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Hey ya!
Long time no post. That's to be expected from the likes of me though. I do something for awhile then go away for awhile.
I'm well into yoga teacher training. I love how it focuses on mind and body. In regard to body, I've become fascinated with Ayurveda. I was trying very hard to figure out my dosha, vata, pitta, kapha, and have quite a difficult time. I seemed to be all three. Isn't everyone a little of each? How does anyone figure any of this stuff out??? Well, as it turned out, I am indeed all three. I am a true tri-dosha. I've always found it very difficult to pigeon hole myself and now I know there is a good reason for it. JJ Gormley listened to my pulse and called my yoga teacher in to listen to my pulse as well. Tri-doshic is very rare indeed. Well, my eyes change colors, my hair changes colors, I am never the same person I was the day before. I've always looked for consistencies in myself and wondered how others are so well able to get a handle on who they are. Gee, I guess I should have known. The curse of being tri-doshic is that its quite rare so there isn't much written about the needs and conditions of the tri-doshic. Briefly, vata is air and is blonde, willowy, and slight. pitta is fire and tends to anger easily and have skin conditions. kapha (pronounced kapa) is earth and tends to display steady traits and have dark hair and eyes and a solid frame. If you are more interested, do a google search.
Work has been chaotic but good. We've moved our office twice since December, AT&T has fucked up our ad, and the people we share an office with are jealous of me. But we have good work in these tough economic times. I know of other attorney's offices who are closing due to lack of work. I am thankful.
I've been finding childhood acquaintances on Facebook. Strolling down memory lane. I keep singing that Billy Joel song, "Scenes from an Italian Restaurant". "They couldn't go back to the greasers, the best they could do was pick up their pieces". How things change and things will never be the same. It is sad in some ways but the "now" is so good to. Speaking of which...
I was very close to my uncle, Beans. He was like a father to me. He has dimentia pretty badly and is in a nursing home. My mother's sister, Ginger, died suddenly while I was visiting ravynmaniac . Thier son, my cousin Brian, died a year and a half ago. My brother Chuck died 12 years ago. I'll never be able to get this back. While I don't let it get me down, I am still stunned by terminality. Nothing ever is the same. I have my own family and my own life now. I focus on my prodigious daughter. She is a true delight. I got a letter requesting her DNA b/c Duke got a grant to research the genes of genius children. Mind blowing.
Also, I've been wondering as of late... Why is it that people who can't put a proper sentence together, nor can they even speak, can acquire such large sums of money and get fabulous jobs? I think I am quite capable and possess a firm grasp of the English language and yet I am working for someone else and not making nearly what I would like? Is it b/c they are male and I live in the South? I try not to indulge my ego and I tell myself that I am where I should be. But I still don't understand.
I just hope, even if my faith is tenuous, that I am following the path I need to follow.
Luvvies!
L!
Long time no post. That's to be expected from the likes of me though. I do something for awhile then go away for awhile.
I'm well into yoga teacher training. I love how it focuses on mind and body. In regard to body, I've become fascinated with Ayurveda. I was trying very hard to figure out my dosha, vata, pitta, kapha, and have quite a difficult time. I seemed to be all three. Isn't everyone a little of each? How does anyone figure any of this stuff out??? Well, as it turned out, I am indeed all three. I am a true tri-dosha. I've always found it very difficult to pigeon hole myself and now I know there is a good reason for it. JJ Gormley listened to my pulse and called my yoga teacher in to listen to my pulse as well. Tri-doshic is very rare indeed. Well, my eyes change colors, my hair changes colors, I am never the same person I was the day before. I've always looked for consistencies in myself and wondered how others are so well able to get a handle on who they are. Gee, I guess I should have known. The curse of being tri-doshic is that its quite rare so there isn't much written about the needs and conditions of the tri-doshic. Briefly, vata is air and is blonde, willowy, and slight. pitta is fire and tends to anger easily and have skin conditions. kapha (pronounced kapa) is earth and tends to display steady traits and have dark hair and eyes and a solid frame. If you are more interested, do a google search.
Work has been chaotic but good. We've moved our office twice since December, AT&T has fucked up our ad, and the people we share an office with are jealous of me. But we have good work in these tough economic times. I know of other attorney's offices who are closing due to lack of work. I am thankful.
I've been finding childhood acquaintances on Facebook. Strolling down memory lane. I keep singing that Billy Joel song, "Scenes from an Italian Restaurant". "They couldn't go back to the greasers, the best they could do was pick up their pieces". How things change and things will never be the same. It is sad in some ways but the "now" is so good to. Speaking of which...
I was very close to my uncle, Beans. He was like a father to me. He has dimentia pretty badly and is in a nursing home. My mother's sister, Ginger, died suddenly while I was visiting ravynmaniac . Thier son, my cousin Brian, died a year and a half ago. My brother Chuck died 12 years ago. I'll never be able to get this back. While I don't let it get me down, I am still stunned by terminality. Nothing ever is the same. I have my own family and my own life now. I focus on my prodigious daughter. She is a true delight. I got a letter requesting her DNA b/c Duke got a grant to research the genes of genius children. Mind blowing.
Also, I've been wondering as of late... Why is it that people who can't put a proper sentence together, nor can they even speak, can acquire such large sums of money and get fabulous jobs? I think I am quite capable and possess a firm grasp of the English language and yet I am working for someone else and not making nearly what I would like? Is it b/c they are male and I live in the South? I try not to indulge my ego and I tell myself that I am where I should be. But I still don't understand.
I just hope, even if my faith is tenuous, that I am following the path I need to follow.
Luvvies!
L!