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go vote.

Here is what it means to *vote*

noun
1. a formal expression of opinion or choice, either positive or negative, made by an individual or body of individuals
2. the means by which such expression is made
3. the right to such expression
4. the decision reached by voting, as by a majority of ballots cast
5. a collective expression of will as inferred from a number of votes
6. an expression, as of some judgment: a vote of confidence.
verb (used without object)
7. to express or signify will or choice in a matter, as by casting a ballot: to vote for president.
verb (used with object)
8. to enact, establish, or determine by vote
9. to support by one’s vote
10. to advocate by or as by one’s vote

I called Colorado voters for my candidate…the least you can do is go vote for yours!

go vote

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Whatever your opinion, the important thing to me is that you go and vote.

Your opinion matters. Exercise your right!
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mold.

I rearranged my one bedroom home into a studio…
home. rearranged.
Why? Because the ceiling in my bedroom had mold.

mold: noun: a growth of minute fungi forming on vegetable or animal matter, commonly as a downy or furry coating, and associated with decay or dampness.

If you remember, on Labor Day, the ceiling in my bedroom poured water across the room and down into my closet below. Ever since I have been battling with the evil HOA property management woman to handle this issue properly. She did not. So I called my insurance, which is something I really should have done right away, and they are being so thorough and wonderful. They sent out some water damage restoration experts who determined the ceiling was still wet. They left a big, noisy dehumidifier in my room and took a ceiling sample. The next day they called and said that the test came back negative (hurrah!) and they would return to pull out the bad ceiling and replace it with new. Unfortunately, when they returned and opened up the ceiling, they found mold (boo!). So all my bedroom furniture was moved out into the living room, my closets were taped shut and the bedroom door was sealed. Yes, with my clothing still hanging in the closet ~ I was at work. (Luckily my laundry hamper was removed from the room, so I did laundry and now all my workout clothes are clean for the week ahead and two pairs of flip flops were outside the bedroom. Could be much worse.)

dehimidifier in the bedroom: saddies dehimidifier drains here ceiling sample: incorrect diagnosis bedroom furniture chaos bedding chaos taped closed: do not go in there
*click any photo for larger views
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I am now actually living in my living room. This has caused a little stress and anxiety that I am trying hard to ignore and Marceau is terribly confused.

Meanwhile, I’ve decided to give myself the gift of this yoga retreat in December! I think that having something to look forward to is just what I need. Something just for me.

joy

Shhhhhhhhhh. Don’t tell anyone, but I feel so happy! I don’t know what happened, but I’m finding it rather concerning, this strange sense of mirth. I feel rather light and giddy inside. The corners of my mouth tickle upward. It happened sometime between Tuesday afternoon and Wednesday evening and the symptoms are still present this morning. I am beginning to worry that I may have picked up a little *joy* somewhere…

joy: noun: an expression or display of glad feeling; festive gaiety; a state of happiness or felicity.

I found joy in the classroom with my students.
I found joy in my my yoga practice.
I found joy in my continually successful attempts at packing lunches.
I found joy in love.
I found joy in my life journey.
I found joy in my family.
I found joy in the purring of my cat.
I found joy in acting class.
I found joy in the sunshine.
I found joy in my friends both near and far.
I found joy in taking better control over my own existence.

I am re-emerging. Hopeful and positive. Me.

I’ve been reminded that joy is everywhere when you are open to receiving it!
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habitual behavior

A yoga teacher said to me, “It takes 30 days for something to become habitual”…

habit: noun: an acquired behavior pattern regularly followed until it has become almost involuntary

This past week I have taken a few steps toward creating new habits. I’ve attempted both new practices in the past and failed, but because of my current, desperate need for change {Yes I Can}, I was more successful this week than ever before and I feel better today than I have in awhile.

First, after today, I will have only eaten five meals out this week! You may remember my many attempts at making meals at home in the past, only to last about a day and a half before caving in. I was seriously going to Starbucks every day for something in the morning, out around my office for lunch and then out for dinner ~ every day. As you can imagine, this is not only expensive, but it doesn’t always lend itself to healthy choices. Seven days down, only 23 to go before this becomes a regular part of my life. Hooray! I am anxious to compare my food budget this month to past months and see if it really does save me money. Fingers crossed.

Second, I am going to yoga. I am going to yoga. I am going to yoga. I joined the somewhat corporate style yoga studio, Yoga Works, against my initial resistance. My yogi friends warned me against it for it’s somewhat detached style of teaching yoga {meaning: lacking in the deeper spiritual side to a yoga practice}, but I went to a beginner class on Friday evening and found it to be restful and very helpful with proper alignment. I can feel a little detachment, but I decided I can go to a smaller, more traditional yoga studio once per week for my dose of the spiritual. What I need right now is actually to re-learn the proper poses and get adjusted when necessary. Once I have the foundation back in my body, then perhaps I can find a class with a deeper connection, but the new student special was too good to pass up: $30 for 2 weeks of unlimited class, a free consultation with a yoga advisor to help create a personalized yoga practice and a year’s subscription to Yoga Journal magazine. I sort of couldn’t resist, because I’m making a plan for change. I’m very excited and guess what!? I feel motivated to make my plan come true…

I am grateful for the words of support and wisdom ~ thank you. Namaste.

burned motive

motivation: noun: something that motivates; inducement; incentive

motivate: verb: to provide with a motive; incite; impel
motive: noun: the goal or object of a person’s actions

When lost, how does one find it, this motivation? I have never truly understood what it meant to feel unmotivated. I understood it mentally and imagined what it must feel like, but I had no idea that, for me, to feel unmotivated would feel like such an existential crisis.

burn-out: noun: fatigue, frustration, or apathy resulting from prolonged stress, overwork, or intense activity

Um…yes.

I woke up this morning with my alarm only to feel that a mini-migraine (you know, a headache with nausea) was pulsing in my head. I pressed snooze and endured the pain in my head without rising for some ibuprofen. Nine minutes later, my alarm indicated that it was really time to get up, but the headache felt worse. Again, snooze. Another nine minutes. Snooze number three. Now I was 27 minutes behind and I had no urgency to rise. Instead I turned the alarm off, rolled over and went back to sleep. I finally awoke again to find that it was 9:30am…and we all know that a work day starts earlier than that. I rose from the soft safety of my bed and made no effort to contact anyone from work. I calmly fed Marceau, poured a bowl of cereal and sat quietly.

Now, an hour later, here I am. I still haven’t alerted anyone at work that I may or may not be in or checked my blackberry to see if anyone needs anything. I still haven’t taken a shower or thought about what to wear today. I just cannot motivate myself to get going.

Burn-out? I would say so…