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.

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

Two for Tuesday! I Will Buy You A New Life with One Hit Wonder

It's another installment of 'get this song into your head - so it gets out of mine'.
And a bonus Two for Tuesday, because I just didn't have time to hit "publish" on this blog yesterday.

We have this album, Everclear's So Much for the Afterglow, released in 1997, and it got put in the CD player the other week.

Yes, we are old-skoolin' it with actual CD's in a CD player.
(Not completely okd-skoolin' it with an AM Radio though)

As you may have forgotten, when you start a CD player, it plays only the songs that are in there. I do think we are lucky to have a 5 disc player, and I believe it does have a shuffle feature, but that is not set at the moment so it plays one CD, moves on to the next, repeat 5 times. Also, if you forgot, it is kind of a pain to find CD's you actually want to listen to from your 15-25 year old, rather large and vaired collection. So you put in a set of 5 CD's and there they stay for weeks.

So, this CD has been in the player, getting played again and again and again. It is actually a great CD to listen to from start to finish, not one song that you cringe to or want to skip. But, the songs do play over and over in your head as well.

Add to this the fact that we did more gardening this past weekend, and bam, "I will buy you a garden where your flowers can bloom..." is playing in your head, over and over, as you are planting the plant with flowers that will bloom.

The "new car, perfect shiny and new", would be nice as well. My ancient beater of a car is shaking rather oddly lately.

And that "big house in the west hills" ? Yeah, I do love the mountains so add that to the list.

Over and over the lyrics play. So give it a listen, I give it to you so I can get it out of my head.

The bonus song, One Hit Wonder, also is a sticker.

Especially when one comes home to their hubby painting on 5 small canvas boards at once, (I know I mentioned before he is an artist) all spread out on a table in the middle of his workspace, which just happens to be off the kitchen on the way to the living room. So, I walk in, the stereo is BLASTING loud, like at volume 52, to this song and he is there shaking his wee little booty like no tomorrow (or as they say here 'wee little bonky') singing along.

"They can't hurt you unless you let them
I will say it again
They cannot hurt you unless you let them"

Tru Dat! 
The lyrics talk about Loopy succeeding and making it to the big time. Only he can determine whether or not he can survive, which leaves him in control, which is what he wanted in the first place.
Sounds about right for a motivational song for an artist.

And good luck getting that chorus out of your head. Just typing the lyrics makes it play in my head.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Thursday Thought of the Day ~ Your Mind Will Quit......

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My mind was the one that had the bright idea to try the early morning Cross Fit class.
I knew I had to do it, get back to seriously exercising, but I was afraid.
I had not been to Cross Fit since the end of May.
Plus, I did very little in the way of any other exercise.
I stopped getting up early for run/walks.
I hardly walked on the beach.
Swim? Nope.
Kayak? Once.

Eat? Hell yeah! I ate. I ate pizza, fried fish with French fries (yumm), and more pizza, had cookies, pies, ice cream. I even broke down and had a Wendy's burger with French fries (yummm). (I LOVE French fries)


By yesterday, after polishing off half a pie in 2 days, I was downright feeling fat, disgusted with myself. Now, I DID enjoy everything I ate. I made sure to. I knew all along it would catch up with me. And yesterday it did. I felt like I was rolling down the hallways at work, sloshing around the house. When I sat I felt like Jabba the Hutt.

I know this is largely all in my head, but I sure felt it. Add to it the fact that my balance started getting worse, making me feel like I was drunk by losing balance in the shower, going down stairs, having trouble getting up from a crouched position, etc. It was time for some action.

So I did it. I consulted hubby, and the sweetie he is supported me 100%, even said he would get up before 5:30am with me so I could get out the door and be there by 6am. (In reality, I think he noticed me fluff up and finally admitted that me working out isn't such a bad thing.....) (He did not actually get up with me, as it turns out. He didn't come to bed till 3am - he was creating some artwork (!) so I forgive him)

I spent the whole of yesterday afternoon afraid, anxious, a sort of nervous dread. I knew what Cross Fit was like. I was in for a hard WOD (workout of the day for those of you not familiar with Cross Fit jargon). So I had to keep reminding myself: My mind started this whole thing, my body would be just fine.

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Well? Was it fine, you ask?
Well, yes it was! I didn't sleep well, for fear of oversleeping and missing the class, but I made it there, and I survived. Dare I say it, but I really enjoyed it! YES, I really did. I even thought I could have used a heavier weight! True: I am sore and I am tired. If I sit for more than 10 minutes it hurts to get up. But I survived. And to top it all off, I heard Journey's Don't Stop Believin' on the radio on the way home......I won't stop believin', rock on! I could not have planned that if I tried.

So, I am going to go back. Next week, Thursday early morning class. The early morning workouts really are pretty good. There is some logic to 'get it done and out of the way' so you can get on with your day. It is not a crowded class either. Only truly crazy people can get their asses to the gym for Cross Fit at 6am. And have just as crazy hubby's who support that crazy. Again, thank you, hubby.

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Monday, July 18, 2016

Music Monday! Thank U

Not often enough do we say it.
I started this blog last night, thinking how thankful I am, despite the all the stresses and unknowns.
It was a very nice weekend, time spent with family relaxing and doing some fun stuff too, so this song seemed to be perfect. I WAS thankful, content.
But then, this morning - not enough sleep is never a good way to start the day - I could feel the grumpies set in. I was in a foul mood.
Then I remembered I was going to use this song.

At first, I thought - No way, this does NOT fit today at all.
I almost wrote it off completely, wasn't going to do a blog at all, but then I thought about the song.
The questions in it suggesting we just be thankful. Why not? How bout it?

How bout stopping eating when I'm full up

How bout me enjoying the moment for once

How bout remembering your divinity

Well, how bout pushing the grumpies right out?
How bout approaching the day with seeing things through eyes of gratitude instead of through the eyes of things not going according to my plan or how I thought they should go.
How bout just concentrating on the beautiful things, the things that make me happy, and not give merit to the things that were irritating me? Which this morning was nearly everything. Everything irrelevant to a happy life - like putting your dirty cups by the sink, and the napkins you use actually in the garbage, and the full dishwasher that needed to be emptied, and the fact that I got a little over 3 hours sleep and have to go grocery shopping later. Why were these things so irritating to me?
How bout being thankful?

These things are not things that sour our lives, at least they certainly don't have to.
Look at the day through grateful eyes and those little things mean, well, very little.

So I let go of the grumpies. Instead I concentrated on the wonderful things I do have.

And you know what? My day got a little more pleasant, I felt the grumpies float away. I could get through this day, and it will be great, especially if I remembered how thankful I should be, remembered all the little things that are actually pretty great, which honestly outnumber the things that are irritating. I gave more weight to the great little things than the irritating little things. I started finding the good in even less than good situations.

The moment I let go of it was the moment
I got more than I could handle
The moment I jumped off of it
Was the moment I touched down.

Thank you disillusionment
Thank you nothingness
Thank you clarity
Thank you, thank you silence.

Thank you Alanis, for reminding us to be thankful.

Friday, July 15, 2016

Friday Find - Stories, A Stormy Start, Snails, Plants, Flowers, and Coffee (or late coffee really)

Taking a minute to take stock of the week. It boils down to: Stories, A Stormy Start, Snails, Plants, Flowers, and Coffee (or late coffee really). Sounds nice and simple, right? Even if a little horrifying (late coffee....). But dang I am tired. It has been a long week!

Stories: I did manage to get some writing in, but I have to wait to share because it will be published (!) on this great site, Women Who Live On Rocks. It is a site featuring a fabulous group of women who, well, live on rocks. It is a collaboration of funny women writers celebrating the humorous quirks and eccentricities unique to island living. (See regular postings on the Facebook page.)

It will be my first article published there, and I am so excited to have a new outlet. Hubby stumbled across this site, and thought I would like to expand my writing a bit. As hubby said, it is more a story telling style, which he knew I would find rather challenging.

I also have been taking some photos, again, which I forgotten how much I like to do. So I am finding a wonderful relaxed joy in taking pictures on the whim. Mostly it is things I see right after I sit on the couch, out on the back patio or while sitting on the patio. So I just get up, grab the camera, and snap.

A Stormy Start: speaks for itself really. And YES, that is our kayak there, teasing me. Hubby even stenciled a jellyfish on it for me. Now, if I could only get out and use it more often.

Plants: I am ever thankful hubby has a green thumb. I love a lush porch.

Does anyone know the proper name of this tree hubby is growing? They call it a peanut tree here, but it does not grow peanuts - the seed looks just like one.

Snails. Tree climbing snails. They visit us each morning on the porch, usually at least 3 or 4 by the time I get up. Hubby says there are tons more before I get there, but I wonder if he sees snails that aren't there sometimes.....

Flowers: On this bush they are so incredibly fragrant! It flowers regularly, but not regularly enough that a new flower blooming doesn't make me smile. I always go and take a whiff.

Coffee, late. I woke up this morning, saw the flower, put all the water and coffee in the maker, and grabbed the camera to take the picture, then sat down waiting for that first, wonderful cup. After 15 minutes - nothing. DUH! I didn't press the power button. I uttered a few cuss words, pressed the damn button and plopped down waiting for that coffee, realizing it has been a long week. A good one, but long just the same.

I find I am so grateful for Fridays.