I must remember that what I say is not always what the listener hears, and we may not be having the same experience even though we’re side by side.

The Nuthatch

Yesterday afternoon I had the coolest experience in the garden.  I’d just moved the sprinkler from one section of the garden to another and 3-4 little grey/blue/white wren-like birds began landing on branches in front of me and darting from branch to branch and to the waterpot, over and over.  They took drinks and preened right in font of me, I could have reached and touched them.  I was walking when they began doing it, so I stood still to see how long they would stay.   It was such a cool moment!  I love my NOW.  Even now.  And now, too.  I wonder what the birds were, does anyone know?  They were definitely a blue/grey/white, not brown, and otherwise looked like wrens. My bird book only shows brown wrens. They are thumb sized (including wings and head) and they kind of hover but are not hummingbirds.  On Facebook, Rhonda Gaylord suggested it might be the blue-gray gnatcatcher and they look real silimar but a little bigger.  Galpal Suzanne Richmond suggested a nuthatch and  I see that’s exactly what they are.

I hate to waste food, but I’ve learned to discard it rather than eat the few bites left just to not waste them.  My tummy thanks me, my hips thank me and my clothes thank me by fitting perfectly.  Who knew at 59 I’d be thrilled with how my butt looks in jeans?   I wrote in Counting Carbs — I Won’t Do That Again “The last thing I want to do when I’m an old chick is drag around some fat and sick body while I’m trying to have my fun adventures.”

If you could begin again now, with no responsibilities from the past, no debt, no family obligations, what would you do?  The money doesn’t matter and you can bring from the past anything you’d like.  What would you do?

When you get derailed in conversations with friends, is that because you’ve got a thinner rail, or because they are closer to the ground and have less fear of falling?

I had a fun day Saturday, driving around Melbourne with Bryan Tilford, delivering the June Horizons Magazine to Creative Energy, Aquarian Dreams, Nature’s Market and Herb Corner.   We had fun goofing off and on the way home went to Chili’s for lunch.  We had chicken ceasar salads and made little sandwiches out of the croutons and shaved parmesean cheese.  When I got home I crashed out from 5:00pm til 1:00am.  When I woke up and reached for my glasses, they were missing. How can my glasses be missing, when all I did was nap in the big puffy chair? I felt all around me within arm’s reach and nothing.  Not in the chair, not on the floor. I got up and retraced my steps.  Increasingly I don’t need my glasses, so I’ve taken to laying them down, but usually only in obvious places where I can’t miss them.  Interestingly enough, my glasses from last year were also missing and I had to use a pair of designer eyeglasses from the 1970’s that made me look like Fearless Fly.  The new glasses are so lightweight and rimless that I needed to wear glasses in order to find them.  And voila, there they were.  Apparently when I was in the kitchen feeding Izzy, I’d tossed them in the trash.   That’s a new one. Continue reading →

I love it when I meet someone for the first time and we both get that we’ve known each other for lifetimes and are just reconnecting in this one.  And even better: when our issues and neuroses complement each other and don’t overlap.  Better still when we can call each other on our stuff and laugh about it and no one takes it personally and gets ticked.  That’s huge.  I have a few friends like that and it’s always nice to come across a new one.

I was speaking with a friend the other day and rubbing her fingers for her.  As I rubbed over the knuckles, I felt hot spots and got the distinct impression she was having a problem she didn’t need to be having.  She told me she had arthritis and my first impression was “you don’t have to have it.”  I know not to say that to just anyone, so I held my tongue.  We’ve not yet had the conversation about how thought and belief affects and programs your physical body and how pretty much any physical condition can be reversed by change of diet and change of thought.  When she said arthritis, my inner intuition said, “she doesn’t have to have this and it can go away for her pretty quickly by eliminating something she eats.”  Then my human thoughts turned to how can I have this conversation with her when she is not asking for my input?  I try not to give unsolicited advice, since that’s a good way to alienate friends who think you’re acting like a know it all.  But I was interested enough to Google arthritis and see what foods are known to contribute to it.   I don’t know her eating habits except she does not eat red meat nor drink alcohol, coffee or tea.  My mother suffered with arthritis for years and she had a fast food and processed food diet.  The info I learned could have eliminated all that pain for her.  Here’s what I found: Continue reading →