Desert Diva

I’ve decided to take a “break” from blogging for awhile. It’s all I can do to get up in the morning to get ready to go to work. I literally “crash” when I arrive home at 4:30 p.m. and take a three hour “nap.” I go to Occupational Therapy three times a week on my lunch hour and the end of the school year is always chaotic regardless. I’m emotionally and physically exhausted…

My life is currently reduced to “existing” until the external fixator is removed. My wrist still hurts and to sleep through the night I take extra strength Tylenol along with a Xanax to not wake up in pain.

The two things that I love the most (dancing and photography) have been stripped from me. If I can only survive this “rough patch…”

I’ve been tagged by Chatti Patti to do a meme.

1. Pick up the book nearest you.
2. Turn to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Type and post the next three sentences after the fifth one.
5. Tag five people.

Love in the Time of Cholera - Gabriel Garcia Marquez

When she awoke she opened the letter. It was brief and proper, and all that Juvenal Urbino asked was permission to request her father’s permission to visit her. She was impressed by its simplicity and seriousness, and the rage she had cultivated with so much love for so many days faded away on the spot.

I tag (buy don’t feel like you have to):

1. Julie
2. Killashandra
3. Lisa
4. Sandi
5. Tommiea

It’s another Sunday morning as I attend the “Cathedral of Spirit Winds” - a local coffee shop. Strange as it sounds, this is one of my favorite places to “just be.”

Lately, I’ve been thinking of how much life is a “balancing act,” and how difficult it is at certain time to achieve the appropriate balance. Daily duties and responsibilities sometimes lie heavily upon our souls. The lives of others sometimes interact with ours to trigger memories - more about that later…

The practice of Yoga has certainly been a “learning curve” for me. It involves balance, commitment, and discipline - things that don’t come naturally to me. At the end of the last session I was lying in “savasana” when my eyes caught the red EXIT sign in the darkened room. Yoga seems to be a metaphor for life, and no I’m not ready to “exit.” However, that doesn’t mean that the practice (and life) aren’t difficult from time-to-time.

My ten day “introductory special” was completed and I had to make a decision to “plunk down” the money. (I decided upon a 50 visit pass for $299.00.) As I pulled out my charge card and my driver’s license for I.D., the (male) instructor looked at the I.D. and me and commented, “Wow. you actually are really pretty.” Granted, I wasn’t at my “best” after sweating like a pig for 90 minutes, but I felt “insulted.” It reminded me of being in church as a child when two old “biddies” commented within earshot about how it was “too bad” I wasn’t pretty like my older sister. Don’t people have any sense of the horrors that pop out of their mouths? WTF?

On another note, a dear “Flickr-ite” Susan - a.k.a. auntsmack4you just lost her father to the same disease my father had. She bravely and lovingly recorded by photo the last days of her father’s journey here on earth. I don’t think I would have the courage and resolve to do so. Having lost my father so many years ago, it conjured up memories of abandonment, despair, and loss. If you “Flickr,” please go offer Susan your condolences…

Life is meant to be lived, but sometimes the “living” is difficult. However, what can one do but to keep “balancing?”

1. I love springtime in Paris (although it’s been a long time since I’ve been there)!
2. Denver omelets (now with eggbeaters) and salsa are foods I love to eat for breakfast.
3. It seems I’m always searching for the perfect relationship.
4. A glass of wine with a good friend is a great way to end the day.
5. I think I have officially made it through this week (I had oral surgery yesterday.)!
6. Traveling on the open road is what I’ve been craving lately.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to dancing a little two-step, tomorrow my plans include going to Bikram yoga and Sunday, I want to visit the casino as Sunland Park to feed the slot machines and watch the ponies run!