Observations from the Dining Room

Observations, memories, thoughts, darkness, and weight

For Christmas I got a chinese coin with the center cut out (an aunt went to china) and Barbara and I made feng shui hangers from them...and by that I mean we tied Celtic knots through them with sky blue and lime green chord and braided bells into the medley.

When you feel like writing, take advantage of it. I have a cup of tea, the cold snow outside the window, Barbara, my Dad, and Kristin home, an entry for the blog, and a new document open to rewrite a scene for my Costa Rica story.

I listened to a Radio Head song on Pandora, unaware the band was radio head, and liked it.

Barbara used a picture of a Victoria Secret's model as wrapping paper for a gift for my grandmother and wrote "You'll be a Hot Mama when you use this".

My sister and I went to the rec to work out today and when we got back, my dad held the door shut as I tried to open the door. He was in a bad mood for the morning, so it surprised me to see him trying to joke.

I'm listening to a song called "wildwood flower" by David Grisman and Tony Rice on an album called Tone Poems...which I think it a really pretty combination of words.

Words, words, words!

Roger Landis is not on Pandora. Nor is Mason Brown.
Mason Brown goes to Naropa. More incentive?

I think what one person considers an opportunity another could easily see as a mistake.
Will only time say who is right? Or are both right? Or neither?
Who can tell?
Why do we try to tell?

I'm not as scared of eternity as I used to be. I've become more resolved to the idea that when we die we could exist as energy and nothing more. Or nothing less?

The music on pandora is really pretty right now. I like when tea, music, and writing align and leave me feeling inspired and peaceful.