Sunday, April 23, 2017

Gig Pics

Thought you all might enjoy seeing a picture of us from our gig last night.  Our friend Dana shot it.
Hope that today was a restful peaceful Sunday.  It was for us, just what we needed.  Can you believe April is going by so fast?

Tomorrow is a the start of a new week.  Be kind, smile, spread some joy and breathe.

Saturday, April 22, 2017


I love porch weather.   It is where I find serenity.  Our gig was awesome despite the storms.  Time for bed.  Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Friday, April 21, 2017

Good and Bad

We got a great afternoon of practice in today.  We play Old Town Coffee House in Hartselle, Al tomorrow night.  This is our first gig there and we are excited.

We also went to the garden center today and bought more tomato plants, egg plants and another butterfly bush for the butterfly garden.  I am so happy.

It has been a picture perfect weather day.  Clear blue skies, fluffy clouds, 84 degrees more June like than April, but the temps drop on Sunday.

We visited Louis at the hospital today.  He is so very frail.  I called him this afternoon and the hospice nurse was talking with him.  My heart is breaking.  Loss is tough and it does not get easier with age.

I hope your weekend is a good one.  Hug the ones you love.  Smile at those you meet.  Be kind to everyone, even those who don't deserve it.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Seven Years

Times flies.   Seven years ago today I wrote my first blog entry.  It has been quite a journey.  Just like life, there have been ups and downs, good and bad, happy and sad.  Many of you have been with me since the beginning, through sickness and health.

I am grateful for this journey.  I am thankful that you all have read my humble words and gazed at my photos.  You have been there for me when I needed friends, inspiration and kindness.
Thanks for a journey that would not have taken place without you.  I appreciate each of you.

I will go down this path as far as I can.  Blessings of love, joy and always kindness to each of you.
My heart is full of gratitude.   Tonight I celebrate this anniversary, never did I dream I would still be sharing this path.

Goodnight, sweet dreams

Wednesday, April 19, 2017


Slowly getting the yard spring and summer ready.  We cleaned and reworked the butterfly gardens out back last week.  Buddy the Bunny lives there now.  Today I found hanging baskets of petunias at our local curb market, two came home with me.  Hot pink and purple ones and they smelled so good!

We rehearsed for our gig, and Rick had to do emergency repair on our air conditioner.  Hoping we don't have to buy a new one.  I spoke with Louis this morning, he is holding his own.

Hump day was a smooth one, here's hoping the rest of the week is too.   Sending hopes of peace, kindness and joy to everyone.  May we all treat each other with respect.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017


John roses, honeysuckle and Francis the yoga frog all made me smile today.  I am grateful.
Tomorrow share the love, give a hug and be kind.  Everyone is fighting a battle of some sort these days.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Monday, April 17, 2017

Tough Day

It has been a difficult day.  My chair buddy Louis who spent my three years of IVIG treatments holding my hand, who has been to our home for holidays and family dinners is getting ready to make his transformation to the next place.  Tonight, he is holding his own but the doctors say he won't get better.

Louis is a friend, he is family.  I talk with him almost daily.  He is the kindest sweetest person you would ever want to meet.  I don't want him to suffer, but I can't imagine life without him.  I am struggling.  He doesn't want me to come to the hospital, but I want to go hug him one more time.
He knows that Rick and I love him, but I want to tell him one more time.

My heart is so heavy tonight. Loss is so hard.  I am so very grateful that he came into my life, into my family's life.

Just a reminder to all of you tonight.  Tell those you love that you love them.  Hug them, let them know you care.  Goodnight, Sweet dreams.

Sunday, April 16, 2017

Easter Soccer

We had lunch with my sister.  Then we went to Rick's sister's for her egg hunt  This evening my brother and his family came over for hot dogs and soccer.  To say I might be tired is an understatement.  But it has been such a fun day.   Rick got a picture of me and some of the kids after soccer today, we were all a little weary.  I hope your weekend has been a good one.

Spread a little love tomorrow and a lot of kindness.

Saturday, April 15, 2017

Bunny Boy

We spent the morning at the local garden center, mid-afternoon rehearsing for our gig next weekend, then a visit with my older brother and then until dark working in the garden.  Long day.

As we were leaving the garden center, a piece of yard art caught my eye.  I am a sucker for yard art.
He now lives in our butterfly garden.  His name is Bunny Boy.  Have a peace filled Easter.  Enjoy the day however you celebrate.  I hope you all find a chocolate bunny somewhere.
Say hello to Bunny Boy.

Friday, April 14, 2017

Strange Spring

I can never in all of my life remember an Easter weekend this warm.  It was 90 degrees today.
It has been a strange spring.  Pollen counts are off the charts, all the trees are green, except for fruit trees.  Normally our peach tree blooms in February,  it has bloomed out this week.  The apple trees are just starting to show young green buds.  It looks and feels like summer yet something feels so strange about it.

We will plant some of our garden tomorrow.  Normally we don't plant until May but, it is so warm now the summer heat and drought might hit us soon.

Easter weekend.  Easter was a big deal when I was a child.  It always involved a new dress, shoes, hat and usually a spring coat or topper as my mom called them.  I did not get a lot of new clothes, but I did get a dress for Easter, one for Christmas and a couple when school started.  I loved all my dresses except those made of organza.  Those were the ruffled, stiff, scratchy ones.  I was miserable when I had to wear them.  I also loved my hats.  It is too bad that wearing hats is not as fashionable as it once was.

We will visit my sister and her family and Rick's sister and her family on Sunday.  Sunday afternoon,
the great nieces and nephews are coming over for grilled hot dogs and a soccer game.  It will be our first hot dog meal of the season.

Many of you have probably attended church services tonight.  May you experience peace this holiday weekend and may you carry it with you throughout next week.  Don't forget to treat others the way you would like to be treated.

Thursday, April 13, 2017


My mom planted this tree years ago here on the farm.  She called it a red tip, not sure what it is but the bees love it.  This one is huge, covered in tiny white flowers.  The leaves are dark and shiny green with red tips.  The smell is kinda of funky, musky and damp.  But, it is beautiful.

Tomorrow is Friday, the start of the Easter weekend.  Blessings of peace, love and kindness to you and yours.  May peace wrap around us all like a warm blanket of love.

Wednesday, April 12, 2017

Yellow Flowers

Walking the dogs today I saw these yellow flowers and thought about Rick's mom.  She loved yellow flowers so whenever we put flowers on her grave I try to always make them yellow.  She died about five years ago on a mild February afternoon.   A few days after her funeral I was thinking about her and hoping that she was somewhere peaceful.  I walked down to our mailbox and our forsythia was in full bloom, yellow flowers everywhere.  I laughed and then I saw the most amazing thing, a big yellow and black butterfly in all those yellow flowers.  I knew that she was at peace and happy.

I know many don't believe in signs, but I do.  I think we have to look for them and be in tune with our surroundings.  Awareness is important in every part of our life.  We have to open our eyes as well as our hearts and minds to accept the gifts that are everywhere, just waiting for us.  I hope tomorrow you see the amazing beauty and gifts that surround you.  Remember to treat others the way you want to be treated.  May life treat you kind.

Tuesday, April 11, 2017

John Rose

This is the first John rose of the season.  I don't know what the real name is.  My mother called it the 7 sister rose because there were 7 tiny roses on each stem.  You see them all along the country side here.  Growing on fence posts and covering the remains of old houses usually with honeysuckle vines entwined.

I call it John rose because around 1990 our friend John dug it up for me and brought it to the house for me to plant.  John died from a horrible raging cancer in the blizzard of 1993 and I have cherished this rose.  It is big and sprawling and soon to be covered in hundreds of tiny pink roses.  The first one is never very pretty  but it is always special because it reminds me of John and his kindness.
As soon as the other blooms appear I will take a picture.

John was big and loud, charming and educated and truly one of the kindest people I have ever known.
I still miss him.  He was a bright and shinning star who left this place way too soon, but the people who were lucky enough to know him, will never forget him.  That single little rose brought a big smile to my face this morning, I knew it would be a good day.

Monday, April 10, 2017

Wild Iris

As I walked the dogs this morning Mother Nature presented me with a gift.  More of the rescued wild flowers that Sam and I had planted were blooming.  Over 15 years ago and they are still thriving.
This was my favorite, the wild iris, just in time for Easter.  Passover blessings to those celebrating tonight, and for those who celebrate Easter, may you have a blessed Holy Week.

Remember to share the love this week and spread a little kindness, it is what the world needs now.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

Moon Gaze

Rick was supposed to have had a book signing today at the local library in Jasper.  But things happen and the library was unable to  host the event.  In the past, the local mall had hosted several signings for him and they graciously agreed to do that today.    It was probably one of the most successful signings he has ever done.  Books were sold, cds were sold, new friends were made, old friends came by and the local cable show did an interview with us.  We had a great day.

It has been a very good weekend, busy but very good.  Tonight I am tired.  It's ok.   As my mom use to say, I can rest when I am dead.  :)  The almost full moon is shinning down on me through the window.  What is it about that silvery orb that gives me such hope?  I look up at the night sky and know that all is well for right now.

My cup of hot tea is ready and so am I.  Tomorrow is the start of a brand new week and Passover for some of you.  A holy week for many.  May you all celebrate your connection to spirit, and whatever your religious beliefs are, may you know and share kindness and love.  Treat others the way you wish to be treated.   Be sure to moon gaze.

Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Saturday, April 8, 2017

A Prayer for All

Rick and I took Jordan and Samantha to the Birmingham Art Museum today to see a Sand Mandala created by Lama Tenzin Deshek, the director of the Losel Maitri Buddhist Center.  It was truly a work of beauty and on April 15 it will be dismantled to teach the lesson of impermanence.

After we admired the mandala and other works of Buddhist art including amazing sculptures the monk gathered all who wanted to participate in a meditation upstairs. It was truly a beautiful meditation for peace and happiness for all.  What I found extremely uplifting was a prayer that he offered at the end of the meditation.  It was a prayer that I had given copies of to my students this week and that I had prayed before my family's Thanksgiving meal this past year.
I share it with all of you tonight.

May all beings everywhere
Plagued by sufferings of body and mind
Obtain an ocean of happiness and joy
By virtue of my merits.
May no living creature suffer,
Commit evil, or ever fall ill.
May no one be afraid or belittled,
With a mind weighed down by depression.
May the blind see forms
And the deaf hear sounds,
May those whose bodies are worn with toil
Be restored on finding repose.
May the naked find clothing,
The hungry find food;
May the thirsty find water
And delicious drinks.
May the poor find wealth,
Those weak with sorrow find joy;
May the forlorn find hope,
Constant happiness, and prosperity.
May there be timely rains
And bountiful harvests;
May all medicines be effective
And wholesome prayers bear fruit.
May all who are sick and ill
Quickly be freed from their ailments.
Whatever diseases there are in the world,
May they never occur again.
May the frightened cease to be afraid
And those bound be freed;
May the powerless find power,
And may people think of benefiting each other.

For as long as space remains,
For as long as sentient beings remain,
Until then may I too remain
To dispel the miseries of the world.”

Friday, April 7, 2017

Find Some Balance

"Life is all about balance."  That is the sign on the yard art that our great nephew Jordan bought for us today.    What can I say?  This nine year old knows me so well, he knew that Rick and I would love the treasure that he bought for us.   It is a bike with wheels that spin in the wind and a headlamp that is a solar light.  It has a place of honor on our deck.

Life is all about balance isn't it?  You can let your job, bills, world events and natural disasters take over your life, but a nine year old full of joy and love and a piece of yard art puts it all in perspective.
It is the simple question that I ask in my class daily, "what time is it, where are you?"  The time is now and you are here.  A life in balance is what so many seek, but they don't realize how simple finding that balance can be.

Tomorrow find some balance.  Walk barefoot on the grass.  Eat an ice cream cone.  Hug someone.
Don't be afraid to look foolish.  Feel the wind and sun on your face.  Laugh out loud.  Take your watch off and put your cell phone away for an hour.  Breathe.

Thursday, April 6, 2017

Good Day

My classes today have been so wonderful.  I teach to help others, but I swear the group I have now is helping me to transform.  The past few weeks have made me a better teacher.  These students have made me a better teacher.  I can hardly wait to walk into my class room each day, look at their faces, feel their energy and know it will be a good day.  Even when they are having a bad day,  they come in so thirsty and hungry that my heart knows what to give them.

My friends and family keep asking when am I going to retire, but all I know is not now.  I know my age qualifies me for retirement, but my spirit and thankfully my body does not, at least not for now.

The moon is waxing nicely.  As I drove home tonight it rose in the night sky as the sun set.   The air is chilly.  My mom would say we are in the middle of blackberry winter.  The blackberries are blooming and Easter is just around the corner.  For some reason, Easter always seems to bring a cold snap.

Hook, the pitt bull needed cuddle time tonight.  Taz and Calliou are asleep, but Hook ( all 100 pounds of him) climbed up in my lap, lay his head on my knees and began to snore.  He so rarely wants to be petted or cuddled so we shared some couch time.  Because he is deaf I was worried about how he would fit in with the other dogs, but all three have become friends.  I am so glad we took him in.

I am way past tired tonight.  This weekend will be all about practicing for our gig on April 22 and Rick has a book signing this Sunday afternoon at the local mall.  I also brought all the yoga mats home to wash.  One breath at a time and it will be get done.

Tomorrow is Friday, someone will need a smile and maybe even a hug and everyone will need kindness.  Pass it on.  Wishing all of you a good day, a good weekend.

Wednesday, April 5, 2017

Hump Day

Thankfully the storms were not as bad as the Weather Service  had feared.  There were still tornadoes, high winds, hail and torrential rain but it could have been much worse.  We are safe and sound.

We walked the property this evening, lots of small limbs scattered about but that is no biggie.  Our fruit trees are starting to bloom, peach trees, pears and there are baby blueberries.  This time of year, each walk brings a surprise.

Calliou's thunder shirt came today, after the storms passed.  But, we will have it ready for the next one.  I hope it works.  I have heard pros and cons.

We have a gig at a new coffee house in a couple of weeks.  It is always exciting to play a new venue.
I know this sounds a little strange but as much as I love performing for our friends, I love playing for new people just as much.  New audiences keep you honest.  They let you know the songs that resonate and those that don't.

This week is almost over.  Don't let it pass without spreading some kindness.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Tuesday, April 4, 2017

Send Good Thoughts

Yoga and meditation classes were incredible today.  I am such a lucky teacher.  Having students who are so thirsty for knowledge is what every teacher hopes for.  I have learned to cherish these moments, you don't get them every day.

Today was picture perfect, 82 degrees, blue skies, gentle breezes.  The weather guys are saying mother nature will show us her nasty side tomorrow.  The jet stream and the gulf stream are going to see who is the strongest and baddest.  I admit it is scary stuff.  We have one line coming early morning and then the next after lunch.  Thoughts of April 27 five years ago keep rolling through my brain and probably everyone else's who lives in Alabama and the southeast.  Hoping that momma takes pity on all of us and calms down.  No school tomorrow.

Send us your good thoughts.

Spread a little love, kindness and joy where ever you go tomorrow.  Everybody needs some.

Monday, April 3, 2017

Yoga Frog

One of my female students surprised me with a yoga happy today.  She and two other students ( who left this weekend) gave me frog in a yoga pose.  I loved it!  But I love them because they thought of me.  They have been incredible students and I will miss them so very much.

I have named my yoga frog Francis.  She now sits in a place of honor at my house.  She makes me smile every time I look at her.  I am so very grateful and honored.  Through the years other friends have given me yoga frogs.  Francis has a group of yoga friends, she will not be lonely.

Sunday, April 2, 2017

Sunday Update

Another beautiful day with highs in the mid-eighties but the weather guys say we pay the price this week.  Storms moving in tonight and again on Wednesday with frost by Friday, welcome to weather in Alabama in April.

Rick and I have spent our day transitioning the house and yard from winter  mode to spring.  Still a great deal to be done, but we are getting there.  The guys came Wednesday and cleared all the underbrush, the place looks beautiful.  The flower beds are clean, the garden space is tilled. Toward the end of the month we will plant our crops and flowers.  Then it's on to cleaning the porches and hopefully began painting the inside of the house.

We have also been rehearsing for our upcoming gigs.  We treat each one as if it is our first.  We want our audience to have the best experience we can give them.

Last night we drove up to Lake Guntersville for a wedding shower for a friend's daughter.  It was good to see our friends and share their happiness.

This is the first week of April, spend it wisely.  Spread kindness, share joy and remember we are all humans, just on different paths.

Saturday, April 1, 2017

April 1

April 1...April's Fool's Day

April 1....Samantha's birthday this month, I remember when she was Jordan's age

April of our  most violent weather months

April 1...pollen is everywhere

April 1...will be planting the rest of our garden in a couple of weeks

April 1...winter clothes are packed away

April 1....Easter just around the corner

April 1...peeps anyone?

April favorite Easter treats, cadbury eggs, jelly beans and candy coated marshmallow eggs

April 1...I loved getting a new Easter dress when I was a little girl

April 1....I don't like Easter egg hunts, but I love to dye Easter eggs

April 1...Rick mowed our lawn today

April 1...purple violets are in bloom, I love them

April 1...bees, butterflies and humming birds

April 1... don't blink, summer will be here soon

Friday, March 31, 2017

Tiny Flowers

Last day of  March, the first quarter of this year is gone.   We had storms and lots of wind yesterday but today was a picture perfect spring day.  The skies were so blue they almost took my breath away.
I found more tiny wild flowers today, not sure what any of them are but they are certainly beautiful.

Thursday, March 30, 2017

Spiritual Day

We finished our study of the seven chakras in yoga class today.  The last three are very spiritual, throat, third eye and crown.  Throat deals with communication, third eye with intuition and crown with connection to spirit.  After savasana we did a meditation class.  This group of students I have right now are amazing.  It has been a long time since there has been a group this thirsty for an understanding of yoga and meditation.  These students have made my job so easy.  But all good things must end and within the next few weeks many of them will be gone.

Life is about change, my work is about change.  Everything is change.  We had a strong thunder storm during our class.  The wind howled, rain was pouring and lightening flashed, it just added to the intensity of the class.  At one point we opened the windows, smelling the rain and feeling the coolness of the air seemed to transport everyone to a higher plane.

Finally this respiratory stuff is getting better and today for the first time in a couple of weeks I feel like myself.  Wishing all of you a Friday that brings good changes, much kindness and joy to the world.  

Wednesday, March 29, 2017

World of Moss

I walk by this moss covered timber every day.  I am fascinated with moss.  Its texture, colors and what it grows on.  My search for moss covered objects continues.  More pictures to come.  Think of the transformation that takes place for something to become moss covered.

Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Old Windows

I love old doors and windows.  Somehow I get such a feeling about their past when I see them.
If they have an aged patina or even better some moss, I love them even more.   I think about the people who have looked out them, the times they have let the sunshine in, the times raindrops have raced down their panes.  I love this old window more than any because it is the  window in our old farm house here on the farm.  I wish it could tell me its stories and secrets.  

Monday, March 27, 2017

Rescued Flowers

This morning as I walked, I did a walking meditation instead of my usual brisk walk.  I breathed, I tried to notice every thing from the soil that I was walking on to the vegetation around me.   When I passed a couple of trees at the edge of the yard a little patch of wildflowers were blooming.

When Samantha (Jordan's mom) was about his age now (9) she and I went on a search and rescue mission.  We had found out that the company which owned the property joining ours behind the barn was about to clear cut the land they owned.  Sam and I walked those trails so often, we knew where the wild flowers were on every nook and cranny.  We took shovels and cardboard boxes and we dug up as many we could.  We planted them around the yard.

Those little wildflowers that I saw blooming this morning were some of those we dug up almost 20 years ago.  It made my heart soar to think that we had saved them and they were still blooming.
Spread some love and kindness tomorrow, it's important.

Sunday, March 26, 2017

Happy Home

We had lunch at our great-nephew and niece's house today.  They just moved into their dream home a couple of weeks ago and we are so happy for them.  I remember when we moved into our house so many years ago.  We were so excited and loved  having company so we could share our new home.

The new wore off our house a long time, but it has a patina of love and comfort.  Every time someone visits us for the first time they always remark about how comfortable and cozy our house is.  I consider that a major compliment.  It has taken on our personalities, a small cottage, eclectic and rather old hippy with lots of books.  It is us.  Our purple front door says it all.

Today we helped Jonathan and Kelsey celebrate their home.  I hope they have as many happy years together in their house as we have had in ours. He's the tall one with the baseball cap, she has on the aqua tee shirt, standing in front of him.

Last week of March, I hope she leaves like a lamb and not like a lion.  Be kind tomorrow, it doesn't cost a thing and you will make someone's day.

Saturday, March 25, 2017


Our vehicles had been covered in sticky yellow pollen all week.  Each time the wind blew, a yellow cloud tumbled across the yard.  The rains came this afternoon and have continued all evening.  I hear the drops falling on our tin roof and they sound wonderful.  Soon after the rain started, you could see the yellow streaks on the ground.  The air is clean.

Calliou and Hook got new beds today.  I thought they would love them but neither wants to lie down on the big fluffy rectangles.  Change is hard, even for dogs.  Taz will probably claim both of them.

We moved the trees and plants outside today.  The house seems so much bigger.  The past couple of days have been so productive.  This was the weekend to get things done that had been on our to do lists for awhile.  I suppose you could say our transformation has been one of transitioning from winter to spring.  It has been physical as well as mental.

We are entering the last week of March.  April 1 is next Saturday.  Time is moving so fast it is taking my breath.  Wishing you a Sunday that brings peace.  Be kind to those you think don't deserve kindness, be kind to yourselves and smile.  Did you know that if you smile even if you don't feel happy it creates joy within you?  So smile, be kind and treat others the way you want to be treated.

Friday, March 24, 2017

Birthday Goodies

The birthday goodies continued today.  My two sisters and a niece came by and brought gifts,  3 new shirts, a jacket, an orchid, new boots and earrings and yard art.  I made out like a bandit.  Then tonight, Rick took me to my favorite restaurant for dinner.  What a 48 hours it has been!  Enjoy your weekend.  Share the kindness, spread some joy.

Thursday, March 23, 2017

Way Better Than I Deserve

Today marks my 65th trip around the sun on this little planet called Earth.  I have  had many different kinds of birthday celebrations, parties, trips, dinners, etc.  Some were wild and wacky, others low key and sometimes, it was just another day.

Today was a picture perfect spring day.  My mom told me that when I was born it snowed here in Alabama.  No snow today, just warm sunshine and a cool breeze.

It has been a great day.  I know that it's a biggie and many people questioned why I did nothing special to celebrate today.  I needed this day just the way it was.  The past month had been slammed.
The flu in January left me with a bacterial infection in my lungs and I had finally gotten over the last shreds of it this past week.  Somewhere/somehow in the past few days I picked up strep.  I thought someone had slashed my throat with a razor.  The antibiotics kicked in last night and today I was 100 % again.

The calls and notes and wishes started on FB early this morning.  Friends and family have called, sung Happy Birthday to me and sent me cards.  I have felt incredible love today.  I only hope that all of you at some point in your lives feel the kind of love I have felt all day.  It has been a day of supreme joy.  I have been bathed in the golden light of kindness and I am humbled.

My last class this evening asked me why I worked today.  I answered them with what else would I be doing?  Maybe somewhere writing a new song or playing, but that took place this past weekend.
I am so grateful to all who took the time to wish me a Happy Birthday.  This 65th trip around the sun was a good one, way better than I deserve.  I am grateful.  Life has been so kind to me.

Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Wild Honey

Though the temperature is erratic, 86 yesterday, today 65, spring is making her entrance.  One of my favorite early spring flowers bloomed today, the wild honeysuckle, which is a member of the azalea family.  In the woods around us the wild honeysuckle blossoms in shades of cream, pale pink and a deep rose to almost red.  The smell is so light, very clean and fresh, not the sweetness of the traditional honeysuckle that blooms in the summer's heat.

Soon the tiny purple violets will appear and then the dogwoods will bloom.  Of course the pines are filling the air with their thick yellow pollen.  My white car now has a yellowish cast.

It has been a good hump day.  I think I might have picked up a bug somewhere the past few days.
A sore throat and ear pain with fever has visited me today.  Maybe it is just the pollen.  I do want to get some spring cleaning out of the way.  My fingers are itching to dig in the dirt as well.

Wishing you a Thursday full of hope.  May you know kindness, and don't forget to spread some joy. Sharing my wild honeysuckle blossom with you tonight.  Isn't it beautiful?

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Energy Balanced

We began our study of the chakras in yoga class today.  First chakra is the root.  It is the energy point that sits right at the tip of the tail bone.  It is all about survival and being grounded.

I  think that most of the students loved the class.  We did have a couple of new students and they seemed to be a little overwhelmed but excited about the next class.

Most days many of us struggle with survival and feeling secure or grounded.  Fear is our biggest enemy of the root chakra.  Not only does fear keep us from being grounded and feeling confident and secure but it robs us of our present moment.  Fear does a number on all of us and if we let it take control it will take us down the path to hate.

So we did asanas or stretches to balance our root chakras and we also did an easy meditation to help us feel grounded and connected.  The meditation is simple.  Lie down and take a few deep breaths.
Take your awareness down to your feet and legs, breath in and tighten your muscles in the feet and legs and when your exhale, let the muscles soften and relax.  Bring awareness to your hips, belly and chest, breathe and tighten those muscles, then once again when you exhale relax and soften.
Now make fists and clinch the muscles in your arms and shoulders, exhale and soften.  Bring awareness to your face, scrunch all those muscles in the face and when you exhale soften...take a couple of breaths and now tighten all the muscles in your face, body, legs and arms at the same time.
Exhale and relax.  Take a few slow deep breaths, exhale even slower and take your time sitting back up.  

Early class in the morning.  It's hump day and will be birthday eve for me.  Remember to be kind.

Monday, March 20, 2017

The World of Hook

Having a deaf dog is challenging.  That is an understatement.  Most days Hook ( deaf pit bull) manages to understand what is expected of him.  Today was a whole different world.  It started as we got ready to walk this morning.  I had Taz all ready, then Lady (Jordan's dog) came over and that is when the circus began.  Hook, Calliou and Lady became so overcome with excitement about the walk they moved furniture around.  Finally I had Taz's leash on and we all moved out the back door.

The excitement built.  All four dogs began to run around the back yard, playing with their toys and barking non-stop.  Can we say spring fever?  I finally got the back gate open and they just about knocked me over running into the field.

Usually they run, but stay within visual range.  Hook and Lady jumped an animal, Calliou follow suite and Taz did her best to break the leash.  Calliou came back after he heard my yells, but Lady and Hook ran through the woods, jumping over a ridge.  I could no longer see either of them.

Normally I yell and Lady returns with Hook beside her.  Today about thirty minutes later Lady came home without Hook.  I walked back down to the barn and across our newest property, no Hook.
I got in my car and drove a mile in either direction thinking he might have made it to the road, no Hook.  I had the neighborhood kids looking for him.

I came back home, went back to the woods, no Hook.  I started to worry.  I called Rick.  An hour had passed, he'd never been gone this long.  Rick called back to say he was coming home from work to help me roam the woods.  I looked out the back door and Hook was at the gate barking to come in.
He knew I was glad to see him.  He knew I was not happy.

Tomorrow Hook starts his training with a vibrating collar.   Keep your fingers crossed for us both.

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Creative Weekend

We have been away at a songwriter's workshop this weekend.  I was kinda bummed about not cooking my traditional Irish meal but we needed the getaway.   Workshops are fun, inspiring and grueling.  I learned a great deal, made some new friends, saw some old ones, got out of my comfort zone and met two wonderful successful songwriters, Tom Kimmel and Sally Barris..  Tom and Sally were creative instructors who joyfully shared their knowledge of the craft.

The workshop was in the perfect setting for creativity, The Alabama Folk School located at Camp Mc Dowell about an hour from where we live..  Rustic cabins, beautiful woods and art  made a space that really got the creative juices flowing.

We had a great time.  I am drained.  Glad to be home, I think the dogs missed us.  I missed them.
Tomorrow is the first day of spring.  Wishing everyone a day of warmth, kindness and joy.

Friday, March 17, 2017

St. Patrick's Day Remorse

I love cooking a traditional Irish meal for St. Patrick's Day.  I always have.  For the 40 some odd years we have been married I can count on one hand the times I have not cooked on St. Patrick's Day.
Today is one of those days.  We are attending a songwriter's workshop tonight.  I can't believe there is not the smell of corned beef and cabbage in my house today.

For those of you celebrating all things green today, Happy St. Patrick's Day!  Eat a slice of Irish soda bread and have a bite of colcannon just for me.

HAPPY ST. PATRICK'S DAY!    Wear the green, spread some kindness.

Thursday, March 16, 2017

Busy Day/Month

Lots of new faces in yoga classes today.  There will be some goodbyes next week.  It has been awhile since I have had a group embrace yoga and meditation like this group has.  It is exhausting, but the good kind of exhaustion.  They are all so hungry for ways to help them in recovery, so eager to learn.

March is just jammed.  Every weekend has been packed, almost every day.  I am in dire need of a day of nothingness but for now it is not in the cards.  Seems that is life, all or nothing.  A friend asked what I was doing for my birthday.  It is a biggie.  65 years is along time to be on this planet, I know I should celebrate...maybe dinner that night?  A vacation would be awesome, but that is not in the cards, at least not now.

It is still cold and damp, the temps are going up and more rain coming in.  That's ok.  We are still not out of the drought.  There are so many trees that have died since last year.  It is sad to walk through the woods.

My body and brain are a wash tonight.  Time for tea and bed.
Remember to be kind.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Spring Fever

As I left for work this morning it was 25 degrees, a wee bit chilly here in Alabama in March.
I looked up at the western sky and saw the moon in all her glory starting to wane. The drive to work was wonderful as the moon shimmered in the west and the sun rose in the east.

Even though the weather is freezing here I had spring fever today.  I just wanted to clean and paint and declutter.  Now when the weather is actually warm enough to do those things the desire will probably have disappeared.

Early morning class was fun.  I still do not like getting up in the dark at 5:00 am but this morning's sky made up for the darkness and cold.  The dogs are snoring and I think so is Rick.  It is time to drink some hot tea and enjoy my warm cozy bed.

Enjoy the rest of the week.  Those of you covered in snow, try to stay warm.  Spread some kindness.
This too shall pass.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Fire in the Belly

Classes this afternoon were on the 3rd Niyama, Tapas which is commitment or the literal meaning, fire.  You know when you strive and work and focus on something and there is a fire in the belly.
So that meant many of the asanas built heat, which was good because today's high was 30 degrees.

We talked about commitments, goals and what it takes to reach them.  For my students this afternoon it is living a life without addiction.  So when we did meditation I asked them to choose a mantra which would represent what they needed to reach their goal.  Words such as courage, wisdom,
hope, love, strength and peace were chosen.

Classes were full and the energy was wonderful.  It has been awhile since I have had a group so focused on recovery.  They give me hope.  I used a great deal of energy today.  I am tired tonight, but it's a good tired.

Up at five am in the  morning to teach some more.  This time change is still giving me fits.
There is a pot of soup simmering on the stove, I am in my pjs and all is well here at the Watson house.
Goodnight Sweet dreams

Monday, March 13, 2017

Stay Warm

Rain and cold air moved into day.  It's gonna get colder.  For my friends in the north and east, button up your overcoats.  Stay warm and cozy.  Send me some snow!

Great classes today.  Small but good energy and lots of fun.   Still adjusting to the time change.
My cup of hot tea awaits and so does my warm bed.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Sunday, March 12, 2017

Daylight Madness

I know so many of you love the switch to Daylight Savings Time, but I am one of those that it just throws me out of sorts.  Waking up when it is dark, well I don't wake up until I see sunlight, mornings have just become difficult.  I keep hearing people talk about all the extra daylight in the evenings.
I have asked several why/what with the extra hours of daylight.  Some with kids say it gives the kids more time for sports, some say they spend more time outside when they get home from work, many really didn't have an answer.

I believe it messes with your bio-rhythms ,especially those of us who work.  You have a hard day at work, you come home and instead of letting go of the day, you have a couple of  extra hours of daylight.
For many their lives become busier and more complicated with longer daylight hours.  You cram more into the day working harder, resting less.  We all think that without DST our hours of light would be so short, but in reality there is more light in the spring and summer.   All the days in the spring and summer are longer. The summer solstice is the longest day of the year!

Daylight Savings Time has created a big business with kids spring and summer sports.  Instead of coming  home after school, doing homework and enjoying spring and summer evenings, kids are picked up after school, fed some fast food and then rushed to the nearest ball park or soccer field.
I read an interesting study a few days ago ,basically  research has found that if you want strong family connections, you should sit down and eat the evening meal with your kids at the table.

So there is my whine about Daylight Savings Time.  For those of you who love it, enjoy.  For those of you who are like myself, this too shall pass.  By the way, how fast will your kids jump out of bed tomorrow morning when it is still dark?

Saturday, March 11, 2017


A friend sent me a video yesterday that was so beautiful it took my breath.  In 1946, Walt Disney and Salvador Dali collaborated on a short ( about 6 minutes) film.  Do yourself a favor and take the few minutes to watch it.  You will not be disappointed.  It truly is a piece of art.

On the cold rainy Saturday night I thought a beautiful piece of art would cheer everyone.
Tomorrow we spring forward, never happy about that.
Wishing peace and kindness for your Sunday and the coming week.

Friday, March 10, 2017

Stormy Dogs

 Last night storms rolled in with howling winds, torrential rains and thunder that shook the house.
To say Calliou is afraid of storms is a gross understatement.  His sense of hearing is so acute he could hear the storms miles before they reached us.  Being awaken by a 100 pound dog doing his best to crawl in the bed with you is interesting at 1:00am in the morning.  By that time he has Taz in a frenzy as well and she is shaking like a leaf.

A couple of hours later we finally settle down and about the time we go back to sleep, the alarm goes off.  I would have given any of you a free collie at that point.   And then of course Hook, who is deaf, has slept through the fiasco and wakes up ready to play. I love our dogs but life with the three of them can be a challenge.

It has been near 80 degrees this week and there are rumors of snowflakes by Sunday.  The full moon
is Sunday night.  I think it would be such a gift to have snow glistening in the light of the full moon.
I have run out of steam. Lack of sleep makes me tired and grumpy.  I think it"s time to hit the bed.
Goodnight, Sweet dreams

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Moon Rise

As I walked across the parking lot this evening at work I noticed clouds moving in from the west.
Rain and storms tonight and maybe a snow flurry or two by Saturday night.  Mother Nature is having some mood swings.

As I got out of my car in our driveway something caught my eye through the trees.  A most beautiful moon rise was taking place to the east.   There were filmy clouds but the rising moon refused to be hidden.  She will be waxing to her fullest Sunday night, but she was making a grand show as I got out of my car.

Sharing the picture I captured with my phone, you know the picture doesn't do her justice, it never does.

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Mom Was Right

This is my column that is in this month's issue of The Leaf, a creative arts and music monthly paper in Birmingham.  I hope ya'll enjoy it.

My mom was right.  She had always told me if you didn’t look in the mirror, most days you would never know your age.  This month is my 65th birthday.  Most days I truly would not know my age if I avoided mirrors.  Like many my age, there are some health issues but I live a healthy lifestyle and it has paid off.

When I was 25, 65 seemed an eternity away.  The world was my oyster and every day I found a pearl.  I still try to find a pearl every day.  My parents, grandparents and older friends and siblings often told me how quickly time would pass.  I laughed.  Around the age of 39 when my father made his final transition, the speed of time passing caught my attention.

The fascination of healthy living captured me in my twenties.  I devoured all the information I could on health.  I started my yoga practice, and thanks to my mom’s interest in health I found the path I needed to be on.  Though I admit, I strayed often in those early days.  After all, when you are young, you think you have forever.

My parents and my father’s parents taught me the value of growing your own food.  I learned that clean water, produce and eggs fresh from the hens were my best friends.  My mother taught me that home cooked with love meals were better than any you could buy in a restaurant.  I am eternally grateful for the small farm we live on.

Growing food, taking care of chickens is hard work.  I have found that with age the earlier you rise on a farm, the easier the work.  Now I know why my grandparents went to bed when the sun set and got up when the sun rose.  There is nothing like the taste of apples, peaches and pears fresh off the tree. A ripe juicy tomato fresh and warm must be the fruit of the gods.
I have heard it said that aging is not for sissies.  That is a true statement.  Watching friends and family members make their transitions as the years go by is hard.  Seeing the changes as your body ages is difficult.  Knowing that there are things that become harder for you to do is not easy.  Living one day at a time becomes your mantra.  To be happy you cannot live in “the good old days.”
Like it or not, today, this day is your good old day and you can choose to find the pearl or toss it away.

If I could tell my 25 year old self anything it would be to take it all in.  The good, the bad, the happy and sad and makes us who we are.  I want to be the old woman that everyone wants to be like, not the one everyone wants to avoid.  I want to wear all those pearls I have collected every day of my life and never forget how valuable they are.  No matter your age, you can chase happiness or choose happiness.  It’s your choice.  Happy Birthday to me!