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I will help you reach spiritual, ethereal heights and you can pay me by the month.

I have given yoga a break and I do feel the loss as far as the structure and consistency.

It was definitely a great way to build strength and balance and I am grateful to my yoga instructor…

……and yet… after about four years, I found myself becoming increasingly impatient with the whole thing;

I felt somewhat annoyed that I mostly didn’t feel centered and calm and deeply moved at the appropriate times.

And the hour sessions were long!

I finally started wearing a watch because it helped me deal with the timing of it better —  –felt a little disturbing to not know how much time remained in the session.  (Don’t they deprive people of a sense of time in order to punish them or make them talk — give with the information?)

I wanted to feel more enlightened instead of slightly skeptical about the presentation – some things seemed just made up and I had to ask how is it possible to breathe into my thigh or some equally impossible task.

I still do some yoga on my own as part of daily exercise; because I think it has value but it got to be an expense I couldn’t justify . “I will help you reach spiritual, ethereal heights and you can pay me by the month.” Our yoga instructor taught me a lot and of course she deserved to get paid but there was an unnecessary pretense of being above all the economic realities.

Note:  One thing that would have made yoga less appealing would be to have a goat jump on my back.

 

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Dinner in 15 Minutes Flat — Melanie daPonte

Looks so good!  Had to share it 🙂

 

Here’s a re-post from way back in 2012 when I first started this blog: Ever wonder after a tiring day at work, what’s for dinner? Once in awhile I find myself wandering through my depleted larder without a plan. Today I found a large russet potato, waiting patiently in the dark cabinet. All I […]

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Soup Is So Good

2 large cloves of garlic

2 medium potatoes

1 cup more of less of vegetable broth

3/4 cup of onions

1 cup of roughly cut orange sweet peppers

1/2 cup of diced celery

2 carrots rough cut or however you like

1 teaspoon of dried thyme (or to taste)

1/2 teaspoon of onion powder

1/2 teaspoon or so of dried basil

1/2 teaspoon or so of dried oregano

1/2 cup peas

1/2 cup corn

1/2 cup left-over marinara sauce

Salt and pepper to taste

I don’t mean to be a reduntant blogger but soup is so good and so easy that I keep posting slightly different recipes.  For this one, I didn’t saute anything!  I just threw things into the pot.

I started out by boiling a few russet potatoes.  I cooked these with two large cloves of garlic (used a garlic press).  Instead of draining the water, I removed the potatoes and used the water for a soup base.  I also added a cup or so of low-sodium vegetable broth.

(I used the remaining potatoes for mashed potatoes one day and fried potato slices the next.)

I threw in onions, orange pepper, carrot, celery… in fact all of the other ingredients.

Once they simmered for a few minutes, I added some frozen corn and peas and a little salt and pepper.

Sky’s the limit.  Add in whatever you have on hand….like zucchini or beans.

Just one more thing:  I included a 1/2 cup or so of leftover spaghetti sauce…it added a good tomato-y flavor!

And damn, baby, that’s good!

Probably

My daughter is 41 years old!!!  

Which, by my calculations,

makes me a touch older,

truth be told.  

It seems unlikely….and yet…there it is —

I am in a new age category, and gee whiz

though I feel grateful as I write this text

because I like seeing what will happen next 

I’m also kind of a ‘fraidy cat

so I peek around the corner to see where I’m at

and although nothing is ever quite crystal clear

it turns out I’m standing, still standing right here

in the middle

of the beginning

of the rest of my life

A good place to be

Probably

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From a day in September 2016 or Non lo so

Today I wonder if I will ever just relax

I wake up in the morning feeling tired

Go to bed feeling the same way.  

I ain’t nuthin’ but tired.  Yeah, I’m just tired and bored with myself.  Hey there baby I could use. just a little help

Wait, I just lapsed into a Bruce Springsteen song.

Meanwhile, I dreamed I had to maneuver through lot of obstacles to get somewhere — rocky stuff and hills that a person could easily fall off of and I seem to have made it through; but what was the point?  I do not know.  

Maybe it was that you can make it through the things you see as trouble.

You are strong.  It’s not that the obstacles won’t be there.  It’s that you will handle it.

Maybe it was a psychic thing — a few months after that dream, I broke my wrist on Mount Vesuvius! And I handled it!  Coincidence?  Non lo so.

 

 

Sunday is a Beginning

Will I ever write again?

And if so, I wonder when?

Will I discover someone oh-so-grand?

Like Dick Van Patton or Ayn Rand?

Something is there

on the edge of my brain

Waiting for a a word or a way to explain

How to cope with the world and the rocky terrain

I remain.

 

While Awake

It is difficult

   and tiresome

Lying so still

    watching my mind

Awake

   counting backwards

One hundred to one

   and remaining alert

Long after I’m done

Pet Peeve

…still a pet peeve.

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Just read some entries on a blog by someone else

Trying to expand my worldview a little way beyond myself

and the tone seemed to be mocking and condescending

A most superior person with each and every answer and opinions unending

who can barely tolerate anyone who thinks differently

or has a conflicting take on situations and how things could be

Seems so judgmental while criticizing others for being judgmental

I get the judging part and I think it’s fundamental

People do judge, will judge and occasionally must judge

but how about this?  This is an opinion of mine that won’t budge

Knock off the judging under the guise of having an open mind

while trashing anyone who won’t tow the party line

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Bread

Bread from McKenzie’ Bakery in Kalamazoo. Pane di como. It is good.

Sewing Things Up

I stopped writing each day

and I gained weight and felt sad

Coincidence?  Likely.

But worth a shot to get back into the routine

All I need is a line a day