I  get a kick out of guys I’ve known for decades – who typically kinda ignore me – turning flirty when I wear a snug dress and makeup for a change – it’s just me in here, guys.

Sunday, June 21, 2009.  I just finished the July Horizons Magazine.  Yay, now I have time to play!  Wait, it’s 3:30am – where is everybody when I have time to play?  Right now, all I want to do it go eat some Monk’s Bread raisin toast with Earth Balance and honey and cinnamon on it, and then maybe sleep half the morning.  Enjoy your Sunday.

I just made the most amazing salad: chunk watermelon, diced tomato, sliced strawberries, some slivered red onion, fresh basil from the garden, chopped romaine and a little feta cheese. A few chopped calamata olives, olive oil, lemon and coarse ground pepper – yum!

Cartoon entitled Layoffs at the Plant. The stalk says to the tomato: “We have to let you go.” If it stays there, it will rot and die. Like us.  So it’s good news when we get laid off.  That means we’re juicy and ripe for what we are meant to do next.

Saturday June 20, 2009.   The front courtyard outside my office window is filled with birds and squirrels and butterflies like a Disney movie. All we need now is for Bambi to step in and a butterfly land on her nose.

Saturday, June 20, 2009.  Today I am going into the home stretch with the July Horizons Magazine. I’ve been late finishing it because I spent last weekend at the Universal Lightworkers’ Conference.  Although I was up in my room working through half of the conference, I still had all the last minute calls and ads to deal with this week.  Half of my advertisers have paid 3-6-12 months in advance, so their ads get placed ahead of time.  The deadline is the 10th, so it is on the 10th that all the calls start coming in.  I think that’s funny, because usually the magazine has left my hands by the 15th, and I get a week of last minute phone calls after it’s gone. Many of the calls are from new people, but a lot of them are from people I’ve know for the entire 17 years I’ve done the magazine.  Some of them I’ve told a dozen times a year for a dozen years that the magazine is out of my hands by the 15th, that the deadline is the 10th, yet it seems they never hear that.  Then I realized why.  Usually when they are calling at the deadline, they are really calling for info rather than to place the ad.  So their question is not really, “am I in time to place an ad?”  Their bigger question is “Can you help me reframe my perception about what it is I do and why it is important and why anyone would need it, and put it into words in an ad for me? Continue reading →

Wednesday June 17, 2009.  I saw a documentary called Smile Pinki that showed The Smile Train team and the work they provide to the poor.  Set in rural India, the film says there are 35,000 children a year born with cleft lip and palate.  They do not know why it occurs but think it may be a nutritional deficiency, as it occurs in the poorest of families.  These doctors can perform the surgery in 45 minutes for a cost of just $250, and donors fund the charity work.  It is the largest cleft lip and palate surgery charity, serving 75 countries.  The film tracked the story of one indian girl and one Indian boy, both with severe cleft lip and palate.  Neither would attend school because the other kids mocked them.  The boy’s speech could barely be understood due to the severity of his cleft palate.  Both awaited dim futures of an impoverished, unmarried life.  The surgeries literally gave them new lives, and promises of a hopeful future.

Watching the film made me examine the work I do and its value to the world.