Monday, September 24, 2007

Fall

If I could only bottle up fall and keep it close all year. Fall just wakes up all the senses. The smells which end up in the back of my throat almost tasting the fabulousness occurring before me, sights, feeling the leaves beneath my feet or as I scuff my feet through a pile as I walk, and hearing the leaves rustle with the wind, watching them falling to the ground. Listening to the river as it flows its natural course.

Walking I encountered someone who was in the same place I was. It was a spirit filled place and energy was teeming. I felt this person before I looked up from the place I was and a smile gradually found it's way across my face. A smile acknowledging the presence of something greater than all of us working between us. She was smiling the same smile I had found because she felt the interconnectedness as well.

I found what my soul needed in those few moments. I am carrying that wonderful energy with me even today and feel so refreshed and content for finding it still.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Basketball

The world is right, Phoenix beat Detroit for the WNBA championship this year. Swin Cash should leave the Detroit organization for an organization that will appreciate her.

Tonight Team USA plays Team Australia, yes I will be there, late for good reason :-) (yeah, I might be smitten - cautious but still smitten) but there. I'm hoping Team Aussie will wear their silly but showing Unitard they have worn in the past. Woof!!!

It is going to be interesting to see players froom all over the WNBA playing together rather than against one another. Especially Katie & Diana after the road to the championship. I wonder if Little Lambier will still be sporting the shiner courtesy of the Divine Miss D.

Bird, Taurasi, Agustus (I still wonder if she was the whole Pokey thing), Beard (hothothot), Cash, Ford, Douglas and the list goes on....all under one roof, tonight, here in the land of womens basketball, CT!!! Oooo, I got goosebumps just thinking about it. I'll letcha know how it went.


Tuesday, September 18, 2007

I'm Going to be Alright

I tell ya, I have no idea what has gotten into me lately (okay the last 3 weeks or more) but it is gradually lifting. I am feeling much better than I have in my last blogs. God I hate being in a funk like that and thanks to a very good friend for just listening to me (even when she should have just reached through cyberspace and smacked me upside the head) and imparting some objective insights on me. I am a good person and I just need to let the world see the real me even if it scares the bejeepers out of me. I am funny (and not just looking - haahaa), I am smart and she says I am cute (I am still having a hard time buying that one but okay I trust you). I am also on a journey and need to open myself to new friendships with individuals who are seeking as I am. Being in this place is frighteningly lonely and it has been this feeling of loneliness that has just been so overwhelming.

So here I am, feeling that something good is right around the corner. I am attempting to embrace the idea of goodness in my life because so far what I have been doing has not worked.

Situations in my life are just that, they do not define me, I am not the cause for or responsible for some of those that have absolutely managed to knock me on my tail lately. These situations are not a reflection of me, how I handle them is and I am making a choice to accept that which I cannot change. I am taking a leap of something (others call it faith, I don't believe in faith or the idea of faith at least not right now). Wish me luck!!! My good friend has given me a quote we have all heard probably a million times - "Leap and the net will appear." Well...here goes...........

Friday, September 7, 2007

Okay Not Feeling as Sorry for Myself Today

How about this color? My absolutely fav. Sorry about my self pitying blog yesterday. Today is a new day. Still kinda well still blahhhghh but what can I do. I can choose to have a good day. See when I allow myself time alone this is what happens. No more I say dernit (ya right - until next time).
I have been told I get in my own way or I just can't seem to get out of my own way. I am my own worst enemy and need to get out and stay out of my head. It is when in my head that things become enunciated and pointed. Good Lord, one would think knowing this about myself I would not continue to slip down the icy canals of my thoughts.
So tell me, how does one who is always considered the funny girl find herself taken seriously? I guess this is something I need to figure out. Hmmm. Tapping my fingers on my chin while thinking here (in between typing of course). Sry that was me being my naturally funny or is it sarcastic maybe cynical self.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Labor Day 2007

It was nice to get out today and just kayak alone. Time for me to be with me and my thoughts. No one to distract me from the quality time with myself. A time to run away from responsibility even if for just a few moments. It is sometimes scary for me to be alone, forcing myself to be with my thoughts and reflections. I wonder...well let's just say I wonder a lot of things.

It was a beautiful day, the sun was shining and there were not too many boaters on the lake so I was not fighting too many wakes out there. I saw witness to fall being right around the corner and thought to myself, "This would be a wonderful fall trip on the kayak when the leaves all begin to turn." I would love to do a "midnight" tour of the lake, I wonder if I can get anyone to do that with me next month right around the full moon. I know it will be chilly, but.....

It is great when you get out there and begin paddling because everyone you meet (or almost everyone) is out there because they enjoy it. They are quick with a smile and a hello, nice day. Make me wonder (here I go again with that wondering mind of mine) if the goodness in humanity is actually not dismissed forever as I am sometimes inclined to think. I can be so cynical sometimes, I think it is because I am a native here in CT (as I have been told by a temporary transplant it is the F*@$ you me first state).

I got home, unloaded my boat, packed up my gear and crashed by 8:30 (very unusual for me, the one who hates to sleep even though I know I need it (god do I need sleep otherwise look out), because I am afraid I might miss something that I would not otherwise get an opportunity to witness.