ok so this one has been a bit harder to get rid of… and has invaded my right ear and throat… haven’t had an earache since, well let’s just say 25+ years… so now it’s 2am, house is quiet and too hot to sleep so of course mind decides to get into analytical discussions with the universe… first thought is i must be getting some very fine antibodies so the next 35+ year’s should be a piece of cake… then the fact takes hold that i have been sick a lot since moving here. does that mean that the bugs adapt to their environment as well as change battle strategies went confronted with the various antibiotics? if so how good is a flu shot? not that I have them but seriously, how do they know which one to give you? my solutions are; a hell of a lot of water, lemon water every morning before anything, warm sea salt gargle, and earl grey tea with lemon, honey and a hit of good whiskey.
Author: eclectic haze
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on getting old… or aging… or whatever…
standing in the bathroom, bright lights all around, is one of the hardest things i do every day. but today was different. instead of examining things and pointing out all of the obvious signs that youth has fled and age is screaming onto center stage, i chose to seriously look, compare, enjoy and see all the things that are good. body is thicker but then i knew that would happen. look at your family photos and you will know. but guess what? i can still do a back bend during floor section and even come up out of it with grace… i am teaching belly dance to people who could be my kids… possibly grand kids! and do it for 2 straight hours… still can work 12 hours a day and the only thing that aches are my feet… and that’s mostly because i insist on wearing fashion shoes. no back problems, no health problems… hair is still thick and grows like a weed… yeah it’s grey but red fits so it’s gonna stay that way! eyesight is still bad at a distance but has actually gotten almost perfect close up… skin good, not many wrinkles… in other words i ain’t bad for an old broad!!! so this aging thing? i am good with it… if the young ones sneer i have only to think about what they are looking forward to and hope the whole process doesn’t push them off the cliff… life rocks no matter how old, what color or whatever…
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downtime…
much better today thank you, but still don’t want to be here… i am tired and slightly nauseous from all the cold meds yesterday but i am at work. staying in my space so as not to spread germs…kicked back on the couch drinking red grape juice which, believe it or not, actually helps with chest congestion. have no idea why or how but it does help… weird though… friends are making merry over the DOMA thing, i am happy for everyone… my brain is mush, profound thoughts running through my head, colliding and spinning off in so many directions… creating new “things” to bother me with late at night… suffice to say this is a truly dumb post but i am publishing anyway since i have vowed to write something everyday… getting ready for NANOWRIMO…
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on being sick…
so I have been asleep all day. very nasty cold so I just do what my body tells me to do; eat, drink a lot of water and sleep. catman decided to emphasize the fact that he hated his breakfast and threw up behind my chair. also probably to remind me not to play the martyr card! am reading “still here” ram dass’s book on embracing aging, changing and dying. saw this man in los angeles, or maybe san diego, at the whole life expo back in the 80’s. life changing experience especially since I was caught up and stuck in the whole metaphysical thing. still use the jai ram meditation chant and every once in awhile I relive the song he had us do. called jubilate, he broke us up in to sections and started each at a different time. huge, soul shattering and I cry every time I relive it. I miss those days and times. we were all friends even when we didn’t know each other. there was respect for who we were, our thoughts and the path we were traveling. we really listened to each other…
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creating 2…
giving you the timeline, the creativity started while in bed, catman snurring under the covers (that’s purring and snoring for those who don’t use my dictionary), and a new hairstyle popped in, which led to different clothing possibilities, which led to costuming, which led to bellydance costumes and you can take it from there. aren’t you glad you don’t have this brain? unfortunately if it doesn’t happen, it hangs around so needless to say, it’s pretty crowded in there! have an amazing day… namaste
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creating…
just now, while ironing my shirt (yes, i still do that!) when the mind is in that zen space, i created a dance piece… am still creating it, since it seems to have grabbed hold of my brain and is shaking it vigorously, to get all the details out. it has special props and looks pretty amazing… and i have never seen it done in the tribal/amcab/fusion bellydance shows or vids. will i ever dance it? probably not, since it is a showpiece and not good for competition and requires lots of solid practice and mind melding… did i tell you it was a duet? those who sneer at some of the old style stuff wouldn’t understand it anyway, but damn… it is amazing and a great concept piece and i wish i could see it done…
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good morning world…
gotta say there’s nothing like waking up to cat kisses and scrumfuls (my word! ), then napping till the alarm goes off with a furry purring body under the covers! it just sets the world right where it needs to be.
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rediscovering myself in dance…
there was a period when art and religion stood so close to each other that they could almost be equated. song was prayer, drama was divine performance, dance was cult (magical-holy-powerful). dance accompanies and stimulates all the processes of life. it enables, in turn, other arts to come into being: music, song, drama. it’s motifs have remained the same since antiquity, as the round dance, the spinning dance, the forest ring. all have their origin in the fertility magic of the most ancient times.
Gerardo van Der Lewis, “Sacred and Profane Beauty-The Holy in Art”have started reading the book “sacred woman, sacred dance” by iris stewart. this is the first thing i read and has set the tone for whatever else i absorb from the book. to add to that, dance has been proven to sharpen the mind a well as be good for stretching and toning the entire body. so that’s my story for the day. off to work in the yard! have a fabulous day…
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mmmmmm…
i have just realized that the internet is really a very boring place to hang around… facebook too… so off i go to read a real book and have some coffee and wait for my next victim… um, client… and when i go home will work on all my sewing projects cause when i get done with those i will have a whole new wardrobe! and then i will dance… ciao
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just wondering…
for years i have wondered about things… found answers… but there a few things that make me go hmmmmm…
let’s look at the “sheeting action” of some dishwasher detergents… cascade comes to mind, not because they are the only ones but because they do a fine job of advertising so they are the first ones i think of… now what causes the sheeting action? it has to be something pretty darn strong to withstand the heat and spray power of a dishwasher and it has to remain on the dishes in order for the water to “sheet” off. what exactly is it? does anyone know? and what does it do when mixed with food? because it has to come off in the food otherwise water would always sheet off and not leave spots. what is it doing to our bodies? i haven’t heard a peep about how bad it is for us, yet no one can explain it… i have written a few letters and emails to the company and got no reply….
so… anyone got an answer?