Sunday, January 31, 2010

Sunday, sunday

 
Understanding (as if) for the first time the desire to sleep in.  But enjoying the view of the quiet early morn.  (Thanks to my 'plantie' friend for the bday beauty who she promises will be most difficult to kill :-)

 
We're city-bound en famille today.  AMNH, Central Park, NYC tchotchke shopping, and dinner with my moms.  These will keep me so cozy (thanks to my sister who knit these tips down in Schaefer Heather in the Hermione colorway...with yarn I gave her for her birthday :-)

I guess I should have woken at 6:30 to get in Qigong...off to make onigiri and fry up some hotdogs for our take-along lunch.

Peace and love.

My little party

If you were there you can believe I didn't take a single picture.  If you weren't, imagine that...I didn't take a single picture.

I am overwhelmed, truly, at how lucky I am.  My friends and family rock.  The food was fantastic (potluck), the conversation flowed, and there was simply a sparkling, warm and generous energy abounding.

 

I gave out these chocolates as a party favor as my lovely guests departed.  And a cd called "44".  The track list (let me know if you want a copy):
On The Radio/Regina Spektor
I Was Made For You/She & Him
Australia/The Shins
Your Fire Your Soul/Dar Williams
This Tornado Loves You/Neko Case
Summers/Loney, Dear
God Made The Automobile/Iron & Wine
Let it Be/Nick Cave     
Hot Burrito #1/Raul Malo, Dave Pomeroy, Pat Flynn & Rob Ickes
The Night/Morphine
By Your Side/Sade
Life On Mars?/Seu Jorge
Fok/Ólafur Arnalds
Missing You/Blue Mitchell
Our Braided Lives/matt pond PA
Cartoons and Forever Plans/Maria Taylor
Rock-It/Herbie Hancock
Feel Good Inc./Gorillaz 
Hot N Cold/Katy Perry
Waterloo/ABBA  

Saturday, January 30, 2010

Birthday pendant


Love the spiral, love you.  Thank you Jacqueline and Vanessa ♥

Friday, January 29, 2010

Full

 

  

  

  

  

  

Heading into the kitchen to cook for my lovely friends who will be here tomorrow evening for my birthday potluck.  (Those absent...you are already part of me and always will be.)

Ratatouille, potato salad, brownies (yeah, you know the ones...)

Cleaning what I can.

Vinny at 5:30.

Lula Washington Dance Theatre with Vanessa tonight.

Tomorrow morning, family members' morning at the Newark Museum.

Full.  With life and love, energy and breath.  As full as the moon tonight.

Lulling me by and by

It was quite the evening. Sag is home and sleeping peacefully. The adrenalin has left the building and I am tumbling into bed.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Out back today.




from underneath.


 wisteria pods.

 
 dried fruit.

  
 winter thyme.

 
hat fell.


droplet.


 hydrangea.

 
 iris.

 
 thought of B.

 
 bark.

 
 Miyazaki.

 
more bark.

 
somewhere else.

 
 creating.

 
in it.


 dapper.


Wednesday, January 27, 2010

The body does not lie

Yesterday I enjoyed two lovely meals out. 

Lunch was decadent given how my eating habits have changed since the new year.  Creme fraiche swirled into my butternut squash soup (which most likely already contained dairy), risotto with a generous shaving of Parmesan on top and a hunk of braised beef short rib nestled in its center (and whatever dairy was already stirred into it for maximum creaminess) and my key lime pie dessert ('nuff said).

I couldn't finish my risotto or pie.  Which is totally 'new' me.  In part it's because by eating almost exclusively at home, I have not been eating as much food in a sitting than I have in the past (it's easy to eat more than you need to when you are portioned something by someone else rather than serving yourself).  In part it's because I haven't been eating much meat or dairy and so these dishes were just too darn rich for my blood, in three short weeks.

By the time the meal was over, I felt like I was in a drugged state.  My mind and body did not feel like my own.  I was fuzzy...cottony...and would have been happy to lie down and sleep it off.

Except, I didn't.  I walked out into the fresh air instead.  Which was good.

Except, I wouldn't have slept it off with a nap.  Because despite walking quite a bit more that afternoon, much more than I usually do, and eating a relatively light dinner (bibimbap and kimchee, well and okay, I did have the frozen yogurt from Pinkberry...)  I felt lethargic this morning and was bloated and puffy all over.

I practiced Qigong this morning which cleared up some of the cobwebs.

But, I had some homemade cheese pizza for lunch (once I consume some cheese, it sets off a chemical reaction in me and it becomes much easier for me to say "yes" without even thinking about it).

I went to a cat house this afternoon and then another one tonight.  During dinner my nose started getting stuffy and then runny and I could feel fluid begin to rattle around my throat and chest.  My cat allergies were zooming right back (symptoms tend to ease up if I lay off the dairy).

It's not all about the food.  I am finally making a true shift in my understanding of my body vis-a-vis food.  But, my sensitivity, these reactions with such quick turnaround, tell me that my mind and body are more attuned to each other and that I am open to hear this discomfort, this cacophony of experience.  And I get it.  I'm off balance. 

I haven't been getting enough sleep.

I'm dealing with balancing life with an addition to our family...it's all good, but it still requires shifting and adjusting.

I'm surfing some new waves of awareness and energy.  Again, all good, but it's keeping me on my toes.

I don't have enough time to do everything I want to or need to.

It is a good time to boost the Qigong practice.  Change of season is coming to an end and we're entering Liver season.  For all intents and purposes, my season.  I have a chance here to dig a little deeper and feel really good as I surge through the season.

44 here I come!



Revisit the big apple

I just edited the previous post to add more words about our day yesterday.  I was pretty tired last night when I posted the pics :-)

Big apple

V and I headed into the city today to meet up with E, my best friend from Hunter, whose family hosted V's mom (J) when she came to NYC as a Swiss exchange student back in '82-'83.

We had a blast.  The weather was picture perfect and the food was delicious.  There was a lot of walking and talking while soaking up the sights, sounds and smells of life in the city.

After we parted, V and I met up with my sister for shopping, dinner and Pinkberry.

A very special shout out to Cap who spent the day with the boys, giving up his basketball time.


E and V in Times Square.  As E pointed out to me, "J" looks very young in this photo :-)  We returned to Times Square later in the day and the colors were completely different as the sun began to set.

 
My one picture of the three of us.

 
Heading toward Bryant Park (a blip of excitement for Project Runway fans like V and me :-) and the main branch of the New York Public Library.

 
I highly recommend stepping into this building.  It is stunningly gorgeous inside.  They have exhibits, but we opted to just go upstairs and walk around.

 
E had some great tidbits of info about Grand Central Station from a tour she took of it a few years ago.  There's a small spot on the restored ceiling that was left as it had been for decades and decades, the buildings around the station have escalators taking you to their second floors because the ground around the station is elevated itself and the elevator mechanisms cannot go underground...

 
E was in charge of finding us a place to eat.  It's Restaurant Week and she treated us to lunch at Metrazur, where our 20th and 25th high school reunions were held.  Lunch was delicious.  V had the gnocchi starter, risotto main and chocolate chip banana financier dessert.  I had the butternut squash soup starter (really good, the risotto (which came with a pretty perfect hunk of braised beef short rib in the middle of it), and key lime pie.  I made the others bask in the aroma of my dessert plate.  It came with its own fragrant and amazing atmosphere of tropical fruit. 

 
We went to the Empire State building.  The day after a blustery and stormy winter storm is apparently the time to go.  There were no lines anywhere from when we stepped into the building to getting up to the 86th floor.  Once we were on the observation deck, we were greeted with the clearest most fantastic views.

 
Two dudes from South Africa were here.

 
My fave shot of the day.  I was down on the ground on my elbow and knees, hair cascading on concrete...

 
Dudes, that's ocean you see out yonder.

 
Evidence of how brains can be rewired.  I kept seeing Lego structures everywhere I looked...

 

 

 
E took us to a hidden gem.  There's a bar/lounge on the 8th floor of the Marriott in Times Square.  There are a bunch of tables up against a big curved window...reminiscent of a bay window but on a much larger scale.  The one drink minimum is worth the experience of sitting and relaxing in some climate control.  Some peace and quiet while gazing out at the neon hustle and bustle.  (And very nice restrooms, a cool elevator and interesting interior design/architecture :-)

 
Once shopping came onto the table, E beat a hasty retreat :-)  V and I walked down to one of the three H&M's in the area (my sister consulted her shopper co-workers who recommended the one on 34th and 7th).  My sister met us there and we continued on to Macy's where we encountered this old school escalator.

 
A lovely gibbous moon in a clear cold sky followed us as we walked to Korea Way for dinner.

 
We all enjoyed the kimchee and bibimbap.  The simple and robust flavors, the heat of the spices, the warmth of the tea and rustic wood restaurant interior...all made for a lovely end to a quite perfect day.

On the train ride home J called us on my cell from Peru and we all chatted about our exciting and wonderful day in the city.  Life in 2010.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Seeing qi



I went to Dragon's Way class tonight.  And saw qi.  Internal energy.  While practicing Qigong with the group.

What I see is lava lamp like color blobs...not as liquid in texture...more like sea anemones against a velvety black background.

I usually see it when V does his thing.  The head work I've written about where he holds his hands just over and around the crown of my head.  When he does that, I see purple.  Routinely.

During the last exercise tonight, The Dragon Stands Between Heaven and Earth, I stood with my eyes closed, holding the pose, breathing into the meditation.  I realized that there was color blooming into the edges of the black behind my eyes.  Kind of orange-y.  Faint.  Almost like pulses.

I felt a flush of gratitude for this new experience.

Then realized almost immediately that this was not a new experience.  I used to see colors like these a lot.  When I was a kid.  I remember lying in bed at the beginning of my night and seeing lots of colors when I closed my eyes.

I then felt a wave of reassurance.  There is no doubt I am on the right path.  I am healing myself, with guidance, returning to a more vibrant and healthful state of being.

My qi is revealing itself, no longer flickers of intuition peeking out at me from around corners, but taking form, making appearances which have crossed the line from pleased-to-meet-you to oh-my-goodness-it's-been-a-long-time-great-to-see-you-again.

I feel the power of possibility...of potential, within me.  Sometime in the future, I will routinely see purple, big beautiful blobs of it, when I practice Qigong.  I am sure of it.

Monday, January 25, 2010

Monday music

Thank you to L and her mom, K, for the introduction.  A bit of music to bop you into your Monday...

Sunday, January 24, 2010

Crafting circle

The new year has already brought about a series of becomings (seeds of thought becoming action).

This afternoon I hosted a crafting circle.  I am hoping to sit and "craft in companionship", as my friend E put it, with whoever gathers once a month.

Today we had:


scrapbooking,


jewelry making,


and knitting.

It was peaceful and productive.  Swells of conversation followed by quiet handwork.  And when we got hungry, there was mjeddrah.



And it begins...



The truth: I love gift giving (and receiving).  Thanks B!