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5 good things about today...

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1. Lying on the floor in the learning centre, breathing, relaxing, visualizing. Opening my eyes and seeing 24 young bodies doing the same thing.

2. Going for a walk in the early evening and encountering a bear feeding on a berry bush. It huffed at me, an aggressive move. I just backed away and said, "Nice bear. Good bear."

3. Finding a DVD of the short lived t.v. series "Twitch City" at the library. You cannot believe how happy I am about that!

4. It's pouring rain outside and Lola still insists on going out, sitting in a dry corner of the patio, watching the birdies.

5. Having someone special to come home to. :heart:

What if...

...it all means something? Here's me, sitting, cooling my feet in someone's gold claim. Yeah, I looked for the huge nuggets that might make me a rich woman. No luck. Hmm. Maybe I'm rich in other ways...:D

The big move: Part 2

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Backyard view! Lots of places for a cat to explore.

Step three: move everything in, worry about where it goes later.

Next step, very important step. Set up the television. (la la la TM)

Wake me up when yer done shandy...

Such a novel idea! A full sized fridge! (the old apartment had a pint sized one)

..and a BATH! Moving on up in the world! :lol:

Hey shandy! Thish door is clozed!

The big move: Part 1

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Well, it's been a whole week since the big moving day. The moving weekend. It started Saturday afternoon as I moved most of the apartment contents outside under cover. My place was too small to stack up all the boxes and things and still have room to move around and clean. Yes, that small. My hip was very sore but I persevered and managed to get it all done by about 8:00 pm. The next morning we started packing up the car and van. W's friend with truck also came to help. Always make friends with people who have trucks.

Looking so empty! I loved this little place.



Watch the patina!



My car is compact but has an amazing amount of space in the hatchback.

Sleeping through it all.

Why'd ya have to wake me up shandy?

Pack and then unpack. The old tenants had not moved out yet! (No, that's not our apartment)


...more to come.

Well...

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I'm in the process of moving. And I have no camera to document the happenings. Tomorrow I shall take pictures of all these boxes and empty walls. I'm a bit sad to be leaving this small haven, my first home since first moving to China I can't remember how many years ago. It doesn't matter. Starting a new life full of possibilities. Exciting, and a bit scary.

Even Lola is freaking a bit! I think she thinks I'm going to leave her again. Right now, shes' purring away, sitting on my lap.

So, what to do while taking a break from packing. Reminisce about three months ago. What day was that? Day 5? 6? No matter. Here are more photos of the best vacation ever. Bahamas..day whatever.

It's Easter. Maybe Sunday. Everything is closed up. We decide to head north somehow, to see what is supposed to be the best beach on the island, Cocoplum Beach. Heading out the door I almost step on a little chameleon. I am astonished at how quickly they turn turn colour, almost instantaneously, to blend in with the environment. OH! Look at my wrinkly fingers! Yikes!


Anyway, as we've discovered, the best way to get around the island is by hitch hiking. People are so friendly here, they even stop to pick you up when you don't really want a ride! The first ride we get is only up to the airport. But it is in a proper taxi, driven by Mr. Rolle. Who just happens to be a cousin of Esther Rolle, the actress. What was she in? Good Times? And Roots? Can't remember. Anyway, the Rolles are famous around here. Mr. Rolle tells us stories of his youth, and the changes he has seen in island life since then. He drops us off, and we promise him, that we will call him to take us to the airport for our departure in a few days. So, we start walking down the road a bit. It's a hot hot day. Humid. Cars , trucks pass, and stop, ask us where we're going. Nope, not going there. But after a few minutes , success. A pickup truck. A young man dropping his girlfriend off after a night of partying on the Easter weekend. He drives us most of the way to the beach and then we walk about a kilometre or so down to the shore.

Yes, it is the best beach we've seen. No one here but us. Well, for a while anyway. The water is shallow and warm. I spend much of the time, combing the sand for shells and other interesting things.


"W", relaxing. Nice hat. Locally woven.


Yeah, hot humid day. And when we get back to the cottage, what is on TV but the World Figure Skating Championships! What a thing to be watching in the tropics! Unbelievable. And the best part! A nice Canadian boy won the gold! Happy happy day.

Money ruins everything

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Why do I have to live in a world where money is so important? Where my dream is supposed to be one of winning the lottery? I am happy to have purpose in my life and I am grateful that I'm not living in a dirty sleeping bag on the cold street where no one cares about me. There is more than enough money and food in the world to go around. There's a world food shortage? I don't believe it. What there is, is a shortage of compassion in the world. Sigh.

The List

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What to do what to do! What to do when that feeling comes that I have too much to do? What do all good Capricorns do? Yes Nic, we make lists!


It's Sunday, sleep in.
Read news/blogs/have a cup of tea
Blog
Set all the clocks/answering machine/watch forward an hourAnd now the VCR timer works properly!
Vacuum kitchen cupboards
Defrost fridge
Make pancakes
Put dishes away
Grocery shop
Revise list of things to take for trip
Plan clothes to wear for trip (BIG JOB!)
Gym and swim
Phone about an apartment to rent
Clean cat box
Laundry
Photocopy documents for trip
Go to library-return books-check out used books for sale
Used book store-one more book for holiday/plane reading
Check out Craigslist for cameras/Future shop gift certificates
Brush Lola's teeth :D
Take bottles/used clothing to recycling depot
Go to movie...hopefully


Funny, this reminds me of a little story one of my students read last week. Frog and Toad, "The List". Silly Toad decides to make a list of stuff to do because he's so busy. On his list are things like: Get up. Have breakfast. Get dressed. Visit Frog. On his way to visit Frog, the wind blows his list away and now he thinks he can't do anything without the list. So he sits all day under a tree with Frog, doing nothing. Doesn't sound so bad eh? :D

Another short parable...

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Once there lived a young woman with few possessions. The things she had were very precious to her though. One day her favourite thing became lost to her, vanished, no sign of it anywhere. She searched all over for it and tried retracing her steps in hopes she would find it again. Days went by, weeks. But no luck. It was gone. She gave up hope of ever finding it again.

One day she went shopping and tried to find something similar. She found a few things that made her happy for a brief moment, but the feeling would not last and she would return them after a short while. So, she gave up and thought to herself, well, I was happy with it and I can be happy without. No matter. Some things one cannot possess.

A few months went by and she decided to clean house. Her strength regained, she pulled out the couch to vacuum underneath. And there it was, amidst the crumbs and dusts, shining like new. Hidden all the while under a heavy weight, it had never really been lost.

Happy New Year!

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On ginger tea, social exlusion and stuff...

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Haven't posted for a few days. Busy traveling around visiting friends and family. So nice to have a reliable car now that I can feel safe driving in the winter. The best thing? It has heat. Was getting a little weary of scraping the ice off the inside of the windshield. No, seriously! I had planned on going to that meditation retreat again but I decided instead to visit family and friends. And practice driving my new car of course. Which, is getting better all the time!

Haven't been feeling well the past few days either. It started three days ago, but I ignored it, thinking that maybe I just ate too much at Xmas dinner. Well, it hit me full force last night, and today I have spent most of the day in bed, sipping on ginger tea. I dunno, just picked up a bug somewhere along the way. Good way to start the New Year's diet! :yuck:

Yesterday, driving back from a friend's I stopped in a city along the way. They have a great swimming pool there which had been built for the Canada Games a few years back. I thought maybe a swim might relieve my achy muscles and tiredness. Maybe revive me somehow. Anyway, I was swimming along, doing not too badly, but feeling a bit tired. I stopped for a bit of a rest. Then I hear, "Sandy...Sandy, is that you? You haven't changed a bit!" I look over to the next lane and there is this tall elegant woman. I recognize her instantly, a classmate from high school. She was in the "in" crowd back then. Me, I was a bit of a social outcast, but I was used to it, giving up totally on trying to be included in "their" silly games. I remember she was pretty nice though, but still one of the popular ones. We chatted a bit, exchanging info about our jobs, lives etc. She wondered if I had kept in touch with anyone from high school. I had not. Neither had she. She then asked if I was planning on attending the next reunion...which would be , gasp 30 years...in a few years. I said, "Oh, maybe. I've put my animosity about those years behind me. Might be kind of interesting to go. "

And then she admitted something that surprised me. Sometimes she has dreams about her teenage years and being socially excluded. I found that surprising, "You, socially excluded?" She admitted that no, she wasn't excluded in high school but she always felt that she didn't fit in, though she tried and she went through a difficult time her graduating year.

Funny, I didn't feel any sense of karmic retribution. Like, ha ha you got what you deserved! Just a feeling that things are not always as they seem. And that even though I was one of the ones being picked on, I still had a strong awareness of self, of who I really was. I was just trying to figure it all out, make sense of life. I wasn't the only one. And in a way, I was selfish and a bit judgmental to assume that everyone around me was happy and I was the only miserable one.


Anyway, I'll be going back home tomorrow, for a couple of days of quiet time before New Years Eve. I have a little secret about that day, but that will have to wait. No expectations, but a lot of hope and little doubt. :happy:



What's the value of knowing yourself? For one, you can't like someone unless you know them.