ShoesDay — The Ones That Did Me In

It’s ShoesDay! Happy Summer! We are having fun reminiscing absolutely it our favorite shoes— and our least favorite. I wrote about Pink Mary Jane Chunky heels, black athletic DKNY Mary Janes, and the versatile Patricia Slides. My dear friend Dani waxed poetic re: her platform espadrille wedges. And now I am going to tell you about the shoes I was wearing on the day I fell splat on my face last summer.

When I bought these the previous autumn, I was enticed by the soft step. I had the same brand in a patent leather Mary Jane flat, which was great for work, play, and singing at church. In fact, I rather liked the fact that they didn’t click or clunk as I walked from behind the piano to the center aisle, then up steps to the lectern to proclaim the Psalm. No Harriet Hardheels for me! So I was intrigued to find the simple gold flat. The bottom was a neutral “old scotch tape” color— you know what I mean. It was hardly committal in its translucence, it sort of ended up looking like the color of yellow rubber cement, which blended by default into the neutral gold. Comfortable as tennis shoes, I could even run in them. The neutral color looked nice with dresses, being similar enough skin tone, as short girls know, they almost make you look taller, by visually extending the leg.

Truth be told, I wore them too often. If I had to go to the soccer field or the softball field, they were already almost the same color as dirt. It’s not like they became cloudy as my aforementioned black patent leather mary janes did!

The problem with wearing them everyday is that they wear down. There were holes in the athletic gummy soles, but not in the inside of the shoe. So I kept wearing them. I remember thinking, I need to replace these soon, but school had started, as well as soccer season, and marching band season … I had to pre-order the darn high school school yearbook for freaking $75.00– so I decided to wait until my next credit card cycle to replace these shoes.

So it was only the second day of the school year, but still August. In that in-between time, when we are still in denial of our summer being usurped by school and all that comes with it. I had just dropped off both kids at their respective schools, then decided to stop back home to pick up dear daughter’s soccer bag, since we’d forgotten to pack it before school. It was supposed to be a real quick stop, then I would resume my trek to work.

I should state here that my driveway is an incline.

Sometimes if the garage door clicker isn’t working, we press the wall button and run outside under the closing garage door, careful to step over the sensor just at the bottom of garage. We’ve done his hundreds of times, without problems.

But not this day.

I remember thinking I DON’T HAVE TIME FOR THIS! as I stashed said soccer bag in my parked, running car, as I ran back into the garage, getting ready to do the under-door dash. I pressed the button with my left hand and started running.

I thought the door was coming down faster than usual, so I started running faster, struggling to stop (while remaining hunched over) and step over the empty space where the sensor reads.

I heard the sensor catch and the door stop as I tried to stop my fall. There was my running car on my left and a row of prickly thorny roses on my right. My legs kept running, down the driveway incline (read HILL) and I went splat in the middle. On my face.

I remember lifting my head up and seeing blood. My whole head throbbed. I remember thinking I wanted to put my head down. In all honesty, I think I passed out. Because my next memory is picking myself up off the sidewalk.

I somehow got my bleeding self into my car as my neighbor rushed over to check on me. He kindly offered to take me to the ER. I said it was ok, my husband was working from home that day, as he would take me. I moved my car out from blocking the sidewalk, to park in the driveway somewhat properly, then I grabbed a couple of wipes to clean my hands- bleeding from both my palms and my knuckles. It was then that I caught my first glance of my face in the rear view mirror. Yup. Huge gash in my nose. I parked and turned the car off. Ran inside to get my husband.

Thankfully it wasn’t worse, and I was able to get 7 stitches and come back home. I took the rest of the week off and enjoyed a 3 day weekend. Benefits are a beautiful thing. Thankfully my family was able to handle the school, soccer practice and marching band practice drop-offs and pickups.

But you know that when I got home from the stitches, the first thing I did was throw those shoes in the trash. Even dear hubby said they had Bad Juju.

One final word of wisdom– see your local shoe cobbler, before it’s too late! It is often less expensive to repair a worn shoe, than it us to replace it. (Sometimes, you’ll find that it is even out of stock.) I’ve taken handbags to my local cobbler, as well, to repair broken straps. (Ooh- should we do purses next?)

Moms, especially: don’t be a martyr. Wear good shoes.

Happy #ShoesDay!

Tuesday, ShoesDay! Vol. 2: DKNY Mary Jane

Happy ShoesDay! I decided to write a series on shoes this summer. Join me as I reflect on my favorite- and least favorite- shoes.

Sometime after my first child was born, I happened upon a delightful pair of athletic Mary Janes. They were perfect in every way — cute, comfortable, casual, and suitable for dressy. Is this not the miracle shoe? I felt fully and truly myself in them. They were reminiscent of my younger days, bridging my whimsical ways whilst functioning for practical days. My post-childbirth mirror wasn’t reflecting my pre-motherhood identity anymore, but still I held on. They looked like a ballet flat, felt like a tennis shoe. I brought them to Alaska in summer of ‘04 where they worked for a baptism, rehearsal dinner, wedding, reception, and hike. I danced the Electric Slide in these shoes whilst holding my then-toddler! My cousin, the bride, told me they were great for travel. If only she knew they were for every day. These were great with jeans, pants, skirts, or dresses. I particularly liked them with a midi floral sundress. Perfect for an evening at the theater.

If only I had taken better care of them. If only they didn’t have that sneaker toe flaw. (You know what I mean- the sole curls up over the toes and that part peels and separates- kicking stroller brakes only exacerbated this already fatal flaw.) If only I’d thought to take them to the local cobbler. If only they weren’t discontinued after a year.

The next year DKNY replaced them with the Muse. Even the Macy’s salesman told me, “It’s just not as good as last year’s” and it wasn’t. Unfortunately this is the model name I remember. It wasn’t as cute. Still lighter than a tennis shoe and passable for work. But not the same. By this time, Skechers were everywhere and everyone was trying to sell me those. Skechers are ok, but I mean DKNY is DKNY. What I liked about the DKNY was that it had a raised ankle tab like a real athletic shoe, which was very comfortable for the sudden plantar fasciitis which I now sported post-childbirth.

I wore them to work, and on the weekends. Becoming a new working mom, I’d had to minimize any time-consuming routines, and that meant tying my own shoes. Goodbye, granny boots. Hello, slip-on pseudo-sneakers. (Check back later this summer for my reflection on the granny boot.)

Skechers are fine and I’ve owned many since. Dansko is where I seem to land these days- again I wear them nearly daily and so they last only a year. Softwalk is cute and comfortable, as well. But these are merely facsimiles.

For years it’s been difficult to even find an image. But I decided to look on eBay- where- lo and behold- they are for sale. I don’t think I’m size 8 anymore- but as my Auntie Ling used to say- “Even if don’t fit, FIT.”

Should I buy them?

What are some of your favorite shoes? Tell us in the comments!

Inspired by the book Love, Loss, and What I Wore by Ilene Beckerman.

Tuesday, ShoesDay!

Happy Tuesday, Friends! 👠

Do you have a favorite pair of shoes? Do you remember slipping them on for the first time? Did an angel chorus sing? Or did your fairy godmother squeal with delight?

Were you sad when they finally wore out? Were you upset when they were discontinued? (I’m talking to you, 9west.)

This is the pair that comes to mind when I think about my favorite shoes. Baby pink patent leather chunky heel Mary Janes. Behold.

I had these in my mid-twenties, in the 90s. I remember I felt so confident in them. I was not really a shoe girl, but I had my favorites. This was a perfect mix of whimsy and sensibility. They were playful, but not reckless. I had just earned my graduate degree, and I still liked Hello Kitty, thankyouverymuch.

The picture above is very close, but truth be told mine were more pink/ less blush, and had a round toe. These babies took me from my bookstore day job to my evening choir director responsibilities. I wore these with a pink skirt/ white top combo, or jeans, or my favorite spring dresses. I recall one Easter dress that was mint with pink flowers: cap sleeve, v neck, fit-and-flare midi. Perfect for conducting the choir and musicians. I never felt like I would topple over, as the heel was nice and sturdy.

My then-boyfriend, now-husband, didn’t appreciate them. (He is a trained mechanical engineer.) He had even discussed them with his mother. In a rare motion of solidarity by my future mother-in-law, she made sure to wear all pink, including pink tennis shoes, next time he visited her. “Nice, Mom,” he said, and smiled.

The pink patent leather became worn and scuffed grey. Sadly, mine went away with donation.

But soon after, I would get them in white for my wedding. And my bridesmaids got them in velvety midnight blue. I still have my sister’s pair, which I wore for my 40th birthday recital with a wide strap sleeveless blue velvet sweetheart neckline hi-lo midi dress. I stood center stage and sang, but I could also rock out at the piano.

And last year I picked them up in gold. More about those in a future post.

What about you? Tell me about your favorite shoe.

Inspired by the book Love, Loss, and What I Wore by Ilene Beckerman.

Friday Friends: Katie * Your Writer Big Sister * Masters

Happy Friday, Friends! I started featuring the writing community on Fridays as a thank you to those who helped launch my first book. And I found I just loved it so much, I wanted to keep doing it! I’m delighted to feature Katie Masters today. Read on to meet Katie!

So, what have you written/created?

I mean, if you wanted to go back far into the archives in the life-of-Katie, you’d find sailor moon fanfiction and whole spiral notebooks full of stories written from the age of twelve onward! But since I’m pretty sure you don’t want to read those (and really, you probably shouldn’t), I can thankfully point you to the things I have had published! 

 

The first (literally, my very first!) book I wrote was picked up by Fire & Ice YA, a modern-day Irish mythology book entitled, Brenna Morgan & the Iron Key. It’s kind of my baby and while I do intense research for all of my books, this one is near and dear to my heart as it’s part of my heritage. Most recently my modern-day sci-fi thriller Beacons, got picked up last year by Pandamoon Publishing and is slated to come out this year! I’ve also self-published a novella that’s the first in a series I’m creating entitled The Bone Dancer.

Currently I’m working on my lesbian Victorian romance and hoping to pitch it soon. I’m also probably the worst person in the world to ask what I’ve created or what I’m working on because I’m always creating and my answer today might be different tomorrow! I’m also juggling two different  Middle Grade series, and a lesbian slice of life graphic novel (done in Japanese manga style). 

 I’m also writing full news articles on my Patreon page for my Enchanted Forest News updates that I do on twitter!

…..Yeah. That sounds like a lot even to me. 

I don’t know how I haven’t gone insane either.

Where can we find you on social media?

You can find me practically everywhere but especially on twitter! I also have an Instagram and authortube channel on youtube! I’m pretty sure the links to them all will be down below.

What inspired you to start tweeting as Your Writer Big Sister?

 

Oh man! I think you’re the first person to ask me that! As it happens, I’m in fact, a big sister in real life! But as I went on twitter I realized I was spending a lot of time (worthwhile time!) cheering on a lot of writers on twitter, and giving a lot of advice and doing a lot of beta reading and I realized—all of these wonderful people didn’t have a ‘big sister’. They didn’t have someone to cheer them on in their life, or tell them they weren’t crazy and to not listen to their close minded parents who put padlocks on their dreams.

 

So I took it upon myself to be everyone’s Writer Big Sister. 

I was lucky that as a teen, I had the opportunity to be coached by some writers and I wanted to do the same thing—to be the cheerleader for the writer who doesn’t have someone to do it  forthem in their life.

 

What subjects and causes are near and dear to your heart?

 

SO. MANY. Note the cap locks! But I know I should narrow it down to two. LGBTQ is right on the top of my list—right there with conservation. I’m an ally, always have been, always will be. But I would like the world to remain habitable so that we can all still be alive to read books, explore nature, and love whoever the hell we want. Which is why I so strongly support conservation. I spent half of my childhood in apartment and the other on boats on the ocean and a tipi on a lonely mountain. Nature and keeping it around and leaving it better than it was is huge for me.

 

What’s the first piece of writing that you remember being proud of and why?

The first piece of writing I was ever truly proud of was a fantasy book I was writing in Jr. high. I was very serious about it and it was the reason I learned to type so fast on a computer! I wanted to write it as fast as it was running around in my head! I was proud of it because I wrote a truly great villain and even my mom (who is the hardest person in the world to impress) was impressed with her. 

 

Looking back at it now I can say “oh yeah, I was definitely thirteen” and even pinpoint what author influenced my word choices or plot development. But even now, it’s still something I’m proud of, since I was so young and taking on a huge world building project.

How many books did you read last year?

 

I um….I didn’t keep count exactly but maybe 30? I felt I wasn’t reading enough though and I’m trying to fix that this year!

 

Which of them stood out?


Well, I’m sure not everyone will count it, but The Prince and the Dressmaker, which is a graphic novel by Jen Wang. The art is freaking gorgeous, the story doubly so. It’s just such a wonderful blend of fashion and heart! I just wish it could’ve kept going!

 

How did you get the idea to tweet Enchanted Forest News?

 

I honestly don’t know! It was just sort of something that kind of lighting flashed into my brain one day. I wrote one news flash and it took off like crazy on twitter and people started asking me if I was going to do it daily—so I did! Initially (and to this day) I was using for a fun background/easter egg plot drop to my Enchanted Forest middle grade series I’m working on. It’s meant to take place a few years prior to the start of the first book, andsets the stage for a lot of the plots in the series! 

It’s honestly grown to be so much more than I thought it would be, mainly due to the many people who comment on it and tell me how much the updates mean to them! It’s really kept me going, to be honest!

 

What is your theme song?

Oh that’s so hard! It depends on the day and the mood I’m in! But I would say overall my theme song is “keep your head” by Andy Grammar. Although lately it’s been “high hopes” by Panic! At the Disco. Pretty sure you can see a theme forming at this point right?

What is your all-time favorite movie?

 

Okay firstly, you need to know something about me. I love movies as much as I love books. I’ve grown up watching silent films, old film noire, musicals…you name it, I’ve watched it. Soto pick only one is impossible for me! I don’t think I could even pick one in one genre! But I’ll say one of my favorite movies of all time is the 1990’s version of Pride and Prejudice because they did that book so much justice and to this day it’s the best book-to-film adaptation I’ve ever seen.

Fight me!

 

What songs can you play on the ukulele?

 

I can play all kinds of songs! I love playing Rebecca Sugar songs (I mean, really who doesn’t?!) on it, but I also write my own songs, and I like learning modern day songs too. I think one of my favorite bands to play from is Of Monsters and Men (from the Little Talks album).

 

What plants do you have growing in your garden?

 

Asking that is like asking a booktuber how many books they have on their shelf. You’ve entered dangerous ‘list’ territory my friends! To those who don’t know me, by the way, I garden! I’m like…maybe a little obsessed with gardening. I don’t want your eyes to glaze over, so I’ll give you the shortened version! I have seven different kind of berry bushes, an apple tree, plum tree, 2 kinds of grapes, rhubarb, strawberries, and three raised beds filled with seasonal veggies (and onions and garlic).

Fun bonus fact: all of my berries and trees are in pots because I rent and can’t plant anything permanent in the ground!

 

Ranch or Blue Cheese?

Ranch. Always ranch.

 

Name one faraway place you would like to visit.

 

My life goal since I was twelve years old is to go to Japan. I’ve literally learned to read and write and speak the language since I  was a kid and I still haven’t gotten to go. I’m hoping to fix that someday soon (I say that, by my book sales just laugh at me).

What’s your favorite tea?

My favorite tea is the Private Reserve from the Los Rios Teahouse (they sell their teas online too, bless them!)!

 

Is there anything else you would like to share with us today?

Yes There is! This writing business is tough. If you’re writing a book right now, you know that. But I want you to know you’re not alone. The worst things you can do are withdrawal when you’re stuck, and give up. If you’re having a hard time, there’s a community on twitter for your going through the same thing—or have gone through it and lived to tell tale.

You are not alone, and people want you to reach out. I know that can be scary because a lot of you might be introverted or feel you don’t have the right or the ‘standing’ to ask for help or advice.

I’m here to tell you, you are. You are worth the time people invest in you. You are worth the time you invest in yourself. And your books are worth the time you’ve put into them. If you feel stuck or lost or frustrated, reach out. Reach out to me, or to the writing community.

But you are not alone. Please keep writing!

 


Thanks, Katie! I’ve always wanted a big sister!

Here’s where you can find Katie and her books!

Twitter: https://twitter.com/Katie_Masters29

Instagram: https://www.instagram.com/katie_masters/

Patreon: https://www.patreon.com/KatieMasters

Brenna Morgan and the Iron Key

Book Trailer: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PAKV7lMmK10

Amazon: https://amzn.to/2GBnEzY

The Bone Dancer: https://amzn.to/2E7gTnT

Wellness Wednesday: What I’m Working On

Happy Midweek, Friends! I started writing about Wellness topics on Wednesdays because I noted that so many of my creative friends struggle with balance, as do I. Join me as I journey to wellness and balance and make mistakes along the way.

I am tardy for Wellness Wednesday this week, but I am okay with that.  Because I am working on Letting It Go.

Holiday Collage

Tis the Season

This is something I have been working on for some time, in many forms.  I lost some friendships over the past couple of years and that really made me realize a couple of things.  Sometimes I just need to let them go.  Even though they may have been wrong and I may have been right, it just doesn’t even matter anymore.  We didn’t need to be friends anymore and I didn’t need to even tell them so.  I let it go. (Ok so one still hasn’t returned my things.  I admit I am keeping a Messenger open in case that happens. Alas.  Maybe I should just let that one go, as well.)

I downsized from an SUV to a sedan, and I had to learn how to deal with trunk storage efficiency.  (still learning) Then my office was being remodeled and I had to work in a different city. I took advantage of the time to review my boxes and remove what was old and unnecessary.  I was able to shred a ton of old papers, have one box contents imaged digitally, and for another- I am going to transfer the cd files to the digital archive. Progress!

A donation truck comes round our neighborhood tomorrow.  I was saving some clothing items for a former co-worker’s son- but it’s been years since I’ve seen him.  So tomorrow, out they go.  Sing with me now (to the tune of Let it Snow): Let it go, let it go, let it go!

I am so blessed as I have some wonderful friends and family members who are such outstanding beams of joy- but perhaps it has made me have high expectations of others.  I’m learning to tone down my levels of expectations and realize that other people have their own stuff going on and sometimes they just can’t see their actions.  When my daughter’s friends parents (who only have one child) don’t even acknowledge my older child,  I admit that does make me kinda furious inside.  But likely they don’t know better,  they don’t have older children and so sometimes don’t even know how to talk to them. Other people may have their own blocks, or they’re too far invested in their perceptions that they aren’t likely to change.  Can I let them go?  Some people I can let go, as long as I don’t see them.  Right?  Bueller?

I admit I have high expectations of myself.   I wrote two books, one musical, and recorded an album.  Why aren’t I more successful? Why can’t I find time to sit down and write my next book?  Why don’t I have more savings? Why did I forget about that school thing? Why didn’t I see that email?  Why can’t I keep up blogging three times a week?

Why can’t I just love myself and let myself be?

I am pretty aware, and I do have a lot going on, but I also have a pretty good support system and many tools available to me. I can focus and start using them to my advantage.  You know how when you have the right mindset, things just come to you?  Like that year when I truly believed that I was lucky, and I kept winning everything.  I want to live there.  I’m working on it.

Lots of times I do one thing, or see another, and then I think: Is this my thing?  Maybe this could be my thing.

Like that time I wrote a book.  Maybe this could be my thing.

Or when I wrote that essay on how Harry Potter helps my family with Autism. Maybe this could be my thing.

Or when I started making collage journals.  Maybe this could be my thing.

Or when I started travel writing.  Maybe this could be my thing.

The thing is- they are all my thing. I am me, and I am comprised of all these things.

I just discovered a crafty planning community.  I love the integration of scrapbooking elements with planning.  Remember I like to Plan, to Have Fun.

Integration.  Maybe this is My Thing.

What’s Your Thing?

 

Monday Music: Billy Joel and the Triangle

Sirius XM Satellite Radio launched the Billy Joel Channel a couple weeks ago and I have been in musical heaven.  His music has been such a strong part of my life since the 70’s, really.  I remember the family vacations and road trips in the 80’s when we finally figured out that everybody likes Billy Joel, and no one needs to suffer through the other generation’s music choices. (I enjoy many styles of music, but when my father’s favorite Willie Nelson and my mother’s favorite Julio Iglesias sang a duet- that was too much for my teenage sister and I to handle.)  His classical affinity shines through his melodic rock, and his lyrics are so poignant.  (More about Billy Joel’s music here.)

 When I was a teen, we would watch the videotape “Billy Joel Live from Long Island” on VHS over and over.  To be honest, we probably rented it from the video store next to 31 Flavors, and likely copied it onto Beta.  This is still one of my all-time favorite concerts to watch: such entertainment and skill, a great collection of songs, a fantastic band.  A percussionist who actually played a lead pipe with a hammer.  This video hasn’t been properly converted to DVD, but I just picked up a used VHS on amazon.com , so I could show my kids. (Yes, I still have two working VCR‘s – I run my upstairs DirecTV through my VCR so I can tape more shows.)

 My son is now playing percussion in high school band, as I did.  He plays glockenspiel, snare drum and tympani, and accessory percussion, which is so much fun!  (I still have a box of fun percussion instruments from when I used to be a travelling piano teacher.  But somehow I seem to have lost my vibraslap.  I wonder if my last church choir job still has it.  Although I can’t see how they would use it in their liturgy.)  He’s playing a lot of Triangle right now. I told him about the time I sight read a triangle part in a Christmas medley, stressing out about counting the rhythm correctly, before I had figured out that it was “We Wish You a Merry Christmas” (really a random medley, that wasn’t even one of the official carols in the medley, they just snuck it in the triangle part.)  3, 1, 2-and 3-and, 1, 2, 3-and, Roll, (2, 3,) 1. (mute)

 I told him about how at one of the Billy Joel concerts I attended in the 90’s, there was this fabulous auxiliary percussionist.  She was so awesome, I wanted to be her when I grew up.  She played all the percussion, saxophones, and she even sang vocals, belting out the high notes.  And I told my son she had the most epic triangle solo, ever.

Billy Joel has always been great about using the lighting for effect in his concerts.  There are a couple of songs just screaming for this, and it works brilliantly.   In “You May Be Right,” there is the lyric “turn off the lights…” and for a split second the entire stadium is pitch black.  It’s wonderful.  There are also songs in which he stops in the middle, before continuing again.  “All for Leyna” contains such a stop, in it, all the instruments drop out as Billy sings/shouts “STOP!” – very effective!  “River of Dreams”  has a natural break in the middle, which Billy is prone to elongate, heck, even sing another song in the middle of this break.

So in “An Innocent Man,” the quiet calypso has a sweet, constant triangle: Ding, Di-Ding…  On the Billy Joel Channel I have heard a live version with the fabulous Crystal Taliefero singing the “I AM….” triumphantly, as I remember seeing it in concert.  (The video I found on YouTube has Billy singing the entire chorus.) After the bridge, the stadium is again drenched in darkness, all except for a single spotlight shining on Ms. Taliefero as she plays her Triangle in all its glory.

Di-Ding.   

Check out this video for the best triangle solo ever at 4:28!

 

 

Wednesday Wellness: Reflecting on Holy Week

This week is the confluence of Spring Equinox, Holy Week, and a Full Moon Eclipse.  My friends and creatives, are you feeling a little March Madness?

One of my favorite words is juxtaposition. As I quiz my son on geography, I find myself delighted with the word “confluence .”  I happened upon this gem of a question: What is the river and estuary formed by the confluence of the Uruguay River and the Paraná River on the border between Argentina and Uruguay? (Rio de la Plata)  Isn’t that question just filled with musical words? Alas, I digress.

I, myself, am a confluence of sorts. I’m Pacific Islander and Caucasian, light and dark, religious and spiritual, traditional and liberal, a zip-liner and a bookworm.  Maybe my constant struggle for balance is rooted here.  But I wouldn’t have it any other way.

So as I attempt to harmonize my new understandings with the faith of my childhood, I give you these for your consideration.

  1. The Miracles of Santo Fico

I reread this book every year at Holy Week. It is a delightful tale of a dysfunctional  parish in a forgotten town. Think: Chocolat in Italy.  It reminds me how even in the bad times, miracles occur. I love I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve read this book. It’s a slow beginning but I just love the character interactions. Many times I’ve stayed up too late, reading until I got to a favorite scene.

This is the first time I’m reading it since visiting Italy. I have to say, now that I’ve experienced the unforgiving sweltering heat of July, I can really empathize with these characters even more.

Finally, I remember my dear friend Alva who has now gone to heaven. Last year, I gave her a copy and she read along with me. I miss her so, and she was gone too soon. Now reading this story I remember our special connection. And I hope one of her friends or family members finds the book so that they, too, can enjoy the Miracles of Santo Fico.

2. The Passion Live

This brave production tells the story of Jesus’ last days via popular music and is set in New Orleans. It’s a blend of old and new, traditional and contemporary.  It’s refreshing, although the em-ceeing, reporting, and commercials I could do without.  But we are human.  (see #1) the songs are available on iTunes and the live broadcast is available on Hulu.com.

3. Check Your Alignment

Reaching into my wellness toolkit, I modified a breathing meditation/ visualization in which I sent love and energy to parts of my body- to my chakras.    Chakras are centers of energies: there are seven. Here is a good overview by renowned meditation expert and author Deepak Chopra:    As a poet, have come to understand the chakras as virtues:  Stability, Creativity, Confidence, Lovingkindness, Truth, Clarity, and Peace. I have found as I focus on chakras, my feelings become more balanced. Keep in mind that the thing you desire just may be overstimulated, and you may have to pull back.  My heart chakras, Lovingkindness, has long been out of balance, as I tend to be too generous with my time, to the point of self-neglect. Who’s with me, here? Anyone? Bueller?  I’ve got a long way to go.

Spring Blessings, Joyous Passover, & Happy Easter.

Namaste.

 

Do you honor Spring Equinox and/or Holy Week? What do you do? Please comment and share.  I’d love to hear from you.