Feelin Cozy

It's cold outside.  There is a little southwest in my heart.  But not necessarily by geography, I just love the colors!

Sometimes one just has to let things be.  Live with them a while and see how the color feels.  When I spotted this fabric at Calico Corners, I just knew they would fit my little former sunroom chairs which have now become living room chairs.  And a good time to bring more color into the room.

From the south by the slider on the left.

 Also from the south facing the opposite wall to the right.  The pictures just don't do it justice but you get the picture.

Now if only I could find something to hire the flat screen wires. Those little red pillows on the floor belong to my little buddies, two cocker spaniels.

Four Questions

 

 

In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions:

When did you stop dancing?
When did you stop singing?
When did you stop being enchanted by stories?
When did you stop finding comfort in the sweet territory of silence?

~ Gabrielle Roth

— with Heidi Landsberg.

Mindfulness

A more than gloomy day.  Nearly forty degrees.  A friend calls who is doing me a favor in North Carolina.  We have a female talk.  Mostly about relationships. I admire her honesty.

"I don't want to be alone."

I think about this.  I am uncoupled.  Maybe it is a choice.  I sometimes wonder.  It is far better than being in a lousy relationship.  There are lots going around.  And lots of people who are afraid to leave.  They stay and are miserable. 

I'm not feeling especially well today.  There are no complications in my life or health.  I am more than well.  Except for my thoughts.  They stray.  And come back. A cycle.  Or not.

Andy Puddicombe talks about a subject dear to my heart.  Please listen:

http://www.ted.com/talks/andy_puddicombe_all_it_takes_is_10_mindful_minutes.html

Consciousness Rising

Compelled to write isn't easy.  We write because we have to.  So many feelings, thoughts, angsts, joys.  Somehow putting them on paper eases the way.  At least it does for me.  It validates my experience.

When I write, I know I have to soften it at times.  If you see some angst on here, know I will lighten it soon.  I hope I have done that for you.

Reading another blog which I enjoy lately has been about the atrocities on women worldwide. I nearly said 'systematic atrocities' because that is what they are.  This blogger grows tired with social networking and goes there less and less.  Most of what I read is just blah blah blah.  The comings and goings of the day.  It doesn't raise the human condition.  At times, it is interesting.  If there is nothing else to do.  I don't care if people know what I am doing.  I know what I am doing.  That is more than enough.  I only answer to myself.  Money has never been any motivator.  Doing things for the highest good has been.

I've always live within myself.  It's easier that way.  I can feel the consciousness rising amidst the hum drum of this life.  I feel it in the quiet, the solitude.  I am doing more of that.  Drama has no place in the people we are becoming.  Quiet does. 

Happy weekend.

Whadda Mind!

Amit Goswami, Ph. D. is a retired professor from the theoretical physics department of the University of Oregon in Eugene, where he had served since 1968. He is a pioneer of the new paradigm of science called “science within consciousness”.
Goswami is the author of the highly successful textbook Quantum Mechanics that is used in Universities throughout the world. His two volume textbook for nonscientists, The Physicist’s View of Nature traces the decline and rediscovery of the concept of God within science.
Goswami has also written many popular books based on his research on quantum physics and consciousness. In his seminal book, The Self-Aware Universe, he solved the quantum measurement problem elucidating the famous observer effect while paving the path to a new paradigm of science based on the primacy of consciousness.
Subsequently, in The Visionary Window, Goswami demonstrated how science and spirituality could be integrated. In Physics of the Soul he developed a theory of survival after death and reincarnation. His book Quantum Creativity is a tour de force instruction about how to engage in both outer and inner creativity. The Quantum Doctor integrates conventional and alternative medicine.
In his latest book, God is Not Dead we explore what quantum physics tell us about our origins and how we should live.
In his private life, Goswami is a practitioner of spirituality and transformation. He calls himself a quantum activist. He appeared in the film“What the Bleep Do We Know“, “The Dalai Lama Renaissance“, and the award winning documentary “The Quantum Activist“.

http://www.amitgoswami.org/pbs/

A Good 2013

All set to marguerita in my humble abode last night, I was more than ready.  A lasagna dinner had been completed and even a small glass of wine.  The abode had been vacuumed and rearranged a bit.  Yes, I still do that but to a lesser extent now.  Admiring a swatch for the new wicker chair cushions due to arrive in the next month there was a knock at my door.

The peephole didn't realize anything but a female face.  I opened the door and to my delightful surprise, a new young friend stopped by.

"Why aren't you downstairs in the Community Room?  Everyone is there."

"Oh, I thought maybe it was a private party."

"No way, there are twenty plus people, get yourself down there, girl."

We chatted for twenty minutes and I followed her downstairs.  Everyone...every one asked me where I had been.  People came up and asked me what I wanted to eat or drink.  Even sat down by me.  Before long, everyone got into the conversation.  It was more than cute. They were concerned.  I liked that. 

Then a few people mentioned my license plate and registration had expired on my automobile. Can I say I was more than shocked?  The people who registered by car told me otherwise since  I had re  Just when I thought I had finished transferring all the legal schmegal stuff this month.  They told me because I renewed within three months of  birthday month when these would to expire, these items would be good for fifteen months.  It did seem odd. I inquired in person and on the phone no less than three times to ensure the clerk was correct.  But states vary so I took her at her word.

My new friend will drive me to the town hall early tomorrow morning.  It's going to be a good 2013.  I already feel it.

It's Snowin in New Hampsha

Tis only December.  Local folks say this is a mild winter.  That it will continue mild.  So far, it has been very pretty.  Especially in the confines of this apartment complex.  I don't have to shovel.  I already pay for it.  That is a very good thing.

Before snowplows, folks spent hours removing the white stuff.  Tales are told that people would wake up at 3 a.m. just to keep up with the powder.  So they could get to work, so they could get out.  That would continue with whoever was in the house all day.  It wasn't an easy life.  People did find romance with the unique snow flakes.  No two are the same.  Nature is like that.

I had planned to go fabric shopping in Massachusetts today. Some forty-five minutes south to a shop I like.  That may have to wait until the following week.  I am learning to go with the flow in north country.

I am told the warmth begins in May. MAY???!!  My southern sensitivities will have to adjust.  Soon.  My thoughts turn to finding a warmer winter climate.  Three months should do it. 

But until then, being outside in a snowfall makes me laugh.  Such joy!