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Oh dear. The little houses are begging to have attention paid to them again. This one came to me last here it is for others to pay attention to as well. It's name is Walking With the Stars.


SO funny: I googled "quantum nonlocality" and, as usual, those odd/illogical ads appeared to the right of all the "good" hits. This was my favorite:

Quantum Nonlocality Low prices on quantum nonlocality.Qualified orders over $25 ship

Anyway, if you want to read some amazing stuff that will really braid your brain, head here!

And then try to go to sleep without thinking about all of it...

Sweet dreams!



Living in a vacuum sucks. - Adrienne E. Gusoff

(I just had to share that. I still have the humor of a six year old, so this made my day.)



Wait a second.....and......there!

How about that? MUSIC!

Just added the playlist feature from

If you were really here for tea with me we'd be having these tunes playing in the background.

Now if I could just figure out how to add the wonderful aroma of scones baking...


My horoscope for today from

Although you may have been overly involved with your career or with activities in your community, the primary emphasis in your life is changing. Your drive for professional success may be replaced with increasing concern for your own personal dreams. Use the weeks ahead to build friendships based on mutual benefit rather than a win-or-lose mentality.

How do it know?!?!?!?!?


Another dream:

I was talking to a wizard and explaining to him that I had dreamt that I was a donkey at work.

"No, dear one" he said. "You might have dreamt that you were a donkey at work, but some of the people you work with really ARE donkeys!"

I pleased that I'm polite in my dreams and don't dream of jackasses...or do I?

50 days and counting!


Come 30 June 2008, I'm not going to Disneyworld, I'm going to The Thousand Acre Wood!

“How do you do Nothing?” asked Pooh, after he had wondered for a long time.

“Well, it’s when people call out at you just as you’re going off to do it: ‘What are you going to do, Christopher Robin’, and you say, ‘Oh, nothing’, and then you go and do it”.

“Oh, I see,” said Pooh.

“This is a nothing sort of thing that we’re doing now”.

“Oh, I see,” said Pooh again.

“It means just going along, listening to all the things you can’t hear, and not bothering.”

–A.A. MilneThe House at Pooh Corner


Until the other night I was like most people who, listening to Cole Porter's I've Got You Under My Skin, marvel at how wonderful a love song it is. And it is that. But it's so much more to me now!

The other night I was dancing to it in my dream. Laughing and dancing with Dean in the midst of a crowded mall, celebrating the freedom I'll soon have. The dream came the night I turned in my resignation letter and I went to sleep full of gratefulness that I will be able to stop working for others soon and just be for a while.

I woke up singing the song and feeling wonderfully refreshed and happy. I tapped and whirled my way to breakfast and then to work. Garnered some mighty strange looks in the process...

In Gestalt dreamwork, you are every part of your dream, and it intrigues me to consider the meaning of my dreams in this light. Rather than dancing with Dean (which I loved!) I could have been dancing with myself. I could have been acknowledging the integration I know is finally being realized inside/outside of me. It could have been me that finally had the gumption to talk back to the "warning voice that comes in the night and repeats, repeats in my ear". It could have been...

I've got you under my skin
I've got you deep in the heart of me
So deep in my heart, that you're really a part of me
I've got you under my skin

I've tried so not to give in
I've said to myself this affair never will go so well
But why should I try to resist, when baby will I know than well
That I've got you under my skin

I'd sacrifice anything come what might
For the sake of having you near
In spite of a warning voice that comes in the night
And repeats, repeats in my ear

Don't you know you fool, you never can win
Use your mentality, wake up to reality
But each time I do, just the thought of you
Makes me stop before I begin
cause I've got you under my skin

The thing is, I know it was! I feel it to my core. The dream was my dance of liberation and the song is my new anthem! Come dance with me! gone ye voices that think me a fool and deny my spirit and my joy! I've got me under my skin and it feels glorious!


Today I took a leap of faith and submitted my resignation to Dickinson College. My last day at work will be 15 June, 2008.

My palms are a tad sweaty, but overall I feel wonderful. I think this evening will be a fine time to have a martini. Or two.

Ready, set, FLY!!!

(I can feel the wind lifting me already...)

I am blessed.

I am grateful.



Yesterday I completed my Reiki III training.

And yesterday was the 30th anniversary of my engagement to Dean. (He prosposed in front of the refridgerator in his apartment in Portland, Oregon -which made him way cool!)

It was a wonderful day, indeed!


Maybe it's time we change our paradigm - or at least exam our notions - about those who have autism. What Amanda Baggs, a 27 year old woman with autism, writes here (her words come on 3 minutes into the video) resonates with me because I see things differently from a lot of people. My brain is wired differently. It took me years to realize that I'm really lucky and to stop judging myself by the standards of what's "normal". This is an amazing video; one that will make me remember to stop dead in my tracks the next time I catch myself judging anyone.

We are all unique and perfect in our own spectacular ways of being! Amanda Baggs is a teacher who's lessons I gratefully welcome.


"Laughter is a holy thing. It is as sacred as music and silence and solemnity, maybe more sacred. Laughter is like a prayer, like a bridge over which creatures tiptoe to meet each other. Laughter is like mercy; it heals. When you can laugh at yourself, you are free."

- Ted Loder in Tracks in the Snow

I just sat down at my desk after an extended lunch with friends. We spent over an hour laughing about everything. And about nothing at all. 

It feels like Spring outside. It has us all feeling a bit giddy and carefree. 

We should feel this way more often!