For More Energy, Bend Your Knees

The other day at my Alexander Lesson, my teacher was helping me to move my balance point from forward and scrunched down to up and over my spine.  Because I so often have my head reaching toward my computer, it puts a lot of my weight forward too.  Then other parts of my body have to move backward to compensate so I don’t fall over.

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(c) AdobeStock Photo

It’s rather comical to think about the fact that here I am a grown woman relearning how to stand, sit, and move.

A Charlotte Cab Driver Teaches Us How to Be

A few weeks ago I traveled to Charlotte on business.  As I usually do, I struck up a conversation with the cab driver who took me from the airport to the office.  He was from Ethiopia.  We talked about the snow storm that had hit there 2 days before.  6-7 inches of the white stuff in a city that isn’t quite prepared for that.

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(c) AdobeStock Photo

“It was fun!” he said.  “An adventure.”

Sleep in Heavenly Peace?

The Battle for Sleep in the 21st Century

Have you ever seen those paintings of the nativity scene with Jesus sleeping peacefully in the manger?  And the animals looking lovingly on?  And there’s just enough light shining from the star of Bethlehem to frame their faces in a halo of light.

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(c) AdobeStock Photo

It’s bucolic.  Peaceful.  As the songwriter puts it, heavenly peace.  Everyone is glowing.  Filled with joy.  And yes, peace.

My Mother Found This When She Cleaned the Basement

Not long ago, my mother read the book “The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up.”  That prompted her to do a major clean-out of the basement.  Imagine!  55 years of stuff accumulating for two adults and three children.  Well, the children’s stuff hasn’t been accumulating.  We cleared ours out several years ago in the last big purge.

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(c) AdobeStock Photo

But there was still a lot of stuff.

What We Can’t Forget About 9/11

As I write this post, it is September 11, 2016. Fifteen years after the terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and a plane that crashed in the Pennsylvania countryside thanks to the heroism of passengers and crew.

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(c) AdobeStock Photo

So much has been said about how this event changed us. Indeed it has. Probably in some ways we don’t even notice. And one of the biggest is that it made the unthinkable not only thinkable, but real.

Transplant Shock

A few weeks ago I went outside to dig in the dirt.  Weed and trim.  Enjoy the beautiful day.  There were a ton of weeds, as I haven’t really gotten to it much this year with all the traveling I’ve been doing.  I was in front of the house and cleared away some of those clover-like plants that spread like crazy.  The good part about those is that when you get the roots it clears a big space out.  You make progress pretty quickly.  Anyway, I got rid of those plants, and then I found this – the roses were completely covered up by some of the other plants.  Not weeds, but daylilies and Siberian iris.  So I moved the roses.

(c) Kathleen Thompson

(c) Kathleen Thompson

It was August and hot out.  It was quite sunny and dry on that particular day.  And those rose bushes immediately started wilting in the heat.

Shine On!

Twenty-five years ago, in August 1991, my husband Jerry and I moved into our first and only house.  It was brand new, and the paint was barely dry. (We had done the painting ourselves with the help of friends, family, and a power roller.)  Last night in honor of this special anniversary, I cleaned and polished the kitchen sink so it shone.

(c) Kathleen Thompson

(c) Kathleen Thompson

Yeah, there are a few bumps and scratches, but it’s still beautiful.  I guess the same thing could be said about me.  And you.