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What Did You Do and What Do You Want to Do?

  Today I have seen several posts on social media asking “Where were you?”   Where were you on September 11, 2001?   At a local 9/11 memorial - merely 2 miles or so from our home -   there is the invitation to stop, remember, and reflect.   A few days leading up to today, as well as today, I have been doing so.   I was working in the office of the church we were attending then.   I had freshly stepped out of my degree field of music therapy, having worked in nursing homes for five years,   and being emotionally distraught at the abuse and neglect I saw the last couple of years in particular.   I was taking refuge in the church, I thought, as I figured out my next steps.   I would go on to flounder for a while, then find my way to a new passion of massage therapy.   I may have been taking refuge, yet this day I was called into service. The morning of September 11, 2001 I was taking my turn leading the Morning Prayer at the church office.   The church secretary knocked at the door
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The Garden of Eden, Everywhere

  So what do you know about catabolic and anabolic energy?   What do you know about meta-views and holographic thinking?   This personal reflection gives good illustrations of them all. My husband and I moved to our current house a year ago – on March 19, 2020 to be exact…   This, of course, was just on the cusp of the mandated and understandable quarantine imposed due to the Coronavirus pandemic.   We thought:   Great, just as we are in a bigger space that would have allowed us to realize a goal of entertaining groups of people, this had to happen.   This is an example of catabolic (destructive, breaking down) energy.   Understandably we were quite bummed with the timing! A year later we are busily getting ready for entertaining our first group of people.   It is still several weeks off, however there is artwork to get up on walls and more boxes to unload and/or store away for the time being.   There is also more to do outside in the yard, for this will be a “garden party.”   Wh
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Were All in This Together

  My thesis statement, here, is that I believe that we are more alike than we are different.   Sure, we all have our differences.   For example take the color labeled as “Aqua.”   Would you say that the color is mostly blue or green?   There would be different answers to that question.   Some view the color through a blue lens, perhaps because that is the stronger appeal, and vice versa.   Some may say that they experience color blindness, and they might not readily see either color.   Others may not find the question appealing at all stating that it doesn’t matter.   Others might answer that “Aqua” is its own unique color, and therefore it is neither blue nor green.     Given that we have differences, what might be the reasons for this?   Each of us views things, in the present, from a culmination of our experiences from the past to this very moment.   We have formed beliefs and values as a result of these experiences.   And this is completely normal.   Now let’s consider th
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It's More than Garbage

At the home stretch of my Life Coaching certification program – the last month or so of a mostly self-guided program – I am finding a heightened sense of awareness of my thoughts and feelings.   I do my best processing during my walks.   And when I walk, I mean I walk about the equivalent of a 5K for my exercise.   Today was one of those days, when I felt the desire to take to computer keyboard to express the end results of my processing.   So here goes: Since shortly after moving to a new, big, and (I like to think) beautiful neighborhood on March 19 of last year (Yes! Just in time for the big quarantine in our state), I have taken to a routine of alternating two exercise routes in the new surroundings.   In addition to relishing the beauty of what Spring had to offer by way of flowering vegetation, I also noticed some recyclable articles left behind along the sidewalks.   So on those days when the recyclable bins were out at the curb sides, I found that it felt good to pick up some
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