I have only today and tomorrow before I’m out for two weeks for vacation. We have unmissable deadlines on a number of things and I’ll be taking a work laptop with me in case I can’t get done so that I don’t let my team down. I very much want to get as much done as possible! I’d rather read on the long flight to Montreal than work. But pushing everything out is also an overload. I’ve been working into the evenings this week. The workload right before going on vacation makes me need the vacation more than ever.
My care needs to go to my time so I don’t fritter it away, and to my energy. I’ll go to my weekly hatha yoga class tonight, biking there and back, and that will give me both calm and energizing movement. Lots of meetings today, almost none tomorrow, so I’ll try to distribute the workload to take advantage of both small scraps and big blocks of time.
Need exercise! We had several days of rain so it felt good to get out and walk the past 2 days.
On a side note speaking of hearts. I had my physical yesterday and the new Nurse pract. since my dr left the practice said I had an irregular heart beat. Umm that did not sit well w/ me. I said this is the first I have heard of this and I just had surgery in June & nothing was said. I was on a heart monitor during surgery. Well huge sigh of relief the nurse did a heart monitor scan and all is normal!!! Perhaps time to find a new Doctor?!
My heart is telling me, that I need to take care of my body. I will get on the floor at some point today and spend some time stretching and hopefully get out for a walk.
Right now I turn my attention inward to my heart and give thanks and praise for this amazing opportunity of life . I’m so grateful and happy. I appreciate life and the gifts I keep receiving every moment. Thank you so much universe.
I am hooked into someone else’s drama this morning, analyzing and spectating in my mind. I need to examine what hooked me, there’s important information there. Spectating and commenting are forms of avoidance. What am I avoiding?
Me, myself is calling out for more self care today. I have come down with a very nasty cold/cough. I plan to lay low & not leave the house. Spending time with hot tea, vitamins & herbs & cough medicine!!!
🕊️❤️
Same. A lot of collaboration involved with advocacy doing my “MarLoc 9X” projecting with Martin advocating for people with autism and mental health struggles. We must be mentally stable first before collaborating with anyone.
Simple as that,
dear Carol Ann . . .
among all of the answers I can come up with,
this one is the best for me
today
as I’m feeling a little disconnected . . .
my activities
were thrown off
by a change in my routine
and I never got back
into smooth sailing mode.
Thank you for this. ♥
My advocacy for people with autism and mental health struggles is now in its 3rd encarnation. Martin and I launched our foundation starting last night called “Marloc 9X.” It comes from my 1st 2 encarnations of Project 9X and LT1992 respectively for 2 months from September-November of 2024 and 7 months just recently from January-August of this calender year. It all comes down to the right soil.
MarLoc 9X operates from American soil. Ngoc told me that in social settings that collective cultures are higher context while the US is lower context. But I added that correction and care are lower context in collective cultures while the US is higher context. The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve. Marloc 9X allows me to build off my strengths and gives me a friend to collaborate with.
Marloc9X comes from both him and I being 90s babies. I was a New Years baby in 1992 while he was born in 1998. He and I are very similar in getting straight to the point, perfectionism tendencies, and logical thinking. Both of us have matured around the same time. It’s also why we can get quite goofy when getting together or talking on the phone.
Really interesting insights into collectivist vs individualist cultures, Loc. Thank you for sharing.
I encounter the differences in my work. More collectivist cultures will change their streets to calm driving speeds and make space for biking and walking because it’s better for everyone. They can accept driving more slowly because it’s an investment in safety and neighborhood quality. I can find plenty of examples of this looking around the world.
US orientation is more toward “get there, now, fast, faster, and you get out of my way!”. That isn’t everyone, of course, but it’s been the dominant approach to designing streets and roads for decades and decades. It literally builds individualism into concrete, then the human brain responds to the built enivronment as it’s hard-wired to do.
Loc, you make an important point here: “The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve.” I think there is a flavor of collectivism in many cultures. A rift can open up when kids of immigrants start advocating for their own need for care and improvement. Some parents feel offended, or worse, they use the idea of their own sacrifice as a bludgeon, and are closed off to different perspectives. It can be a hard thing to navigate.
My home and my practice are calling for my care. We are finally getting our living room tables in today, so with setting those up, I will feel better about placing art and photos on the walls. We’ve waited since we thought we might have to rearrange a few times for the room to look and feel the way we’d like it to. And my Yoga practice is calling for my care. I have been practicing, but I am being pulled to find connection and community, so I am going to make an effort to find a class. The real challenge seems to be finding a studio that is not heated!
I’m with you on not wanting hot yoga, SunnyPatti. I went for one month to a studio like that because my daughter gave me a gift certificate to it, as the only studio near where we used to live. Can’t do it. I’ve been fortunate to find a hatha yoga studio taught in an old house with pleasant wood floors and light coming in the windows, less than two miles away by bike.
I did some hot yoga when we first moved to Charlotte because my hubby gave me a gift card for a studio. He didn’t know it was hot, but it was a 3-week pass, so I went. I’m grateful for the experience (as well as the not-so-hot room they had upstairs!), but it is definitely not for me. It was more of a workout than a yoga practice!
I have been travelling. Chicago was very good to me! Returning to my quiet home, my heart says settle in, reflect, and sink into the deep appreciation for both sides of this energetic coin. 🍁🍂🍁
Mary 2, This builds upon my answer when I talked about Marloc9X foundation advocating for people with autism and mental health struggles. Martin is a songwriting friend I met at McNally Smith College of Music. Advocacy is built on collaboration. Your response about settling in, reflecting, and sinking into a deep appreciation for both sides of the energetic coin resignates with me.
It’s OCTOBER!! Spooky season 🎃🦇👻🧹🧙♀️💀 My heart and soul LOVE this time of year. Will enjoy all it offers – looking forward to my PA trip next week, my annual haunted hayride, change in weather.
My heart is calling for me to take better care of my heart. I recently reinvigorated my exercise program. I have a very serious exercise background as a fitness instructor for years and then the last several years working at a desk new habits were created that are being reshaped so that they serve my longevity.
I’m not sure what this means, but my heart is calling me to get out of Canada. It is beautiful here, but it is so bad for humans. It’s a great place for cars, but not for people and this hurts my heart every day. I need to go to a place that is functional for humans, not just for machines again. Unfortunately there’s nothing I can do about this for at least two years. I am stuck doing a “return of service” for that grant I got in Ontario. The only way I could possibly take care of my heart like that in Ontario would be to move back to Ottawa or start a whole new thing in Toronto.
You’re singing my song, Louise. My work is in active transportation to make places for people to move with ease, comfort and safety.
Do you have to stay in that part of Canada for your service? There’s some wonderful work being done in BC. I live in Washington state so they’re our neighbors and I’ve been able to visit Victoria and Vancouver. (High cost of living, I know.) I’m heading to Montreal and Quebec City next week with family and looking forward to seeing what they’ve done to pedestrianize streets.
Unfortunately I have to stay in Ontario for two years. I have an interview near my Mom’s house and it looks like I’ll be living with her for a bit, so that will be nice.
I’ve been seeing lots of changes near me for the better, more bike routes on roads. Not so much close to where I live yet but in Rhode island in general.
The tenacity of life. My care, my respect, my intrigue, my awe of this place we call home. Earth. The continuous cycle of death and rebirth of life. Impermanence of all and the renewal of all. The saga of the Indian Paintbrush continues. This past summer I wrote of some Indian Paintbrush that grew by our supply ditch. I would give them supplemental water every few days. A pretty splash of color in a drought. Very few wildflowers except along the ditch bank. Even the cactus appeared distressed. Then one by one the flowers were consumed by an unknown creature. Looking at the tracks, I think it was a kangaroo rat. Well, fast forward to early fall and beneficial rains, more than 4 inches, have begun to quench the soil. The river picked up and I have some irrigation water for a while. Lo and behold that Indian Paintbrush has been revived and already flowered. Its inner intelligence is trying to make seed once more in the same growing season after being cut off at the knees, so to speak. My heart calls out for life.
Peace, Love & Light
Hello October, everyone!
First of all, your comments on my post yesterday made my day beautiful. Thank you so much for that.
When I shift my attention to my heart, I notice that I need more coping methods to fight anger calmly. It helps nourish my heart and my mind. Second, I also need to stand up and move around more besides screen time.
May everyone stay healthy; we all deserve care! ♥
I read about this
and try to do it
whenever I am sitting down
for a long period of time,
dear Ngoc.
For every 30 minutes of sitting
I get up and do something on my feet
for 5 minutes . . .
it really does help change my head space
and gets the blood moving.
I usually pick up around the room I’m in
or take the laundry out,
water a plant,
change the litter box . . .
whatever little task arises.
Then I don’t have to do it later. 🙂
Sharing a thing I started a while back that helped before I got the walking pad I use when I’m at my desk to add movement: I would set my timer for 25 minutes, then do 5 minutes of some kind of movement. Might just be walking up and down the hall, or putting on music and dancing a bit, or doing some stretching. Short enough break that my brain didn’t lose track of what I was thinking about, and research also tells us those breaks help us process information more effectively.
My Ngoc, You woke up way earlier than me, so you probably didn’t get to see my response. My autism and mental health struggles advocacy project started in its 3rd encarnation last night with Martin. The foundation name is “Marloc 9X.” Reencarnation is a new interest I just recently got interested in.
Not too long ago, I only saw reencarnation as a religious form. Now, I see it beyond that. It’s just a space when putting it in a nutshell. Getting into this interest helps me understand Paw Mu better on where she’s coming from when telling me to clean up everything yester year. Right soil is everything. My advocacy works best on American soil.
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I have only today and tomorrow before I’m out for two weeks for vacation. We have unmissable deadlines on a number of things and I’ll be taking a work laptop with me in case I can’t get done so that I don’t let my team down. I very much want to get as much done as possible! I’d rather read on the long flight to Montreal than work. But pushing everything out is also an overload. I’ve been working into the evenings this week. The workload right before going on vacation makes me need the vacation more than ever.
My care needs to go to my time so I don’t fritter it away, and to my energy. I’ll go to my weekly hatha yoga class tonight, biking there and back, and that will give me both calm and energizing movement. Lots of meetings today, almost none tomorrow, so I’ll try to distribute the workload to take advantage of both small scraps and big blocks of time.
I remember those days of a similar schedules, Barb. I thought of this quote, and I hope you find it helpful.
“Be an artist with your time, not a victim of it.” Author unknown.
You are a creative, maybe it will resonant with you.🍁Happy trails.
Ah, love this. Thank you M2! Writing this one in my journal. I collect quotations that speak to me and that I want to revisit.
“Be an artist with your time, not a victim of it.”
♥
I hope you have a relaxing well-earned vacation. Mine is coming up too – I leave next Tues and I’m excited, been a year for me.
Need exercise! We had several days of rain so it felt good to get out and walk the past 2 days.
On a side note speaking of hearts. I had my physical yesterday and the new Nurse pract. since my dr left the practice said I had an irregular heart beat. Umm that did not sit well w/ me. I said this is the first I have heard of this and I just had surgery in June & nothing was said. I was on a heart monitor during surgery. Well huge sigh of relief the nurse did a heart monitor scan and all is normal!!! Perhaps time to find a new Doctor?!
My heart is telling me, that I need to take care of my body. I will get on the floor at some point today and spend some time stretching and hopefully get out for a walk.
Right now I turn my attention inward to my heart and give thanks and praise for this amazing opportunity of life . I’m so grateful and happy. I appreciate life and the gifts I keep receiving every moment. Thank you so much universe.
I am hooked into someone else’s drama this morning, analyzing and spectating in my mind. I need to examine what hooked me, there’s important information there. Spectating and commenting are forms of avoidance. What am I avoiding?
Me, myself is calling out for more self care today. I have come down with a very nasty cold/cough. I plan to lay low & not leave the house. Spending time with hot tea, vitamins & herbs & cough medicine!!!
🕊️❤️
🍵🌱 May healing come visit with you, PKR.
I hope you feel better soon PKR.
Same. A lot of collaboration involved with advocacy doing my “MarLoc 9X” projecting with Martin advocating for people with autism and mental health struggles. We must be mentally stable first before collaborating with anyone.
wishing you soon recovery and good health again, dear PKR
Feel better soon PKR!
Take good care of yourself,
dear Drea . . .
I hope you are soon feeling better. ♥
PKR get well soon. 💞
Feel better soon, PKR!
My own well being.
May you have a wonderful day today with much care and relaxing time for you, dear Carol Ann
Simple as that,
dear Carol Ann . . .
among all of the answers I can come up with,
this one is the best for me
today
as I’m feeling a little disconnected . . .
my activities
were thrown off
by a change in my routine
and I never got back
into smooth sailing mode.
Thank you for this. ♥
My advocacy for people with autism and mental health struggles is now in its 3rd encarnation. Martin and I launched our foundation starting last night called “Marloc 9X.” It comes from my 1st 2 encarnations of Project 9X and LT1992 respectively for 2 months from September-November of 2024 and 7 months just recently from January-August of this calender year. It all comes down to the right soil.
MarLoc 9X operates from American soil. Ngoc told me that in social settings that collective cultures are higher context while the US is lower context. But I added that correction and care are lower context in collective cultures while the US is higher context. The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve. Marloc 9X allows me to build off my strengths and gives me a friend to collaborate with.
Marloc9X comes from both him and I being 90s babies. I was a New Years baby in 1992 while he was born in 1998. He and I are very similar in getting straight to the point, perfectionism tendencies, and logical thinking. Both of us have matured around the same time. It’s also why we can get quite goofy when getting together or talking on the phone.
Really interesting insights into collectivist vs individualist cultures, Loc. Thank you for sharing.
I encounter the differences in my work. More collectivist cultures will change their streets to calm driving speeds and make space for biking and walking because it’s better for everyone. They can accept driving more slowly because it’s an investment in safety and neighborhood quality. I can find plenty of examples of this looking around the world.
US orientation is more toward “get there, now, fast, faster, and you get out of my way!”. That isn’t everyone, of course, but it’s been the dominant approach to designing streets and roads for decades and decades. It literally builds individualism into concrete, then the human brain responds to the built enivronment as it’s hard-wired to do.
It’s interesting
that you see this in your work,
dear Barb . . .
different cultures,
different mindsets
treat their challenges
in different ways.♥
Loc, you make an important point here: “The school of thought in collectivism is that when we’re uncomfortable or emotionally distressed from our elders care and correction, we need to let it roll off a duck’s back and keep going, because they went great lengths to sacrifice for us. The school of thought in the US is that one needs to feel comfortable when receiving care and be put into a more favorable position to improve.” I think there is a flavor of collectivism in many cultures. A rift can open up when kids of immigrants start advocating for their own need for care and improvement. Some parents feel offended, or worse, they use the idea of their own sacrifice as a bludgeon, and are closed off to different perspectives. It can be a hard thing to navigate.
It sure can,
dear Drea. ♥
My home and my practice are calling for my care. We are finally getting our living room tables in today, so with setting those up, I will feel better about placing art and photos on the walls. We’ve waited since we thought we might have to rearrange a few times for the room to look and feel the way we’d like it to. And my Yoga practice is calling for my care. I have been practicing, but I am being pulled to find connection and community, so I am going to make an effort to find a class. The real challenge seems to be finding a studio that is not heated!
I’m with you on not wanting hot yoga, SunnyPatti. I went for one month to a studio like that because my daughter gave me a gift certificate to it, as the only studio near where we used to live. Can’t do it. I’ve been fortunate to find a hatha yoga studio taught in an old house with pleasant wood floors and light coming in the windows, less than two miles away by bike.
I did some hot yoga when we first moved to Charlotte because my hubby gave me a gift card for a studio. He didn’t know it was hot, but it was a 3-week pass, so I went. I’m grateful for the experience (as well as the not-so-hot room they had upstairs!), but it is definitely not for me. It was more of a workout than a yoga practice!
The hatha studio you found sounds lovely!
I have been travelling. Chicago was very good to me! Returning to my quiet home, my heart says settle in, reflect, and sink into the deep appreciation for both sides of this energetic coin. 🍁🍂🍁
Ah,
you have much to be thankful for tonight,
dear M2 . . . ♥
Indeed, Sparrow, thank you.🍁
Mary 2, This builds upon my answer when I talked about Marloc9X foundation advocating for people with autism and mental health struggles. Martin is a songwriting friend I met at McNally Smith College of Music. Advocacy is built on collaboration. Your response about settling in, reflecting, and sinking into a deep appreciation for both sides of the energetic coin resignates with me.
Opposite energies seem essential for deep appreciation of both, Loc. I see you get that.🍁
It’s OCTOBER!! Spooky season 🎃🦇👻🧹🧙♀️💀 My heart and soul LOVE this time of year. Will enjoy all it offers – looking forward to my PA trip next week, my annual haunted hayride, change in weather.
🐇🐇🐇
🐰🐰🐰
The folliage around me is defintely popping this week. So pretty! 🍂
My heart is calling for me to take better care of my heart. I recently reinvigorated my exercise program. I have a very serious exercise background as a fitness instructor for years and then the last several years working at a desk new habits were created that are being reshaped so that they serve my longevity.
I’m not sure what this means, but my heart is calling me to get out of Canada. It is beautiful here, but it is so bad for humans. It’s a great place for cars, but not for people and this hurts my heart every day. I need to go to a place that is functional for humans, not just for machines again. Unfortunately there’s nothing I can do about this for at least two years. I am stuck doing a “return of service” for that grant I got in Ontario. The only way I could possibly take care of my heart like that in Ontario would be to move back to Ottawa or start a whole new thing in Toronto.
You’re singing my song, Louise. My work is in active transportation to make places for people to move with ease, comfort and safety.
Do you have to stay in that part of Canada for your service? There’s some wonderful work being done in BC. I live in Washington state so they’re our neighbors and I’ve been able to visit Victoria and Vancouver. (High cost of living, I know.) I’m heading to Montreal and Quebec City next week with family and looking forward to seeing what they’ve done to pedestrianize streets.
Unfortunately I have to stay in Ontario for two years. I have an interview near my Mom’s house and it looks like I’ll be living with her for a bit, so that will be nice.
I’ve been seeing lots of changes near me for the better, more bike routes on roads. Not so much close to where I live yet but in Rhode island in general.
The tenacity of life. My care, my respect, my intrigue, my awe of this place we call home. Earth. The continuous cycle of death and rebirth of life. Impermanence of all and the renewal of all. The saga of the Indian Paintbrush continues. This past summer I wrote of some Indian Paintbrush that grew by our supply ditch. I would give them supplemental water every few days. A pretty splash of color in a drought. Very few wildflowers except along the ditch bank. Even the cactus appeared distressed. Then one by one the flowers were consumed by an unknown creature. Looking at the tracks, I think it was a kangaroo rat. Well, fast forward to early fall and beneficial rains, more than 4 inches, have begun to quench the soil. The river picked up and I have some irrigation water for a while. Lo and behold that Indian Paintbrush has been revived and already flowered. Its inner intelligence is trying to make seed once more in the same growing season after being cut off at the knees, so to speak. My heart calls out for life.
Peace, Love & Light
That is wonderful you got a blessing of lots of rain. Never heard of a kangaroo rat. I shall look that up.
My heart sings,
dear Joseph,
for the return of your
Indian Paintbrush. ♥
Mine too! The resilience of our Mother Earth.
Hello October, everyone!
First of all, your comments on my post yesterday made my day beautiful. Thank you so much for that.
When I shift my attention to my heart, I notice that I need more coping methods to fight anger calmly. It helps nourish my heart and my mind. Second, I also need to stand up and move around more besides screen time.
May everyone stay healthy; we all deserve care! ♥
I read about this
and try to do it
whenever I am sitting down
for a long period of time,
dear Ngoc.
For every 30 minutes of sitting
I get up and do something on my feet
for 5 minutes . . .
it really does help change my head space
and gets the blood moving.
I usually pick up around the room I’m in
or take the laundry out,
water a plant,
change the litter box . . .
whatever little task arises.
Then I don’t have to do it later. 🙂
Sharing a thing I started a while back that helped before I got the walking pad I use when I’m at my desk to add movement: I would set my timer for 25 minutes, then do 5 minutes of some kind of movement. Might just be walking up and down the hall, or putting on music and dancing a bit, or doing some stretching. Short enough break that my brain didn’t lose track of what I was thinking about, and research also tells us those breaks help us process information more effectively.
My Ngoc, You woke up way earlier than me, so you probably didn’t get to see my response. My autism and mental health struggles advocacy project started in its 3rd encarnation last night with Martin. The foundation name is “Marloc 9X.” Reencarnation is a new interest I just recently got interested in.
Not too long ago, I only saw reencarnation as a religious form. Now, I see it beyond that. It’s just a space when putting it in a nutshell. Getting into this interest helps me understand Paw Mu better on where she’s coming from when telling me to clean up everything yester year. Right soil is everything. My advocacy works best on American soil.