There are days when you wake it's challenging to get out of bed. You REALLY don't want to. Maybe the day's challenges seem overwhelming, or it's simply a drab-grey day that warrants a "pull-the-covers-over-your-head" moment.
Of course, most of us don't have the luxury of heeding the desire to stay in bed. This morning proved to be one of those days for me. It's a grey day and I didn't get much sleep last night with my mind racing through many (MANY) variables in my life. When I finally did succumb to sleep, it was not the good deep sleep that a gal needs.
So yes, it was hard to get out of bed this morning for me.
And then, as the sunlight grew in intensity, I could hear the faintest chirp. It was solo, but it was a welcome sound. I listened for some time, as the single chirp was joined by others. A smile crept to my tired face. Yes, that is a sound I love dearly, the morning choir of birds praising the start of a new day. Given that there are fewer birds in the winter, it's always a welcomed moment when the choir of birds return.
Today was that day.
As I lay there in bed a moment longer than I should have, I let myself be enveloped by the sounds of chirping birds. Sometimes it still surprises me what can inspire a moment of calm in my often chaotic world.
Moments enjoying the sound of spring arriving.
Moment knowing that I still have the ability to pause and appreciate!
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Monday, March 16, 2015
Wednesday, February 4, 2015
Moments 735: On fire!
I've officially been a full time student for a month now. It has been an interesting transition going from a full-time career driven person to a student. I've been an active working citizen since I was 15 and hey, if you include my paper-route, I was working, making money, since I was 11 years old. So imagine, having been a part of the work force for nearly 3 decades and then suddenly not being.
Yes. It's been an interesting transition.
But I have been enjoying it. I'm on fire with all my classes. Six of them actually. I only have 7 to finish off before I'm done my degree, so there is one straggler that I'll need to take this coming fall (but only because it's not offered in the winter!). It's so close I can IMAGINE the finish line. Only 72 days left before 98% of my degree is DONE. (Yes - I'm counting down!)
So how is it that I'm juggling 6 classes, marketing for a new book written by my most awesome guy and helping a friend out with his resume? Time Management. It's all about knowing what is coming, when it's due and how much time it's going to take to get things ready.
So what did I do to find balance in my new world? I created a spreadsheet. I know, I know, I get teased all the time for "putting my life" into a spreadsheet, but hey, it works! Six classes, colour coded with expected deliverable dates; it's a quick easy visual way to understand what is happening and how I need to focus my time. From that quick list, I set up weekly appointments detailing out all my readings and assignments that need to be done on a weekly basis. Whenever I have a spare moment, I have a textbook in hand reading.
So far, it's been an interesting shift. The first week, I was lazy about it. The second week I woke up and realized that this was real and happening and sorted myself out and started the "catch up game" with my list of "to do's". Last week, I started four projects, three of which were due this week and one big one due next week. It feels good to really dive in.
Yes, I'm on fire.
Here we go, blazing a trail.
Moments realizing that you have a new path.
Moments recognizing you are in the groove of that new path!
Yes. It's been an interesting transition.
But I have been enjoying it. I'm on fire with all my classes. Six of them actually. I only have 7 to finish off before I'm done my degree, so there is one straggler that I'll need to take this coming fall (but only because it's not offered in the winter!). It's so close I can IMAGINE the finish line. Only 72 days left before 98% of my degree is DONE. (Yes - I'm counting down!)
So how is it that I'm juggling 6 classes, marketing for a new book written by my most awesome guy and helping a friend out with his resume? Time Management. It's all about knowing what is coming, when it's due and how much time it's going to take to get things ready.
So what did I do to find balance in my new world? I created a spreadsheet. I know, I know, I get teased all the time for "putting my life" into a spreadsheet, but hey, it works! Six classes, colour coded with expected deliverable dates; it's a quick easy visual way to understand what is happening and how I need to focus my time. From that quick list, I set up weekly appointments detailing out all my readings and assignments that need to be done on a weekly basis. Whenever I have a spare moment, I have a textbook in hand reading.
So far, it's been an interesting shift. The first week, I was lazy about it. The second week I woke up and realized that this was real and happening and sorted myself out and started the "catch up game" with my list of "to do's". Last week, I started four projects, three of which were due this week and one big one due next week. It feels good to really dive in.
Yes, I'm on fire.
Here we go, blazing a trail.
Moments realizing that you have a new path.
Moments recognizing you are in the groove of that new path!
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Moments D730: Two Year Anniversary
Wow. I'm SERIOUSLY behind in getting this post up and out to the world. The last time I made time to add to the bottom of this milestone post, I was only a month off of when it was supposed to be posted. Now, now it's nearly 5 months late.
April 23 marked two years of writing my blog. If you believe me, I did actually start this post on April 23. Shameful. I know. From posting nearly every day for two years to silence for 150 days.
How on earth does that happen? I know it's my fault for not making the time, but I always thought I'd find/make the time "next" weekend, and....well, here we are.
First and foremost - I apologize. I've had a few readers reach out and ask where I've been. The long and short of it is that life has been busy and this entry was/is an important one for me.....I wanted to make sure that it was brilliant.
Why? Well, it's a milestone. This entry marks two years of writing my blog and I wanted to give it the respect and depth it deserved. The pause started with the fact that I really wanted to take the time to reflect on this moment. As I began to dig deeply into it, I realized I wanted to dig a little deeper yet and share that depth, after all, that very much reflects the point of this blog.
As I gathered my thoughts to share, I was slammed with life. My final exam from the winter semester. My fiance moving to Canada. My spring condensed class (aka 14 weeks of class in 7) started, finished and then began my summer condensed class. Add in some immigration shuffling, and a few ghosts into the mix and voila, I found myself buried with life. (It happens!)
Excuses, excuses. I know. I am sorry and frankly I have missed my self-reflection moments (almost as much as I've missed my morning workouts!). My moments to pause and reflect were like a breath of fresh air at the end of the day, even on the busiest of days. From that perspective, you can imagine how busy I've been. No real time to stop, pause and breathe.
Now, not only will my anniversary, milestone post not be brilliant, the delay of 5 months likely means not many will read it. Ah well, lesson learned.
Today, that changes. Today I finish up this post. Today I make a new promise to myself (and my readers I suppose, if any remain!), that I will continue with my blog, albeit not on a daily basis. As fall settles in (and I work away at my 35th class!), I find myself with much remaining on our plate for the coming months as EQ & I settle into our new life together. I hope, that we’ll find calm as fall turns into winter. (Hey, a girl can dream, right?) The point: I promise to not take another five months to post again!
My goal is to post at least once a week. When time allows, I’ll post more often (I do miss writing!), but realistically, I think once a week should be manageable.
Back to point.
THIS blog post is about a milestone anniversary. Two years of posts. Of course, I can't help but reflect at a milestone such as this, afterall, I didn’t know if I had it in me to keep dedicated to the goal I had set out for myself. The internalized goal: commit to write a blog-a-day for a year. That's all it was to be. A one year experiment.
My first blog dedicated to moments was inspired by my BFF sharing the "Book of Awesome" with me. It's funny how things get started sometimes! At first it was easy, but as my life shifted and evolved, it wasn’t always so. And then II hit my one year anniversary and I had a choice to make. Continue on, or stop.
Obviously, I chose the former.
So now to reflect upon this second major milestone in my blog adventure. The first question to pops to mind on such a milestone is: "What's the point to of all of this anyway?" This is quickly followed by has any of my words shared been helpful? To me? To others? Does any of it really matter?
I suppose, even upon reflecting and writing, I don't really have answers. It's all so very subjective. What do know, is that I've learned a few things during this experience. And some things I already knew have been reinforced by my sharing of words here in this blog.
I recently posted a summary of three things I am grateful for in my life on Facebook. Interestingly, I did this without really considering the blog posts I've shared over the past two years. You’ll see shortly the connection, but first, please indulge me to share my post from Facebook.
And that, I did. (In truth, he actually found me! Thank goodness for his patience!) EQ has been an incredible inspiration to my soul. No longer am I lost. I am now on a path of growth having been inspired by this incredible man to explore the world from a new perspective. I look forward to the many adventures we have yet to have. To have found this love, I am grateful.
This connection inspired me to dig into the statistics of my blog. You know me, I'm a numbers gal. I was curious to see how it all shook out, so I ran a couple of reports on my blog posts. Here’s a summary of tags from those posts. How incredible to see that my top four tags are about family, friends, EQ and love.
I was going to do a top 10 list, but then my favourite number is 12....so I went with it. It's a top 12 list. Here's how it shook out:
All in all, the blog sharing inspiring moments in my life filtered out to be about the amazing people around me. I think it's something that I've instinctively known for a long time - that people are the most important facet of my life, but now, NOW, I have empirical evidence. After two years of blogging about the positive moments in my life, it's my sweet love for EQ, for my amazing friends, my incredible family, and my ever fun and supportive co-workers & teammates. People.
So what have I learned in two years of blogging? Appreciate the smallest of bright moments, even on the darkest of days. And I've learned, or rather confirmed, that "my peeps" are the most important thing in my life. (This has been a standard answer in my arsenal when asked "What is life all about?"
Bottom line....share a smile wherever you can because we're all people looking for a brighter moment in the day. Share your words of love, respect and appreciation for the people you love, that respect and appreciate. Share the words more often than you may be comfortable with for two reasons (1) you never know when you might not get another chance and (2) we can never hear enough (or too much) how much we are loved, respected and appreciated. These are words of inspiration even on the darkest of days.
Much love and light you you, my readers.....my friends, my family and my dear EQ.
April 23 marked two years of writing my blog. If you believe me, I did actually start this post on April 23. Shameful. I know. From posting nearly every day for two years to silence for 150 days.
How on earth does that happen? I know it's my fault for not making the time, but I always thought I'd find/make the time "next" weekend, and....well, here we are.
First and foremost - I apologize. I've had a few readers reach out and ask where I've been. The long and short of it is that life has been busy and this entry was/is an important one for me.....I wanted to make sure that it was brilliant.
Why? Well, it's a milestone. This entry marks two years of writing my blog and I wanted to give it the respect and depth it deserved. The pause started with the fact that I really wanted to take the time to reflect on this moment. As I began to dig deeply into it, I realized I wanted to dig a little deeper yet and share that depth, after all, that very much reflects the point of this blog.
As I gathered my thoughts to share, I was slammed with life. My final exam from the winter semester. My fiance moving to Canada. My spring condensed class (aka 14 weeks of class in 7) started, finished and then began my summer condensed class. Add in some immigration shuffling, and a few ghosts into the mix and voila, I found myself buried with life. (It happens!)
Excuses, excuses. I know. I am sorry and frankly I have missed my self-reflection moments (almost as much as I've missed my morning workouts!). My moments to pause and reflect were like a breath of fresh air at the end of the day, even on the busiest of days. From that perspective, you can imagine how busy I've been. No real time to stop, pause and breathe.
Now, not only will my anniversary, milestone post not be brilliant, the delay of 5 months likely means not many will read it. Ah well, lesson learned.
Today, that changes. Today I finish up this post. Today I make a new promise to myself (and my readers I suppose, if any remain!), that I will continue with my blog, albeit not on a daily basis. As fall settles in (and I work away at my 35th class!), I find myself with much remaining on our plate for the coming months as EQ & I settle into our new life together. I hope, that we’ll find calm as fall turns into winter. (Hey, a girl can dream, right?) The point: I promise to not take another five months to post again!
My goal is to post at least once a week. When time allows, I’ll post more often (I do miss writing!), but realistically, I think once a week should be manageable.
Back to point.
THIS blog post is about a milestone anniversary. Two years of posts. Of course, I can't help but reflect at a milestone such as this, afterall, I didn’t know if I had it in me to keep dedicated to the goal I had set out for myself. The internalized goal: commit to write a blog-a-day for a year. That's all it was to be. A one year experiment.
My first blog dedicated to moments was inspired by my BFF sharing the "Book of Awesome" with me. It's funny how things get started sometimes! At first it was easy, but as my life shifted and evolved, it wasn’t always so. And then II hit my one year anniversary and I had a choice to make. Continue on, or stop.
Obviously, I chose the former.
So now to reflect upon this second major milestone in my blog adventure. The first question to pops to mind on such a milestone is: "What's the point to of all of this anyway?" This is quickly followed by has any of my words shared been helpful? To me? To others? Does any of it really matter?
I suppose, even upon reflecting and writing, I don't really have answers. It's all so very subjective. What do know, is that I've learned a few things during this experience. And some things I already knew have been reinforced by my sharing of words here in this blog.
I recently posted a summary of three things I am grateful for in my life on Facebook. Interestingly, I did this without really considering the blog posts I've shared over the past two years. You’ll see shortly the connection, but first, please indulge me to share my post from Facebook.
Three things I am grateful for today:
1) My family & friends: I know most people would separate out their friends from family, but my friends have become my family. (And ya'll KNOW who you are.) With every year that passes I am ever more grateful for my family. I had an incredible childhood surrounded by love, respect and support. From my parents to my extended family. That value is immeasurable to me. The friends that I now surround myself with, have become my extended (and sometimes not so extended!) family. I know, without a blink, that they have my back. They surround me in love, respect and support. I am ever grateful for that.
2) My health: In the past decade there has been many health issues around me from my friends and close family members. There may be days I complain about the extra 10lbs I should shed, the stress I am carrying, (or the rash that's cropped up because of the stress) or even the ache in my knee....but it's all so diminutive and pitiful in the bigger scale of things. I have been fortunate with my health. I can (and still do) play a mean game of volleyball, even after 24 years in the sport. I can be as active as I like. For this, I am grateful.
3) My soon-to-be husband: Once upon a time, I was lost in a life that I shouldn't have been living. For the most part, it was comfortable, but it wasn't fulfilling. I wasn't me. I wasn't who I needed to be. I wasn't able to grow and evolve and explore the world in a way that would inspire me to ever greater things. And then, I chose to leave that security behind in the hopes that I could find that inspiration.
And that, I did. (In truth, he actually found me! Thank goodness for his patience!) EQ has been an incredible inspiration to my soul. No longer am I lost. I am now on a path of growth having been inspired by this incredible man to explore the world from a new perspective. I look forward to the many adventures we have yet to have. To have found this love, I am grateful.
This connection inspired me to dig into the statistics of my blog. You know me, I'm a numbers gal. I was curious to see how it all shook out, so I ran a couple of reports on my blog posts. Here’s a summary of tags from those posts. How incredible to see that my top four tags are about family, friends, EQ and love.
I was going to do a top 10 list, but then my favourite number is 12....so I went with it. It's a top 12 list. Here's how it shook out:
374 Friends
163 EQ
146 Family
99 Love
74 Dig Deeper
64 Co-Workers
62 Dinner/Food
44 Surprise
34 Laughter
So what have I learned in two years of blogging? Appreciate the smallest of bright moments, even on the darkest of days. And I've learned, or rather confirmed, that "my peeps" are the most important thing in my life. (This has been a standard answer in my arsenal when asked "What is life all about?"
Bottom line....share a smile wherever you can because we're all people looking for a brighter moment in the day. Share your words of love, respect and appreciation for the people you love, that respect and appreciate. Share the words more often than you may be comfortable with for two reasons (1) you never know when you might not get another chance and (2) we can never hear enough (or too much) how much we are loved, respected and appreciated. These are words of inspiration even on the darkest of days.
Much love and light you you, my readers.....my friends, my family and my dear EQ.
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Moments D729: Focused Treatment
Today's moment is all about my shoulder. It's been giving me grief for nearly 5 weeks now. It irritates me all day and while I generally get some relief at night there have been a few nights where I wake in the middle of the night from the pain.
I've been good about letting it rest. I haven't played volleyball in 4 weeks. That's torturous to me. I really, REALLY miss playing. It really hasn't been easy to lay low and let this craziness pass.
Today, I visited my favourite RMT ever. (Total side bar, but I've followed Sarah throughout her career. If you ever need a good, deep massage, Sarah is the one to connect with!)
Today's appointment was the second in as many weeks in the hope of killing this pain. This evening Sarah focused 90% on my pained shoulder and neck in the hopes of really digging in and working out the congested muscle tissue.
Wow, what a treat it was to have her so focused on my shoulder and its issues. We (well, technically she) dug into areas on my arm, armpit and shoulder that we've never before focused on. It was interesting to experience the shift in my pains and feel the muscles releasing. There was much pain, breathing through the pressure points and then relief. After an hour, it was amazing how much of the overall pain had disappeared.
While I was surprised at the time she spent focused on my should and neck, I was very much appreciating the relief post treatment. Sarah gave me homework to do to help keep my muscles stretched and open. The most interesting concept was "nerve flossing".
Yes, that sounds kind of painful, doesn't it?
But it's not, not any more than a deep stretch can be from time to time. This was the video I learned from to do my homework. So far, so good.
Moments appreciating some relief from my pain through treatment.
Moments being thankful for having the ability to seek treatment for my pain.
I've been good about letting it rest. I haven't played volleyball in 4 weeks. That's torturous to me. I really, REALLY miss playing. It really hasn't been easy to lay low and let this craziness pass.
Today, I visited my favourite RMT ever. (Total side bar, but I've followed Sarah throughout her career. If you ever need a good, deep massage, Sarah is the one to connect with!)
Today's appointment was the second in as many weeks in the hope of killing this pain. This evening Sarah focused 90% on my pained shoulder and neck in the hopes of really digging in and working out the congested muscle tissue.
Wow, what a treat it was to have her so focused on my shoulder and its issues. We (well, technically she) dug into areas on my arm, armpit and shoulder that we've never before focused on. It was interesting to experience the shift in my pains and feel the muscles releasing. There was much pain, breathing through the pressure points and then relief. After an hour, it was amazing how much of the overall pain had disappeared.
While I was surprised at the time she spent focused on my should and neck, I was very much appreciating the relief post treatment. Sarah gave me homework to do to help keep my muscles stretched and open. The most interesting concept was "nerve flossing".
Yes, that sounds kind of painful, doesn't it?
But it's not, not any more than a deep stretch can be from time to time. This was the video I learned from to do my homework. So far, so good.
Moments appreciating some relief from my pain through treatment.
Moments being thankful for having the ability to seek treatment for my pain.
Monday, April 21, 2014
Moments D728: When the quiet settles in
Today Heini came home from her family and duties keeping her busy since her father's death. I've kept in touch with her over the past week and a half and she's been strong and focused. She's been busy with the details and making sure everyone was okay.
And now, it was time for her to return home and dive back into her life.
And now, it was time for her to return home and dive back into her life.
EQ & I picked her up from the airport and as soon as she saw us I could see the tears in her eyes. She swore at herself for breaking down, saying "....for F!@* sake, I was talking about the death of my father on the plane just fine!"
But that's different. That's still somewhat removed.
Now, now she is home, being hugged by people she knows and loves. Now she's heading home to dive back in, as though things were the same as before, only they are no longer the same as before.
I don't know what it's like to lose a father, I am fortunate in that mine has fought through his various illnesses over the years. I can tell you being this close to Heini's pain has had me pause and think about that moment and it's one that I can not easily imagine. On some level, there must be a feeling of being lost. (At least for me it would manifest that way.)
Knowing that my dear friend would be struggling upon her return to "real life", EQ and I stopped in for one last check in with her kitty before we headed to the airport to pick her up. Of course kitty received the royal treatment, food, water, cleanup and some love. But we also left Heini a surprise in her refridgerator: A pretty bouquet of flowers with a card to remind her just how much she is loved, appreciated and that she was not alone.
After a tearful dropoff and an exhange of hugs EQ and I made our way home for a late dinner. Only a few minutes into our drive home did we receive her text thanking us for the flowers and supportive words. In her darkness, she was smiling.
Job done.
As the quiet settles in, I can only hope in the days to come that she finds a small sense of comfort when she looks to the flowers. She is not alone.
Moments celebrating the life of an amazing man.
Moments celebrating the life of his amazing daughter.
Sunday, April 20, 2014
Moments D727: Ishtar (prounced Easter)
Today was Easter and, like most families on this long weekend, a chunk of mine gathered to enjoy dinner together. Unlike those celebrating the religious holiday of Easter this weekend, my family simply celebrated life and family.
I suppose that's what we've always done come to think of it. It's not so much about the religious holiday, but about family time.
Today we had rambling discussions about religion, life and death. Interesting given that today is Easter Sunday. But today's moment was when EQ shared the concept of Ishtar with my parents. Oh, that was a funny moment. Ishtar, is a Sumerian, East Semitic Akkadian, Assyrian and Babylonian goddess of love, war, fertility, and sexuality. There are theories that Easter has roots in celebrations of Ishtar, afterall What do eggs and bunnies have to do with a ressurrection?
Of course, we all fell into giggles as we watched my Mom's face turn from pink to a bright glowing red.
Celebrating fertility and sex - yes, that would make Mom blush.
Moments enjoying time with the family.
Moments sharing silly theories and lots of laughter.
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Moments D726: Home Cooked Goodness - worth the wait
Today EQ & I planned on a lazy day and then to head to my parents to enjoy the rest of the holiday weekend with family. The Plan: Head home after dinner.
My Mom, on the other hand, had other ideas and she can be very persuasive. Her expertise: she great at finding good reasons for us to join them earlier. (How can you blame her, it's been over a month since we last saw them and the last couple of weeks I've been very MIA studying for my final.) In the end, how could we really say no to a home cooked meal when, afterall, "we have to eat something for dinner"?
My Mom, on the other hand, had other ideas and she can be very persuasive. Her expertise: she great at finding good reasons for us to join them earlier. (How can you blame her, it's been over a month since we last saw them and the last couple of weeks I've been very MIA studying for my final.) In the end, how could we really say no to a home cooked meal when, afterall, "we have to eat something for dinner"?
And so, we headed out earlier than we had anticipated.
I am so very glad that we did.
I am so very glad that we did.
The drive out was beautiful as we enjoyed the end of a pretty spring day.
And today's moment really was an amusing one. It was dessert.
Many moons ago the four of us were talking about desserts and at some point the topic turned to how incredible my Mom's pumpkin pies were. To date, EQ has never had the pleasure to enjoy a slice.
Tonight that changed.
After enjoying a very full meal (read that's two platefuls of home cooked goodness), my Mom asked if we were ready for dessert. I could see that EQ's eyes were half glazed over from the big meal he had eaten and I chuckled to myself in anticipation.
He didn't realize it, but I had warned him earlier that my Mom had made something special just for him.
He didn't make the connection, until he went to say no for dessert.
I watched the scene unfold:
After his second piece of pumpkin pie, he turned to my Mom and said, "Yes, worth the wait."
Moments tweaking plans to make it home in time for a home cooked meal.
Moments sharing a surprise for dessert that was "worth the wait".
Many moons ago the four of us were talking about desserts and at some point the topic turned to how incredible my Mom's pumpkin pies were. To date, EQ has never had the pleasure to enjoy a slice.
Tonight that changed.
After enjoying a very full meal (read that's two platefuls of home cooked goodness), my Mom asked if we were ready for dessert. I could see that EQ's eyes were half glazed over from the big meal he had eaten and I chuckled to myself in anticipation.
He didn't realize it, but I had warned him earlier that my Mom had made something special just for him.
He didn't make the connection, until he went to say no for dessert.
I watched the scene unfold:
Mom: "Are you sure you don't want dessert? I made it especially for you."It was very, VERY amusing.
EQ: "Oh. [Pause] I'm so full.
Me: "What have you been asking for for months?"
EQ's eyes light up. He pushes his not quite finished plate of potatoes aside and says "Why didn't you tell me sooner. I'm done. I'm ready for dessert."
After his second piece of pumpkin pie, he turned to my Mom and said, "Yes, worth the wait."
Moments tweaking plans to make it home in time for a home cooked meal.
Moments sharing a surprise for dessert that was "worth the wait".
Friday, April 18, 2014
Moments D725: Connecting at the airport
Today I picked up EQ from the airport. It's been far too long since I last saw him.
Typically I pick him up outside of the terminal doors, but today I arrived a touch earlier than I had expected and my last piece of information from him was that the custom's line was quite long. In a flash I decided to surprise him inside the terminal and I went to park the car.
Of course, finding an actual parking spot took me longer than I had anticipated. As time ticked away, I became anxious that I'd miss EQ inside the terminal. As I jogged into the building and down the escalator to the arrivals level, I still hadn't heard from him and I thought to myself "phew, I made it".
I entered into the arrivals area and my phone dinged at me. Of course it was EQ. I didn't even reach into my pocket for the phone, I simply scanned the arrival area a little harder. I was determined not to miss him! I scanned and scanned as again around the arrivals entrance. Just as I finished the second scan of the room, I saw him quickly heading toward door. He was just about the exit the building!
And so I ran, bouncing around the people in my way. I caught up to him from behind just as he exited the the terminal doors. I put my hand on his shoulder, he turned, dropped his bags and swooped me into his arms.
Now that is an exciting reunion!
We stood like that, in silence, arms wrapped around one another for what seemed like an eternity in a blink of an eye.
Sometimes, the universe is on my side. Today was one of those days. I am thankful I caught him and surprised him as I did.
Moments setting up a last minute surprise, even though tight for time.
Moments connecting "just in time".
Typically I pick him up outside of the terminal doors, but today I arrived a touch earlier than I had expected and my last piece of information from him was that the custom's line was quite long. In a flash I decided to surprise him inside the terminal and I went to park the car.
Of course, finding an actual parking spot took me longer than I had anticipated. As time ticked away, I became anxious that I'd miss EQ inside the terminal. As I jogged into the building and down the escalator to the arrivals level, I still hadn't heard from him and I thought to myself "phew, I made it".
I entered into the arrivals area and my phone dinged at me. Of course it was EQ. I didn't even reach into my pocket for the phone, I simply scanned the arrival area a little harder. I was determined not to miss him! I scanned and scanned as again around the arrivals entrance. Just as I finished the second scan of the room, I saw him quickly heading toward door. He was just about the exit the building!
And so I ran, bouncing around the people in my way. I caught up to him from behind just as he exited the the terminal doors. I put my hand on his shoulder, he turned, dropped his bags and swooped me into his arms.
Now that is an exciting reunion!
We stood like that, in silence, arms wrapped around one another for what seemed like an eternity in a blink of an eye.
Sometimes, the universe is on my side. Today was one of those days. I am thankful I caught him and surprised him as I did.
Moments setting up a last minute surprise, even though tight for time.
Moments connecting "just in time".
Thursday, April 17, 2014
Moments D724: Childhood Pet Memories
Today on my drive into work I saw a man stopped with his dog on the side of the road. That's a pretty typical scenario, and I thought nothing of it, until I slowly rolled closer to the scene.
As I slowly crept in traffic, I had a chance to watch this beautiful golden retriever play with very large tree branch. The tree branch looked like a small tree in and of itself and this dog was whipping its head back and forth with this "tree" hanging from its mouth.
That made me smile and think back to my childhood and the dogs we had when I was growing up. I remember them both doing similar things and always enjoying their pleasure with shaking branches bigger than themselves. I swear, if the dogs could smile, they would have been!
A silly moment, but one that not only made me smile, but it had me remember days when I was a young lass.
As I slowly crept in traffic, I had a chance to watch this beautiful golden retriever play with very large tree branch. The tree branch looked like a small tree in and of itself and this dog was whipping its head back and forth with this "tree" hanging from its mouth.
That made me smile and think back to my childhood and the dogs we had when I was growing up. I remember them both doing similar things and always enjoying their pleasure with shaking branches bigger than themselves. I swear, if the dogs could smile, they would have been!
A silly moment, but one that not only made me smile, but it had me remember days when I was a young lass.
Those were good, simple days.
Moments smiling at silliness.
Moments smiling at silliness.
Moments enjoying memories from your childhood.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Moments D723: SURVIVED
Today I wrote the final exam for a class that I never thought I'd have to take. (It was a course that was not required curriculum when I started my degree part time years ago, but now, over time it's become part of the curriculum.)
I actually managed to have enough time to finish the exam (unlike our midterm where I felt very short and didn't finish the exam!) and as I walked away from that class room for the last time this semester, I could help but feel a sense of relief.
I had survived. I will pass this course, no doubt about it.
Done.
Next?
Moments feeling good about all the work you put in to survive.
I actually managed to have enough time to finish the exam (unlike our midterm where I felt very short and didn't finish the exam!) and as I walked away from that class room for the last time this semester, I could help but feel a sense of relief.
I had survived. I will pass this course, no doubt about it.
Done.
Next?
Moments feeling good about all the work you put in to survive.
Moments enjoying that second where relief sets in.
Tuesday, April 15, 2014
Moments D722: Letting go of anger
Today's moment is actually a quote that found me that really hit the mark for me:
Fear. We all have some form of it. A lot of times, fear will manifest as anger. If you do a Google search, you'll see a lot of articles commenting about fear as anger.
And there is so much anger in our world. To me, that suggests that there is a lot of fear in the world.
Bringing that back closer to home: These past few days for me have been filled with both, anger and fear. It's been a challenging couple of days, no doubt about it.
And then today I ran into this quote. For me, it helped to refocus the chaotic energy back towards me; my needs, my fears. It helped me to drop the anger that was pulling me into the silent darkness of self-pity. Bottom line is this: If those in my world are unable to work with me on my needs and fears when I communicate them, then that's their choice. I don't need to like it, but I also don't need to accept it either. I realized that I have a voice, even in anger/fear. It's not productive energy to fall into the fear/anger.
The quote inspired me to share. And so, I shared that second level of fear/anger. That in itself was scary and it was raw and real as I've ever been. Looking back, it was an empowering moment.
Bringing that back closer to home: These past few days for me have been filled with both, anger and fear. It's been a challenging couple of days, no doubt about it.
And then today I ran into this quote. For me, it helped to refocus the chaotic energy back towards me; my needs, my fears. It helped me to drop the anger that was pulling me into the silent darkness of self-pity. Bottom line is this: If those in my world are unable to work with me on my needs and fears when I communicate them, then that's their choice. I don't need to like it, but I also don't need to accept it either. I realized that I have a voice, even in anger/fear. It's not productive energy to fall into the fear/anger.
The quote inspired me to share. And so, I shared that second level of fear/anger. That in itself was scary and it was raw and real as I've ever been. Looking back, it was an empowering moment.
I shared that moment with BFF later today. Her surprise was evident given that she immediately replied with how proud she was of me for putting myself first (for onece) and really sharing (and not holding it all in and managing it alone).
Yes. I'm still very much a work-in-progress.
Moments feeling the anger and the fear.
Yes. I'm still very much a work-in-progress.
Moments feeling the anger and the fear.
Moments sharing why.
Monday, April 14, 2014
Moments D721: Penguins, Words, butterflies and believing
Tonight Arizona and I went to see Christina Perri at the Danforth Music Hall. In a word: WOW.
Christina had BIRDY open the show. I've never heard of this beautiful songstress before. Incredible. I'll definitely be hunting down some of her songs tomorrow. Tonight, I want to write about the soul inspiring Christina Perri. She brought me to tears. Not once, not twice, but thrice in the near 2 hours she was on stage.
What an amazing big voice. What an incredible presence you could feel her pain in the words she belted out. You could feel the joy and the love and the fear. It was a beautiful set of songs and in just under a week of having her latest album "Head or Heart", I've already fallen in love with a couple of her new songs.
The first song that brought me to tears was her new song "The Words". It's a song about new love about being raw, and real, and going deeper. Why the tears? I remember that moment. That moment where I realized I was deep, deep in love. It was raw, and real, and scary. "The scariest part is letting go." So very true. Letting go, trusting. Believing. Believing you deserve love. Believing you can give love. Trusting that this time, this time you won't fail at the rest of the puzzle because as beautiful as love can be, it's only a piece of the bigger puzzle of a healthy, functioning relationship. And it's scary to let go and dive in.
Near the end of the concert, Christina sang "I believe", also from her new album. Again, the tears came, for who hasn't felt the pain of losing themselves? I know I have. A few times. (Um, you did read the paragraph preceding this one....right?) She dedicated this song to the audience. Noted that there were surely those of us in the crowd that may not have been having the best of days, or weeks, that she was going to fill the room up with love and surround us with it.
Eerily familiar. And I found myself taking a step back and really absorbing the energy of the crowd and sending out to BFF (she's sick!), Heini (for obvious reasons) and to EQ (because I love him!) - redirecting all that beautiful energy.
The emotion of her words are raw, add in how passionately she plays the piano and voilà : magic. A snippet of her lyrics:
And then she had the audience join in chorus. Much like this live version on Youtube. How incredibly powerful. Arizona and I were in section A. Our task was to sing "This is not the end of me, this is the beginning." Very apropos given the journey I've had over the past two years. The audience at the Danforth Music Hall great and much more into it than the video online.....we actually sang the band off the stage and kept it going for quite a few repeats. It was such a beautiful moment....tears rolling down my face and all.
During the encore, she played one of my favourite songs from her first album. "Penguin" It's more a cute fun song about soul mates. It's always choked me up.
It was a beautiful set of songs, performed by an extremely talented young lady.
Moments just feeling the music and lyrics.
Moments soaking in all that beautiful, loving energy and sharing it out again to those in need.
What an amazing big voice. What an incredible presence you could feel her pain in the words she belted out. You could feel the joy and the love and the fear. It was a beautiful set of songs and in just under a week of having her latest album "Head or Heart", I've already fallen in love with a couple of her new songs.
The first song that brought me to tears was her new song "The Words". It's a song about new love about being raw, and real, and going deeper. Why the tears? I remember that moment. That moment where I realized I was deep, deep in love. It was raw, and real, and scary. "The scariest part is letting go." So very true. Letting go, trusting. Believing. Believing you deserve love. Believing you can give love. Trusting that this time, this time you won't fail at the rest of the puzzle because as beautiful as love can be, it's only a piece of the bigger puzzle of a healthy, functioning relationship. And it's scary to let go and dive in.
Near the end of the concert, Christina sang "I believe", also from her new album. Again, the tears came, for who hasn't felt the pain of losing themselves? I know I have. A few times. (Um, you did read the paragraph preceding this one....right?) She dedicated this song to the audience. Noted that there were surely those of us in the crowd that may not have been having the best of days, or weeks, that she was going to fill the room up with love and surround us with it.
Eerily familiar. And I found myself taking a step back and really absorbing the energy of the crowd and sending out to BFF (she's sick!), Heini (for obvious reasons) and to EQ (because I love him!) - redirecting all that beautiful energy.
The emotion of her words are raw, add in how passionately she plays the piano and voilà : magic. A snippet of her lyrics:
‘Cause I have been where you are before
And I have felt the pain of losing who you are
And I have died so many times, but I am still alive
This is not the end of me, this is the beginning
(Hold on)
This is not the end of me, this is the beginning
And then she had the audience join in chorus. Much like this live version on Youtube. How incredibly powerful. Arizona and I were in section A. Our task was to sing "This is not the end of me, this is the beginning." Very apropos given the journey I've had over the past two years. The audience at the Danforth Music Hall great and much more into it than the video online.....we actually sang the band off the stage and kept it going for quite a few repeats. It was such a beautiful moment....tears rolling down my face and all.
During the encore, she played one of my favourite songs from her first album. "Penguin" It's more a cute fun song about soul mates. It's always choked me up.
It was a beautiful set of songs, performed by an extremely talented young lady.
Moments just feeling the music and lyrics.
Moments soaking in all that beautiful, loving energy and sharing it out again to those in need.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Moments D720: Feeling Alive
Today. What to say about today. I don't even know where to begin. It's been a mess, nothing went as planned. Not my wake up call, not my plan of attack for studying, nor the words that followed during the day. I wasn't nearly as productive for my studies as I had hoped, but I can say, looking back, that I managed to be productive in life.
What?
A life lesson I suppose. Scratch that. It's not really a lesson. I suppose it's more a reminder, because I already know most of what comes later in today's blog. It's just that sometimes I need a kick in the "you-know-what" to keep it in mind.
First, let me explain how the day unfolded (unravelled?).
I'm okay with things not always going as planned. Honestly! I know that things don't always go as planned. In fact, laugh as you might, I actually plan for things not to go as planned. I know, you likely feel like that is a great waste of energy, right? To each their own. Believe me, it's certainly saved my butt a few times over the years, in my books, it's well worth having a back-up plan. Today, even my backup plan wasn't so strong and in the end I was terribly frustrated.
Unscheduled stops today: (1) Missed my wake up call (2) A big deep conversation with BFF about how I'm managing my stress and expectations. She knows. She knows without me having shared anything that I'm worried. Brilliantly scary of her and she's never been off on that. And so, before I knew it, I was vomiting a lot of emotions her way. Apparently I haven't been handling the worry so well after all. We went deeper than I was really ready for, but it just felt so good to share and to have another perspective. (3) Then, unexpectedly, my needs passed up to make room for someone else's needs. Twice in an hour. Confusing, painful, but manageable as I had my studies to dive into today and I just about got there when.... (4) Heini called as she had time to connect. I hadn't heard from her in a couple of days and I was worried about her. I was happy to take a time out and catch up with her. And so I did. She shared with me the coming plans for her father's memorial. She even read his obituary aloud to me. That was a beautiful moment, one that, had I not had my own epiphany today, would have been today's moment! My dear friend is exhausted; physically, mentally and emotionally. It's the least I could do to carve out time for her. She's one of my best friends and I know she'd be there for me in a blink of an eye. (5) Just after my chat with Heini and before I dove deep into my studies, I spent a bit more time with BFF given her updates from Heini. Seeing as I was now officially 4 hours behind schedule, that conversation was poignant and forced me to ask myself a few tough questions. And then BFF & I agreed, it was time I shut the world out and dive into my textbook. And so I did.
When I finally lifted my head to breathe, the day had passed. I had been productive. A good thing! I still had a few things to deal with (another chapter to do problems from, a chat with EQ, and a visit to Heini's cat). And so, without much thought, I sent EQ a note say I was out the door and off I went to visit kitty (poor little dude needs a visit and more food)!
And that's when I had my moment for today.
I turned on the car and Dinosaur Jr's song "Feel the Pain" had just come on. I smiled to myself and slowly drove off as memories and feelings flooded me.
First of all, this was a song that I loved to play on Rock Band. I'd sing it, I'd drum it. I think I even tried to do guitar once (I was terrible at guitar on Rock Band!). I quickly found myself mesmerized by the beat; it's that funky double kick base. It always gave me trouble and, me the perfectionist, would play it over and over and over again until I started to get it. Oh yes. I feel the pain.
And then I found myself reminiscing to a time when I had time to play Rock Band. That feels like a lifetime ago. As those ghosts came and left me, I felt their weight. I realized that today I was definitely feeling the pain. I often feel the pain of those around me and today was a heavy dose of that. I also found myself dealing with my own stress and pain and tears filled my eyes.
Life is not perfect. I don't expect it to be.
People aren't perfect. I don't expect them to be.
Relationships ebb and flow. I don't expect perfection there either.
Me. I expect perfection from myself.
Not fair of me, but what can I say, I'm still a work-in-progress.
Frustrated by where I find myself today, I fell into the pain. I am not perfect. I never will be. I cannot fit into a mould where someone needs me to be perfect. I am not always bright and happy and bubbly. I have dark moments. Hell, I have dark days. I have fears. I have needs that may seem odd and strange to some. I don't need to be perfect. I know this, but I do need to be accepted. I need to be loved for all my parts. As I surfaced from my 60s pity-party, I realized just how alive I was feeling in that moment. It was raw, it was real and I wouldn't change it for the world.
That moment reminded me that I am surrounded by some of the most amazing people. I know I am loved. Good, bad and the ugly. Today was a perfect example of that. It was a deep, raw blend of giving and taking words and emotions with those I love. I've said it once, I'll say it again and again and again: for me, life is all about my people. In the end, who really cares about the mark I do (or don't) get in this class. No one except me. Who cares that BFF was there for me today, or that I was there for Heini today? I could easily rhyme off a handful of names in either case.
Perspective.
Moments feeling the pain.
Moments feeling alive.
What?
A life lesson I suppose. Scratch that. It's not really a lesson. I suppose it's more a reminder, because I already know most of what comes later in today's blog. It's just that sometimes I need a kick in the "you-know-what" to keep it in mind.
First, let me explain how the day unfolded (unravelled?).
I'm okay with things not always going as planned. Honestly! I know that things don't always go as planned. In fact, laugh as you might, I actually plan for things not to go as planned. I know, you likely feel like that is a great waste of energy, right? To each their own. Believe me, it's certainly saved my butt a few times over the years, in my books, it's well worth having a back-up plan. Today, even my backup plan wasn't so strong and in the end I was terribly frustrated.
Unscheduled stops today: (1) Missed my wake up call (2) A big deep conversation with BFF about how I'm managing my stress and expectations. She knows. She knows without me having shared anything that I'm worried. Brilliantly scary of her and she's never been off on that. And so, before I knew it, I was vomiting a lot of emotions her way. Apparently I haven't been handling the worry so well after all. We went deeper than I was really ready for, but it just felt so good to share and to have another perspective. (3) Then, unexpectedly, my needs passed up to make room for someone else's needs. Twice in an hour. Confusing, painful, but manageable as I had my studies to dive into today and I just about got there when.... (4) Heini called as she had time to connect. I hadn't heard from her in a couple of days and I was worried about her. I was happy to take a time out and catch up with her. And so I did. She shared with me the coming plans for her father's memorial. She even read his obituary aloud to me. That was a beautiful moment, one that, had I not had my own epiphany today, would have been today's moment! My dear friend is exhausted; physically, mentally and emotionally. It's the least I could do to carve out time for her. She's one of my best friends and I know she'd be there for me in a blink of an eye. (5) Just after my chat with Heini and before I dove deep into my studies, I spent a bit more time with BFF given her updates from Heini. Seeing as I was now officially 4 hours behind schedule, that conversation was poignant and forced me to ask myself a few tough questions. And then BFF & I agreed, it was time I shut the world out and dive into my textbook. And so I did.
When I finally lifted my head to breathe, the day had passed. I had been productive. A good thing! I still had a few things to deal with (another chapter to do problems from, a chat with EQ, and a visit to Heini's cat). And so, without much thought, I sent EQ a note say I was out the door and off I went to visit kitty (poor little dude needs a visit and more food)!
And that's when I had my moment for today.
I turned on the car and Dinosaur Jr's song "Feel the Pain" had just come on. I smiled to myself and slowly drove off as memories and feelings flooded me.
First of all, this was a song that I loved to play on Rock Band. I'd sing it, I'd drum it. I think I even tried to do guitar once (I was terrible at guitar on Rock Band!). I quickly found myself mesmerized by the beat; it's that funky double kick base. It always gave me trouble and, me the perfectionist, would play it over and over and over again until I started to get it. Oh yes. I feel the pain.
And then I found myself reminiscing to a time when I had time to play Rock Band. That feels like a lifetime ago. As those ghosts came and left me, I felt their weight. I realized that today I was definitely feeling the pain. I often feel the pain of those around me and today was a heavy dose of that. I also found myself dealing with my own stress and pain and tears filled my eyes.
Life is not perfect. I don't expect it to be.
People aren't perfect. I don't expect them to be.
Relationships ebb and flow. I don't expect perfection there either.
Me. I expect perfection from myself.
Not fair of me, but what can I say, I'm still a work-in-progress.
Frustrated by where I find myself today, I fell into the pain. I am not perfect. I never will be. I cannot fit into a mould where someone needs me to be perfect. I am not always bright and happy and bubbly. I have dark moments. Hell, I have dark days. I have fears. I have needs that may seem odd and strange to some. I don't need to be perfect. I know this, but I do need to be accepted. I need to be loved for all my parts. As I surfaced from my 60s pity-party, I realized just how alive I was feeling in that moment. It was raw, it was real and I wouldn't change it for the world.
That moment reminded me that I am surrounded by some of the most amazing people. I know I am loved. Good, bad and the ugly. Today was a perfect example of that. It was a deep, raw blend of giving and taking words and emotions with those I love. I've said it once, I'll say it again and again and again: for me, life is all about my people. In the end, who really cares about the mark I do (or don't) get in this class. No one except me. Who cares that BFF was there for me today, or that I was there for Heini today? I could easily rhyme off a handful of names in either case.
Perspective.
Moments feeling the pain.
Moments feeling alive.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
Moments D719: Bodum Coffee
Sometimes it's the smallest thing that brings a smile. This morning I was up early so that I might have a good, long, productive study day. Coffee was definitely needed.
And so, today was the first day I was able to try my new Bodum French press. Ooooh coffee love!
This is not to say I haven't pressed my coffee before. I most certainly have, but I have (and had) the cheaper knock-offs. This latest cheap knock off was terrible at actually filtering out the coffee grounds and more often than not my cup of java had a present near the bottom. I could never enjoy a full cup.
I tired of this, and so I found this beauty discounted on eBay. It arrived on Friday. TODAY I cracked it open and put her to use.
Heaven.
A full bodied and delightful right to the bottom of my mug.
Yes, sometimes it's worth spending a little more to get a much better quality product. Lesson learned.
Oh - and I learned something else today, other than the fact that Bodum has other very cool coffee/tea related accessories - they have a sprouter! That too makes me smile. I know Arizona would love one of those. I may have to pick it up now as it's on sale!
The things you learn as you do a blog post.
Moments enjoy a clean cup of coffee.
Moments recognizing quality sometimes comes at a cost.
And so, today was the first day I was able to try my new Bodum French press. Ooooh coffee love!
This is not to say I haven't pressed my coffee before. I most certainly have, but I have (and had) the cheaper knock-offs. This latest cheap knock off was terrible at actually filtering out the coffee grounds and more often than not my cup of java had a present near the bottom. I could never enjoy a full cup.
I tired of this, and so I found this beauty discounted on eBay. It arrived on Friday. TODAY I cracked it open and put her to use.
Heaven.
A full bodied and delightful right to the bottom of my mug.
Yes, sometimes it's worth spending a little more to get a much better quality product. Lesson learned.
Oh - and I learned something else today, other than the fact that Bodum has other very cool coffee/tea related accessories - they have a sprouter! That too makes me smile. I know Arizona would love one of those. I may have to pick it up now as it's on sale!
The things you learn as you do a blog post.
Moments enjoy a clean cup of coffee.
Moments recognizing quality sometimes comes at a cost.
Friday, April 11, 2014
Moments D718: Home Equity & Consumer Loans - SOLD
This evening on my way home from work, I made my way over to the local pet store. You see, with Heini away, I'm looking in on her kitty. With such short notice of her departure, she doesn't have enough food for the poor guy, and so I set out to find some.
Not so interesting, but it does explain why I didn't head straight home to study for my coming final exam. Wednesday is coming too fast!
The moment that stands out today is during this ride from Heini's apartment to the pet store. This isn't my normal trek home, nor is it one where I am looking for a vet along the way. (Kitty's food is a prescription diet.) So, of course, I saw something I've never seen before, on nearly my front doorstep.
It was a store front for Home Equity and Consumer Loans and in the front window was a sign that said it was "FOR SALE" and just under that, a big orange sticker on the window sharing that it was a POWER OF SALE.
Of course, I had a good giggle to myself. Of course a company that was set up for home equity and consumer loans was being sold under a power of sale. OF COURSE!
(For those of you who don't know what a power of sale is when a mortgage contract authorizes the lender to sell the property in the event of default (i.e when the mortgage payments are missed), in order to repay the mortgage debt.)
See the irony? The company was lending out money to customers based on the equity in their home (i.e payments made towards the principal cost of the home) which essentially increasing the overall mortgage on the home so customers can buy more stuff. That's one of the worst kind of loan to offer as risk management is a tough to estimate. (After all, money spent on "stuff", typically is not used as an investment, it ends up being a loss and the customer ends up struggling to pay off debt. Add in possible changes in the value of a home and it's rocky!) So - are you surprised that the business is being sold as a power of sale?
Not so interesting, but it does explain why I didn't head straight home to study for my coming final exam. Wednesday is coming too fast!
The moment that stands out today is during this ride from Heini's apartment to the pet store. This isn't my normal trek home, nor is it one where I am looking for a vet along the way. (Kitty's food is a prescription diet.) So, of course, I saw something I've never seen before, on nearly my front doorstep.
It was a store front for Home Equity and Consumer Loans and in the front window was a sign that said it was "FOR SALE" and just under that, a big orange sticker on the window sharing that it was a POWER OF SALE.
Of course, I had a good giggle to myself. Of course a company that was set up for home equity and consumer loans was being sold under a power of sale. OF COURSE!
(For those of you who don't know what a power of sale is when a mortgage contract authorizes the lender to sell the property in the event of default (i.e when the mortgage payments are missed), in order to repay the mortgage debt.)
See the irony? The company was lending out money to customers based on the equity in their home (i.e payments made towards the principal cost of the home) which essentially increasing the overall mortgage on the home so customers can buy more stuff. That's one of the worst kind of loan to offer as risk management is a tough to estimate. (After all, money spent on "stuff", typically is not used as an investment, it ends up being a loss and the customer ends up struggling to pay off debt. Add in possible changes in the value of a home and it's rocky!) So - are you surprised that the business is being sold as a power of sale?
Nope. Me neither.
And it made me giggle for a couple of reasons:
Moments seeing the irony in a financial business being sold under a power of sale.
Moments knowing that most people won't find this overly amusing.
Moments seeing the irony in a financial business being sold under a power of sale.
Moments knowing that most people won't find this overly amusing.
Thursday, April 10, 2014
Moments D716 & Moment D717: Treasure Coaching, thank you Bob
This blog post is the first time I'm combining two days. There are simply too many threads between the two days and the two moments. I had started to write yesterday's moment, after school, before I got the news last night. I will share it all, but first, yesterday's moment:
Yesterday was a challenging day for me. I've been missing EQ as he's been away on business for the last two weeks with another yet another week to go. Add in a couple of missteps, a three hour time difference and suddenly the space between us was overwhelming.
I turned to Heini for some moral support and guidance through what felt like an emotional mine field. She reminded me that it's okay to be feeling the separation and it's okay for me to deal with the flood of emotions on my time. She also reminded me that it's important to stick up for my needs and to keep the lines of communication open. She signed off with a reminder of my value and sent me "a zillion more hugs and love as [my] Treasure Coach."
I had forgotten this term of endearment for Heini. When I went through my separation 2.5 years ago, she was one of my pillars of strength. As I walked through my new single life, floundering, lost, she kept gently pushing me to better connect with myself. She insisted that I saw my value and that I wouldn't settle for anything less than exactly what I needed. As I walked through one of the darkest times in my life, she was there, reminding me that I deserved to be cherished, honoured and loved.
And yesterday, she gently reminded me of that. It brought a warmth to my aching-I-can't-connect-with-EQ-heart.
And then, last night happened. After class, I was just about to get myself ready for bed and I finally checked my phone for updates in the world.
Heini had called six times.
I knew that wasn't for me and my aching heart and that something was wrong.
Her text said it all.
When she answered, I didn't even say hi, I simply asked if I should come over. There was no real conversation as within the next three minutes I was out the door and on my way to her place.
I can't tell you how grateful I was to be there for her in those last moments of her father's life. The raw emotion as realizations set in, as I watched her share those insights via phone calls between sisters, her mother and her aunt. She was strong, focused on getting the job done, but I knew that she was heartbroken at the unexpected turn of events.
This all leads into today's moment.
Heini and I spent the evening and early morning hours with preparing her for her trip and the coming days. Along the way, we walked through old photos, shared stories and even had a good belly laugh or two. Of course there were tears, but through it all we were celebrating the life of an incredible man.
As long as I've known Heini (which is pushing into the second decade now!), she has always been looking for her father's approval. (Who doesn't?) She always questioned whether or not he was proud of her. When that surfaced in our chats, it was one moment I knew I could help her find some comfort.
In November 2012, Arizona & I spent a few days with Heini's parents. We had a chance to really spend some quality time with them over meals. One of the things that was very obvious was just how proud Heini's father was of her. He spoke of her fondly and he was insistent that Arizona and I participated in the weekly family phone call between the three of them. (What a treat that was!)
The entire time that Arizona & I were there, Heini's father was one proud parent.
And so, I shared this memory with Heini. Though tears filled her eyes, I could see that the story brought her some comfort.
Earlier this morning I drove Heini to the airport. On the way, we shared more stories about father and we anointed today "the day of Bob". Why not, right?
After a tearful, hug filled drop-off, Heini was on her way to her Mom and I was on my way home. It was a pretty sunrise, so I stopped and took a few pictures and shared them over with Heini and we labelled it: "Sunrise of Bob."
So today's moment, I celebrate Bob. I thank Bob for raising such a beautiful person as Heini, for only just yesterday she was, yet again, a rock for me. I thank Bob for seeding such inspiring ideals and for instilling such strength into my dear sweet friend.
Thank you Bob.
Thank you Heini.
Moments leaning on your friends.
Moments letting your friends lean on you.
Yesterday was a challenging day for me. I've been missing EQ as he's been away on business for the last two weeks with another yet another week to go. Add in a couple of missteps, a three hour time difference and suddenly the space between us was overwhelming.
I turned to Heini for some moral support and guidance through what felt like an emotional mine field. She reminded me that it's okay to be feeling the separation and it's okay for me to deal with the flood of emotions on my time. She also reminded me that it's important to stick up for my needs and to keep the lines of communication open. She signed off with a reminder of my value and sent me "a zillion more hugs and love as [my] Treasure Coach."
I had forgotten this term of endearment for Heini. When I went through my separation 2.5 years ago, she was one of my pillars of strength. As I walked through my new single life, floundering, lost, she kept gently pushing me to better connect with myself. She insisted that I saw my value and that I wouldn't settle for anything less than exactly what I needed. As I walked through one of the darkest times in my life, she was there, reminding me that I deserved to be cherished, honoured and loved.
And yesterday, she gently reminded me of that. It brought a warmth to my aching-I-can't-connect-with-EQ-heart.
And then, last night happened. After class, I was just about to get myself ready for bed and I finally checked my phone for updates in the world.
Heini had called six times.
I knew that wasn't for me and my aching heart and that something was wrong.
Her text said it all.
"I'll call you in a minute - dads in intensive care. Can you look after kitty? I'm flying in the morning. It's not looking good."That text came in while I was in class, nearly 4.5 hours earlier. I immediately called her. Sick that I had been sorrowful enough to ignore my world and, in this case, my dear sweet friend in need.
When she answered, I didn't even say hi, I simply asked if I should come over. There was no real conversation as within the next three minutes I was out the door and on my way to her place.
I can't tell you how grateful I was to be there for her in those last moments of her father's life. The raw emotion as realizations set in, as I watched her share those insights via phone calls between sisters, her mother and her aunt. She was strong, focused on getting the job done, but I knew that she was heartbroken at the unexpected turn of events.
This all leads into today's moment.
Heini and I spent the evening and early morning hours with preparing her for her trip and the coming days. Along the way, we walked through old photos, shared stories and even had a good belly laugh or two. Of course there were tears, but through it all we were celebrating the life of an incredible man.
As long as I've known Heini (which is pushing into the second decade now!), she has always been looking for her father's approval. (Who doesn't?) She always questioned whether or not he was proud of her. When that surfaced in our chats, it was one moment I knew I could help her find some comfort.
In November 2012, Arizona & I spent a few days with Heini's parents. We had a chance to really spend some quality time with them over meals. One of the things that was very obvious was just how proud Heini's father was of her. He spoke of her fondly and he was insistent that Arizona and I participated in the weekly family phone call between the three of them. (What a treat that was!)
The entire time that Arizona & I were there, Heini's father was one proud parent.
And so, I shared this memory with Heini. Though tears filled her eyes, I could see that the story brought her some comfort.
Earlier this morning I drove Heini to the airport. On the way, we shared more stories about father and we anointed today "the day of Bob". Why not, right?
After a tearful, hug filled drop-off, Heini was on her way to her Mom and I was on my way home. It was a pretty sunrise, so I stopped and took a few pictures and shared them over with Heini and we labelled it: "Sunrise of Bob."
So today's moment, I celebrate Bob. I thank Bob for raising such a beautiful person as Heini, for only just yesterday she was, yet again, a rock for me. I thank Bob for seeding such inspiring ideals and for instilling such strength into my dear sweet friend.
Thank you Bob.
Thank you Heini.
Moments leaning on your friends.
Moments letting your friends lean on you.
Tuesday, April 8, 2014
Moments D715: Secret Deliveries
I have the best damn naturopathic doctor ever.
Of course, that suggests that I have a ton of experience with NDs and know that know what the hell I'm talking about. I don't. Honestly, she's the only ND I've ever seen.
That said, she IS an amazing person. She goes above-and-beyond all the time. She takes time out of her personal time to check in on her patients (well me, but I assume she does that for all her patients). She is thorough and easy to share all your health bits and pieces with. Yes, even the embarrassing ones.
This past Thursday, she helped me out of a pinch. (Sorry for the pun!) I emailed her, she called me and we talked about options. No charge, no expectation of anything, just a "I don't think you need xxx, but this might help."
And it did. And she, in the end, missed out on an appointment that would have generated some income for her.
I needed to do something to thank her. For this moment and for all the others she's done in the past. It's a small token, but it hit the mark.
And for some reason, my name wasn't signed to the card! The gift was completely a surprise AND it came anonymously to her. BANGARANG!
I have since emailed her to let her know that I am happy that she was surprised and that it's a small token of my appreciation for all the over-and-above she does for me.
And, I know those potted bulbs will bring her weeks of enjoyment to come. Perfect really.
Thank you Dr. Lisa Watson! You've been a life saver more than once.
Moments knowing that your surprise was well received.
Moments sharing your light and love with those that give it to others.
Of course, that suggests that I have a ton of experience with NDs and know that know what the hell I'm talking about. I don't. Honestly, she's the only ND I've ever seen.
That said, she IS an amazing person. She goes above-and-beyond all the time. She takes time out of her personal time to check in on her patients (well me, but I assume she does that for all her patients). She is thorough and easy to share all your health bits and pieces with. Yes, even the embarrassing ones.
This past Thursday, she helped me out of a pinch. (Sorry for the pun!) I emailed her, she called me and we talked about options. No charge, no expectation of anything, just a "I don't think you need xxx, but this might help."
And it did. And she, in the end, missed out on an appointment that would have generated some income for her.
I needed to do something to thank her. For this moment and for all the others she's done in the past. It's a small token, but it hit the mark.
And for some reason, my name wasn't signed to the card! The gift was completely a surprise AND it came anonymously to her. BANGARANG!
I have since emailed her to let her know that I am happy that she was surprised and that it's a small token of my appreciation for all the over-and-above she does for me.
And, I know those potted bulbs will bring her weeks of enjoyment to come. Perfect really.
Thank you Dr. Lisa Watson! You've been a life saver more than once.
Moments knowing that your surprise was well received.
Moments sharing your light and love with those that give it to others.
Monday, April 7, 2014
Moments D714: Spring Flowers
Last week, with everything going on, I missed an appointment with my CFA. Terrible of me. So very unlike me, but, so it seems, a new side of me as I let things become less structured. (I've been told I'm too scheduled and structured....letting loose, for me, means missing appointments apparently!)
And so, today was our rescheduled moment. I was determined to make sure my CFA knew that I was appreciative of her time and that I didn't mean any disrespect. I offered to pick up a coffee for her, but she politely declined.
So I arrived early and with with a tiny pot of purple flowers.
She couldn't say no to flowers, right?
Sure enough, it was something that certainly brought a smile to her face. And one to mine for bringing her a smile.
What a delightful moment. What a wonderful way to start the week.
Moments sharing a tiny bit of love to show some respect and appreciation.
Moments knowing that a small gift will bring many days of smiles ahead.
And so, today was our rescheduled moment. I was determined to make sure my CFA knew that I was appreciative of her time and that I didn't mean any disrespect. I offered to pick up a coffee for her, but she politely declined.
So I arrived early and with with a tiny pot of purple flowers.
She couldn't say no to flowers, right?
Sure enough, it was something that certainly brought a smile to her face. And one to mine for bringing her a smile.
What a delightful moment. What a wonderful way to start the week.
Moments sharing a tiny bit of love to show some respect and appreciation.
Moments knowing that a small gift will bring many days of smiles ahead.
Sunday, April 6, 2014
Moments D713: Take a break!
Today was another day dedicated to school. That said, I slept in, enjoyed a cup (or two) of Jamaican Blue Mountain coffee and had a good long "wake-him-up" chat with EQ (he's at NAB!) before I dove into the pages and pages of information I had to read.
Instead of ploughing through the day as I normally would, ignoring the outside world entirely, I decided to take Heini up on her offer - a coffee break. And so late afternoon, tea time if you will, I headed out to meet her and another friend for a coffee.
I was diligent. I was only gone for 1.5 hours. Sure a long coffee break, but given that it would have been easy to spend the rest of the late afternoon/evening catching up, I'm pretty proud of myself for (a) getting out and taking a break at all and (b) sticking to my guns and not being longer than an hour over coffee. (I know, I know it was actually 1.5 hours all said and done. That's not so far off the mark, right?)
I had a great (short) visit with Heini and her friend.
I had a productive day with my readings.
And I made some banana bread to share with Heini.
My moment: taking a break.
I could (should!) get used to this.
Moments hitting pause and enjoying a beautiful spring day.
Moments realizing you can still be productive even if you take a break.
Instead of ploughing through the day as I normally would, ignoring the outside world entirely, I decided to take Heini up on her offer - a coffee break. And so late afternoon, tea time if you will, I headed out to meet her and another friend for a coffee.
I was diligent. I was only gone for 1.5 hours. Sure a long coffee break, but given that it would have been easy to spend the rest of the late afternoon/evening catching up, I'm pretty proud of myself for (a) getting out and taking a break at all and (b) sticking to my guns and not being longer than an hour over coffee. (I know, I know it was actually 1.5 hours all said and done. That's not so far off the mark, right?)
I had a great (short) visit with Heini and her friend.
I had a productive day with my readings.
And I made some banana bread to share with Heini.
My moment: taking a break.
I could (should!) get used to this.
Moments hitting pause and enjoying a beautiful spring day.
Moments realizing you can still be productive even if you take a break.
Saturday, April 5, 2014
Moments D712: Relief
So, I'm still dealing with the pinched nerve in my shoulder/neck. It hasn't been much fun. Sleep is short-lived as when I roll over to my side (either!) the pain wakes me. Sleeping on my back is not natural for me. It's been challenging.
Thursday after work, and a day of pain, I thought I'd see if I could get in for another acupuncture treatment. I've never had an acupuncture treatment with my naturopath and thought to myself, "why not?". Boy, am I glad that I stepped outside the box a bit. Honestly, if my naturopath wasn't also practising acupuncture I may never have contacted her. Shame on me, for her suggestions have offered the most relief and, in the end, I've learned something new.
My ND suggested that I pick up a homeopathic remedy: Hypericum Perforatum. This I've never tried before, but it's good for nerve related trauma. In her words, "it takes the edge off."
She also suggested doing an Epsom salt compress for the tender area as I hadn't been seeing any relief from an Epsom salt bath. (Again, something that I never thought about doing!)
So Thursday night, I started up with the hypericum perforatum and did my first Epsom salt compress. The edge was definitely lifting, but there was still a lot of pain. I can say that I slept deeply for the first time in nearly two weeks. Friday I found I still had some discomfort, but any time I took the hypericum perforatum the edgy pain noticeably diminished
I've kept up with the prescribed use of the hypericum perforatum through to today and did another Epsom salt compress.
And now, I'm a believer. Today, not only is the edge gone, but I feel like I have a shoulder and arm again. (It's been on again/off again numb/tingly.) I can turn my head side to side nearly completely. What sweet, sweet relief. Good thing because I needed to have a productive day to get through a lot of readings for school. BANGARANG!
All because I connected with my ND for a pinched nerve. It was random and unexpected to find solutions that were not based in either acupuncture or massage. Label me impressed.
And my ND did this all over the phone. I owe her. Big time.
Moments being shaken out of the box you didn't even know you were in.
Moments finally finding some relief from a pain you've been carrying for two weeks.
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