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, 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?

Monday, April 4, 2016

Music Monday! She Blinded Me With Science

I heard this on the radio the other day, and it made me want to bring back Music Mondays.
I love when old songs pop up, songs from the great days of this new channel - MTV!

That day, this song made me think of my son, the "science-y" one. (a term coined by my artfully creative daughter, the Art major, who was explaining her difficulty in a required science class, Psychology 101 - "yeah, the science-y stuff I dont' get).

He was explaining to me what he was wanting to study in graduate school - Molecular Biology and Bio Technology. Of course, he went in to more detail, all of which I listened to, probably looking like a lost child trying to keep up.

I am fiercly proud of my son, who is about to graduate with a Bachelors of Science degree in Biology, for his brilliant mind and passion for "science-y stuff" (including cellular biolgy and DNA sequencing). I just can't wrap my head around most of it. But I will always listen, with the glass-eyed "what the heck are you talking about?" look. I will never fully understand it, but I will always listen.

And, yes, I will now always associate this great song from the early MTV days, way back in 1982, with my "science-y" son.

[And yes - I have used this song before for Music Monday! But in a totally different way. (with my other "science-y" son, who now is into Computer Science!) It may have been a One-Hit Wonder, Number 13!, but it is entertaining enough to post many times, and if I think about it, many many songs make me think of my kids. ]