My life, my family and why Dr. Dippy’s Retreat sounds sweet
July 24th, 2010What a headline, right?
I’m not trying to get into a mental institution (dr. dippy’s), but I’d like a break. In the form of a vacation in Italy. Love the language, love the food, love the wine and I’m rather fond of the men. What’s the problem? Thank you, I knew you’d understand.
Since that’s not in the cards just yet, I’m working on making every day seem like a vacation for me. Now, some would say that you’ve just gotta ‘get over it’. I disagree. What’s to get over anyway? It’s life. I’m thankful, I’m grateful for every day- even for the drama that is created because there are times when communication isn’t effective or others aren’t receptive to communicating effectively, so there’s nothing to get over.
So, it’s about increasing my joy factor. As you know–if you’re still out there…I’m pretty much a half-baked moron so joy is in everything. There are times when I don’t feel it, though. Times when I’m just skimming the surface of it and that’s what I want to change.
How do I go about doing that without breaking up with myself? Can’t be done. I’ve gotta break up with myself somehow.
First, I’m opening myself up to new music, new sensations.
Gonna share a couple with you ’cause you may dig it as much as I do.
Carolina Chocolate Drops. I dig this trio of musicians. Bluegrassy goodness.
Grooviness, yes? Yeah, the Gaelic medley just gets in there on ya…
The other thing…sensation-wise is that I’m meditating more. This is key. And this is completely groovy.
Try five minutes at a time. Don’t worry about clearing your mind. If you have a thought, notice it and move on. Don’t give it too much…just be. Still.
And I’ve become a half-baked vegetarian. While I dig chicken, I’m just off the meat or a little while. My lentil addiction is legendary, so I’m developing recipes. I’ll share those later on. Although you can check out some on my food blog (which I have to update as well): pfunk’s recipes on yola.
Okay…that’s about it for now.
Hope you’re well. Hope you’re thriving and not just surviving.
I’m still proud of ya.
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