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The daily sounds of life...

Not normally being home during the middle of week day, it's interesting to me while I've been at home these past 2 weeks to hear all the sounds that happen around our little house during the day.

Today is Tuesday which means we've already heard the sound of the trash truck and the recycling truck as they came along our curb pick up that which we have tossed out. Those are morning sounds, that I've discovered keeps our Jack Russell (Jasper) a little on edge every Tuesday morning until they have gone.

Then, on a daily basis there's the visit from the mailman. What is it that makes dogs hate mailmen? And the UPS guy? Jasper knows these sounds and the hair starts to stand up on his back as he suddenly turns from the timid "previously abused" pound puppy that he normally is, to the "I'm going to sound really fierce" guard dog.

Then there's the random sounds throughout the day. Our neighbor to the north coming and going in his truck with a glas…

It takes a village.....

I'm a very independent, "I can do it myself", type of person. So as you can imagine, not being able to do everything myself and needing some assistance with even basic activities of daily living has been difficult since snapping my ankle. But I know that the situation is temporary and before I know it, I'll be back to "doing it all on my own." So, at the same time that I'm hating putting anyone out while needing help, I'm trying to enjoy being pampered a little.

What amazes me is how in my time of need, people are so willing to help without any expectation of something in return. So many times we lose sight of the fact that humans are GOOD, what with all the actions of hate we experience in the world on a daily basis. Take, for example, that my office of 24 people (give or take during the merger) has organized for meals to be brought into our home a couple of times a week, are schlepping me to and from PT and DR appointments (since my husband commute…

Yoga, in a cast...

Anyone who has a regular yoga practice can tell you that after a while, your practice becomes part of who you are. It becomes part of your mind, your spirit, and your bodily cells. Miss a trip or two to the mat and you start to yearn to move, stretch, and breath.

Well, as you can imagine a broken ankle kinda pulls the emergency break on a lot of things in life, including your yoga practice...as you have known it that is. I broke my ankle Wednesday night, as I lye on the ground waiting for the ambulance to arrive, my yoga breath was an important tool to help me stay relaxed, calm and focused. The next 24-48 hours were a little whirl-wind, but by the time I was feeling more myself on Sunday sitting in the hospital, I decided to explore just how much of my yoga training could be taken advantage of sitting in my fancy "lift this and that" hospital bed.

I started by just breathing. Then some chest openers, a few forward bends and gentle twists. I felt great after just 10 minut…

Be Fearless...

This was the advice on my Dove Dark Chocolate Treasure yesterday. Funny, as it has so much meaning at this point and time in my life. YES...I realize I've been away from this blog for some time now. Not forgotten...just not a priority. Every June at work we have an event that consumes my life for about a month, I recover for a couple weeks following, and then life returns to normal.

EXCEPT this year life has returned to anything but normal. Things at work are a little mixed up right now with the departure of a few key staff members, and the decision to merge our office with another office on campus. Over all, it's going to be a great thing, it's just messy in the mean time. I am hopeful that this will all result in finding a place in all of this merging that better fits my personality and interests. I'll keep you all posted.

THEN, as if our life just wouldn't be complete without a little adversity, I go and break my ankle last week playing rec league coed softball. I…