There is a right way to put on Toilet Paper!
Yes, this is what I’m blogging about. Yes, I’m serious.
Consider this a public service announcement.
I was having lunch with my dear friend Shonagh and we tripped the light fantastic through your obvious conversations like spirit, and death, and rebirth, and source of all being…you know…regular stuff…and then for some reason I started talking about how I have ZERO virgo in my chart but that I am an absolute fiend about making sure TP goes OVER the TOP! So much so that I turn it around if I’m in a restroom where it’s the wrong direction.
Yes, I’m using CAPS here to make it clear how serious I am about this.
I’d just like to have a sunny Friday morning rant about this in hopes of changing all your minds. There is a time to sit back and do nothing. But there is also a time to speak from your principles to get shit done.
For instance. How much are we loving our President right now? (If you don’t, I’m assuming you don’t read my blog.)
Now, I’m not assuming you feel with the same gusto about toilet paper direction as I do…and may assume me equating it’s importance to be up there with the President of the United States actually speaking from the heart about something as fundamental as the love between two people being witnessed and documented and SEEN….
And as I write this I bow to myself for seeing that I got my wires crossed and my indignation about folks not knowing about the sheer ease of grabbing tp when it’s over the top versus the frustration of having to find it when it’s on the wrong way is actually more about being so totally and completely proud to be alive during this momentous time in history when something as OBVIOUS as allowing two people who love each other to join in holy matrimony is spoken from the highest of highest in the land.
Yes. I had coffee this morning. And yes…it does make me more feisty.
And yes, I am OVER THE TOP happy for my gay and lesbian brother and sisters who feel seen. And yes, I do still implore you to turn your tp around if it’s on wrong.
E out.
How to keep your dream going when the enthusiasm starts to dwindle…The next secret to having everything you ever dreamed of!
Big words..Manifest….Create…..Explore….Visualize.
Big words. Big ideas. HUGE outcomes…if you can keep up the enthusiasm!
What happens in that space between being totally jazzed about your idea and getting everything ready and building all the energy and then letting your amazing intention loose into the universe to unravel at the exact right time and speed and velocity lighting up exactly when it’s supposed to….
And that moment when it’s supposed to?
Here is quite possibly the most important part of manifesting. The most important part of having everything you really want.
Did you ever see the movie “The Secret?” It was relatively lame, I’ll give you that…and all the rumors and I”ll spare you that part…but there was one scene that was totally brilliant. (I tried to find it on YouTube for you…but alas, there are some things you can’t find on there.)
Here’s the scene…
A boy wants a bike really really badly. And every day he is thinking about the bike, and drawing the bike, and looking at a picture of the bike…and he’s been doing this for a while and he gets frustrated because he’s not getting one…so he throws the photo away all crumpled up.
Change to a time lapse view of a flower under ground. It shows the flower growing up and growing up and becoming and becoming and it reaches the soil. And this is the most intense part of the flowers journey…because somehow it has to push through the soil to get into the light to bloom into being….
The narrator goes on to say that the flower doesn’t know to “give up” it just keeps moving towards its goal.
They switch back to the little boy and say that it’s true, the hardest part of manifesting is that moment right before you are to get/become the thing you’ve been dreaming of.
The boy misses looking at the photo of the bike every second, so he gets it out of the trash…and miraculously, his “Way too old Dad” gives him the bike of his dream.
And this is it. This is true! I can’t think of a single thing I wanted to have or become that at the last moment didn’t seem impossible, improbable, unattainable. And those things that really meant something to me I pushed on with fierce determination. With every fiber of my being I pushed on. And before long there was a change and before long I had what I wanted even if it wasn’t on my terms…there it was…almost like a miracle.
I know you are getting sick of my running analogies…but when I’m on my longer runs there comes a time when I know I’m either going to die, or fall over…but if I can find something in myself to push me on…I find a peace and a pace that almost feel weightless (I said almost.)
So that’s it then. If it’s getting hard…you are almost there…and if you can believe that you are going to have it…you will. Isn’t that wonderful…it’s the universe’s little milestone for you…letting you know you’re almost at the end of the race…suddenly when it gets hard, it actually feels good!
So get to dreaming will you! The world needs more dreamers! (Yes…I am referring to the Neverending Story….)
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The new “nice” intimidation
So I’m on a kickball team. Yes, that game you played with you were a kid with the big red ball and you run bases and hope no one takes out their aggression by torpedoing a ball at your running frame.
My position is the catcher. It was told to me that this was a position to mess with the kickers head.
Now, I’ve never really been the kind of person to sling insults like a bride throws rice (where did i get that analogy from?) But this got me thinking. I’m a new age kinda gal. Dawning of Aquarius type. And I have a little bit of competitive bite buried deep under my layers of Namaste and Om Shanti Shanti Shanti. But just how do I want that competitive nature to show itself? (My sweetie gets irritated because when he beats me in a game of cards I jump on his lap and congratulate him and tell him how well he did. He always tells me I’m supposed to get mad and throw my cards down…that I was taking away from his glory.) (Devilish smile on my face blog readers…devilish.)
The answer came when I decided what kind of person I wanted to be. Did I want to be the kind of person to tear someone down and create fear and make them mess up? Or did I want to be the kind of person who is so hilarious that they miss the ball because they are laughing so hard they are crying?
And I thought about the implications for this kind of thought process on a larger scale. Say for instance with international disputes. Or bring it home a little more…with parenting? It seems to me that if there can be just one person who stands up for the right to laugh one’s ass off…that the world would just be a better place.
So instead of menacing, I’ve been plotting my stand up act. My insults range from jokes about SAT scores, to low-brow brow hilarious your mamma jokes. I have the jokes in my back pocket that my step-father has been feeding me since I was a kid….there are some limericks that I’m sure will make the more timid completely miss the ball.
My point here is to just add to the ongoing dialogue about the small stuff, like world peace and all that by reminding you that you can be the change you want to see in the world simply by lightening up. Go for the humor. Go for the laughter. Forget traditional forms of intimidation and see what happens if you just make some new friends.
I don’t know if we are going to win our first game tonight, but I do know I’m going to have some serious serious fun.
How can you tell you are really Manifesting?
I know…I know…I know…
This is the easiest and hardest thing you will ever learn how to do.
I could just say it. Just write it right here, but I still don’t think you would get the full depth of how simple this is.
Let’s try.
Believe with all your heart and soul.
That’s it.
Seem too easy? Seem unbelievable?
I have recently begun a new business idea…from it’s conception…somehow…in my heart…I KNEW beyond a shadow of a doubt that my idea was groundbreaking and meant to be.
I have been in business for myself for over 8 years and I don’t think I have felt in every fiber of my being this strongly about an idea ever.
It’s like if each and every cell could weigh in and vote. Before, there would be some rogue cells that weren’t in favor of my idea and I could feel this little tug that kept pulling me out of my single-minded focus. And nothing I could do would change their bull-headed little minds.
But THIS time, for whatever reason, EVERY cell is jumping up and down with purpose chanting OM and lining up for a single brilliant outcome.
I say this is the easiest and hardest thing you ever have to do.
I didn’t do anything differently, I don’t think. Call it timing. Maybe I drank some kava or something….
Anyway…when I check in with my heart I just KNOW it’s going to happen. And I check in often. And sometimes I get a little worried and I check in with my heart and my heart tells me it’s working…..so i chase down those cells who have tried to go rogue and I smile my million dollar smile at them and they acquiesce and fall in line and then everything beats at that 100% assurance level. I have this effect on them because I really really really believe.
So, the moral of this story is….entraining yourself to believe with absolute certainty that what you are doing, working for, wanting is GOING to happen. Not even one tiny little fragment of your being can think otherwise.
Manifesting. Easy. And oh so hard.
Unfortunately, the rest is up to you. And since I have failed (many times) before and realize the error of my ways (so, I guess that’s not failure, it’s practice)….I can say with total confidence that I’m right about this….look at that…100% of me agrees 
So get to it will you! Believe in yourself. Believe in your idea. And make some shit happen! The world is so much better with your beautiful ideas coming to life. So much better!
Good luck!
The Holy Grail
SUNSHINE!
Actual Vitamin D not from a bottle.
Holy Hell that’s an amazing feeling, isn’t it?
And more then that warm, loving feeling on the skin. More than the sunglasses and running in shorts and cherry blossoms raining off the trees and melting my heart. More than the kids and those of us still young at heart laughing on the swings and more than the fact that the normal steel-grey eyes of Seattle-ites so focused on not getting rain on our faces are now looking ahead and smiling at strangers….
There is more. There is a sense of movement. A sense of impending amazingness. There is a sense that even for a moment, everything is right in the world…just for a moment.
The sun, that beautiful yang mentor of purpose shines it’s beacon of completion and subtle urgency mixed with proud deep breaths and long held stretches.
The warmth on skin that feels like a lover, untouched for so many months buried under smartwool and gortex refreshed and renewed, baptized by the light!
It does feel holy. Turning towards the sun in awe and wonder. So thankful for its presence and wondering if others who see his majesty more frequently get quite so blissed out when he arrives?
So taking a moment to welcome in more than just the energy of Spring, but his arrival on our skin, and the highlights of light glinting off here and there. For the pregnant Earth alive and blossoming everywhere! For the smell of fertility that wafts in the windows and in our walking steps. For the silent meditation that clarity brings.
I for one welcome the shift. See the dawning of the season bathed in light and am humbled again and again about the renewing and regenerative power of our sweet Earth.
And with these words I take a moment of silent contemplation to allow the reward to soak into my being. The reward for all the hard work over the past season. The deep inner work. The deep deep inner work. And I offer it to the sky and let it all go….just feeling the warmth of the sun on my skin and becoming anew. Again.
A Loin Cloth and Aliens….what could be better?
I don’t know…because flikster had the wrong show time info…so I missed the viewing of John Carter I went to. But maybe it’s for the best…the premise, a man in a loin cloth playing with aliens is pretty much as a good as gets.
But that’s not what I’m trying to write about. Remember my riff about wind? We said when it blows you move and flow with it?
Well…the other side of that whole thing is moving to what’s easiest and ignoring the challenging bits we would rather not put our energy into.
For instance, and I know I harp about this a lot lately, and yes, I’m a woman possessed….but I had all my running gear on and I open the door and quite literally, the sky is falling. I couldn’t even see my car on the street through the rain.
I have a choice, go or stay.
Clearly, I stayed. I know I know… But I did a bunch of strength training in the house to make up for it (just in case my coach is reading.)
Here’s where the interesting part comes in. Check to see if there is some change you are trying to make in your life. Check in to see how it’s going? What roadblocks are coming up to make it more difficult. And do you cave (like I just did) or do you persevere?
I’m going to be honest. 20 minutes later the sun came out. And not a little Seattle sunbreak, but full on came out. I was in the midst of my squats and jumping jacks interspersed with sit ups…so I just laughed at the trick and saw the error of my ways… I forgot my pledge to myself to see my patterns that limit me and give them a sweet hug and then say in my man voice, “Now MOVE over. Mamma has work to do.”
I bet if unlike me you pushed through, you realized it feels even better than it used to feel when you weren’t being challenged so much.
This is no coincidence. There happens to be all this energy available to make deep lasting shifts right now. And of course, the choice is yours. Do you push through and show the universe who’s who? Or do you cave and give up the fight and stay stagnant in your life?
And when you choose the easier, and then realize the error of your ways…the simplest repair is simply to understand your choice, and decide with certainty to do it differently next time. And then of course, to do it!
The wind is bringing it.
The universe is turning up the heat.
Which choice will you make?
When Chocolate isn’t enough.
Where do you turn when your support structure crumbles?
Seriously, what do you do?
For instance, I’m not ashamed to say that I am having my once a month craving for chocolate and solitude. But when I grab the bar I lovingly have on hand for just this occasion, and look at it…and know that I don’t want it…
What? What do you mean you don’t want it? (Yes, I’m talking to myself here, hang in there, I’m sure it will make sense soon.)
So I look at my hand holding my usual manna and instead say out loud, “No thank you.”
I look at myself stunned. “What do you mean? What do we do then? How do we calm down then??”
Ok. This talking to myself thing is freaking me out. Especially since I have an audience…but the first me asks a great question.
When the thing that works to soothe us no longer satisfies, where do we turn? How do we self soothe? And when is it time to really look at our coping mechanisms and see if they are healthy deep down inside, or if they are just masking something deeper we should be addressing.
Ugh. Personal inner work. Sooooo tiring. It’s come to my attention lately that while I have blessedly missed the addiction to things like drugs and alcohol…I have been bitten by the bug for ceaseless self improvement and spiritual centerment.
So, since this is my blog and my chance to let my freak flag fly, I will offer up my thoughts in hopes that it triggers your thoughts…It has, as of today, come to my attention that my monthly chocolate and solitude craving has more to do with my feelings of discontentment within myself.
Did I run enough this week? Was I faster than last week? Did I see enough new patients this week? Did I have enough business in general this week? Did I make enough money? Did I keep my home clean enough? Was I a good enough friend? Was I a good enough Daughter? It goes on and on. And instead of looking at my true feelings around this, I eat chocolate and write depressing poetry.
So. In hopes that this makes sense to you…because it’s making really great sense to me…it’s like being high on <choose your substance> the awakening of clarity… I hereby forgive myself for all I thought I didn’t do, and create space to receive the knowingness I did exactly perfectly…leaving room to do even better next month, knowing what I do now.
And for all you out there….the same goes for you. For if we were perfect all the time
a) That would be insanely boring.
b) No one would like you.
c) you wouldn’t be human (and I really like you human…not that I don’t love your non-human parts…trust me I do.)
d) What would you have to learn from…and isn’t that what we are here for after all?
So I lovingly place my chocolate bar, whole, back in the drawer. Have a cup of tea instead. And smile warmly to myself for such a job well done. And if I don’t get out in the pouring rain to go running today…well, that’s ok.
Deep breath.
Self hug.
Isn’t self actualization grand?
The nature of wind
Love it? Hate in? Meh on it?
There are so many analogies to life itself I want to make right now. I feel like I’m back in College. All these huge beautiful ideas floating around my mind, trying to calm down enough to draw parallels and make connected conclusions.
You see that? That chaos of thought right there? That’s exactly what I’m talking about. It’s windy…it’s fast moving and sly…so fast you can’t exactly pin it down but you know it’s there.
Like that famous paper bag floating in the wind from American Beauty. Wow, remember when that film came out? Totally and completely amazing, right?
There…that’s wind. Pushes the next thought right in without regard for it’s forefather….
What is wind good for?
It blows the cotton off the cottonwood trees…which is either good or bad depending if you have allergies or not. But even if you do, the cotton floating on the wind in the sunshine really is one of nature’s truly and thoroughly romantic beauties.
It turns the big wind-turbines and can be harnessed for energy….(that reminds me of that commercial for Geico where the man has trained the hamsters to row in order to power his internet. Again, windy.)
It powers the sails on a sailboat creating a petroleum free “vehicle.”
It blows up Marilyn Monroe’s dress.
It makes the trees, and plants and grasses dance so eloquently.
It makes running 3 miles feel like running 6 if it’s coming at you, or like 2.8 if it’s behind you….
Basically, Wind is a change agent.
It always changes things.
And it doesn’t apologize for doing it.
And i can’t stress enough how important it is now to shift, and change, and let go and and be in the flow. How important it is to move and relocate and be light on your feet. How important it is grasp quickly and make the changes that need to be made accordingly.
So on this windy day, as I’m reminded that I still have a 5K to run today wind or not…I wanted to just remind us, weather we like the wind or not, there are lessons to be learned from all of nature.
And let us not forget, since I am feeling super sappy today…
Dust in the wind
All we are is dust in the wind
Oh, ho, ho.
e out!
More on the Yumminess of Words
I was thinking today how everyday I say or hear a word that just makes me stop and think. In the summer, it’s more light that stops me in my tracks…like the way a sunbeam will hit a leaf…and then the wind will move the leaf and the shadow changes so dramatically. And in that moment I get lost in the wonderment and possibilities of light…
It’s simply, delicious. And that is the word I’m stuck on today. Delicious. Waking up legs entwined with my love, sunlight streaming across the bed, his arm wrapped around me, his breath in my ear and my first thought is love, of course, but I take it all in, and it all seems so delicious.
And then breakfast and tea, and the steam and the smells and laughter as I remember a dream and try to share it, and the moment…it seems so…delicious.
Then listening to music as it wafts around me like mist and then penetrates my soul and I move without even knowing I’m moving and all of it is so remarkably delicious.
And it goes on and on….I glance at a post on facebook and someone has actually typed the word delicious and now I feel the connection between all things and marvel at the subtle deliciousness….
So…whoever is reading this…whoever stumbled onto this tasty blog about nothing and everything, I wish you a day filled with words that feed your soul and leave you lighter than air to ponder the brilliance and connection and obviously, the sheer yumminess available in every moment, if only we pay attention…and allow just a tad of creativity to taint the moment the most brilliant shade of divine.
Simply. Delicious.
