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Day 23 of my 365 day challenge to write…Let’s dance.

Sunday, September 5th, 2010

 

Oh what a week.

 

I took a ride on an emotional rollercoaster  and when it stopped…only learned that I…well… have more to learn.

 

Sometimes I think this whole dance between men and women is nothing more than just that…a dance.

 

Twirl around…masquerade…switch partners…curtsey…get close…pull away…

 

Dance all night until the sun comes up…

 

Sit this one out because you no longer want to…

 

Dance.

 

There are some people you get with that your rhythm is perfection…no toe stepping…no awkwardness-

 

Just smooth moves…intertwined…you just intuitively know the next step…you can feel what the person is going to do next…

 

Then there are those people you get with and there is struggle…you hold that person’s hand and laugh off the awkwardness…you step on their feet and apologize over and over…but you still try…because the chemistry is enough to want to stand close enough to feel them…

 

Then there are those people that you know as soon as your essences collide that it is the most unnatural moving…contrived…not enjoyable…’when is this song ever going to end so I can get the hell out of here’ type of experience.

 

At the end of it…it is still just a dance. Where you , the other person in the equation, has full choice and power over your experience.

 

I think no matter what, it comes down to this one thing…

 

Keep dancing.

 

This is what life is about. Failing and seeing parts of yourself you need to clean up…seeing parts in another you need to find compassion for…since most likely the reason it bothers you is that you have the same parts…just in your blind spot.

 

Dance…no matter what happens in your life or how screwed up things become in this society…once the music stops? We will stop existing…I truly believe that.

 

A life without music and without the touch of another…without those awkward toe stepping moments…without that sensual, perfect,  in-sync rhythm with each other…life without these experiences is no life at all.

 

Don’t just sit on the sidelines…get in there…because the longer you sit…the more difficult it becomes to hold out your hand to a stranger and take that step to the center of your heart…

 

Hope you dance…

 

 

The TEN things I LOVE on this FRIDAY!

Friday, March 12th, 2010

 

 

 

 

The TEN things I LOVE on this FRIDAY!

 

 

1. The sound an “on the rocks” drink makes…

 

 

 

2. That my 4 year old nephew still demands to hear Coldplay before he goes to sleep at night…

 

 

 

3. As cheesy as it sounds, hearing “Don’t wanna miss a thing” this week and smiling because in my 30’s,  I feel that way about life…not a man.

 

 

4. The Mahi burgers from Taco Loco in Laguna Beach, CA – Oh, how I miss them…

 

 

5. A full tank of gas, clean sheets, a just washed car…new beginnings.

 

 

6. That when my Mom and I were going back and forth in a conversation yesterday, my nephew looked at my Mom and said, “Mimi, Aunt Amy is right. Now, stop talking.” I have never laughed so hard in my life…

 

7. Dancing around my living room…:)

 

 

8. Having one of my friend’s say my back side is “ba- dunka- dunk” and that I actually took the time to go to the Urban dictionary to see what it means…

 

 

9. Hearing from my readers…

 

 

10.  Steak and frites and that soon it will be Rose’ time again…oui, oui. :)

 

 

 

HAPPY FRIDAY!!

 

 

In a New York minute everything can change… for the better.

Monday, January 12th, 2009

I was getting ready for my day-

I had been given tickets to the playoff game-

50 yard line. 6 rows up… couldn’t get any better.

When I got a call-

From my sister.

“Amy, have you heard from Mom about Dad?”-

My sister then went on to tell me that he had been rushed to the hospital.

I got to the emergency room as they were taking all of my father’s information.

My head was spinning- my stomach was in a knot. The tears were pushing forward like soldiers on a front line and I was fighting against them with everything I had.

Both my parents had been very sick the last couple of weeks- nothing out of the ordinary except that it was taking time for them to get better.

I stood next to my Dad rubbing his back as he sat in a chair. He grabbed my arm –

And like a five year old boy looked straight at me- tears streaming from his eyes and said-

“I don’t want to stay here. I want to go home.”

I lost it.

They rushed him back- hooked him up to a bunch of I.V.’s –

Blood tests- X rays- heart monitors, EKG’s…

My father had severe pneumonia.

Eventually they admitted him and we sat up in the hospital room.

As he slept on and off, I watched the game with my mom-

Gave my tickets to some friends.

That night my Mom put up a brave face- as I left the hospital she was going to go home- I wasn’t 30 seconds down the road when she called to ask if I would come and stay with her…

It was Saturday that I saw the children in both my parents-

My rocks- who I have always been safe and secure with-

Were human- vulnerable- scared.

Though I have always known this…

That night I tried to process all that took place that day-

Watching my Mom hold my father- seeing how strong their bond and love is-

Wondering, as a daughter, how I could ever see a world without them together.

My Mom and I sat on their couch- flipping through channels- Neither one of us even thinking of sleep.

There was a movie on that I had wanted to see- asked my Mom if she would like to watch it.

We sat and watched it- I was thinking how nice it was to be sitting with my mother watching a movie… thinking to myself why it took a circumstance like this to sit and spend time in that way.

As if to read my mind my mom says, “It is nice to sit here and watch a movie with you.”

In a New York minute… everything can change-

And I guess if you let it- can almost make life a little clearer and a lot more vibrant.

Today I am so very grateful for my family- for health- for the support of friends and family.


Can you spare a little change this New Years?

Tuesday, December 30th, 2008

New Years has crept up upon us once again…

For the last eight or so years, New Years has evolved from party mode to transformation mode-

Transformers- more than meets the eye:)(my favorite toys as a child… that and hot wheels:)

Well, I can’t say every year has been so self -reflective- I had one year that I celebrated New Years in Egypt and went from an all night party near the red sea- straight to an all day party in the desert- there was definitely not a lot of self reflection going on that New Years.

I think they could change the saying from walk like an Egyptian to party like an Egyptian…

The road from January 1st is paved with good intentions of change- balance – new beginnings-
bulldozed by the frustrations of the year spent spinning wheels with little results or change…

Change-

The topic of philosophers throughout time-

Can people really change?

My friend from Spain used to say this little saying all the time in Spanish- translated to English it states-

“You can put a monkey in silk but it is still a monkey.”

A tiger can’t change its stripes…

It goes on and on-

Personally, I believe anyone can change anything-

I believe in the will of man and the power of the mind.

This morning I sat and reflected on the things in my life I can 100% say I have changed- no matter how insignificant-

Evidence that it is possible to change a behavior, belief, pattern or habit.

Even the smallest of changes-

Let’s see…

1. I have learned how to eat slow and be conscious- when I was a little girl the moment my plate was down I inhaled it like I was born in a third world country and it was my last meal. My parents tried everything to convince me to eat more slowly- from making up stories of what happens to little girl’s stomachs that eat too fast- to playing the feminine card of it is not very “lady like”. Now- I can still put it away in 2.2 seconds- but I have learned to slow down- enjoy- even though to some it may seem I am still a speed eater:)

2. I used to drink a large Dr. Pepper every day. When I owned my hair salon I used to go and get one before the start of the work day every morning- It has now been seven years since I have had a soft drink- Once in awhile I will take a sip of sprite or 7 up~ I could have killed someone while I was going through my withdrawals, but I stuck with it anyway.

3. I took responsibility for my life- in my twenties my emotions controlled me- because I feel so deeply and am so sensitive- I was unstable, emotional, easily affected, possessive and reactive- these things I openly accept and do not deny. I was not this way all the time- but when hurt or in fear of being hurt I was a powder keg- Hot headed? Yes- Controlling? Yes. Insecure? Hell yes. I had been through a lot- trying to find my footing while carrying around so much baggage that it was impossible to ever be in balance. I have changed- this I can say and has it been easy? No way. It has been the hardest transformation in my 34 years. But when you get down to the heart of the matter- not afraid to look yourself in the mirror and admit that in imperfection lies the perfection- when you take responsibility and stop placing the power in other people’s hands through blame and projection- Any and I do mean ANY transformation is possible.

4. I used to judge other people- I made assumptions- spoke about people without ever considering what I was putting out into the world or how that may affect that person- I was never malicious- but I wasn’t conscious of the power of my words either. My feelings were so easily hurt and I was like a trash can for other peoples dirt- As my good friend “Crown Cherry “ says- I was like a vacuum that kept sucking up other peoples dirt- but I kept forgetting to change the bag:) Today? To judge someone feels like the most unnatural act to me- even someone who has really, really hurt me. I still find it difficult to stay in that place.

The reason I believe CHANGE is an absolute possibility in the human condition is because I do believe that we are innately good and these habits, fears and beliefs that taint our best are just like coats- when you are ready, when you see them in truth for what they are- you just take them off.

That simple-

My imperfections? Weaknesses? Things that people want to make me ugly with, because that is what we do to each other when we are still in fear- these things do not define me.

That is why, when I hear a lie that someone has spread- a false judgment that someone has spoken without being conscious of how that might hurt or affect a reputation-

These things sting at first- until I sit back and I can let it go- like a duck:) Just water off my back…

That is why I find it hard to judge another person-

We are all doing the best we can with where we are at. That is the beauty of evolution-

We can look back, even if it was two weeks ago and say, “What the hell was I thinking?”

And if we are even asking that question, then we are at a different place than we were when we made the choice we are questioning-

Nietzsche’s “Will to Power” – we are all, every one of us trying to cast our will upon another. Whether through the veil of love or the iron fist of one who cares less about shattering a person in pieces in order to protect an ego or pride.

So if every person comes from this place and this infiltrates every motive behind every action-

It is not magic once you know the trick-

The bullies, the people who hurt with intent, the ones who use their will to power?

They become like the wizard in the Wizard of Oz- behind the curtain of their “power” and viciousness there is a little fearful person-

All smoke and mirrors-

So I choose to love the little wizard in myself and every other person- the one who puffs up and asserts the Will to power…

This New Years do you believe change is possible?

What is it in you that could change? No matter how small…