Sunday, October 28, 2007
Holloween Cycle Cross
Thank you to all you lovely ladies who cheered me on, it helped A LOT! The DJ was awesome, he had his funk on all day. There were some fun costumes, I wore all pink with my princess crown, because you all know that PINK MAKES EVERYTHING BETTER!
Now that this Great Day is over, I am off to collapse in front of the t.v.
Friday, October 26, 2007
EVERYTHING PINK!
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Getting Ready
WILL ALL THIS WORK PAY OFF!!!
I hope so, cause I need more....something if I am going to be any good at this cross racing stuff. Ok Ron and Johnny, when is the next cross clinic, I really need some help!
Saturday, October 20, 2007
I Huffed and I Puffed
Well I didn't fall, I didn't get lapped and I didn't come in last. Today was the Livermore cx race and I thought I would be able to do a little better place wise this time, but I can't seem to pump it up enough on the straits and then theres the 42 cement stairs of doom. Looks like I need some more time in spin class....that will consist of Ron yelling at me with a bull horn on my trainer in the family room, "There's no crying in cycle cross, now push it, push it"! "Get in a bigger gear, jump off your bike and run around the house, now stair step, stair step"!
Friday, October 12, 2007
Tuesday, October 09, 2007
Say I Am You
floats in bright sunlight.
I am the sun, too, burning so bright.
Say to the dust, stay, And to the sun, keep
Moving in circles, Wake us to light.
I am the mist of
Sweet early morning,
And the soft breathing
When evening is born.
I am the wind in
Swaying green branches,
Taking my chances
As surf pounding shore.
First I the silence,
Then I the choice,
To take form as this song,
Now I the voice.
I am the candle,
And the moth flying,
flirting with dying,
As it goes round.
I the rose blooming,
And at the same time,
Nightingale lost in
Fragrance sublime.
All orders of Being,
Galaxies turning,
Intelligence burning
In evolution.
I am the lifting,
The falling away,
Living and dying,
Night and the day.
In all things created,
Known and forgotten,
I am what is,
And what is not.
Master of masters,
One within all,
You who so know me,
Answer this call:
Say now the secret,
Say the word true.
Say what the heart knows,
Say I am you.
Monday, October 08, 2007
Life Wrapped in Dream
Have you ever had a dream that you were so sure was real? What if you were unable to wake up from that dream? How would you know the difference between the dream world...and the real world?
What is real? How do you define real? Would you define it as what you can feel...what you can smell, taste and see? Then the "real" is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain. So, what we see to be real is only a neural-interactive simulation.....also known as-a dream.
What you see in the mirror every day is just a mental projection of your dream self, your residual self-image in your waking "dream" life.
Thursday, October 04, 2007
Taking Responsibility
Although many people believe that everyone else is the cause of their bad life, bad day, bad mood. The truth is that NO ONE can CAUSE your poor state of consciousness. You and only You are responsible for the way you choose to feel. If you put that responsibility on the people around you....you will always be disappointed.
"Today I take responsibility for My state of Consciousness. I realize that I am the master of my thoughts and that I am the creator of my Joy".
Monday, October 01, 2007
My Dream Right NOW
I was thinking about me today. What if everything I am experiencing is just a reflection of myself, like if I were standing in a hall of mirrors, a hall of fun house mirrors. I could see all my reflections, but they were all different.
What if everyone in my life is just a reflection of some part of me. I was holding little Ronnie this morning and for the first time, I could see my reflection staring back at me. I thought back to the time of the dream of him. The time I decided to have children and what I was thinking and experiencing at that time. When I look at my son now, I can see manifested before my eyes my thoughts and experiences at his conception. I understood in that moment, myself.
All the reflections around me, my husband, children, family and friends have a new meaning to me. I look at my son and see how fragile, yet how much strength he reflects back to me. This child who is unable to see, move or speak, yet his affect on everyone around him is so profound. How can this be? I have spent so much of my life feeling powerless and immobile with an inaudible voice, yet I look at my son and see such beauty and strength. Is that who I really am….beauty and strength? I look into his eyes and see Love, is that who I really am…..Love?