April 5th, 2006

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Good Morning!

Between the rain and my excitement about feeling better, I could barely sleep. I was awake much of the night, savoring feeling my body come back to life. The rain continues, renewing the plants and my insides. All is moist. Enjoy this moment, and the next. Liquify with life.
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A Super Good Morning to YOU!!

I don't hear the sound of rain, so I head out for a walk, and it begins. I realize it is wonderful to walk along like your own little house with the rain coming down on your roof. I work to get the water draining down the road and not into our driveway, enjoy moving mud and rocks and playing in the stream.

I come in and Steve has emailed me this wonderful video site. Watch them all. This is GREAT!!

As a publicity stunt Chevrolet arranged it so that people could make their own ads for the new Chevy Tahoe SUV. There were many whose take was not what Chevy expected. . .


There IS intelligence in the universe. Yay!!
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"Our Smiles Come from Our Hearts!"

A friend informs me her granddaughter has a rare disorder called Moebius Syndrome. It is characterized by lifetime facial paralysis. People with Moebius Syndrome can't smile or frown, and they often can't blink or move their eyes from side to side. In some instances, the syndrome is also associated with physical problems in other parts of the body. This child is having a multitude of problems, but when I check out the website for Moebius Syndrome, I read their motto, their slogan, "Our Smiles Come from Our Hearts." I love how people find the silver lining in whatever happens to them or their family members. Take care!!
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Afternoon -

Today I attended a "Look Good ... Feel Better" workshop through the American Cancer Society. A lovely group of women gathered together to learn about chemo, radiation, wigs, scarves, turbans and hats. They gave each of us $300.00 worth of free make-up so it was quite the deal and very informative. I was the model, so got instant feedback on what works on me. It seems I am more a turban, scarf, hat person than a wig person, which is good to know because I don't enjoy wigs. They have a whole room full of free wigs at the American Cancer Society, so I had a chance to try on a bunch. They also have little fringe wigs that you can velcro to hats. It was really fun.

Radiation went easily for me today, though the place was in a mess. Both machines broke down today, and so everything was behind schedule. The one I don't use was waiting for a physicist to come and re-calibrate it, so many people were going to be there for hours. It meant there was a whole group of us to sit and talk. I learned that the machine I am using does get a wee bit of my heart, but not all of my heart like the ones of the past, and most places. One woman comes up from Palm Springs for this machine because this is one of the few places that has them. She is staying with her sister for the seven weeks of radiation. Also, she said these are the best doctors around in the breast cancer field. It seems they are renowned. That is good to know. None of us who live here knew that. We just take it all for granted. It is good to have "foreigners" to tell us how good it is where we are.

The door to the meditation garden was open today, and a lovely breeze wafted in. Someone had placed a bunch of azalea plants in the garden so it was blooming in light pink, rose pink, and white, and there was a perky green parrot in the garden too. It was quite the day, and there is even more to it. The sun is shining through the trees, and there are some fluffy, white clouds. Tomorrow I have three appointments in the same place, though at widely different times, 8:30, 12:30, and 3:00. It will be fun to fill in the day.
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Orchid and Rock

I have painted them in the same mild tones of grayish green.
        The orchid supports itself on its thin stem, under the arch
of a long, grasslike leaf.  The rock, moss-speckled, is suspended
in air, yet it keeps its composure. Each may represent whatever
you wish, though I have painted them from life, which has no
       When speech comes from a quiet heart, it has the strength
of the orchid, and the fragrance of the rock.

    from "Four Watercolors by Tao-Chi"
Stephen Mitchell