i felt some loneliness pangs today, missing good comfortable friends from back home.... friends that are like snuggling up next to a warm fireplace and before i know it, i am heated from the inside out. where conversation is easy, exciting, where guarded behavior is laid to rest.
i kind of glided through the day in a bit of a trance....atypically desensitized.
i wound up talking to almost everyone i know back home, needless to say. and funny enough, a few of them touched base with me out of the blue...whereas i delightfully remarked, 'ya know, i was JUST thinking about you......"

so, looks like its just me and my glass of wine. and a bath. faithful companions that they are. goodnight.

swartzenegger

green magma pineapple banana strawberry smoothie and coffee to fuel my upcoming spinning class. there is something about spinning instructors, aside from their tree trunks they call quads and hams. so excited about biking, so energized, so pumped, so on your asses constantly with an imaginary whip....a mini arnold is what she is...Ja, we ah heah to "pump you up."
hmmm.....sooo, glutton for punishment? masochist? arguable.

relinquish control

i hope this finds any and all smiling.
it is truly a winter wonderland out there in bozeman today, with yesterdays record breaking snowfall of two fluffy feet. the skies visually cut the cold, taking on a soft fleecy baby blue. the sunshine is beautiful, bejeweling all that it touches, popping diamonds out of the blankets of snow that cover our ground. its absolutely breathtaking today. i couldn't ask for anything more.

i am so desperately convinced that our thoughts are so powerful that they are responsible for how we are living our lives. we are riddled with worldly issues every day, from economical crisis, to political feuds, religious quarrels, impatience, deadlines, discriminations, sexism, power struggles, and serious ego trips. these worldly daily dealings are nothing more than intangible oppressions. we can allow ourselves to be afflicted by all that is proclaimed wrong with this world, all that is unjust and unfair, all that doesn't necessarily flow with our ideals. and then feeeel oppppressed, streesssssed, and tired. letting something that isn't even REAL suck the vital energy right out of us.
how resilient can we be when faced with these potential afflictions. the power is in our hands to be taken control of, or to recognize the mind games that oppression and ego plays with us. in recognition comes realization of a higher order than intellectual reasoning.

begin our days with thanks. for the ability to open our eyes, to breathe, and experience life. healthy. peace of mind. connecting to the spirit within us all....by just letting go and being quiet. by listening to our true selves instead of our egos. i feel like the answers we need are here. within us and around us.

skittles

watching the snow flurries outside, in the comforts of my cozy abode. i have at least a foot of freshly stacked snow on my deck railings....i guess the weather man nailed it last night with the winter storm warnings....and my naked purple car, who i gingerly refer to as skittle, buried in the fresh powder... i am hoping she stays sweet for me.... i haven't ever been a fan of sour skittles.

so, the light of a new day is upon us. and my morning is sprawled out in front of me, asking to be taken advantage of. that, i can do.

a day filled with small delights....

its lavender and sugar glazed salmon this evening. over a bed of spinich, mixed with every veggie i could find in my fridge. i am pretty happy with my culinary prowess as a single chick who lives alone, i gotta say.

i had a wonderful day today. Veterans day. i started my morning off with a nice jog downtown, weaving through parks and trails. the moon and stars were out for most of the run, which made it a little exciting. i felt safe though, which is one aspect i love about this community. not much crime or violence here.

after my rosy cheeked run, i dove into the comforts of my coffee. i don't mess around with the coffee, i practically have it down to a science, exactly how i like it. its like my morning dose of crack, really. Strong french roast (french press), a mess of vanilla icecream, vanilla extract, cinnamom, and raw cane sugar. it is so yummy that...here i am, writing about it.

after my belly warming, grin wearing morning, i drive to work. my little girl was sleeping til 8 or so... woke her up playing piano. A song i have been writing for my sister maia and her soon to be baby arrival, Caleb. Nicole wakes up singing, which i love so much... communication is challenging with her so any baby steps towards conveying an emotion or a feeling seem to be a step in the right direction. and piano is one of those ways we communicate.

this family i work for has this gorgeous ivy that i have had my eye on since i started working for them. i have been meaning to ask for a clipping of this plant so that i could root the ivy and eventually start a plant of my own. i thought, however, that i would be overstepping bounds due to the fact that this particular ivy is young and doesn't have long limbs to pluck yet. BUT, this morning.... after talking with chuck, the dad.... he mentioned, without prompt may i add, that he had rescued all of these huge vibrant gorgeous plants in the dining room (including the ivy) from a flood through his restoration business. and him and jana (the momma) were just NOT into these plants. so, nerdily enough, sensing an 'in' on the plant clipping scheme of things, i asked if i could take a clipping of the ivy, seeings how they were a pain to begin with. and he more than willingly just offered me ALL of the plants. 4. the young ivy, this spider plant, another tropical looking plant with 4 foot branches spreading in all sorts of directions, and another leafy green monster plant. needless to say, i was ecstatic. so i brought them home, gave them some tlc, and i am soooo tickled. it was not just an average ivy, okay people! it was special.

so my afternoon was spent relaxing at wild joes, not doing much of anything but eating and surfing. back to work, fed my girl dinner, played some more piano... and am now home.

a hot bath and a cold dish of huckleberry yogurt are the cherry on my sundae today.

i will leave you with this great quote that i happened to glimpse at today;
"Where there is one grain of perseverance or willfulness in the composition, trifling obstacles are ever known rather to stimulate than discourage." The Professor/Charlotte Bronte

starlit snuggles all..............

good morning

beloved, i wish above all things that you may prosper and be in health, even as your soul prospers.
3 john verse 2

glimpses

streeeetching my southern montana sunny sunday morning like playdoh.
started my day fervently, with a orange flavored bath and a french roast scented mug of coffee. both of which summon my purr.

i am so thankful for today. and all that comes with it, the good, the bad, and the ugly. whether the journey is smooth sailing, crash course, or somewhere in between, i hope i have the wherewithal to extract the rooted essence of it. to understand that situations that may arise are naked in their intent to show us something. glimpses. of ourselves. glimpses of our strengths. or maybe our weaknesses. but i hope that i don't ever stop growing from what life gives to me. but that i use those sunny rays of experiences to gain spiritual limbs and leaves, to blossom.