October 16, 2010
(Reading this is greatly enhanced listening to music links @ bottom of page – if you can multi-task!)
On days when it seems the good outnumbers the bad – DON’T STOP TO COUNT!
I was diagnosed this week with skin cancer (1), then arthritis (2) and wore my heart on my sleeve, when it might have been better closer to the vest (3). If less-than-wonderful things happen in three’s, would it be okay to ask for wonderful things in groups of 7 or 9, one of my other favorite numbers?? Three is becoming a wee bit of a crowd.
Speaking of numbers. I took myself out for Chinese in Tulsa. My fortune cookie read, “Your ability to find the silly in the serious will take you far. Lucky numbers 9, 13, 18, 24, 33, 46. I went back to snag another cookie. “Do not mistake temptation for opportunity. Lucky numbers 18, 23, 32, 34, 39, 41.” Woo Hoo! Goal was to find one listing 52 (got a birthday ahead) but the 18th is right around the corner. I am getting up early 10.18th to enjoy my double dose of luck!
The bad stuff, I figure, is the dues I gotta pay for the good. Does that add up? My sister years ago, during one of the many times she tried to soothe my heartache or disappointment, insisted being happy all the time would be boring. No it wouldn’t. Bored is just not in my vocabulary and a charmed life would not invite it into my emotional 36 expressions. I think it’s a bit like the idea of heaven. Great spin to put on dying. Little wonder I gave up mass for Lent decades ago.
On a perfect 10.10.10 day (last Sunday) in a so-so warrior pose (and crescent pose) I was reaching for the stars to bring a bit more heaven to the beach. Stars, the way we envision them, are bright, pointy like things. One I snagged poked a bit of a hole in my tender heart but years earlier in another fun, unexpected, moment – dressed in flats and pants, stacked up next to some hot babes (dressed differently) and facing an all-male judge panel (cruise ship experience – if you must know) I won the lip syncing contest prancing around to I Will Survive (my son Clay has since recovered from that experience of mom on the dance floor.)
The Trix is still here, dancing and singing and come the 18th, it won’t be just any Monday. I got a loverly slice of heaven at a great price the last time I stretched. I am reaching for the moon next time (and warming up at Sunday 9:45 yoga class in the Pearl)!
Look up to the sky tonight. If you don’t see enough starlight, go where it is darker. You will find there are more stars up there than you can stay awake to count. That is some kinda wonderful.
Postscript: Two super people recently sent this info to me – This October has 5 Fridays, 5 Saturdays and 5 Sundays, all in one month. It happens once in 823 years. Add it up! And then November 1st is my birthday.
Follow these 5 (!) leads to good things:
Loverly ~My Fair Lady: http://youtu.be/T-2CnRuk6Nk
36 Expressions ~ Funny Girl: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mRbIjcKB_CY
Yoga ~ http://www.yelp.com/biz/beach-yoga-with-brad-santa-monica
Some kinda wonderful ~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RijxCw2NZH0
Add it up ~ http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=am8qrrZAtP4