Well past 60 and still Bloggin

I'm on a mission to fall in love deeply wholly and profoundly in love with my body.  This is going to be an ADVENTURE.
I already have a mindset that it will be hard as I have a huge list of why I don't:
 1.  I am my biggest self.
 2.  My hormones are in low supply.
 3.Betrayal.
 4.  I have shortness of breath with exercise.
and a question arises "Are these demons to be exorcised or concepts that are true.  and What does it look like to be the center of this love.
I'll begin with the body list  (warning some of this is grafic and not suitable for small minds)
FEET
I send love to my feet.  They are small and have cute toes.  They move quite well and allow me to stand.
Ankles
They are no longer rage-full or cause me distress.   (years ago the skin around my ankles was covered with psoriasis.)
CALF
Are strong and sturdy and really hold me up.  They have a nice curve.
THIGHS
(This is where it begins to get ugly)Are armored and protected.  Louise Hay* intimates that heavy thighs are a result of anger @ the father-   I can be with that.
VULVA
is covered in fat and protecting my vulnerability.
(I severed my fertility at the age of 25) and consequently have feel cut off from creativity.
DIGESTION
As a function has cause me issues since i was 13.  So much to dislike
Sugar is used to reward and soothe and actually punishes my body
PANCREAS
is dealing with to much  too much toooo much. I put a lot of stress on my pancreas.
BELLY FAT
more protection.  Just for the record I do not believe that a person can BE fat.  Fat is something a BODY has and not a state of being.

BREASTS
are aging gracefully. Not quite as sensitive as once were and are most likely craving attention.
NECK
is a source of stiffness and is tight.
SHOULDERS
SPINE
sometimes reminds me that I long for support
HEAD
is of good shape.
FACE
Leaves me wanting-  it's a bit  too round and needs enhancements.
TEETH
are discusting and unappealing.
NOSE
cute and small and not obtrusive  and currently clear of  yuck.
HAIR
always needs assistance,to which I currently attend.

WITH all this JUDGEMENT a MIRACLE exists.  I LIVE..  THIS BODY CONTINUES TO BREATHE ---MOVE--- LAUGH ---FEEL  ----EXPRESS.  A BODY CAN SURVIVE THIS AMOUNT OF HATE.  THE WAY TO LOVING MY BODY IS NOT  TO DISGUARD OR  GET RID OF BUT THROUGH  THE HATE AND TO APPRECIATE THE MIRACLE /GRACE THAT CAN SURVIVE AND THRIVE


  


*Louise Hay reference to You Can Heal Your Life  paraphrased

My Gypsy Soul

Her I am again... bloggin my way in life...heck I'm more than 1/2 way into this first year of 60 and I have found I've blogged straight to the unemployment line... Life sure is full of surprises.. I had exxpected to retire from that job You know what they say: want to make god laugh....tell him your PLAN!!!
I must say I thought I had wrestled with all my demons many moons ago. In this youth oriented (and economice down turn)... I feel a bit disadvantaged to be facing entry level positions. I certainly am not wanting to go in debt to finish that BA I started 30+ years ago-- actually I'm still paying that off. In the do goody field that I chose without the sheepskin pay is just a notch above minimum wage. I often ask myself why I chose to serve people and remind myself I was married then and thought it would add nicely to the family budget. OH BORE !!! OH BOTHER!!!! enough WHINE.

The juice here is that NOW, Iget to create myself a new. So ass I look into my gypsy soul.... I see the makings of an entrapaneur and to this end I'll continue to blog... join me on this new ride toward silliness and success.

It's a challange to BLOG when the world is spinning so fast

June 5,2009

Thirty day count down begins…..The blog is now more like a whirlwind., from 9 months to only days.

I’ve reached a dozen of the 60 celebrations., which only means that I’ll be celebrating long after day arrives. I’m adding I want to smile 60 x’s a day! to my celebrate 60 list. (and I’m adding living with a light heart to my definition of HEALTHY.)

Food has definetly become less of an issue as I’m truly learning what, when and how much to eat at a given time. The digital TV world will be full force next week and I have decided for the time being not to join. I have several new gizmos I have yet to master and I’m hopeful to get more reading done.

The grand kids continue to provide love, joy and amusement, which is soo what I want the second half of my life to be about.


June 22, 2009

The sun is now in Cancer. This is the astrological sign of my birth. Horror-o-scopes imply That with today’s new moon It’s a good day to put my wishes out there. So I wish for:
Peace to prevail on the planet;
A universal state of mind that eliminates greed from the human psyche;
That which sustains us ( God and the Planet) be honored above all else.

Wonder filled travel to all my friends and family
Whatever my children (and grandchildren) define as success and contentment.
The opportunity to make a difference
And a passing from this life that is conscious.

(OH AND TO WIN THE LOTTERY!!!!!!) LMAO

I’m planning my day of celebration as on the include a simulated sky dive, cocktails with friends (actually any one who care to join me w/ details to be defined later) and Good music. I want to wear a Tiara and I’m wondering if it will clash with my Birkenstocks? Yes my dear friends……60 is going to be……. I’ll let you fill in the blank…. My ideas are too confining.

I'll leave you with a combined quote from to scholars Ralph Waldo Emerson and Dana Carvey : " Simplify, Simplify Simply Party on Dude!"

Libby and soul food

:)ctober 5, 2008


I've promised myself (and your the reader) that this blog will be honest and explore my dark side in jest.

Years ago, I read a novel that commented on a famous painting of the devil. (I’d like to credit the author or the painting but keep in mind I’m going on 60 and that didn’t stick with me) In the painting the devil had a heart-shaped appendage at the end of his tail.. The author mused that possibly man’s heart was directly related to his a---ole.

I was at the supermarket when the strangest of all phenomena occured every time I passed up a sugary item I noticed something that had eluded me over the last fourteen years and never related with food a twitter-patting ‘down there’. So I query now is healthy nourishment directly related to my girly parts? Is it possible that on a path toward a healthful 60, I’ll find my long lost pal Libido?

Putting my purchases away at home there was initial excitement of intentional shopping. There was an awareness that my ego was jumping up and down congratulating me on a job well done. The inner child was looking for a reward at this congratulations and my super ego was doling out the what’s so s. The conversation went something like this……
Super Ego: “You’ll get to eat healthy if you don’t botch it up”
Child: “Who will notice?
Ego: “I need attention”
Super Ego: “You’re in touch with you Libido… Why is that not enough?”

It was clear to me that the debate wasn’t winnable….. which will be okay as I do get to eat healthy . I’m broke!!!

I’ve become a grandmother again this week to a beautiful boy named Wyatt Russell… 9 lbs 2 oz and he looks like mom which is really great as all the others
in my brood have a strong resemblance to me. Hayden is sweet and loving to baby brother. Connor had a ‘who’s on first conversation’ with his mom about having a new cousin that went something like this….
Mom: “ you have a new cousin.”
Connor: “Yeah I know Hayden”
Mom “no a new cousin Wyatt.”
Connor: “Whos Wyatt?”
Mom: “Your cousin.”.
Connor: “Cousin Hayden”
Mom: “No cousin Wyatt.”
Connor: “Who’s Wyatt?”
Then mom gives up she’s waiting for pictures.





NOW THIS NOURISHES MY HEART.
nameste