Sunday, February 07, 2010
How do we measure ourselves? In our journey toward health, well being, and strength it is easy to get sidetracked by superficial images of beauty. We are bombarded with images portraying beauty as glamor; a beautiful woman is young, thin, wrinkle free, and 'enhanced'. It is easy to fall into the trap of measuring our own beauty against a model image that is not only digitally and/or surgically enhanced, it is ultimately hollow.
As we age, it is hard not to inspect and assess our bodies harshly. Wrinkles, uneven skin tone, tummies that are no longer flat, lumps and bumps that didn't used to be there, appear in our mirrors and become a self referencing focus.
But is our beauty really measured by that, or is it actually measured by the character of our souls, the lives we've led, the positive impact we have had on this world, our kindness, the difficulties we had struggled with and ascended?
The beauty of a super model will fade quickly and be she will be replaced by a younger, cosmetically enhanced model and fade into oblivion. True beauty reflects a strength of character and a commitment to sharing that strength with others.
Here are a few of my favorite beautiful women...
Aung San Suu Kyi
Here's to all of my gorgeous Spark Friends. Look in the mirror and see the REAL you.
Share your authentic beauty with the world.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
True bliss is found in the simplest of forms
The quiet, muted beauty of a snowbound day
The unbridled joy of an exuberant child
The soft vibration of music
The warmth of family and friendship
It comes from not trying so hard, just taking the time to mindfully enjoy the present.
Wishing you many blissful moments,
Saturday, February 06, 2010
I am loving this glorious winter day, but also really looking forward to the new growing season, spring, and glorious summer days in the garden. Along with my seed order, this year I am excited to be ordering eggs to hatch, too. We used to have chickens, but our coop was shabby and coyotes raided the coop one night, taking out our entire family of hens. It has taken a few years to get our new chicken coop, but now that we have it, I can hardly wait to have sweet hens clucking around the yard.
I am ordering:
Plymouth Barred Rocks - this was the first kind of chicken I ever had. My barred rock was my pet on the Lower East Side of Manhattan, believe it or not. I think I posted about her on another blog page.
Black Australorps - very docile, winter hardy chickens.
And a couple of Sultans. Sultans are just about the sweetest chickens you can find. They are worthless in terms of egg production, but highly worth having for entertainment value. For those of you, who know me, joy is high on my list of worthwhile things.
We used to have a female Sultan, who my son named Arnie thinking she was a rooster during her chickhood. She recognized her name and would come running when we called her. She would ride around contentedly on our shoulders like a parrot.
So, winter, have your last blast of snowy beauty, and let spring breeze in. Visions of Sugar Peas run through my head.
Saturday, February 06, 2010
I was happy to only have half a day of work yesterday, as the snow started coming down and I worried a little about driving home on the hilly, winding road that leads to my home. But the snow coming down was lovely and it wasn't bitterly cold like it was when we had our last snowfall.
I had to arrive at work earlier than usual because I had parent conferences scheduled quite early to accommodate working parents, so I didn't get my usual 2 mile walk in before work. I looked forward all morning to getting home to take a snowy walk with Stella. After all, walking with a poodle in the snow is a highly entertaining way to get your exercise!
The field was an excellent place for a girl to stick her face in the snow and lick it back off.
Dashing through the woods was a real kick!
And of course, no walk is complete without a game of Hide and Seek.
I did not manage to get my complete total of 10,000 steps in today, but I think I must have gotten a little ab exercise laughing, and the snow was gorgeous. I am looking forward to seeing what our accumulation is in the morning.
Friday, February 05, 2010
I was very disappointed in the new Cordoba flamenco guitar I ordered in January. On the other hand, there are still ethical businesses and the Guitar Salon International, where I ordered from, was one of them. They paid for the return postage, had UPS pick it up at my house, and sent one back to me which is actually and upgrade from the one I originally ordered. It is gorgeous and has the low flamenco action I was looking for. I have been having a wonderful time playing this afternoon, getting the feel of a guitar with a wider neck than I am used to. My music is sounding great on it!
You might wonder what a guitar has to do with dieting. It doesn't really. I was drawn to Spark People, less because I needed to lose weight, so much as I needed to reduce stress and get my health back. I believe that the key to weight loss and physical health is corresponding spiritual and emotional health; that our minds, hearts, and bodies are not separate entities. Each plays a part in helping us lead fulfilling and meaningful lives, and each needs to be nourished for us to flourish as individuals.
I did not start learning to play guitar until I was in my 50s. After the sudden death of my granddaughter, and a week later, the violent death of one of my students, I was grieving so deeply, I thought I would never be able to emerge from the depths of my sadness and anger. On my deceased granddaughter's birthday, I bought my first guitar so I could start a recovery through music. Music has become a meditation for me. The very act of spending time working to develop the most beautiful sounds possible from my instrument is soothing and brings me to a very centered place. Music feeds and nourishes the soul. The act of practice, the vibrations of the instrument, and the beauty of music can have such a powerful impact on the well-being of body, heart, and soul.
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