living purposefully…not perfectly
Our full moon will display its complete splendor on Saturday (3:19am Ottawa) and emotions may explode. Dave hesitates to leave the house on the full moon. He says he is a magnet for “full moon people.” I say bring on the full moon people (as I lounge safely on the couch). As long as they are howling at the moon and not at me, it’s all good.
Read more “Sacred Space and Full Moon Madness”It’s been a mundane afternoon. I’ve been pulling nails out of beadboard pried from the cabin interior so Dave can get a better look at the carnage that lies within. He needs to figure out what is going on with the existing electrical and is losing hair quickly every time he scratches his head and mutters dispiritedly.
Read more “lesson#5 Brandy Inspired Bites”
Happy Lunar New Year! We have some incredible energies thrown our way this weekend: the new moon, the start of the Lunar New Year, and Valentine’s day.
Read more “lesson#4 The Grooviness of Gratitude”
I am up early and although usually a morning person, I am a grumpy, unwilling one. Sleep and I have a tumultuous relationship so I relish any blessed hours of slumber.
Read more “What Messes Us Up the Most”Dave has committed to the project in writing and we are now the proud official owners of 4.3 acres, a “hunt camp”, a leaning tower of Pisa outhouse and various junk piles on a peaceful private road across from a lovely little lake.
Read more “lesson#3 Baby Toe Blues”I’ve been thinking more about change and swan dives and leaps of faith after writing #2 Monkey Mind and Swan Dives. The karma challenge was to look at something in our lives, big or small, where perhaps we could practice a little lettin’ go in order to grow ‘n’ change.
Read more “Crustacean Wisdom”I have a serious case of the dreaded mind monkeys. These jokers chatter incessantly and change persona depending on what will provide the greatest torment. They often become a mariachi band right before I desperately need a good night’s sleep.
Read more “lesson#2 Monkey Mind and Swan Dives”I treat myself to a half hour snowshoe in the back woods this afternoon. It is a sunny cold day in Ottawa. When the sky is this blue and happy, the spirit has to follow.
Read more “Dappled Light”
It’s a beautiful September morning and the gray goose is running well, the repaired muffler ensuring my presence is less offensive. I’m on my way to view (yet another) cabin property in southwest Quebec, a mere hour from the interprovincial bridges in Ottawa.
Read more “lesson#1 (not) Love at First Sight”