Lorelie and her Verbal Remedies for your soul! Inspiration, support and laughter to live your life as who you really are. Be who you are. It is so much more than enough.
The start of a new day, new week, new time zone and most importantly a slide into spring! Winter was a more difficult than most winters have been in the years I have lived in Asheville. But who wants to talk about snow when there are green shoots popping up in gardens, birds preparing their nests and a general feeling of “wooohooooo, we made it!” in the air? Let’s focus on possibilities. What is new today that wasn’t apparent last Monday? It seems we have learned that there is a time for every season. We’ve been strengthened by the more difficult moments, preparing to be all we are, through the restraint of being held captive through weather and economy. Think about the most glorious flower being groomed below the earth to grunt its way through the warming soil, soak up the nourishing rains to grow the bud and finally spring open and face the sun. It’s spring, y’all.
This weekend was yoga training weekend. We spent some time on the throat chakra, the communication chakra that supports speaking the truth. It’s the deep truth, the one that we share with ourself. It is the knowing of who we are at the soul level. We sat in meditation for 45 minutes at the beginning of the day yesterday, practicing alternate nostril breathing. Somewhere toward the end, I noticed the quiet place of being inside this body. I noticed that no matter what the shape of this body is, I am there. I thought for a moment of someone who is inside a body that doesn’t work so well and the strength of their spirit, being of exceptional value to the world, large or small.
I am grateful for a very healthy and strong body. It has not yet reached its peak, though I am moving towards it. My work has not yet reached its peak and I am moving toward that. I am well supported in life, up or down. Lately the roller coaster of emotions has been active yet subdued. I’ve got an awareness that all is well, no matter how it looks. People who seek peace and love are becoming more vocal. It is becoming more and more clear that it takes us coming together with a common intention to get things done. People are partnering and re-partnering, becoming more aware of each moment. “Make today today.” (lyrics from a song by James Taylor) It’s another way of saying live in the moment. Make now now and not the next day or the day before.
No matter what your own personal beliefs are about Valentine’s Day, it is. Valentine’s Day. I am happy one such day exists. We do forget, as we go along on our way through the world that is a bit tougher than what we have been used to at present to focus on love. Today we are reminded by hearts everywhere that today is a day to focus on love. We have the excuse to be corny, cute, and extra loving today. You gotta admit, what the world needs now is love, sweet love. So forget that the retail world is asking us to dig into our wallets and buy, buy, buy, followed within a breath of the green holiday coming up. Buy it or not. Give love to everyone today, starting with yourself. If that seems too big a task, just find something about yourself that you think is pretty cool and realize that you are pretty happy to be you, warts and all. When you fill up with that enough that you feel like love is leaking out of your pores, go out into the world. Go to the grocery store and be extra nice to the cashier. Exude the joy of being alive. Walk up and down the aisles buying your food and, whether you even make eye contact with someone, that feeling of love will wash through them when you pass by. I know. Corny, right? Well, hey. It’s Valentine’s Day.
I have just watched Jamie Oliver’s TED talk and am utterly inspired to do something that helps to fulfill his wish to bring health to the children through the foods they eat. Educate them at home and in school. He shows a classroom of young children who do not know what a tomato is, a cauliflower, a beet. Watch this video.
I guess I wasn’t supposed to tell you what I was telling you when I wrote what I wrote before the power went out on my computer and I lost it all. And it was so good! I felt like I had finally bared my soul and wrote the goods. The start of something tangible. Pouring my heart out, letting myself be completely seen.
This morning I cleared the deck for action. Literally, though it is my desk I cleared. (There is still snow on my deck.) I spent the month of January with my desktop cluttered. Now it is organized and ready for action. I’ve spent the last few weeks making calls to stores, asking them to take a look at the Verbal Remedies™ product line, which includes the Earth Pledge of Allegiance and the Peace & Love symbol. I ordered 2000 Peace & Love window/bumper stickers, which should be here any day. I paid with my charge card and a great big helping of trust that people will love them and order them so quickly that I will be placing a reorder by the end of February. So far…well, I continue to trust and make calls. I believe in what I am doing. I see the smiles spring to the faces of those who view my art. People all over Asheville sport the Peace & Love symbol on their cars and on shirts and hats that were produced a few years ago. Here is a picture of what the sticker looks like. Whaddya think?
When I woke up this morning, I had a different view as to how this day was going to play out. That changed at 8:15am when my daughter called and needed something. It’s not that I couldn’t say no, I didn’t want to. My 3 children are not children anymore to the world. All 3 have a family and work. All 3 have a home they maintain. All 3 have dogs. When they call and ask, I say yes in my head before I think it through. Usually the answer comes out of my mouth yes. My heart usually wins when it comes to them.
And that is what happened today. I rearranged my day to make it work so I could help at the beginning of the day and the end of the day. My reward was spending time with Elliot, my 2 year old granddaughter. My oldest daughter’s daughter. I remembered, as I followed quickly on her running little heels through the mall, days of following my own children. I knelt down beside her as she opened and closed every box on the shelf. I did not have that much patience with my own children. I know now that there is no sense arguing with a 2 year old. It’s best to watch and listen. It ends up taking far less time and a whole ton less angst.
Anyway…nothing more than that to write about. I’m tired and want to watch Desperate Housewives on abc.com. Nothing is coming up that feels worth expounding on. No gems of inspiration tonight. Stay tuned…
Today is the 1 year anniversary of Markus’ death. We celebrated him yesterday at Anna’s, gathering some of the people who were at the core of the grief last year. Anniversary and celebration…hardly 2 words that feel completely appropriate in light of the subject. And yet they are appropriate with a big helping of sadness on the side. It’s taken me all this time to get it that he is not coming back. That his life is over. Where is he? What is he? Does he still exist outside of our own hearts and minds, photos and video? My quick answer is yes. I hope that is so.
And what if the answer is no? What if there is no individual existence after this life? How does that change how we live? For me it changes nothing, other than to continue getting as much out of being alive as possible. Appreciating everything. Every last bit of it is a blessing, even the times when it feels like our hearts are breaking. Maybe even especially then because we get to feel our humanity deeply. It is not our hearts that are breaking. It is the walls we have constructed around them so we do not feel. When those walls break, we feel and we learn. And we appreciate.
It’s beginning to snow here in Asheville. When I was out today I heard a couple people dreading this snow. They are still recovering from the snow in late December that put a whole lot of people without electricity and others stranded on the road. So people are preparing for what they perceive as possible problems. Me, I’m happy, though I was not here for the first snow. I’ve got a fire catching in the woodstove and wood stacked up outside. I have enough food for a couple people for a couple days in my kitchen.
All the world becomes peaceful when the snow falls. There is a hush that comes over the land. Like a soft blanket muffling the sounds of the world. Ahhhhhhhhhhh. Breathe deeply.
Wishing I had a bottle of wine. Not as prepared as I thought.
The start of a new day, new week, new time zone and most importantly a slide into spring! Winter was a more difficult than most winters have been in the years I have lived in Asheville. But who wants to talk about snow when there are green shoots popping up in gardens, birds preparing their nests and a general feeling of “wooohooooo, we made it!” in the air? Let’s focus on possibilities. What is new today that wasn’t apparent last Monday? It seems we have learned that there is a time for every season. We’ve been strengthened by the more difficult moments, preparing to be all we are, through the restraint of being held captive through weather and economy. Think about the most glorious flower being groomed below the earth to grunt its way through the warming soil, soak up the nourishing rains to grow the bud and finally spring open and face the sun. It’s spring, y’all.
