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birthday realized

My birthday realized was very well-celebrated yesterday and with friends the previous days.  Can I show you some pictures? We did an easy ritual.  Prayer, brownie nut cake as is our tradition, flowers, gifts from friends, I opened the birthday mail, read aloud the poems written for me.  It was a brilliant love fest, though… Read More »

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birthday dream

I had a birthday dream I was at the ashram I used to go to in Sacramento.  But it was different from how it really was.  Ming and I were in a big hall.  People were arriving from far away, mostly dressed in monk’s attire.  And then other people were excited to see them. More… Read More »

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econoline

“Is that a collector’s item?” Ming asked about the Econoline in my hands. “Well, I just collected it,” I said.  “So I guess so.” We were walking in the desert.  We needed some fun really bad.  So we went out early in the morning–Ming drove us to Red Rock.  We walked a little longer than… Read More »

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making chicken

Hey, I would like to tell you about the latest incident of me and Ming, two non-eaters of birds, making chicken for the elders who live here.  Here’s a picture of the non-beautiful food that hopefully was nourishing for their bodies. I got in my mind the notion that I could get a can of… Read More »

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how to be happy

A friend told me I’m positive.  I told him that I cultivate it.  Positivity is part of how to be happy.  I wasn’t born cheerfully looking on the bright side.  My mom could be forced-positive, but my dad was cranky and bitingly negative much of the time. I endured harm as a child and teenager. … Read More »

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tarot

I always was intrigued by tarot cards and bought a deck for myself when I was young.  It was The Mythic Tarot.  I like mythology, so I thought this would be a good deck for me. I put it in a carved wooden box an ex gave to me.  It came with a book about… Read More »

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great listener

I made this meme about how to be a great listener. What do you think?  That’s pretty much my method. suspending disbelief The pitfall to my listening style is I leave my judgment at the door and sometimes forget to pick it up on my way out. Oops–I over-believed again.  I like to suspend disbelief,… Read More »

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Ya Devi

Gmorning.  A friend asked about the translation of Ya Devi.  I sang it in the video in yesterday’s post.  This site has the words of Ya Devi translated. https://www.artofliving.org/navratri/ya-devi-sarva-bhutessu There’s a video with someone singing it to a different tune than the one we used at the ashram near Sacramento.  Sounds cool too. amazing The… Read More »

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barefoot Occupational Therapist

“Hey, I wanna be a diy Occupational Therapist.  A barefoot Occupational Therapist,” I said to Ming. He seemed to think that was a good idea.  Being a consultant always seemed fun, to me.  I could specialize in crazy people and fat people.  Yes, my favorites! Too bad I’m horrible at money.  I would never charge… Read More »

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goldilocks

The first example of white privilege I learned about was watching my mom serve my dad.  Yes, Goldilocks was a story I heard.  Go ahead and bear arms, or arm bears, or whatever! But before I could read about Goldilocks or even talk, I watched what happened in my family. mixedness Mixedness is special–I love… Read More »