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Thursday, January 31, 2019

POLAR VORTEX

January Twenty Eighth
The frigid has not yet arrived, but it will be here later today. I'm well stocked and plan to be inside till the storm passes.

What It Is

https://youtu.be/dvHTFNuwa8U

January Twenty Ninth
All day in bed and Unwell
No Temperature
No Energy

Made Soup
Organic carrots and Leaks
Thyme, Cumin, Salt, Herbs of Provence

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January Thirtieth
Trader Joe Blondie Bar
So easy, add one stick of butter and an egg (I use 2)
350 degree oven for 31-4 minutes
Three for our valiant super, three for me and
a box to share with my group

+
Homeopathic Medicine
Oscilllcoccinum
All three at 6 hour intervals and I'm much improved
(see link)

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January Thirty First
Shivering Shot
Leaning out the front window three flights up

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Here Comes February
Sobering Throwback

https://youtu.be/-zTKnwwJAfU

Saturday February 2 is Groundhog Day, so look for your shadow and Sunday the 3rd the Sun Returns with temperatures in the forties.
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LINK
Oscillococcinum
https://www.walgreens.com/store/c/boiron-oscillococcinum-homeopathic-flu-medicine-quick-dissolving-pellets/ID=prod366595-product

Lyric

Sam was lyin' in the jungle Agent orange spread against the sky like marmalade Hendrix played on some foreign jukebox They were praying to be saved Those gooks were fierce and fearless That's the price you pay when you invade Xmas in february Sam lost his arm in some border town His fingers are mixed with someone's crop If he didn't have that opium to smoke The pain would never ever stop Half his friends are stuffed into black body bags With their names printed at the top Xmas in february Sammy was a short order cook In a short order black and blue collar town Everybody worked the steel mill But the steel mill got closed down He thought if he joined the army He'd have a future that was sound Like no xmas in february Sam's staring at the vietnam wall It's been a while now that he's home His wife and kid have left, he's unemployed He's a reminder of the war that wasn't won He's the guy on the street with the sign that reads "please help send this vet home" but he is home And there's no xmas in february No matter how much he saves-

Saturday, June 18, 2016

SEPTET OF DAYS

SUNDAY
Little Teddy Sending Bear Hugs-thinking Kind Thoughts.
There's comfort in compassion when big tragedies arrive.

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TUESDAY
Tripped off to the High line for Stargazing
The night was cool and bright. Thanks to the NY Astronomers club volunteers sharing their telescopes, I saw Saturn as a tiny white oval with a single ring.

Wandered among stargazers lounging on beach chairs along paths where summer plants are coming into bloom:

Echinacea

Forgot the name

Astilbe

Life size sculpture called "Sleepwalker". Various people posed with him for selfies. To me it looked like violation, and I had an interesting conversation with two older men also waiting in line. They agreed, and we talked a bit about how nakedness make us uncomfortable, nervous. We three identified with the vulnerability.
Read what the sculptor says:
(link at the end)

A cool-Jazz trio serenaded at one end, and a disco DJ at the other where a film was in process with mostly men dancing. Emerging near Christopher street I headed back North along 10th Avenue where many stores are closed or closing.

Then a brief sweet encounter with a beautiful drag queen on her way to an event, her costume of cleverly draped stiff cellophane was worn over shorts and top, and she was quite happy to pose. I didn't ask her name and she didn't offer it.
(Anonymous)

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WEDNESDAY

After a Zazen at the Zendo,
I headed West on 23rd Street.

Walking leisurely until the sun set, then

caught the bus back East to home.

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THURSDAY
Mask at the Opera Thrift

The hand of a metal plated Buddha on display

A homeless man napping on 21st Street

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FRIDAY
Unwell, but bumbled through the day doing chores, getting my notice to the post office to hold mail while I'm away for a week in Massachusetts
(Clover and Ialanthus in neglected street tub)

Cooked and froze all foods that might spoil.
(Potato, cumin and coriander in broth)

Did some hand laundry and pre-soaked sheets and towels.
Now ready for a trip to the laundromat.

On the advice of a trusted wise-friend, I tuned in to this Omega session with a favorite teacher, Pema Chodron and found it most helpful.

https://youtu.be/YwTSWG64rZE
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SATURDAY
7
The number of notes in the traditional Western diatonic scale (major or minor), there are seven musicians in a septet or a septuor, and today is the seventh day.
(Read about the many meanings ascribed to it)
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/7_%28number%29
~*~

LINKS
"Sleepwalker"
https://news.artnet.com/art-world/controversial-sleepwalker-sculpture-high-line-403190

Sunday, August 25, 2013

THREE DAYS TO FINISH THE WEEK

Each day randomly choose three

'Angel Cards'

Link above to Findhorn, where I got mine decades ago, but save looking for last as it will navigate off the page (working on this)

Friday Angels

Spontaneously dropped everything, and took a walk around the neighborhood simply noticing

Concert with Stevie Wonder, Kings of Leon,
Alicia Keys, and John Mayer

http://globalfestival.com
'Free' but 'Ticketed Event'
-you have to join the site, take action, or donate-
Saturday September 20th

Saturday Angels

I petitioned my local optical store successfully. Got my right-eye lens replaced with plain glass since the cataract makes the Rx even more distracting until the repair, which, due to clinic schedules and financial constraints, will not be for many months.
Much better.

Ive been contemplating friendship a lot.

Recently, some have become quite problematic.

Anais Nin put it beautifully when she said

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."

Sometimes that world can be challenging, sometimes downright daunting.

Just After Sundown

I might have mounted this Gif at You tube so it would be a real Video, but it seemed a waste, since it was just a three minute, potentially dangerous, shouting match between a family and some rookie cops in front of the 13th precinct directly across the street, with low insults, threat swaggering, and nasty swearing on both sides.

Happily, no physical violence.

Changed my Face book picture to just the center portion of Fred Fassberger's charming caricature

Cooking Again after a month without gas is a pleasure. One if my essential kitchen aids is a stainless steel, razor sharp, peeler with a lifetime guarantee, purchased some years ago from an elder Englishman for $5 when he was selling at the farm market. His patter was a pure vaudeville.

It made quick work of celery and carrots, cut and steamed with green beans.

Coconut oil-sauteed onions, garlic and mushrooms with anise seeds set the tone for the Ultra Organic Vegetable Melange I made--a birthday gift for my friend L.A.L.

Sunday Angels

It's a nine-patch post!

The air is so damn sweet today, and looking back,

it doesn't seem I did much, but then, I didn't discourse on the fascinating personal exchanges, the erudite e-mail correspondence, and other, more mundane paper work. I omitted the details of home cleaning, hand laundry and button sewing as a kindness to my dear readers. I'm off to Carnegie Hill for the evening to partake of another feast at friend St. Michaels sixth floor walk-up sanctuary. bearing fruit and flowers.