Sunday, August 30, 2015

Taz and Paper

Taz and I have a Sunday ritual...we read the papers every Sunday morning.  She just looked exceptionally cute today so I wanted to share this picture.

We had rain all night last night and most of today, here's hoping we get a glimpse of the full moon tonight..

Wishing you a Monday full of good surprises.

Saturday, August 29, 2015

Pure Joy

Joy...the phone rang this evening, it was Jordan and  there was so much joy in his voice it made me cry.
His mom took him to Disney World and he is on cloud nine.  He was so excited he could barely finish his sentences.  They have already sent many texts and pictures and it has only been one day.

Samantha has worked extra hours and saved every penny for this vacation.  I had held my breath for the past couple of days, fearful that the hurricane would hit the Orlando area and their vacation would
be a wash.  Thankfully for everyone, the storm moved into the Gulf and has fizzled out for now.

Jordan is already making plans for Rick and I to go back to Disney with them next year.  He will show us around. Tomorrow they visit the Animal Kingdom, I suspect lots more pictures and texts.

There is something about hearing pure joy in a child voice, it has to be like hearing angels sing.
Tonight I am so grateful that Jordan is having the time of his life...I wish we were there.
Wishing you a peaceful Sunday.
Goodnight Sweet dreams

Friday, August 28, 2015

Friday Fun

My friend and former chair buddy Louis cooked lunch for Rick and me today.  It was wonderful!  Great food and the best company you could ever want.

Louis makes a banana pudding that will change your world. Yep, I brought a bowl home.

I hope your Friday has been as awesome as mine.
Wishing you a weekend of balance, fun and rest, peace and joy.

Thursday, August 27, 2015

Sleep?

Last night was one of those nights that my students talk to me about, except this time it was me not sleeping.  Once in a rare blue moon, my mind refuses to slow down.  I breathe, I count breaths, I think of my safe peaceful place and finally after hours of not sleeping I get up.  For all the stuff floating through my brain, I resign myself to the fact that it has to be sorted at some point.

After a morning walk, a nap and lots of sorting of thoughts I came up with an answer that gave me peace.  The one thing I have learned about the brain racing, you have to figure out why and what is going on.  If you are honest with your answers you can find the happy place.

If your brain races at night and you can't figure out why, ask yourself these questions.
1. how much caffeine have I had today, and did I have any after 3:00pm?
2.  did I eat late
3. did I watch the news before bed
4. did I spend time on my computer before bed
5. did I argue or disagree with someone
6. am I worried, if so why
7. do I not feel well
8. did I exercise today
9. how much water have I drank
10. have I meditated today

Feel free to add to this list, but usually, if there is not something nagging at you ( health, finance, personal issues) then the above list of questions should help you figure some things out.
My cup of hot tea awaits, and so does my bed.
Goodnight sweet dreams

Wednesday, August 26, 2015

Dog Day

I think that Taz and Calliou knew it was National Dog Day.  They have been on their best behavior all day, well except once when we were getting ready to go for a walk and Calliou got a little rowdy.

I love dogs. Through the years we have had such a strange and wonderful assortment of  mutts.
Small dogs, big dogs, smart ones and not so smart.  We had a yellow lab mix named Gibson who lived to be 17, she was my dog.  She tolerated Rick. Flop and Mop, sadly were not with us long but they were joyful little creatures.  Flop loved to sleep on top of my head, all three pounds of her. Mop was stolen, and Flop was ran over by a car.

We had a big ugly mongrel named Red who had been abused.  When Red came to live with us, he became the protector of all who lived in the Watson house.  There is no doubt in my mind, Red would have taken a bullet for Rick or me.

Blackie Bear, a lab chow mix, and Charlie, a sheep dog mix took care of me as long as they could.
Astro and Buddy liked me, but they belonged to Rick.  Taylor loved us both. There were many more, but dog stories are much like kid stories, they are usually only cute to their parents.

I have never understood how anyone could mistreat a human or a dog. Our dogs have been family members and we have mourned each and everyone's passing. I can't imagine my life without a dog.
I have hugged Taz and Calliou several times today, telling them how glad they chose us.  And they did, they chose us.  They are gifts that the universe bestowed upon us and I am eternally grateful.
Hug your dogs tonight.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Twenty Feet

 Twenty Feet from Stardom, my friend Fred kept telling me you have to watch this film, you just have to.  Rick and I watched it tonight.  Fred was right.  It is about several back-up singers that truly made the music starting in the sixties.

Listening to the songs that these singers made, and they did make them was amazing.  I can promise you that many of your favorites would not have been the same if not for the back-up vocalists.

We will be buying a copy of Twenty Feet from Stardom.  I loved it because I am a singer and like most of the back ground singers in the film, I started singing in church.  I am no where as good as these singers, but I can identify with them on many levels.  I have always had a strong powerful voice, and many times in my life I have been told I needed to sing the way I looked... small and thin.

Singing in a Pentecostal church, you learned to sing from the depths of your soul, the bottom of your heart.  You learned to make a joyful noise and to wail when your heart was broken. This is what  I know, when I sing, it is the most incredible joy, it is being in the now and present and no place else exists.
I sing in my car driving home from work and I put as much into it as I would on stage in front of a crowd.

Twenty Feet from Stardom tells the story, it is not all joy, but neither is it all sad, it is just life, 20 feet away from being a star.

Monday, August 24, 2015

Why You Should Meditate

Why should you meditate?

Buddha  was asked  what have you gained from meditation? he replied, "Nothing. However let me tell you what I have lost, anger, anxiety depression, insecurity, fear of old age and death."