Tracings

With lips and fingertips,
I trace the lines and contours
of your body
in my mind.

With scissors and knives,
I trace the moments of sunshine
gluing them in mosaics
of blue.

With turpentine and mineral spirits,
I trace the darkest memories
thinning them from
view.

With love and patience
I trace the hollow of my cup
Filling it with sunshine
and memories of new lines.

Some days hold too many
memories of old.
Now it’s time for new
tales to be told.

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Uncompromised

barefoot

short skirt

tank top on

doors off topless Jeep

hem flapping in the breeze

hot sun smiling down on me

F18s flying overhead; a Maverick moment complete

feeling the heat waves rising off the street

anything less would be a compromise; instead I’m replete

breathing through the vulnerability of being so open

 

 

My Backyard: The Chesapeake Bay

If you look closely, you will see a man and his dog “in the middle of the water.” The Chesapeake Bay is filled with sand bars and natural jetties. In fact, container ships require Chesapeake Bay Pilots to help them navigate the shallow waters of the Chesapeake (Chess-A-Peak) Bay.

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Man & his dog on a sandbar in the Lynnhaven River

The Chesapeake Bay is the largest estuary in the contiguous United States. Legend has it that when Jamestown was founded (on the aptly named James River, a major tributary of the Chesapeake Bay), settlers could see their anchors at the bottom, much like the Caribbean. However, agricultural run off, “gray run off” from paved Earth and excessive Oyster harvesting have made the Bay’s waters murky. The most clear the water is now, it seems, is in the winter months and that stops after just a few inches.

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Oyster Reef on the Lynnhaven River

Even with its present conditions, the Bay is a beauty to behold. I was reminded of this last week when I chaperoned a field trip with my daughter to release oyster babies that she and her classmates (really, her teacher) nursed in the Lynnhaven River. As Oyster Reefs help to keep the bay clean, many local classrooms work with The Chesapeake Bay Foundation & The Lynnhaven River Now Project to help restore the Bay. On the trip, I learned that the population of the filter feeders is just 1% of historically known levels.

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Raised Oysters, their permanent home within walking distance of where they were raised

DDT has also negatively impacted the Bay. It was banned commercially in the 1980’s. At that time there were virtually no Osprey, Bald Eagles or Brown Pelicans. Now it rare to not see Osprey or Brown Pelicans on an outing in the summer months. Bald Eagles continue to be somewhat rare to spot, however, with each passing year I see more and more.

Dolphins also spend time in the brackish waters of the Bay. While on our boating trip outside of the Lynnhaven Inlet, we spotted a large pod of them. You’ll just need to trust me on that one! They were too far away for the camera to capture… Though, look! Here is a sting ray  that was caught in the drag net we used to capture fish. Croaker, Spot and a Chesapeake Bay Blue Crab (the tastiest crabs in the world, IMHO) were also netted. All captured creatures were returned to their home in the Bay.

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The Ray kept us from capturing many fish.
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The Ray’s stinger/barb

Later, more crabs were retrieved from the crab pots. All were Sallies and Sooks. You can see the orange sponge-like material in several of their abdomens, these are their eggs.

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The students were taught how to hold the crabs without getting pinched.

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Appropriate image for my daughter, a Cancer…

The Pirate Blackbeard use to hide his ships in these waters, as the tall pines would camouflage his tall masts, allowing him to surprise merchant vessels. A sister city celebrates the Blackbeard Festival annually. Ironically, this same city was where his trial and hanging occurred. We saw this interesting vessel while in Broad Bay, reminiscent of Blackbeard’s legacy.

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It was an interesting and informative trip for me and it was a beautiful day to be on the Bay. The day before was filled with squalls & the next day with heavy bands of rain from the remnants of a tropical storm.

It was nice to connect with my daughter and learn new things while enjoying the Bay and the beauty of the day. It was a good reminder to enjoy life as it comes, you never know what tomorrow will bring and yesterday is already gone. At times during the trip I was overcome with emotions of joy and gratitude. Damn, I miss boating!

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The Brock Center. New Headquarters for The Chesapeake Bay Foundation.

 

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The Deck at The Brock Center
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The Lynnhaven River

Stubborn Love: In Light of Tragedy

When in my darkest moments, the chorus to “Stubborn Love” by The Lumineers reminds me to keep my head up.

So keep your head up, keep your love
Keep your head up, my love
Keep your head up, my love
Keep your head up, keep your love

In light of the tragedy in Orlando, I encourage each of us to do the same: keep our heads up. One cray-radical man’s actions do not represent the all of humanity. 24-hour news networks may want us to believe that, yet they know that this keeps us in fear & it keeps us tuned in despite the next commercial break.

Tragedies such as this provide each of us with an opportunity to examine our lives and see where we can open up to love more & more. Since the shootings, I have hugged and kissed my children more. My patience has sprouted new branches. As I imagine each mother and father who lost a child feels they could go back and be more patient, loving & present. For them it’s too late now. 

Tragedies such as this provide each of us with the opportunity to examine where we have turned away from love, so that we can choose differently.

So regardless of where you are today, I encourage you to keep your heads up, my loves. I hope that you choose to see the love that is around you & allow others to see the love that is within you. Don’t let radical zealots who gun down innocent people to win! Today & every day, let’s choose love over fear and hatred.

A tear-jerker and yet very enlightening book is Nurturing, Healing, Love: A Mother’s Journey of Hope & Foregiveness by Scarlett Lewis. Her son, Jesse Lewis, was killed at the Sandy Hook Elementary School shootings. She continues to be an inspiration for me.

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Loving the Child

Filling my chalice with
the golden liquidity
of sunshine memories.
Drinking heavily,
once again I feel free.

My heart opens
in gratitude to receive
the beauty of the past
in sunshining memories.

The taste of gold;
my thirst for vitality quenched.
Now to see the gold
again in the
present moment.

Turning my face to the sun,
feeling its loving warmth,
the breeze through my
hair. Sometimes I believe
I can feel more than myself
in this spot, right here.

Loving the child within again.

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Adrenal Burn Out

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At the end of March, just prior to a pivotal seminar in Boston, I found out my plans to extend my lease could not be met as the owner was moving back in. The seminar I then attended had a profound effect on my clinical practice, turning it on its head. So this time frame marked the beginning of a lot of changes for me on both the home and work fronts.

The move was unexpected and unwanted. I was out of vacation time and did not expect to have moving expenses added to my limited financial landscape. Emotionally, I was quite distraught and soon realized quite angry.  The packing for the move was a drain on my energy. Many days my caffeine consumption was excessive just to make it through the workday (quad ristretto shots anyone?). Coffee then began to taste like flavored water (red flag).

In the midst of packing, I also tried out a new dating site (because enough wasn’t going on in my life). The day after one of my dates I started to notice pain in the ball of my left foot with walking. Dating during this transition was a set up for the fall when things didn’t go well (when I go, I go BIG…). That foot pain, I later realized, was a red flag, too.

The day of the move was exhausting. The movers took much longer than expected and that made the day more expensive, too. The unpacking was slow, as my energy was just not recovering even with taking many rest breaks and even not unpacking some nights after work.

Unfortunately, about a week after the move my friend injured himself requiring first-aid and 8 or so first responders on scene. Even with a good measure of bourbon, I only slept a couple hours that night. The next day laryngitis visited and so did my slow-to-leave head and chest cold. Update: my friend is recovering well, having missed hitting anything “major” in the incident.

After my cold had lasted over 10 days, I was beginning to feel like a zombie all day long, no longer just at the end of my workday. I felt like I was floating and my thoughts would not focus. I was carrying extra water weight and waking up in the morning I often felt like a ton of bricks. Even though I was exhausted, sleep was elusive even with use of magnesium and passionflower. I had also noticed that my hands were freezing cold (a rarity for me in late spring). In asking a friend for help on this matter, she felt that my kidney energy was low.

I then began to research kidney deficiency (different from renal deficiency as this is not a medical diagnosis, but a term used in Traditional Chinese Medicine, TCM) and ways to help recover my energy. In reading through the list of symptoms, her assessment was reinforced. I then also realized that my libido disappeared suddenly earlier in the week (red flag) and it was not until then that I realized it (oh, definite red flag).

To recover, I began to eat more of the foods suggested here and quickly cut back my caffeine consumption. I also started to focus more on breathing into my abdomen. I added sea salt to my water, too. In just a day or so, I started to feel more human (less zombie), warm and grounded again. Now I suspect all of that caffeine lead to adrenal burn out by overstimulating the adrenal glands. These glands are also responsible for water balance in the body. In TCM the energy of the kidneys is vital to life. When it is depleted, life force or qi energy is also depleted. 

When I saw my massage therapist last week, I asked for his help with kidney acupressure. From him, I learned that the ball of the foot is where the Kidney meridian begins… I had also been doing work on the posterior tibialis muscle, as it can refer pain to the ball of the foot. Would you know that the Kidney meridian closely follows the path of the posterior tibialis muscle? I shared with him that I was concerned about “messing with” the meridians as I didn’t want to throw something off balance (like I wasn’t already…). He strongly suggested that I check out meridian tracing to help open up the energy and that I’d have to “work” to mess things up…yes, I also laughed at that comment.

While I am still not back to 110%, this is the best I’ve felt in the last month. I’m hopeful that this information may be helpful to help prevent burn out in others or to give some tools to those who are already there. Cheers to life force energy, qi, we all need it to thrive!

Namaste.

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One — A Duet

There were several posts I had considered for today, until i read this duet. It beautifully and poetically illustrates the interactions between The Divine Masculine & Divine Feminine that I had tried to explain here.

Please share feedback with the writers at their respective blogs and prepare yourself to be spellbound!

Many thanks to JW at JW’s Creative World for collaborating with me on “One”. Together, we are better. He is the Yang; masculine and positive, the light to guide her way when her past or present threatens or hinders her… or their future together. She is the Yin; feminine and negative, the dark that creates […]

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