Searching for something exquisite I found my voice.

Feed the World

No roast pork buns in Queens today!

No roast pork buns today! It is Turkey Day!  I am home for four beautiful days. I wish everyone a gorgeous day with family, friends, and being with others.

I love the USA because all over this Country everyone has the opportunity to find a community place to sit and eat a traditional Thanksgiving dinner. It is my wish to all who do to have a beautiful moment, and it is also my desire that we find it in us to give this way year round. When we do, riches and abundance will become evident to us. Even if it is simply whispering a blessing to someone who is in need.

Next Thursday, back to Flushing, Queens and my ladies at the memoir group and a roast pork bun, maybe two. Happy Thanksgiving to everyone!

Whaddya Want Wednesday: What I'm Cooking Up This Week

Harlem's 125th Street 

Duh. Turkey. Beyond the traditional day tomorrow, after that I will make turkey enchiladas, turkey tacos, and then revert back to my latest love: a bag of Caesar salad, combined with diced chicken and cranberries. I also want to make meat loaf and have it with mashed potatoes; haven't had that in a long time. And let's not to forget a sassy turkey soup with big chunks of potatoes and a spicy broth. I'll try to duplicate it like the soup I constantly covet from a middle eastern restaurant around the corner.

What are you cooking up this week?

Exquisite is as Exquisite Does

I realized it as I rode the 6 train, reading "The Law of Least Effort," a chapter in Deepak Chopra's "The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success," and there it was, and I quote:

"Completely desist from defending your point of view. When you have no point to defend, you do not allow the birth of an argument. If you do this consistently -- if you stop fighting and resisting -- you will fully experience the present, which is a gift."

Earlier before I boarded the train, I told the angels and my higher self that I relinquish all control. "Please guide me and show me the way. I have tried to control this scene long enough. I give it all to you."

My find.

And after saying this and reading that, I got off the train and saw this: the stained glass at the Westchester/E. Tremont stop on the 6 train in the Bronx.

I knew this was my exquisite find.

"If you embrace the present and become one with it, and merge with it, you will experience a fire, a glow, a sparkle of ecstasy throbbing in every living sentient being. As you begin to experience this exultation of spirit in everything that is alive, as you become intimate with it, joy will be born within you, and you will drop the burdens and encumbrances of defensiveness, resentment, and hurtfulness. Only then will you become lighthearted, carefree, joyous, and free." - Deepak Chopra

I knew I'd found what I'd been searching for and what I had released and given out into the universe. Now, I was lighter, more free, and staying in the present. A true gift.

Inquisitive for the Exquisite

Two posts today. I officially start today with my daily postings aimed at specific senses and sightings. Today is Saturday so that means finding something exquisite. I'm excited. I will post my find. If it's anything like the very real and symbolic dream I just awoke from, I am in for an adventure.

Opening my eyes, I am going to stay awake and aware to find my exquisite gift. They are always there, always available, always waving in the wind. Hope you find yours today. Only you will know what it is as will I.

Open for Business: Taking it to the Eccentric Limit

I just was given a marvelous suggestion by a good writer friend, Anna Limontas Salisbury, who ever so gently took me by the collar and told me to get to writing! Amen. And she said it in a fun way that has sparked my interests. I am a "lists" girl and her idea to write about certain topics on certain days really lit my fire. So here goes, before I head over to Queens to lead an ESL evening group, I will determine what I shall write in this blog on each day of the week, and then, in conjunction with my other blog, Swimming Free, I will do this every day.

Sensory Wholeness Day by Day Topic for each Week:

Sunday - 4, 5, 6 Borough Trotter. Since I am a tutor in the Bronx on the weekends and I live in Brooklyn,  it takes me an hour and a half to get there and back. I literally move from the tip of Brookyn to nearly the furthest tip of the Bronx. The crowds of the train cars change with certain stations and I will tell you what it feels like, smells like, and looks like.

Monday, Monday.Russell aka Catcow, my black and white cat's adventures with me home for the morning and afternoon.

Ruby knees-knockin' Tuesday -Sitting at a bar in a restaurant by myself and ordering take out. Forcing myself to learn to make small talk.

Whaddaya want Wednesdays? What I'm cooking up to eat for the week.

Thursday -  Roast Pork Buns on the 7 Train. Out to Flushing for my memoir workshop, each Thursday I eat a roast pork bun or two while out on the tip of Queens.

Friday - "Friday, I'm in love!" My fantasy of the week.

Saturday's Search - Finding something exquisite.

There you have it. Thank you, Anna. I'm learning to listen and I heard you and the Universe loud and clear.

Wheee!

Putting it All Together

Received a new camera for my birthday and here is my first humble movie. Oh what fun this was!

Look Ma! I'm Swimming!

I wrote for two hours! I got lost in it! And I will do the same tomorrow before heading out to Boston to spend Sarah's birthday with her!

I did it!

And there's plenty more where that came from.

Come Inside to Home

Mi Casa

I'm craving Eggs Benedict. The way the egg yolk breaks and swirls with the Hollandaise sauce, and the saltiness of the ham intrigues the entire dish. Yes, I'm craving Eggs Benedict.

Loving texture.

I put cinnamon into my coffee most mornings. I like the extra kick and sensation. Texture is growing in me. A desire for layers and textures to match the sheaths of wonder and manifestation inside.

Dream Big.

I read today from an article by Denise Linn http://www.deniselinn.com that your home reveals the interior of you. I stopped reading and looked around my apartment. Much of my furnishings have been found or purchased due to reasonableness of cost. I liked what I saw. I have much balance in my humble apartment and enormous groupings of color, mirrors, plants, and flowers along with glass objects, wood pieces, and pictures. My outer tells me to dream even more to match my inner and my inner to make itself known in a grander presence.