Sometimes a Day Rises Above Itself

Doing mindful meditation now. It helps. Would like to find a local class, but the only stuff around is mixed with new age crystals and aromatherapy. I’d prefer a purer approach. Mindful meditation, done correctly without the concomitant voodoo is my preference; I’m not so great wind chimes and organic incense. Morgen is now twice…

I took this picture of my garden on June 3, then kept forgetting to post it. The garden looks far different now. You can’t even see the cleome in the back at this point, but now it’s starting to really take off. The Canterbury Bells are on their last legs, though I’d read they’d keep…

Damn, why didn’t I do this years ago? I didn’t get rid of all the grey – it appears that some of the grey hairs are as resistent to change as I am. Still, 95% of it is gone. I was afraid of ending up with hair that was all the same color (which looks…

I seem to be going through one of my insomnia cycles again. I had hoped this would disappear when I got my replacement liver, but it seems I am not to be so fortunate. I did get a rather good score on Snood last night, but I’d rather have gotten some sleep instead. This weekend…

Quiet ChristmasI’m dreaming of a quiet ChristmasJust like the ones I used to knowWhere the radio is onBut we don’t listenTo hear carols about snow. I’m dreaming of a quiet ChristmasPlease let retailers see the light.May your days be merry and bright!And to all a very Silent Night. What can I say? Yeah, it’s post-Thanksgiving…

my mother’s 80th birthday. I’m sitting here with my first cup of tea of the day, musing on this. It’s a strange thing, the remembrance of the birthday for one who has died. There’s still cause for celebration, but I’m not sure the proper form the celebration should take. Going to the cemetary with a…