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I am many years into a "summer project" of yoga that my daughter and I started. Yoga is such a part of my life and my daughter's life that it surprises us both. Yoga for us has evolved as a part of daily living. We might not practice everyday, but we practice what yoga has given us. Now, some about me.I have had the honor of being a part of the medical community for many years. I strongly feel modern medicine and holistic medicine walk hand and hand to treat the whole person. I have found that yoga brings into daily life true balance,breath, and awareness to what is happening at the moment. Yoga is both enhancing and invigorating to the mind and spirit, and gives health and strength to the body. What more could one want? My daughter and I plan to be participating in yoga for many years to come, she even promised she would take me to class in my 80's. I intend to make her keep that promise.

Thursday, December 6, 2012

A Dream of a Perfect Day...

The meeting of beautiful friends,
A kiss and a tender embrace,
A drive to a diner, a mimosa and a brunch,
A walk in the cemetary,
A bit of art work,
a shared bottle of wine.

Tender connections,
Tender conversations.
That only can occur with bestfriends.
That can only occur with soulmates.
Non-questioning , with no motivations other than,
connection of two like minded people.

Time slows, friends bask in fun of talking,
chairs and table the only props.
The perfect moment of time occurs.

Alas, it is time to go,
I sigh, and grudgingly
Awake from my beautiful day dream.

We'll be Friends Forever, won't we, Pooh?' asked Piglet.
Even longer,' Pooh answered.”
A.A. Milne, Winnie-the-Pooh

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

The Power of Coffee...

I love coffee.
EVERY little coffee bean that is growing I am wishing them strength to grow into a full flavored bean.
I must ignore the work conditions that some must endure to harvest that blessed little bean that eventually winds up in my most favorite mug.
I must also confess the greater attraction I have for the "stronger" more "intense" flavored bean.  I check where my personality is and what is on the agenda for my day and then choose the coffee based on the assessment of myself.
Do not get me wrong... I look at coffee in the morning almost like a way to enhance a mood, not just to have the wonderful feeling of coffee energy swimming through my veins.  At times, I feel I should send out a legal warning, then I decide nawwwww, that is part of the fun.  I think WATCH our WORLD, here I come.
(Deeper content sigh...)
Coffee, pro/cons  stimulant/paranoia enhancer/soother....luckily legal.

Question to my readers........ What flavor of coffee did I choose this morning?????? HUH HUH HUH????  (5 hour Energy has nothing on this bean) 


Tuesday, December 4, 2012


Have you ever been alone in a crowd
Has the sound of silence been painfully loud
Have your dreams been deemed worthless by others
‘Cause they didn’t match up with their druthers
Have your beliefs been treated with scorn
And left you feeling more alone and forlorn
Have you learned to play the sad game
Of pretending to be just the same
Has this facade created self-doubt
About what you’re really about
Has it eroded your own self esteem
And shattered your hopes and your dreams
So shed those chains of self-doubt
You know what you’re all about
You are bright, you are rare, you are free
And you’ll be what YOU want to be
So shed those chains of self-doubt
Show them what you’re all about
Give them a glimpse of real class
Then tell them to kiss your cute ass

from a fellow writer.

Eyes Bright....

Eyes bright, looking upright.
Angels surround her glowing light.
What she be, What she might,  lays within her hearts delight.

Parts and pieces of family shown,
but her future lies in her dreams alone.

Her aura so glowing, happiness abounds.
She starts her life journey solid and sound.

This women she has become, still looks upon this print
smiles and knows...

Her eyes STILL bright, looking upright.
Angels STRONGLY surround her glowing light.
What she be, What she might, STILL lays within her hearts delight.

age:6 age:47

Starting Again.....

Here I sit at my desk eagar to start again...

To write, to think, to ponder, to work.
To be, simply, me.

Writing to some is a mission. Writing to some is an escape. Writing to some is how they exist.
For me, writing is returning to an old friend.   That buddy that embraces your personality without judgement.   Writing marks time. Writing keeps those events of the mind forever present and touchable. I aspire to be nothing but a minor curator of words. If blessed, I will upon occasion write a piece that might make change or inspire an action, or cause a memory.    

Why have a blog? Well, to be honest I blog for those who might stumble upon this site and say.....Really?!?! she wrote? Hmmmph...... who'd a thunk it.  Great Great Grandma was neat!

So to all the readers that might stumble here.....
Enjoy, make comments, chuckle or add to a piece.
Just remember, this is a free zone, a safe zone.
Relax and just be.