Wednesday, September 30, 2009

Be True..

At the heart of each of us,
whatever our imperfections,


there exists a silent pulse
of perfect rhythm
which is absolutely
individual and unique,

and yet which connects us
to everything else.

~George Leonard

One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.

Tuesday, September 29, 2009

Personal Boundaries......ain't always easy.

I'm making it a practice to re-post this frequently.
And it's been a while.
Its the most important contract I've ever written for myself.
And a promise I intend to keep.
We cannot be all things to all people, there are times
when we
for sanity's sake have to pull back and self care.
Sometimes we do have to draw the line, or ask for a time out.
Why people react so strongly when we do is beyond me.
I suspect ego has much to do with it, and a need to control the outcome.
When we set a boundary, we remove that control as well as the outcome.


"When we set a boundary, we let go of the outcome."

The purpose of setting boundaries is to take care of our self. Being forced to learn how to set boundaries is a vital part of learning to own our self, of learning to respect ourselves, of learning to love ourselves. If we never have to set a boundary, then we will never get in touch with who we really are. ~Robert Burney

I will not apologize for setting my own personal boundaries.
I will not apologize for doing whatever it takes to enforce those boundaries.
I will not apologize for doing whatever it takes to protect my emotonal well being.
I will not apologize for keeping out those who are not healthy.
I will not apologize for taking time to think before I speak.
I will not apologize for telling someone their behavior is not acceptable to me.
I will not apologize for deciding what behavior is and is not acceptable.
I will not apologize for stepping back from a situation in order to evaluate my feelings, however long that takes.
I will not apologize for setting strict boundaries when I need and sticking to them.
I will not apologize for asking for space when I need it.
I will not apologize for taking responsibility for the way I allow others to treat me.
I will not apologize for cutting someone completely out of my life if I feel they don't respect my boundaries.
I will not apologize for not believing everything I'm told.
I will not apologize for letting your problems, your dysfunction be yours.
I will not apologize for not being able to be all things to all people.
I will not apologize for loving myself enough to set boundaries even if it means I risk losing people in my life because of them.

One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.

Monday, September 28, 2009

Ode to Autumn

I love this time of year.


I've spent the summer chasing the light.
Racing the light some days.


Fishing every chance I get,
photographing every thing I see.


Making the most of days
that bring with them green grass,
bright blue skies and big billowy clouds.


[Until it gets too hot, my days are then spent grateful for central air.]


Sooner than I realize the season changes,
I love the fall.
The crisp wet air.
And the smell.
The smell of rotting leaves that have fallen
from the trees, makes me feel more alive than the warmth of a summer sun.


I know that winter is coming,
and for the first time I feel like summer has lasted to long.
I feel this every year.
I'm no longer fighting for every hour of daylight.


I relish the thought of coming home,
to warm glowing lights by candle or by lamp.
I find my way once again to the kitchen,
and books that have been left to wait on the shelf,
will be read.
The days getting shorter... excites my
innate need to hibernate, to slow down
and settle in.
It renews me in a way I cannot describe.


It is on this night I wish you were here
to celebrate with me the coming of quieter months.

One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.

Be Here. Be now..


"The mind is a superb instrument if used rightly.
Used wrongly, however, it becomes very destructive.
To put it more accurately,
it is not so much that you use your mind wrongly—
you usually don't use it at all.
It uses you."

~Eckhart Tolle

One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.

Sunday, September 27, 2009

My sweet Hannah,
walked three miles and
did a bit of mindless
wandering with me.
This is a huge deal.


We walked for over two hours,
more than three miles,
when all was said and done.


She let me lead her thru the woods,
down trails she'd never seen.



We got temporarily misplaced
a couple of times and had to reroute.
A few whimperings prompted the occasional reassurances.
I love that she never lets go of my hand.
She is my favorite hand to hold.

Save for one other.


Hannah: Drumming?
Me: Drumline
(Hannah smiles because I know what she means)
Hannah: Boom? Boom?
Me: Boom Boom Boom.
(Hannah smiles because she likes me to say it in threes)

I take Hannah's hand which is holding mine, and make the three beats
so she can feel my words.
I ramble on about music and rhythm.

A few minutes later she prompts me to do it again.

Repeat this 50 times. With me once n a while doing a 1 2 3.
And waltzing in the woods to make her laugh.
She did.


If I lay on the ground to photograph something,
she'll sit down behind me. : )
I photograph all of it.
So we both remember.


This morning
She gets up and goes to the bathroom on her own.
No prompting by me. yay. seriously.

Then comes to the kitchen for juice.
Hannah: dio.
Me: radio, you want the radio?

I go get it thinking she wants music in the kitchen.
We listen to music a lot.
Lately I have it playing in the bathroom
while she takes a bath.


She takes me by the hand and brings me to her room.
She wants the music in her room.
Martin Sexton.
(she has great taste)
If you've ever heard his music, you might understand
why she gravitates to it. I like to say he's autistically pleasing.
(as in.. especially pleasing to her autistic ear)
If that makes sense.


I plug in the ipod, she wraps herself in her favorite blanket
and tells me Bye.

How 16 of her.
I'm smiling.

She comes out a few songs later.
She claps her hands and says push ding.
Which means push swing.
And says walk too.
She remembers.
She knows she did something good.
She's proud of herself.
She should be.

I clap too and say You did good Hannah.
She turns around and goes back to listen to Martin.


I love this girl.




One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Be Brave..

Most of our
would melt
away if
instead of
before them


We should
make up
our minds
to walk

~Orison Swett Marden

One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Summer Sightings

WE saw this incredible pair
while driving home from up north
after dropping Hannah off.
What a special thing to see for both of us.


The other car?
They got close then honked.
I was pissed.

One Love. One Peace. Always and all ways.

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