Meredith Kendall's Blog, page 128
April 11, 2011
Slush Mountain gone
That's right. The mountain of ice turned to slush and melted. There were patches of it this morning, now gone, revealing greenish grass, mud, rocks, and gardens.
It's 65F (18C), robins are singing, people are riding bikes and walking dogs, crocuses and daffodils are blooming, and I'm sitting on my deck. What could be better than a spring evening?
It's 65F (18C), robins are singing, people are riding bikes and walking dogs, crocuses and daffodils are blooming, and I'm sitting on my deck. What could be better than a spring evening?
Published on April 11, 2011 14:41
April 10, 2011
Atlantis Rising
Celebrate books! Grab a book and turn to page 52. What's the 5th sentence?
My 5th sentence: "This is the time for union."
Patricia Cori's Atlantis Rising.
My 5th sentence: "This is the time for union."
Patricia Cori's Atlantis Rising.
Published on April 10, 2011 14:21
hibiscus 2010
Published on April 10, 2011 10:51
spring garden
We're having a glorious spring day here in Maine. I've just come in from working in my garden: cleaning up twigs, trimming bushes, and spreading the snow piles around so they melt faster. I moved the big hibiscus bush. It was buried under Slush Mountain, and too close to a path. I didn't know if the ground was thawed, didn't know if I could dig it up. It was and I could.
Now the hibiscus is in a new spot with lots of room to spread out. I cut some big roots, I hope it will be OK; I gave it lots of reiki. Last summer is was covered with big white flowers: red centers and yellow stamens.
Some teenage boys came by, collecting bottles & cans for their basketball team. Their coach was with them. I didn't have any bottles or cans, so I gave them some money and wished them well. I was barefoot and wearing muddy jeans when they came by, relaxing in the sun on the deck, reading a book by Patricia Cori.
Now the hibiscus is in a new spot with lots of room to spread out. I cut some big roots, I hope it will be OK; I gave it lots of reiki. Last summer is was covered with big white flowers: red centers and yellow stamens.
Some teenage boys came by, collecting bottles & cans for their basketball team. Their coach was with them. I didn't have any bottles or cans, so I gave them some money and wished them well. I was barefoot and wearing muddy jeans when they came by, relaxing in the sun on the deck, reading a book by Patricia Cori.
Published on April 10, 2011 10:48
April 9, 2011
so long, Slush Mountain
Spring is here and Slush Mountain is melting. Every afternoon when it softens up I shovel it, tossing ice chunks onto the lawn and gardens.
Last winter I could almost walk from my deck onto the summerhouse roof; that whole area was snow and ice. Now the mountain is flat and disappearing fast. The lawn slopes downhill again.
The first crocuses bloomed today, yellow ones. The daffodils are almost there. The maples are blooming. I sat on my deck today, feet bare, sunglasses: grading papers. I walked barefoot on the remains of Slush Mountain.
Last winter I could almost walk from my deck onto the summerhouse roof; that whole area was snow and ice. Now the mountain is flat and disappearing fast. The lawn slopes downhill again.
The first crocuses bloomed today, yellow ones. The daffodils are almost there. The maples are blooming. I sat on my deck today, feet bare, sunglasses: grading papers. I walked barefoot on the remains of Slush Mountain.
Published on April 09, 2011 20:52
reiki energy
Reiki helps me recognize the importance and value of self-care. I want to be as healthy as I can be: I want to exude health, love, and joy. Reiki helps me live in the moment, helps me check in with myself, and gives me access to a stream of amazing energy.
Published on April 09, 2011 05:42
April 8, 2011
Horseshoe Pond, Flint's new book

Flint's writing is evocative, poetic, and hauntingly beautiful. His descriptions of skidder tires, walking in trees, and birch hooks drifted into my mind like a half-remembered dream. Highly recommend Horseshoe Pond by Andrew Flint.
Published on April 08, 2011 18:08
self-care
Note to Carey.
Like you taking some moments during a meeting to write a poem, I try to integrate self-care into daily activities. Taking my students to the 3rd floor of the hospital, I encourage them to run up the steps as I do: aerobic exercise. Waiting to get meds from the Pyxis I do a yoga forward bend. I plan and prepare my meals so I have lots of fresh organic fruits & vegies, beans, and grains. I make a phone call and get put on hold? Great! A moment to relax and reflect. Take a deep breath. Do a little self-reiki.
By caring for myself, I'm better able to care for others. As you pointed out: I get to move up Maslow's hierarchy. When I have enough sleep, activity, nutrition, and social interaction then I'm better able to express my compassion for others. I notice I have more physical energy, hope, and mental acuity. Self-care and balance: key to my well-being and yours.
Like you taking some moments during a meeting to write a poem, I try to integrate self-care into daily activities. Taking my students to the 3rd floor of the hospital, I encourage them to run up the steps as I do: aerobic exercise. Waiting to get meds from the Pyxis I do a yoga forward bend. I plan and prepare my meals so I have lots of fresh organic fruits & vegies, beans, and grains. I make a phone call and get put on hold? Great! A moment to relax and reflect. Take a deep breath. Do a little self-reiki.
By caring for myself, I'm better able to care for others. As you pointed out: I get to move up Maslow's hierarchy. When I have enough sleep, activity, nutrition, and social interaction then I'm better able to express my compassion for others. I notice I have more physical energy, hope, and mental acuity. Self-care and balance: key to my well-being and yours.
Published on April 08, 2011 17:49
some pics
Published on April 08, 2011 17:29
on the radio
Just got home from the radio station, was on for 1 1/2 hours this afternoon. It was Neil's World Music show, and he invited me to come and talk about reiki. So between songs we talked about reiki, yoga, mountain biking, volunteering, world music, writing books, squinty eyes, marine biology, reiki, kayaking, ostomies, the dog named Pi, and reiki. He called me his "Reiki Goddess." He played a song from the 70th latitude: barking dogs. He played contemporary reggae, bagpipes, African jazz, Hotel Catalano (maybe?), and some Cuban Beatles.
There were a LOT of CDs there. I got lost leaving the studio and wandered past rooms of CDs, all neatly labeled and shelved. There were 3 CD players, 2 microphones, and lots of lights and dials in the studio. I was nervous at first, and talked like a teacher. In the end I barked a little.
There were a LOT of CDs there. I got lost leaving the studio and wandered past rooms of CDs, all neatly labeled and shelved. There were 3 CD players, 2 microphones, and lots of lights and dials in the studio. I was nervous at first, and talked like a teacher. In the end I barked a little.
Published on April 08, 2011 17:23