Zen Life

  Last Night At The Galen Art Show The night I had been looking forward to for weeks, had finally arrived. I was a bundle of nerves as I got dressed yesterday. Oh, what to wear???!!!! I changed a dozen times, till I finally decided on a navy, bohemian style jumper with my black boots….  Would the people like my work… Oh, what am I doing??? I don't like crowds, why did I say I would volunteer ???? I took a deep breath in and headed out the door. I drove the short distance to the Galen. Walked in and introduced myself. I was handed a name tag, an artist badge, and a clicker to count the people who came through the door. That was my job, to stand pretty greet, the people as they came in, and click. I could do this… I looked around and saw my artwork - two pieces hung proudly on the wall to the right of the entrance. At that moment seeing my work among other photographers made me proud…All of the work is a little unique and different from the rest. We all had a different vision…  As th

 M aking My Dreams into Reality After 20 years of living in the desert, or as Billy and I call it the dust bowl. I have made my dream of moving back to the beach a reality. I will not be moving back to Pacific Grove, but to a new place to call home. San Clemente…. It's been a long time coming, taking small baby steps to make my dream a reality… Yesterday I took a few big steps. I let all of the fears and what-ifs out into the wind Focused on just the positives, and told myself this would work. I took another big step, signed a year's lease, and clicked the button on my computer to send the management co a large deposit. Breathed a sigh of relief!!! I will now once again have a beachfront apartment. A view of the ocean!!!! I will be able to feel the fresh ocean air in the summer. Walks on the beach…. I will be away from the summer heat of the desert…. I am making my dream into reality

Yesterday as I sat on my sofa, sipping hot green tea, petting Valentina, who was curled up on my lap. I looked out the large window, Palm Trees swaying in the wind- their large palm frons tumbling down below into the pool. The bright yellow umbrellas that lined the pool, came crashing down onto the pavement. Blackbirds trying to fly against the wind. I continued to just sit on my sofa. Listening to the sound of the wind, listening to the wind blowing so hard, my sliding doors shook. As I sat there in awe of my surroundings - I thought to myself how ironic,it's like the wind is singing to me. Tossing my old life into the wind, letting it settle, and starting a new life,  a new chapter. A new chapter in San Clemente