Archive for November, 2007

Hello everyone!

I haven’t had much inspiration for writing over the last week.  Sometimes, I get in these spaces where my inner world is very quiet.  Lights are on…but, no one is home!

Until this morning….when I had a NEAR BRUSH WITH DEATH!!!!!!!!  At least that is what went on in my head!  That was my story for at least 10 minutes…it was a harrowing 10 minutes…let me tell ya!

Here is what happened.

Last week I had my…hmmmmm…how does one say this without being to personal…ummmmm…"ladies appointment."  The doctor did what the doctor does.  Such a fun way to spend an hour!  Anyway, when the whole thing was done, she said that they would call if there was anything to discuss with my test results.

Well, this morning they called! 

And left a message! 

This message said:
"Hi Lynne, this is Doctor __________’s office. Dr. _________ would like to see you as soon as you can to go over your test results."

Ah…….WHAT????????????

After I erased the message, I noticed that the room was spinning.  And I felt all weird and light headed.  As I called the Doctors office back….I began to do some….hmmmmmm….let’s just call it "embellishing!"  I imagined that she would tell me that I had ovarian cancer and that I would need to start treatment immediately.  Then, I would loose my hair and have to borrow my friend Alix’s wigs (she had breast cancer last year and was very fabulous with the wigs she chose to wear.  I, of course would ask to borrow the long pink wig!).

Finally, someone answered the phone:
"Hi this is Lynne Morrell and someone called me about an irregular test result"

"Oh, hi Lynne.  Hold on just a moment!"

Oh shit oh shit oh shit…she even remembers me.  This is REALLY BAD!!!!!!!!

After about 3 million seconds, she returns to the phone:
"Yes Lynne, the Doctor would like to see you as soon as you can to discuss your test results!"

"Ya, I know that….but, what ARE MY TEST RESULTS!"

"Well Lynne, the Doctor can go over that with you when you come in.  How is tomorrow for you?"

"Wait…can’t I talk to someone right now.  I am kinda FREAKING OUT RIGHT NOW!!!!!"

"Okay Lynne, hold on just a moment."

As I waited on hold…I jumped past all imagined treatments.  Somehow, I had died and was being buried in my back yard.    Ummmmmmm!  That’s not right!  I am going to be cremated.  Remember?  My fantasy was getting way outta hand.

After about 4 L-O-N-G minutes, someone came back to the phone:

"Hi Lynne?"

"Yep, that’s me!  Freakin’ out over here!"

"Oh…I am sorry.  Don’t worry.  It’s definitely NOT cancer!"

"Oh, I am soooooooooo relieved!  So, what is it?"

"Its called blah blah blah and although it is not very common we do have a treatment for it so blah blah blah you will be just fine.  blah blah blah."

I set up a time to speak with the Doctor and as I hung up the phone I realized that I just had a near brush with death….at least in my own head!  That was close! 

Whew!!!!!!

The room stopped spinning and I took a long deep breath.

I sat back.

Wow!  My thoughts sure did take me for a ride!  I think next time I am gonna head to somewhere a bit more fun and inspiring…like maybe Maui, or Alaska or Ireland…oh, Ireland sounds fun. 
…Mike and I hiking along the Irish coastlines…it’s a cloudy day and the mists come up and brush our faces.  We look at each other and smile…

Ah…that’s better!  Glad that I can bend this mind of mine to my will!  Off on my next mental adventure~

Have a groovy day!


Greetings everyone!

Here in the states, this Thursday is Thanksgiving. It is a time for families to get together, eat traditional family meals and celebrate what they are thankful for.

Now, we all have our ideas of how we WISH the holiday would be which contrasts (for some rather sharply) with how the holiday actually plays out.

The fantasy : Everyone gathers at grandmas house which is an old Victorian farm house. Located somewhere in the country. The weather is crisp and sunny with just the perfect soft breeze.
The house has been beautifully decorated with gorgeous leaves and pumpkins that the children gathered earlier in the day.
Everyone is dressed up in their Sunday best.
The children run and play together filled with joy and laughter. They all get all very easily and comfortably.
The generations gather together in front of the fire to enjoy conversation. Everyone is so excited to see each other…and to hear how lives are fairing.
It is a loving supportive mood.
The meal is a group creation, everyone doing their part with a smile and a wink.
As everyone gathers round the Thanksgiving feast, Grandpa leads a prayer of Thanksgiving…when he concludes everyone smiles and feels a warm sense of appreciation towards everyone at the table.
People enjoy the meal. No one is worried about calories. No one is noticing who ate what.

This is a wonderful homecoming for all.
As the evening comes to a close there is a sense of peace and contentment. It is so good to get together with family. They all look forward to seeing each other at Christmas.

The All To Often Reality: The holiday is held at grandmas house which is an old Victorian farm house. Located somewhere in the country. The weather is crisp and sunny. But since it poured all last night there is mud everywhere.
The kids were gonna gather pumpkins and leaves for decorations, but found playing in the mud way too much fun to pass up.
Everyone is in their Sunday best…but little Billy pushed little Mary into the mud and now she is crying and her dress is all ruined.
Mom forgot to bring a change of clothes.
The children have split up into two gangs…the boys verses the girls. So far only two kids have been hurt but little Mary won’t stop crying over her muddy dress.
Oh, she just slugged little Billy!
The generations gather around the fire. Uncle Fred is already drunk and Aunt Elma is on her way. Grandma is fussin’ with her daughter about her daughters choice of clothing. Grandpa is yelling at the TV…something about football. There is a tension between some and others seem in their own worlds.
By the time dinner is served, many are drunk, Grandma and her daughter are clearly in a fight, kids are cranky…but as folks start diggin’ in things settle down…just a bit!

As the evening comes to a close, some take stock of the fresh wounds…or the old wound reopened. Its such a relief to be done with that!

For many people Thanksgiving is very stressful. They may not feel free to choose the holiday that they wish. They have family obligations which are difficult to get out of. They have families that are difficult to be with. If this is you…there are some things that you can do to soften the emotional load.


Here are 12 tips for surviving a sucky family holiday!


1. Recognize that you have a choice. Either you can choose to skip this year or not. It is sorta like choosing the least of 2 evils. Either you can get harassed in person or have everyone harass you because you were too selfish to not show up. Damned if ya do…damned if ya don’t. But either way…it is still a choice.


2. Keep your friends close and your enemies far…far away …preferably drunk and watching football while you enjoy a fun game of tag outside with all of the kids.
Note: Hanging out with kids is usually a much better time then being fussed at by your mother because you NEVER call her!


3. Embrace denial!! Yes folks you read it right! If Aunt Elma is talking about how wonderful everyone is…while drinking her 3rd martini…go and have a sit with her. She has a great spin on the family. She never talks bad about you…at least not to your face. She is lots of fun even if she is a bit tipsy!


4. Get tipsy! Yes folks, you read that right! You and Aunt Elma can be in Denial and Tipsy together…are we having fun yet?


5. Let go of the need to be seen. Because let’s face it…they didn’t know ya last year or the year before…or the year before…chances are they ain’t gonna know ya now!


6. Lie Lie Lie. Yep, like a snake in the grass. When your mother corners you and asks why you won’t visit more often…This is not the time to "speak your truth." Just think of something nice to say:
"Oh mom, my work has been so busy and the baby has been sick….love your apron..where did you get that?"
Hopefully, this will change the direction of the conversation. If this doesn’t work you can always tell her that Aunt Elma is drunk again.


7. Flattery gets you everywhere. Being both courteous and flattering can really ease the tension. Saying "Please" and "Thank you" when appropriate tends to settle folks down. Making sure to greet everyone as they enter the house. Employing a liberal use of "you look so pretty!" or "Love your tie!"


8. Find your happy place. Finding some way to retreat and remember that this is not your real life. Remind yourself that soon you get to leave …and won’t it be nice to be back home!
There’s no place like home….
There’s no place like home…
There’s no place like home…
*Clicking heels together is optional depending on what kinda shoes ya got on!


9. Take pictures. Become the photo journalist of this blessed event. You can out of many difficult conversations by saying "Oh, look how cute Billy looks. I just have to get a picture of that!" And off you go!


10. If ya can’t beat em…bore em! Yes that’s right…start talking in a monotone voice about your stamp collection or the task-y details of your job.
"Ya know I have been filing lots of papers lately at work, and there are three types of filing systems that I like to use. They work so efficiently! The first one I use is…." (Snore)


11. Use direct sarcasm! Some of us have the embarrassing or inappropriate relative…you the know the one I am talking about! The one who has the racist remarks or tells creepy sex jokes, or talks about your body…(shudder). This is a tough one because sometimes you might find yourself trapped in a corner or sitting down on a couch with no way to get up and escape.

Here is a strategy that is very direct:
"You know Uncle Fred, that’s a pretty racist comment! What the hell is the matter with you?"

If you want to make it a little lighter you can try sarcastic humor:
"Oh Uncle Louie, so you really thought it was ok to comment on my weight?" and then laugh. Possibly even pat his arm condescendingly!
After this you might want to get the hell out of there and pursue tip 4.


12. Use the family gathering as material! Use some of the crazy and psycho anecdotes as conversation starters with friends.
"You will never guess what my mother said to me!"
Or you can use your families shenanigans for blog entries the very next day. At least you’ll get some interesting material out of the experience!

I know that I am being a bit tongue and cheek here…
my intention is to lightened a difficult situation that some of you experience during the holidays. I have used these myself in years past…with some mixed results! But it felt good to have something to play with!

For all of you though, stay centered and in peace. Find the things in your life that you are thankful for and focus as much as you can on that. Know that when folks say icky things to you or about you…or say icky things about someone else…those things tell you about them and the way they see the world.

And if by the end of the night, something has newly wounded you or an old wound was reopened…surround yourself with those folks who unconditionally love you and allow that unconditional love to flow through you.

Peace to you~ and may you have a warm hearted Thanksgiving!

*Thanks ALix for helping me with this blog post!

Nov
12

Okay…so, I thought this was hilarious.  I stole this from Gary Craigs newsletter!

I hope you get a chuckle:)
Thanks Gary!

CHASING RABBITS

The Los Angeles Police Dept., the FBI and the CIA are all trying to
prove that they are the best at apprehending criminals. The President
decides to give them a test. He releases a rabbit into a forest and
each of them has to catch it.

TheCIA goes in. They place animal informants throughout the forest.
They question all plant and mineral witnesses. After three months of
extensive investigation, they conclude that rabbits do not exist.

The FBI goes in. After two weeks with no leads, they burn the
forest, killing everything in it — including the rabbit — and make no
apologies. Their press release on their "successful operation" notes
"The rabbit had it coming."

The LAPD goes in. They come out two hours later with a badly beaten
bear. The bear is yelling, "OK, OK — I’m a rabbit, I’m a rabbit!"

Author Unknown

Hi there everyone!

I have been thinking lately about this idea that we are here on the earth to "do our work." To work on ourselves and become "better" humans. I am wondering lately if that is really true. Maybe we came here to experience being in physical form. That’s it! No lessons. No need to become "better." No being punished for some other life. None of that shit.

Maybe…just maybe we came here to experience.

To experience what?

Love
Pain
Joy
Despair
Desire
Frustration
Loss
Longing
Bliss

Maybe…just maybe there is nothing else to this.

Maybe…just maybe we are here to feel desire and then experience that desire fulfilled. To experience pain so that we have new desire. Desire is very strong when we are pain. The desire to be out of pain can be very intense. But isn’t that intensity part of the experience?

I am constantly evolving as a person…so are you.
But, what does evolving mean?

I think that it means that we learn new ways to experience this life. Finding the peace when there is war. Finding the compassion when there is so much sorrow. Finding the quiet when there is pain. Continuing to reach for some personal version of happiness even when there are challenges.

I think many people have the concept of "doing your work" kind of messed up. They think that if you have done your work you will not have challenging experiences. Some how evolving has translated into this sort of weird concept of perfection.

If you are doing your work you will have perfect health.
If you are doing your work you will have that perfect partner.
If you are doing your work you will have plenty of money.
If you are dong your work you will have a wonderful career.
If you are doing your work your life will BE PERFECT!

I just don’t think this is true. I think that growth happens.
We can’t help but grow.
It is part of our nature.

So, to make this conversation more personal to you…my reader…I would say…to BE fully in your life is all you need to do. Feel what you feel. Love what you love. Don’t love what you don’t love. Enjoy what you enjoy and let go of what you don’t.

It’s time to let yourself off the hook.
It’s time to acknowledge that ALWAYS you are doing the best you can.
It’s time to allow yourself to love YOU just as you are…with no conditions.
It’s time to allow yourself to love others…just as they are…with no conditions.
It’s time!

Wow! I guess I just needed to write a little rant. Its been bugging me lately. I am sick of this perfectionist…critical…eucky…view point.

Wew…I feel better.
I gotta fly…time to watch "Desperate Housewives."
I guess I will never be that evolved…because I love that show!!!!!

Hello fabulous folks.  I hope you are all doing dandy!

I was on the phone with a friend of mine and we were chatting about relationships.  Relationship with our fellas, changing relationships with our kids, long term relationships that were near and dear, relationships that were short and sweet,  relationships that were not so sweet. 

We were getting into talking about the vibrational match of relationships…when I looked up to see my fella pouring milk into his bowl of cereal.

I gave him a big grin. He returned my grin.  He put the cap on the milk and proceeded to put the milk jug into the pantry. 

Yep! 

The pantry!

Now, maybe I am SO stunning when I grin…and he wasn’t able to focus;) but, I’m guessing probably not!

I cleared my throat~
"Ah Mike…the milk might like it better in the fridge!"

Mike (laughing)
"Oh right…I don’t know what I was thinking!"

Then he danced over to the fridge and put the milk away.

Yep!

A vibrational match to me for sure!!!!!!


Hello fabulous folks!

I just spent a bit of time reading some fun blogs.  Lots of fun stories to share regarding Halloween adventures.  My Halloween was sorta boring…my fella didn’t get home until late…and my boys have lives of their own (I wish my friends had knocked me upside the head and warned me about this sort of thing as I raised them to be independent, life seeking people!  What the hell was I thinking!!!!!!!!????????)

Anyhoo, I was home alone…waiting for trick-or-treaters.  We…I mean "I" only had a few groups of kids.  Some small cute kids in fun costumes…
…and then a group of teenagers that seemed annoyed and in conflict with themselves. 

They rang the door bell…I opened the door to see a group of kids looking sheepish…or something. 

Me:  "Uh….ya gonna say "trick or treat?"

Them (looking really weirded out):  "Uh…(grumble) Ya whatever!"

Me:  "Well, ya got guts kids to be out trick or treating…here have the rest of the candy.  Have a good night and don’t get into too much trouble!"

Finally I got a smile:) as I dumped the rest of our candy into their bags…oops I mean their pillow cases!

Then (grins all around):  "Ya thanks"

Ahhhhhhh Halloween….so sweet!

Maybe next year my fella and I will go see some music instead!

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