Maybe She is Crazy

I attended a wonderful brunch yesterday that a dear friend hosted.  Had a lovely time and ate waaaaaaay too much, but c’est la vie. 🙂

When I left her house and walked outside I noticed these clouds in the sky over the Catalina mountains.  Now I’m no weather or cloud formation expert, but I found them to be something that I’ve only seen once before.  I’m not sure that the image (taken with my phone) even does them justice.  Seeing them with my own eyes was one of those moments that takes your breath away.

People think I’m crazy when I express that I think we have visitors from space.  So if that’s what YOU think, hey, that’s fine with me.  I just happen to personally believe that we are not alone in this beautiful universe and that our little blue planet is not the only one with life.  I don’t believe in aliens (the kind that Hollywood depicts as being malicious).  But I do believe that our star brothers and sisters exist and that they are benevolent in nature.  Namaste’

Hope He Has a Sense of Humor

When I woke this morning, I found myself thinking of the folks in Newtown.  All I could do was join the collective of people around the world who are praying for those families. I know that we are all sending them our love and light.  Let’s not stop.

Since this is my blog, I feel like I need to say what I’m thinking about the media frenzy that surrounds this tragedy.  No matter how many details they find out or speculations they choose to post on their tickers, nothing will bring those victims back.  My question is this … why can’t the brave, REAL journalists out there share with us the stories of good that are/will happen now?  I hope we will get to see some of that.

Wanting to feel a little more light-hearted today, I happened to walk by the window and saw Santa trying to get up on our roof.  And since it’s raining, I hope he has a sense of humor.  I fear he is water-logged for sure, but he will survive.  He does every year.  Namaste’




Let Me Count the Ways

How many mistakes have you made in your lifetime to date?  Could you even count them?  It would take me a long time to even remember mine, let alone count them.

While cleaning up part of my office today, I came across a semi-hidden pencil cup.  I need to clean up the whole office so that these hidden and semi-hidden things surface.  Don’t rush me! I’ll get it done … eventually.

But I decided that a pencil and a written message would make a good subject for today.  Most pencils have erasers because we all make misteaks mistakes, right?  The question is … do we learn from our errors or just rush through life, not taking the time to look at our mistakes?  No one’s perfect.  We don’t need to beat ourselves up by any means.  Just pay more attention maybe.  Namaste’