Be free-floating, allowing the situation to surround you, and be in it. Take in the full surroundings, including the temperature of the water.
This may bring incredible clarity, presence and focus. This is what is means to be a jellyfish.

Monday, June 13, 2016

Music Monday! Young Turks...Young Hearts....But Why Just the Young??

This song is on my 'Mom's Run Playlist - Fun' (as opposed to the 'Race' one or the plain one with a whole heap of songs that really aren't good to run to....)

I added it when my kids let me know about this AWESOME tool to make any YouTube video a file you can put on your (or on my hand-me-down) ipod, otherwise known as MP3 file. I went on a bit of a binge on YouTube of 80's music, and that is how this made the list. It actually has a good running beat! (much to the surprise of hubby that I would put ANY Rod Stewart song on a running playlist...needless to say, he is not a fan.)

So I was running, and at this point in the run I was concentrating on the words (it was hot, and I was tired). I remembered this song from my teenage years, where some of the lyrics were inspring to a young mind, who was a bit bored with the suburban life, and dreamed of more exciting things to come. Like this line:

"Young hearts be free tonight. Time is on your side,
Don't let them put you down, don't let 'em push you around,

don't let 'em ever change your point of view."

But as I ran, sweating, breathing heavy, and trying not to trip and fall into an oncoming car, I thought: "Why are these lyrics just for the Young?" 

I can say, I am not that young anymore. But, why should I not have a free heart? Why should I let anyone put me down, push me around? And certainly, no one is going to change my point of view, right? RIGHT!

These apply just as much now as they did then! 

"We got just one shot of life, let's take it while we're still not afraid.
Because life is so brief and time is a thief when you're undecided.

And like a fistful of sand, it can slip right through your hands."

Take any shot, never be afraid! Life is so brief, take risks, go for it!
There were times when I got complacent. Hubby and I got comfy in our place, even tho it was using up everyting we had saved. We didn't look far enough for a solution, and more of our savings were used. We reached a point where we just had to lose that fear, and expand our search, and take a chance. And we did! 

It was really the best thing we could have done. We gave it all up, sold almost everything, uprooted the family and moved to the one place we could make it work. It was over ONE THOUSAND miles away! It was a risk, it was a scary move, and it hasn't always been easy. But sometimes you DO have to take that shot. In our mid 40's we took that risk, and we hav enot regretted it. 

You are never too old. Time is a theif when you are undecided, no matter how old you are. So decide, and DO. Life is too short to sit still. 

Like a fistfull of can slip right through your hands.

Monday, May 16, 2016

Music Monday! Take A Walk

This song is included on one of my playlists for my run/walks - or Wogging (a term I just heard this past weekend at a 5k that I signed up to run, but ended up doing the walk with a jog in the middle mile. I love that term!)

My oldest son made me a playlist just for Wogging, in his smart-assy way included songs with the words walk or run in them, but this one actually has a great beat for walking.

The song also reminds me that taking a walk, run, or exercising in any way, really does wonders. It makes you exert energy, which lowers stress. It takes your mind off all those stressful things that have been bothering you - or else it helps you work through issues that you have been struggling with. 

If you are oustide exercising, it helps to remind you how awesome nature is - either the views, the rain, the hot, the cold, the earth and plants - awesome in positive and negative ways, all keeping you humble to its power. 

After you are done with your walk, run, Wogging, or any other excersise or exhertion, you feel great! You did it! Your mood is better, you are calm, you have a sense of accomplishment. 

So, next time you are irritable, and someone tells you to take a walk, no matter if it uses the F-word or not, do it! Get up, get out there, exhert, even if it only Wogging. You will feel so much better afterwords.

Monday, May 2, 2016

Music Monday ~ Digging In The Dirt

Take this as literal, as in actually digging in the dirt and sand.
The song relates to, as says Gabriel, "During this period I discovered the most unbelievable phenomena within myself, characteristics which I value for myself, but also characteristics with which I would rather not be confronted, like unlimited rage, or merciless hatred."

But no such rage or hatred was involved in this digging. Only curiosity and awe at the finds. This led to research, a digging of sorts, for information on practices long changed and nearly lost.

The site was next door to a cemetery, and after the earth and sand was greatly moved for a new development, these things were near the surface!

Very interesting finds, and the mind does want the stories that go along with such things. Thankfully, hubby is a pro researcher, having the interest and curiosity to search and search until every possible thing is found out, every possible theory, scenario, etc. At times, it is tough to keep up with him, but in the end he usually succeeds and we have a much clearer picture of our little treasures.

The full story would be a book, no doubt, so for now I will just say the theory is there was a settlement in this area as far back as the mid 1600's to early 1700's. Yes, these pipe pieces are suspected to be that old! We suspect part of a burial ritual.

It is a hobby that we all enjoy, finding little treasures. I have a whole bunch of pottery pieces that I have found just walking on the beach. The pieces are just rolling in the surf.  Some pieces we suspect to be very old, others still old but not as old. The shells, well they are just cool, along with the tiny little sea urchin shell found just washed up on shore.

Hubby has found rocks and glass and has amassed quite the collection. This glass collection he brought back the other day has old bottles, and we suspect pieces of an old glass buoey. 

And if there were better regulations here, developers would need to have an assessment done prior to their digging up the earth and sand. But, there is no such environmental assessments required, and the digging will continue, a large condo complex will soon cover any other evidence of a possible settlement. Most just see this stuff as garbage. "Progress" will continue.  Evidence of past lives will be buried, the stories with them.

It saddens me, sometimes enrages me, to think that the history will be lost. It seems the government is happy with the history the way they wrote it, and that is that. Our theories of their errors in history will be just ours, and we will continue to wander the beaches and pick up anything that catches our eyes, and perhaps do a little digging along the way. 

Because there IS value in digging in the dirt. Both existential, as Gabriel's song makes clear, and real value of touching the history, of learning of the past. 

Friday, April 29, 2016

Sunrise 4-29-16 - A Friday Unfolds

Sunrise 4-29-16
Apparently I only needed 6 hours of sleep last night. I was up at 4:30am. But, make the most of every situation, right? So when it started getting light, I popped out and put my feet in the cool sand, snapped a pic, and have high hopes this Friday, and weekend, are as spectacular as the view this morning. 

At the same time, I know I will be getting tired, and know that when I am tired, the grumps set in. I may just want to hide this afternoon, kinda like this wee little froggie I caught in the banana plant. 
Wee Little Froggie  Hiding
Sunrises and hiding froggies.....could either be a great story of beauty and nature, or a tale of impending doom. It will be interesting to see how this Friday unfolds.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Music Monday - (Give it to me, baby)

So, what comes to your head when you read that?

"Uh huh, uh huh!"


So when I told hubby "I brought you some coffee" to wake him up, he said "Give it to me, baby" to which I replied "Uh huh, uh huh" because, yeah, what else goes with that request?

And, all day, in my head, this song was. Yup, I was keepin' it real.


Monday, April 11, 2016

Music Monday - The Curse

Two weeks in a row, my Mondays have been "cursed."
I won't go in to the details of last week, let's just say just when I though things couldn't get worse, well they did. (I mean, a car accident in the middle of that bad day wasn't even the worst.....bad stuff kept happening!!!)

Thankfully last week ended 100 times better than it started, so I wasn't even worried this morning.
I did my normal morning routine, get the coffee pot ready and sit down and check emails (and of course FB to 'see what was going on the "world"') while it was brewing. After 10 minutes, I realized I didn't hear the usual gurgling from the coffee maker. Yup, didn't turn the damn thing on. Annoying at best, I had not though much more of it.

Then, while getting ready for work, I was sipping coffee. Yes, in the bathroom, which I have already heard is a "no-no", "unsanitary", "you know better", etc. But then, the worst part is, this is what happened.

It slid off the back of the toilet (I know, I know, gross, yes , I won't do it again) and I broke my recently favorite, cool and interesting Bermuda mug. {Only recently favorite because I broke my other former favorite mug....}

I became very fearful of how the rest of the day would play out. I mean, I had this feeling of dread, this fear that something truly awful was going to happen. So much stress and things going wrong has made me a tad emotional at the drop of a hat, and perhaps a bit irrational in the face of things going wrong.

I began believing my Monday's were cursed. After last week, that Monday was so bad, and then the start to today, I now have this irrational fear that the day is just going to get more terrible and awful. The cursed Monday.

Thank you, Disturbed, for having a song to say everything I was thinking this morning.
I sure hope I am wrong....

**By the way, be sure to watch their "The Sound of Silence" video. This has given me an all new respect for this somewhat hardcore band.

Sunday, April 10, 2016

Slow Sunday

I commented to hubby this morning, "there is nothing better than having coffee with you, out here, on a Sunday morning".
"Bee Happy"photo courtesy of Raige Creations.
I totally felt that, right then, in the moment. I was truly enjoying my slightly sweetened and slightly creamy coffee, after a very good 3.1 mile run (I went past our place to get over the 3 mile mark....yes I was that runner today), and just relishing the moment (even tho hubby was trying to talk least favorite subject).

I feel I should add - this was all before 8am! I just realized at that moment, I was thankful for the slow Sunday we were enjoying.

You might say, "SLOW? you call getting up before 6am and running 3 miles slow?"

And to that I say, "YES!!"

I could get out of bed at my leisure, not because I HAD to at that moment. I got to go for that run, and witness a most beautiful sunrise, and watch an older gentleman line-fishing off shore in the forefront (I so wished I had a camera!). I could come home and have my coffee on the porch, with hubby. I did not have to rush anywhere. I could savour the moment. 

And what do I have planned for the rest of the day? Nothing, really, other than cooking a fairly easy dinner.

A nice, slow Sunday.

Oh, I might plan Music Monday too, thankful to get back to publishing a few little blogs here and there. But again, at my leisure. Nothing to rush to do.

It really has me thinking: Why aren't we thankful more often? Why don't we take the time to enjoy those little wonderful moments we experience? 

Slow things down, and take this slow Sunday to savour those little moments. Today, my was was with coffee and conversation. What is your way?