Archive by category "personal observations"

personal observations

Off To College Already? How’s That Possible?

Parenting is a two-way street. It's not only my girls I'm parenting. I have some learning and growing up to do too. Five airports, three hotels, thousands of miles, two car rentals, five college tours later, we got back home at 1am on Saturday morning. I was tired and sleepwalked through the day. Neal and I went to N.Haven to return the rental car and took the opportunity to go and sit at our favorite Mexican restaurant. Yes, there were margueritas involved. We needed this down time but, of course, we still got to talking about . . . well, the girls and colleges. The thing about ha...
Read More

In Between . . .

    Yesterday was a beautiful summer day; the kind of day that makes me wish that summer was everlasting. A far cry from the terrible, hot, humid, no good, record-hot days we've had so far. The sky was a brilliant, clear blue, the temperature was in the mid-eighties. It was a beautiful, lazy, summer day; the kind of day that makes you wish you were laying on a hammock, under the pine trees by the stream, listening to the buzzards, and gently drifting away. Yet, as I look towards the deck, I see leaves falling. There is already a thin layer of them covering it. The maples th...
Read More

Winds of change – On pillows and such

She must have been in her late seventies. I noticed her as I walked by, looking for a new pillow for a wicker chair I have in my office. She was being helped by a young woman and they were discussing pillows. She was trying to choose new ones for her couch. I soon found what I wanted and headed to another part of the store, then to the register to check out. The older woman was already there, completing her purchase of two pillows. As she was getting ready to leave, she turned to me and the young woman at the register and said . . . "I needed some color - a change. I've lived with th...
Read More

Beyond the obvious

On the fourth day, after Irene struck, we got our power back. It was a moment of celebration and relief mixed in with survivor's guilt. We finally had access to the news and were able to see the images of devastation Irene had inflicted. I couldn't get them out of my head. As the surge of excitement subsided, I realized how tired I was. Yet, things had to be taken care of. The refrigerator, for once, needed to be purged and scrubbed. The floors needed to be vacuumed and the laundry sorted. I made a pot of Earl Grey tea and sat on my favorite chair on the deck to enjoy it. A hot cup of tea! ...
Read More

Life behind the wheel

Earlier this morning, I was on my way to meditation. There was traffic but nothing crazy. Suddenly, a recycling truck cut in front of me. I stepped on the break and thought "Oh, dear!" Everything slowed down. I kept hoping he would turn somewhere but no, he stayed, right there, in front of me. As I was forced to slow down, I became aware of all the thoughts and emotions that this simple act had triggered. Here I am, going to meditation, and I'm getting annoyed over a truck. A truck! I took a deep breath and focused on what was right in front of me. A big, heavy, white, clunky truck! There wa...
Read More

Turn on the light!

On Tuesday evening, I sat to meditate, in honor of the winter solstice. It was my intention to sit still, breathe and be present in that very moment. I prayed for inspiration and guidance for this coming year. What I received was a deep sense of peace and acceptance. I'll be holding on to this experience and here's why. I usually drive myself crazy, trying to do it all well and produce the results I think I should. This last year, my focus has been on being mindful and accepting of what is instead of fighting against it. I've been focusing on doing what I can and not getting too hung u...
Read More

The pursuit of happiness

Making the choices that serve our life's priorities, goals, and values is not always easy or straightforward. We are constantly influenced by our peers, the conflicting messages in our heads, other people's expectations, the media, you name it. Caught as we are in the hamster wheel of everyday life, we keep going without taking the time to reevaluate our direction. We live in a society that's obsessed with the "personality" paradigm. There is a prevailing attitude of endless competition. People's sense of success is often based on the bottom line of their bank accounts, on how big a house the...
Read More

It’s the little things

I don't know who's reading my blog . . . if anyone. I made peace with this fact some time ago. Too much going on out there, in the World Wide Web. The percentage of getting lost in the crowd is higher than the percentage of being found. Add this fact to the speed at which everyone bounces around and you got a mute point. The reason I write is because I love to write and share my thoughts. One day, I may do something with all that I write. That day may be closer than I know but for right now, I write for me. It's for the sheer joy of sitting down and letting my thoughts go, then reigning them...
Read More

On a clear day you can see forever

Always loved this title - don't remember the movie very well but the title has stayed with me. It must be the idea of total clarity and panoramic view that I'm attracted to. A few years ago I took a trip to New Mexico and visited the cliffs of Puye. I remember standing on top of a cliff, outside a cave dwelling and looking out. The view was vast, clear and powerful. It must have been easy to feel humble standing up there. There were trees for as far out as I could see and a blue, blue sky that made my breath stop. It was a gift. We go from one thing to the next, hardly any time to loose. Oft...
Read More

Tribal thinking

Sports is not one of my passions. I leave that to my husband, a die hard Yankees and Celtics fan. A man of eclectic taste who makes no apologies. I find baseball too slow, basketball too fast and tennis just right! I managed to resist paying attention to all the hoopla about LeBron James. Not interested! Until Dan Gilbert's petty letter started circulating the web that is. I caught a glimpse of a couple of paragraphs and that's when I tuned in. There are many aspects of this that rub me the wrong way but then again, what's new? Then, there is the story about Nirupama Pathak, a 22 year old I...
Read More
Top