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Day #7 compliment challenge.

I listen to my gut.

When that voice, feeling, thing comes I listen. Not all the time, but when I'm truly aware it works beautifully. Let's take this morning for a bad example. I went out for my eight mile training run. I planned a route and estimated a loose time. I ended up changing it a little and crossed the street where and when I normally don't, thinking no big deal even though my gut whispered, "you're getting a bit ahead of yourself here.". And then I screamed in pain as my neck was stung by a bee. ARRGH! I sprinted home to have my husband take a look at my already swollen neck. And I can't stand that a bee died. Such a shame. And it hurts!

Lavender has some interesting information about bees and the fall season, that they go a bit crazy because if they haven't returned home in time the hives have shut down and they are left abandoned and alone. Oh, and apparently quite mad and stingy.

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After reading this marvelous idea I thought I'd join in:

I'm going to publicly give myself a compliment every day until I leave for San Francisco for my first marathon in 4 weeks. Wow, that seems much more daunting seeing that sentence in print- precisely why I should do it!

Today's compliment: I am a very determined person.

Good, got through day one. Thanks for the wonderful challenge miss L!


I think I'll add the lyrics to today's inspired title. Judgement of the Moon and Stars by Joni Mitchell.

No tongue in the bell
And the fishwives yell
But they might as well be mute
So you get to keep the pictures
That don't seem like much
Cold white keys under your fingers
Now you're thinking
"That's no substitute
It just don't do it
Like the song of a warm warm body
Loving your touch"

In the court they carve your legend
With an apple in its jaw
And the women that you wanted
They get their laughs
Long silk stockings
On the bedposts of refinement
You're too raw
They think you're too raw
It's the judgement of the moon and stars
Your solitary path
Draw yourself a bath
Think what you'd like to have
For supper
Or take a walk
A park
A bridge
A tree
A river
Revoked but not yet cancelled
The gift goes on
In silence
In a bell jar
Still a song

You've got to shake your fists at lightning now
You've got to roar like forest fire
You've got to spread your light like blazes
All across the sky
They're going to aim the hoses on you
Show 'em you won't expire
Not till you burn up every passion
Not even when you die
Come on now
You've got to try
If you're feeling contempt
Well then you tell it
If you're tired of the silent night
Jesus well then you yell it
Condemned to wires and hammers
Strike every chord that you feel
That broken trees
And elephant ivories conceal

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When I was 20 I met a woman named Suzette. Suzette had her own massage therapy clinic and she was looking to rent out a room. We started working together, going to lunch together and I learned what a generous and successful woman she was.

Suzette had two adopted daughters with dramatic stories of teenage angst and young adulthood. She dated a man who's wife had passed away and please forgive me, but he always seemed a bit lost to me. Poor guy was seeing not only my friend but other women as well, he never seemed present in his own skin. And Suzette was a giver, she gave her time and energy to me and so many others. She let me stay in her office even when I could not afford the rent. She brought me into her life and I watched her bring in a box of vitamins every day to that massage clinic. Suzette took so many vitamins and juices and new things I'd never heard of. She taught me more about massage, muscle testing and energy work then I can say. She looked frail and sweet like a little yellow fairy. Her hair was very blond and she had a sparkling smile. She listened to me and I listened to her.

Suzette also introduced me to the East & West cafe The first time we went I was in awe of this tiny little restaurant in a tiny old house with a garden in the backyard, the owners sons out picking fresh food for the dishes. The place was packed, I didn't know what to order, so Suzette was helpful as always and held my  hand a bit through this, at the time for me, very exotic menu! We had tea and red rice with vegetables in spices that were all new to me, and the flavors were amazing! She also introduced me to Vin, the restaurant owner who I immediately liked for all her straight forward wit and charm.

I moved away to California about 2 years after meeting Suzette. And whenever I've come to visit family and friends over the years I've always thought of stopping by her office, having a visit and surprising her with a check- just a token to let her know that I now understood even more the kindness she had shown me. But I found out last night that in this life I won't have that chance. I saw Vin last night and she shocked me and about knocked me down in tears when she told me that Suzette had passed away. About a year ago, she had cancer in her liver. Vin was so great. She was comforting with her dynamic smile, standing in her refurbished and huge restaurant. She told me, "don't be sad" and "she's in a better place now. If you want, she's in heaven. Or maybe she come back, in another body, we may see her, we don't know!" I laughed and smiled and sat down for a moment. I said a little prayer for Suzette and told her I was so sorry I hadn't seen her again and wasn't able to repay her. Suzette's small voice came through strong- I felt her spirit fast and she assured me that it was okay and that I'd know where and who to give the money to in her honor.

It was a strange day yesterday. I had an amazing time playing with my husband and son and Lavender at the Puyallup Fair. And I kept saying all day to L, I really want to run into one person I know, just one. It'd be so fun to see someone I haven't seen in a long time. Little did I know… 

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We just got home from ten days on Kauai and we are beat and tan! 

The other night I asked Eliot what his favorite thing about daddy is and he replied: playing games. And fav thing about mommy: hugging. Ahhhhhhh. I'll post more soon. In the mean time some sweet pics taken by Lavender!

Play! by lydiafairy.

more fun at the park:

Get Ready!


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