About fish and family? . My holidays are never like the ones on TV commercials. Way more like the one in “Home for the Holidays.”
When I serve others, I serve myself. What special gift do I possess that I can give others?
My husband told me today that my meditation isn’t working…because he asked me what was wrong and I told him. I guess you’re not supposed to do that.
Doing the Depak/Oprah 21 day meditation. It’s great. But some days my head is so revved up already that I say that mantra like a runaway freight train, repeating it so fast that if I were saying it out loud my tongue would be a blur. Such a serene individual, I am.
I’m gettin’ a little tired of all the Spam-a-lot lately. Somebody write a comment that doesn’t say: “Learn all you want to know about Canadian Geese!” or “How to get bigger boobs without surgery!!!” They must have seen me wandering around Vancouver looking flat-chested.
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, / To the last syllable of recorded time; / And all our yesterdays have lighted fools / The way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle! / Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, / That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, / And then is heard no more. It is a tale/ Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, / Signifying nothing.”
If you’re a Baby Boomer, your inclusion gives you a huge chunk of the population to complain to about aging. Misery and company and all that, baby
Today you are you/that is truer than true. There is no one alive who is youer than you. — Dr. Suess
We shall not cease from exploration/And the end of all our exploring/Will be to arrive where we started/And know the place for the first time. — T.S. Elliot
I’ve asked this before. I’m still trying to figure it out. And I think I’ll make this my personal theme song.