Meredith Kendall's Blog, page 97

May 31, 2012

attuned by angels?

Went to a Reiki class tonight. There were 15 eager students. It was a lovely night, peaceful. We went around and around the circle, talking about Reiki, cancer, yoga, Mikao Usui, Reiki principles, cancer, self-care, Reiki with dogs, and self-Reiki. Gosh, I love to talk about Reiki. We spent lots of time talking and kind of ran out of time to actually do Reiki. oops.

Anyway, we talked, meditated, did Reiki on each other, and then did attunements. I attuned all 15; everyone wanted to be attuned! Even the master in the crowd.

I asked the master to attune me. "I don't attune like you do," she said.

"That's OK, do it however you do. That's fine," I responded.

I sat up straight and tall with my hands in Gassho, pressing the bases of my palms together tightly. She waved one hand over my head and shook a little. "Oh! You take on a lot. Release all that energy that doesn't belong to you," she commanded.

I closed my eyes. I started to cave-breathe; long deep breaths from the bottom of my throat. I waited for her to start. I couldn't feel her touching me at all. Suddenly I stopped breathing, grinned, and turned my face to the sky. My eyes were still closed. I sat like that, and waited for her to touch my head, shoulders, and hands. I waited. I could hear her breathing, loud uneven breaths. Then she knelt and put her hands on my feet. Then she laughed and said she was done. I opened my eyes.

"I started, and you had SO much energy!" she said. "So I started, but there were angels all around you. They told me to step back. They said they would do it." She laughed again.

I thanked her and the four angels I sensed above and around me. Thank you.
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Published on May 31, 2012 17:52

May 30, 2012

tropical fruits

Not on my "Blood Type" diet.

So I feel bad, edgy, challenging authority when I eat them. Mango, papaya, & pineapple. yum

Bananas? No thanks. The texture.

But mango salsa, mango chutney, mango bread, just plain mango slices. oh yeah[image error]
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Published on May 30, 2012 15:35

May 29, 2012

pallet garden

Made a pallet garden this weekend. I realized the whole garden was planted and no zucchini. So I made a new garden.

I had 3 pallets stacked up against the fence, leftover from cinder block delivery. I used cinder blocks to build 3 raised beds.

I spread gardening fabric on the lawn. Yeah, you're supposed to remove the grass. I didn't. Flipped the 3 pallets over onto the fabric. Spread another layer of fabric (white side down). Then I filled the gaps with soil.

I let the soil rest and settle for a day. Then rain was predicted for the next several days, so I planted. Zucchini and summer squash. Hoping for a great crop.

Rain predicted for tonight. Actually, tornadoes too. eek[image error]
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Published on May 29, 2012 14:58

May 26, 2012

maple helicopters

Fluff & I swam in the river today. The stony beach was hot, the water icy cold. Maple seed helicopters swirled in the air and water. 
The stones were eggs of granite: pink, white, and grey. Milky quartz. Something green. 
It was so hot, I brought Fluff into the water even though she is morally opposed to being wet. The frigid water cooled her. She snoozed in the shade of my chair as I read Rolling Stone. 
A woman came to train her dogs. She brought a short-haired pointer named "Grace." I know, because she shouted "Grace" frequently. She also brought a young puppy. Both dogs were tightly monitored and constantly reprimanded. The woman wore long pants and shirt, and had a peculiar backpack. Evidently it stored the tools of her training, as she kept reaching into it. She let the pup of his/her leash and it came over to see Fluff. The woman instantly retrieved and scolded the pup. 
Other than that, Fluff & I were alone at the river. Just us, the stones, and the icy water. [image error]
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Published on May 26, 2012 15:37

May 25, 2012

Life Ideals


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Published on May 25, 2012 17:08

gave 2

books away this week.

Met this woman, she was having a hard day, and, well, she needed some books to read. We met in a restaurant.

Friend of a friend, she showed us her workplace. We skipped up three flights of stairs. At the bottom was a faded painted sign. The stairs were wide, wood, polished and clean. The ceilings were high, the space pulled me up. We got to the top and removed our shoes. The floors were old, stripped and sealed anew. We saw the yoga space, the dark massage room with loft, and then the common room. Yeah, the common room? The wooden floor, red oriental rug, big couch, plants, ... but the windows. The ceiling was 15 or 20 feet high, and the windows floor to ceiling with wide arches at the top, surrounded by layers and rings of woodwork. Sun poured in. Views of rooftops, trees, buildings, and parking garages. Trees and the river? Not sure.

The practitioners are dedicated to joy. Life Ideals.  Check it out. [image error]
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Published on May 25, 2012 16:57

May 24, 2012

seeds of change

Went to dinner with current and recent co-workers. It was a night of ribald humor, texting around the table, tearful toasts, and unbuttoned affection.

I had salmon and broccoli, wine, and chocolate cake. Actually brought most of the salmon home as filled up on broccoli. It was perfectly prepared: steamed al dente. Delish.

We were a party of 22. We laughed and yelled around the table. Applauded all arrivals. Gathered for pics.  Switched seats, mingled, and switched again.

Three of our party are headed in new directions. They are loved and will be missed. Change is often difficult, full of lessons, and eventually ultimately beneficial.

Best wishes to you, dear reader, if you are experiencing change. Be easy on yourself. Rest. Breathe. Lean on your friends (Chodron).

And read Pema Chodron: When Things Fall Apart. Great book. [image error]
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Published on May 24, 2012 18:09

earring... $

So the earring. Do I pay the big bucks to replace the stone?

Original price around $25. Then accidentally tossed one down the bathroom sink. (note to self, get a thing to block up the pipe. a... metal pop-up thing). Plumber w snake ruined earring while graciously retrieving. Snagged the silver but lost the stone.

Jeweler wants $112 to replace the stone. Geez a lou. How about a piece of glass?

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Published on May 24, 2012 17:58

May 22, 2012

Anne Lamott

Brilliant writer. 
Have you read her books? Am reading Some Assembly Required right now. Very cool, spiritual seeker, San Francisco, single mom and grandma. Highly recommend. And thank you, Karen K for telling me about Anne Lamott. 
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Published on May 22, 2012 17:52

sorry, blog

I've been neglecting you.

It's been a plethora of emotion. Not enough insight. Am reforming.
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Published on May 22, 2012 17:49