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Saturday, August 18, 2018


When I learned that Aretha Franklin had her first child at the age of 12, and her second kid at the age of 14, my heart ached all the more for her. Having a crappy childhood doesn't necessarily mean you are forever doomed and become a lifelong victim. For some, like Aretha did, they find a way to soar beyond the hurdles placed in their path. Their perseverance allowed us to look up to the sky and hear a voice filled with hope, passion, and a bit of wonder.
Aretha Franklin
She shared the gift of her voice for the world to enjoy. And we did. Thanks, Aretha.

Friday, August 10, 2018

You Are Here - Around the World in 92 Minutes

The Canadian astronaut, Chris Hadfield, has put together some of the photos he took while in space. He compiled them into book titled "You Are Here - Around the World in 92 Minutes." It is an incredible book from a perspective that most of us will never have. This is the world we call home.

Thursday, August 9, 2018

San Francisco now has its own Grand Central Station

Bay Area gains new icon with San Francisco’s ‘Grand Central Station of the West’ in downtown San Francisco.
Photo from the East Bay Times

Wednesday, August 8, 2018

California Fires

I live in the bay area of California - near San Francisco. The fires are far away from where I live, but our air is also totally gray and filled with smoke. We can no longer see the stars at night and the atmosphere in the day shines a pale glow of misty orange. It is also hot, hot, hot. And dry. This is not normal.

Each morning in my meditation, I direct subtle energy of Qi (chi) to the firefighters to give them strength. I also direct and send Qi to those who have lost their homes, and visualize blanketing them in loving support. My efforts to direct Qi to try and contain the fires were thwarted when I heard a voice tell me these dramatic weather patterns would continue until we humans recognize the fact we are connected. The lesson is to respect and partner with the earth rather than trash and abuse it. 

To prevent these dramatic weather changes from becoming our new normal, we really must step up our participation in reversing global warming and getting control of our chemicals and garbage. 

Monday, August 6, 2018

Flatliner - the song of death in the exercise playlist

Each of the aerobic instructors chooses their music station for the water exercise workout class. One of the instructors chooses music that is about beer, trucks, girls, sex, a breakup, and then back to the booze. In other words, he chooses country music.

One of the songs we hear during EACH AND EVERY class is "Flatliner."
Someone turned to me while she was doing her leg lifts and asked, "Are they saying flatliner? Is this song about death??"

I responded, "No, it's about date rape".

Someone else responds back, "No, I think it's a boy whose heart stops."

We each have our own opinions about the song. When I hear this song, my mind pops up an image of the former Stanford swimmer, Brock Turner, who drugged, then raped, a young woman behind the dumpster. In my mind, I see Brock kneeling over his prey, an unresponsive female who looks to be flatlined. I see him gloating and using his power over her, similar to Bill Cosby drugging his victims for his own pleasure.

I know, the song says nothing about rape, per se. This is just how my mind deals with the word flatline - a gut wrenching image of a woman being victimized by a man and on the verge of death suddenly pops in my head when I hear that word. 

The song 'Flatliner' is supposed to be a romantic country song, but for many of us in our water aerobics class, we try and tune it out as it reminds all of us about death. 

Stop Rewarding Bad Behavior

We teach and guide our children to use good behavior by letting them know when their behavior is unacceptable and then we do what we can to stop fueling that negative behavior. We should use these same parenting principles with our leaders who use bad and negative behavior, such as lying,  divisiveness, and encouraging hate.

I appreciated this interview and perspective from Jennifer Rubin, a conservative pundit, who is recommending the Press no longer attend or broadcast the Presidents rallies and press briefings. Why? Because of the lies and how it fuels more hate.

I agree with Ms. Rubin's recommendation. If we don't make any changes in how we deal and approach this bad behavior from these leaders, we can expect the fuel of hate and lies to continue. We need to stop rewarding the bad behavior.

Tuesday, July 31, 2018

Bring Back My Body to Me

Our little 3 year old grandkid is quite the showman. This is one of her dramatic singing renditions of a new song she must have picked up at the doctors office - "Bring back my Body to Me" - until she then gets distracted, by her body....

Thursday, July 26, 2018

Paying Attention to Cricket Sounds

I get up rather early on most days to meditate, and in this summer heat, I often hear the sound of a cricket in the backyard, rubbing its legs and projecting its noises into the open night air at 3 AM. Occasionally, I will focus on that chirping sound as I go deeper into my meditation. But what I have found surprising is that when I reach that "deep meditative state" those chirping sounds always stop.

At first I thought it was the meditation that was preventing me from hearing those chirping sounds, but what I have learned is that the cricket stops chirping when I reach a certain point in my meditative state. It seems like that cricket senses a change in the air and stops for some reason.

This has happened for over a month now, and with each early morning meditation.I thought this was a rather interesting discovery.

Tuesday, July 24, 2018

Failing at this Retirement Thing

I can't believe it, but it is true. I am totally failing at this retirement thing.

I had all these plans and expectations about what I was going to do when I retired. I made goals, lists, and set up memberships. I set up lunch dates and even got a pet - well, it's a pet rock, but still. I have something counting on me each day. Anyway, I then took the retirement plunge and now find I am the middle of this vast sea of nothingness. I now recognize I've been doggie paddling in a circle and now just want to climb onto my inflatable mattress with an umbrella drink, and just do nothing at all. I think the way to go is to just become a total and committed slug.