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    Wedding, Vacation, Gourmet Food Truck Lot, Old Friends, and New Puppy – Life is Good!

    Tuesday, April 9th, 2013

    Annice

    Only a few weeks ago, I wrote about how overwhelmed I was feeling.  Well, actually, I’ve posted on that subject quite a bit.  In fact, it’s a pretty common theme these days with us baby boomer women.  But, after spending ten glorious sunny days in California, I feel somewhat renewed.  No whining for me for a while.  I guess more vacations are in order.

    My nephew’s wedding at the Inn of the Seventh Ray in Topanga Canyon was beautiful as was his bride, Noelle.  Her family came in from Hawaii and it was great meeting them as well as their Bernese Mountain Dog, Walter, who was actually in the ceremony.  What an event.  My sisters and I rented a cool house in Santa Monica for the week, and although we didn’t always agree on little things like what bread to buy for the house, or which coffee is better, it was wonderful spending time with them.

    Brad&Noelle&Walter&soon to be Owen

    In Santa Monica we went to a cool flea market with wild stuff, stuff I don’t see too much in Asheville, like tons of vintage clothing and art deco furniture. Then my nephew took us to the Santa Monica Food Truck Lot where we feasted on Lobster Rolls, Peking duck tacos, and even curried fries.  Yummy.  Then, there was the Getty Museum which I had never seen, and how lucky was I to stumble up on a Vermeer exhibit?

    Once the festivities of the wedding were over, I visited two friends I hadn’t seen in years, and what a treat that was.  One friend took me to the Shoah Foundation (founded by Spielberg) after Schindler’s List where I discovered my dad’s s cousin had given a four hour interview/testimony about her experience in Auschwitz.  I will write about that separately, when I can process that experience of just listening to her and what happened to many members of my family.

    Terra

    To end on a happy note, we finally got a puppy.  After losing both our dogs several years ago (you remember, Gus and Carli), we found our dear little Chesapeake Bay Retriever from an incredible breeder only 40 minutes from our house.

    Terra and Favorite Toy

    So, let me introduce you to Whiskey Creek’s Terra Cotta – 11 weeks old.  You’ll be hearing a lot more about Terra in posts to come.  She’s pure joy – well almost.  Still potty training her…

    Cars and Their Parts

    Tuesday, January 22nd, 2013

    Annice

    I was dreading buying tires yesterday (don’t most baby boomer women feel the same way?) despite the fact that my two front tires were practically bald and my car was due to pass inspection.  And yes, I know, the safety issue is critical.  The problem is, it’s overwhelming and I hate anything to do with cars or their parts.  In fact, if you remember I posted back in 2009 about buying my first brand new car ever when I traded in my 1989 Dodge Dakota pick-up with almost 200,000 miles.  Loved that truck, but I ditched it for my new Honda Fit – thank you Mr. Obama for that cash for clunker deal.

    As it turns out, Honda is very clever.  While the Fit is a cheap mass market

    Honda Fit

    car, Honda has tried very hard to make sure you buy the tires from them.  In other words, OEM (tires), or original equipment manufactured products or components that are purchased by another company and retailed under that purchasing company’s brand name, i.e. Honda.  How do I know this?  The Honda Fit chat room, of course.  I ventured there one late night looking for advice and a bargain.  One smart guy had this to say. “Most stock OEM tires are garbage, and I suggest replacing them with something in a more common size. 185 55 16 is an odd ball tire size that will offer limited choices.  Tirerack shows only 2 choices.  Honda probably figures that most people will get frustrated and go back to their dealers for tire replacement at inflated prices.  I suggest changing the OEM’s out with either 195 60 16 or 195 50 16.  The 60 series tire will offer a softer ride with good handling and traction while the 50 series, though V and Z rated, offers a similar ride as the OEM’s but more affordable tires and brand choices.”

    So you see, I need to change them out to 195 60 16 …and I set out to do just that.  I started by calling all my local tire stores to see if they had two said tires for my Honda Fit.  No one had them in stock but all could order them and have them in a day.  All were more expensive than the Honda dealer, so Honda it had to be.  Then, while doing errands yesterday, I saw a store called Discount Tires.

    I parked the car, and as soon as I got out, a young smiling guy in a uniform came up to meet me in the parking lot, and asked if he could help.  He ushered me inside, educated me on tires and basically shared the same info the Honda Fit forum did.  He had the tires in stock, and they were almost $40 less than Honda and the local tire guys.

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    Twenty minutes later and a cup of gourmet decaf coffee (it was 5:30 p.m.) and I had my new tires.  I wish I could have given my business to the local guys but $80 is a big savings.  Guess I’ll have to spend it in a local restaurant this week-end.

    Oops50: A Shot at Haiku While ThruHiking the Appalachian Trail

    Saturday, December 8th, 2012

    Me and Cheryl

    My name is Peggy and I’m writing to ask you to help support my friend on an adventure. Cheryl (trail name “Clinker”), will fulfill a dream to hike the entire Appalachian Trail beginning on her 63rd birthday, April 5, 2013. I know you don’t know her, but Cheryl is an inspiration in so many ways to so many women.

    Not only will she be hiking the Appalachian Trail keeping to ultra-light backpacking guidelines, but she also plans on photographing her journey and writing haiku to accompany the photographs.

    The Appalachian Trail

    When she returns, she will be hosted by the National Center for Nature Photography for an exhibit of her work.  She also plans on using the images and her journaling to make presentations to others, especially other women, on ultra-light guidelines.

    She’s using the crowd-funding site Kickstarter to help with the expenses for this creative pursuit and I’m asking you to help by contributing as much or as little as you feel by December 17th.

     

     

    Here is the link to find out more:

    http://www.kickstarter.com/projects/1780278030/myku-a-shot-at-haiku-while-thruhiking-the-appalach?ref=home_location

    Thank you for your support!

    Sincerely,

    Peggy

    Cheryl

     

     

    Selves in a Box: Pulling Myself Together

    Tuesday, September 25th, 2012

    SHARON WILLEN

    I’m a writer and artist, but I hardly ever put my work out in public. As a woman over 50, I volunteer with several community action groups, and am a vocal participant, but often come away from meetings feeling like I’ve said the wrong things, alienated potential friends, or revealed all the possible flaws in my personality. I love my husband, children, aging mother, and my only brother who is her primary caregiver, yet I find myself tip-toeing through conversations with them as if I’m picking my way gingerly through a minefield, constantly at risk. I know I’m strong, and bright, and have value to offer, so what the heck is wrong that keeps me from feeling comfortable in my relationships with other beings?

    In the midst of feeling increasingly inhibited by this judgmental self-talk, I have lunch with a friend who asks me to write a review of, J. Tamara Stone’s Selves in a Box.” She pushes a shiny 6”x8” box across the table that contains 52 self cards, 2 wild cards, and a 144-page guidebook which “offers a fresh look at where you are in your life” and promises “to help you think and feel outside the limitations of your everyday personality, freeing you to live, truly, outside the box.” Exactly what I need.

    I don’t believe in Tarot cards or fortunetellers, but for decades I have pulled one or two “angel cards” every Sunday. I use these tiny laminated icons as reminders of forces that may be influencing my daily life. Now I have a new deck to pick from. I’m excited, ready to “befriend my family of Selves” and “enrich my relationships with others.”

    Packed in a silky black pouch, each sturdy and beautifully illustrated card corresponds to a “self” whose “portrait” or description is purportedly detailed in the guidebook. From the intro, I choose the “Daily Draw: Opening to Counsel” method for drawing cards, to see what I can discover through the use of this tool.

    On Monday morning, I pick my first card, after setting my intention to draw the Self that I need to hear from in that moment, as instructed. I repeat the process each day for a week, and find myself less than enthused. I won’t continue. My first pick, “The Teacher”, is a good example of how shallow and unoriginal the material is.

    Selves-in-a-box

    “Your Teacher shares information, thoughts and ideas. It may specialize in one subject or generalize in many different areas, as a guide, counselor, coach, guru, mentor, trainer, tutor, or professor. Your Teacher’s love for learning inspires its passion or teaching. It wants to contribute to others, from recommending a great movie to delivering an inspirational talk.”

    Like, so what? In addition to the not-so-detailed portraits, two lines below each one reveal that self’s “personality motivation” (that which operates on auto-pilot attempting to “help us realize our safety, security, and well-being”) and that self’s “essence motivation” (the “pure, unadulterated expression of who we are”). The personality motivation of my Teacher is “to share knowledge” and its essence motivation is “to inspire learning.” In what way is this news? I’m equally unimpressed by the portraits of other cards I pick or the pages facing each Self Portrait – “the spectrum descriptions,” each of which repetitively reminds us that “all selves fall somewhere on the spectrum between primary and disowned.” One or two examples of how this self may appear as primary (“Your Teacher may seem like a know-it-all”) or disowned (“Your Teacher may feel inadequate in the knowledge you possess”) are given. This might be more helpful if accompanied by questions and/or journal space to provoke introspection about how I personally see each self and its related characteristics at work in my own life. Overall, I find “Selves in a Box” to be dull and uninformative.

    As soon as I decide there’s got to be a better approach to self-enlightenment, the universe provides an amazing alternative. Ruby Sofia Warren, a local counselor I got to know in a poetry writing workshop some years ago, calls to inform me about her newest program – “Awakening Wholeness: Mentoring, Education & Groups for the Whole Self”. Out of friendship, she gives me two free one-on-one sessions. In each of our meetings, Ruby brings her full heart and diverse background in psychology, expressive art therapy, permaculture, and spirituality to a pleasant process that effectively helps me understand and connect compassionately with my inner selves.

    There is something in the way Ruby illustrates the process of getting to know oneself with examples from nature and her own journey that helps me quickly connect my surface attitudes and actions to their roots deep within. I see from her modeling behavior how to be compassionate with the needs of selves that have been wounded by or stuck in emotion provoked by my own previous experiences. I also get practical tips about helping those parts of my total self, without succumbing to their demands. As compared with the disappointment I felt after spending a week with “Selves in a Box”, only two personal interactions with Ruby Warren energize me and imbue me with a sense of strength, wholeness and confidence in negotiating sensitive relationships.

    Overall, I would say if you want to gain the peace of mind and authenticity that comes with deep self-awareness, it is better to begin by communing with a knowledgeable and empathetic human being than a deck of cardboard selves in a box.

    For some Quick Thoughts on the Passage of Time and Time Itself, visit Sharon’s blog: What’s Up This Time?

     

    Sadhvi Sez: Text, Chat, Email, FB, Tweet, Leave a Message, or Drop Out?

    Sunday, September 9th, 2012

    CAROLINA MORNING GLORY

    For a while, there didn’t really seem to be much happening on the political scene.  Of course, that’s all changed since the Republican and Democratic Conventions.  I hope everyone that is able to vote come November will do so.  I know who I am going to vote for, and I don’t need to talk about it, or convince anyone that they need to change how they feel, or convert anyone to my way, or hate anyone for not voting the way I do.  Or bring up the racist issue of the color of anyone’s skin.

    What else?  Oh, fracking will happen in NC because the loudest opponent MADE A MISTAKE and “accidentally” voted FOR FRACKING.  Not that it probably ever could be stopped.  I’m just noticing things, that’s all.  But it is kind of bizarre how it passed.  Fracking the earth is just the next step in fueling the electrical power plants that supply the energy needed to be on this computer typing this post, doing my job, communicating with folks, and yes, sharing *.

    Which brings up the topic for today’s post, the many ways in which we can be using our dear, dear, friend, our smart phones.

    TIME magazine recently featured 10 WAYS MOBILE TECHNOLOGY IS CHANGING OUR WORLD.  Did you read it?  I found it so very interesting.

    “Just as remarkable as the power of mobility, over everything from love to learning to global development, is how fast it all happened.  It is hard to think of any tool, any instrument, any object in history with which so many developed so close a relationship so quickly as we have with our phones.  Not the knife, or match, the pen or page.  Only money comes close – always at hand, don’t leave home without it.  But most of us don’t take a wallet to bed with us, don’t reach for it and check it every few minutes, and however useful money is in pursuit of fame, romance, revolution, it is inert compared with a smart phone – which can replace your wallet now anyway.” 

    Nancy Gibbs, from her TIME magazine article, “YOUR LIFE IS FULLY MOBILE”.

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    People from all age groups and income levels in 8 countries, the U.S., the U.K., China, India, South Korea, South Africa, Brazil and Indonesia were asked questions to find out and better understand attitudes concerning technology, being connected, and the average age thought appropriate for a child to own a mobile phone, which is 13 years!

    I am in the minority in how I feel about it, that it is not good.  For instance, I do feel like being constantly connected by technology is mostly a burden: 13%, vs. 76% that find it helpful.

    That I place my cell phone in a different room from where I sleep (13%) vs. the 68% that sleep with it next to their bed.  Three quarters of the group between 25 – 29 years of age sleep with their phones.  Rather intimate I think, and stupid, since not one study has ever been funded to prove that the amount of radiation given off of our phones is harmful, or harmless!

    32% of all respondents said they they would prefer to communicate via texting.  Which broken down by age groups shows another surprising find:

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    In response to the question, “Have you ever used a text message to…”, 73% of the 18-24 age group said yes, that they use texting for flirting with someone. 55% of the 25-29 age group said they used a text message to send suggestive pictures.  And 36% of the 25-29 age group said they used texting to coordinate or commit adultery.  Hmmm…what is going on?  I think I need to get with the program, give the smart phone a 3rd chance to dominate my life, and start to rekindle the sexual excitement that I am lacking in my menopausal life with my partner, or, someone else.

    Well, it doesn’t seem to be something that is going to stop or slow down any time soon.

    The only question I have is with all these ways to be in touch, are we really connecting?

    I’ll leave you with a couple of pictures of some flowers that my partner brought home from the tailgate market for me.  It wasn’t a tweet of how much he loves me.  Call me old-fashioned, but I love flowers, and you can’t do that via a text tweet (thanks Lisa for educating me on what can be done with a text!).

    The one below is the Moon flower that opened the other night…I smelled something divine when I went out to dump the scraps on the compost pile, and realized that after waiting all summer for it to open, it had!

    Peace, Joy, and Love, and I ain’t J/K-ing!

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    Thanks :)

    Sadhvi

    MOONFLOWER

     

     

     

     

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