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People, (some) want me to be with them, and some want me to fix everything and I try to do it!!!

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Posted by on November 30, 2009 in Uncategorized


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Why Walk When You Can Run?

Walking by George’s Lake was always different.  How high was the water, what color? Were there dead fish in the spillway?  Was the seaweed growth expanding out of the water like an alien?  Then there was the soft lime green colored sea foam floating around.  It looked beautiful but too gooey to touch.

Once old enough and long legged enough to jump across the spillway, why would anyone walk around it?  Why would you ever walk when you could run and feel the wind in your hair?

Startled by the scraping sound of a car bottoming out, I turned.  An old beat up, unfamiliar station wagon stopped beside me.

Boys, mostly boys, dark haired and swarthy complexioned, mysterious looking boys peered at me.  They were not blonde like my brothers or brown haired like most of the neighborhood.

“Oh, Father Micheals, how are you?”  I asked, exhaling a big one as I spied a familiar face.

“Good Jeanne, would you like to go horseback riding?” Father said directly.

Startled again, a “yes” came out of me.  Who said that? Before I could back out, Father said, “Go ask your mother and meet me back here in an hour.”

“Okay,” the voice said.

As Father pulled away, I was back alive, running home.  “City kids, they must be city kids,” I muttered to myself, “Father was transferred to Carson.”

“Ma, I feel funny in this tummy top, you know with a priest and all.”

“Nonsense, its fine, wear it.”

Later, packed into the car, my neck and shoulders were tensed ready to spring to action to protect myself.  My elbows tucked back at my sides, What if someone touched my bare midriff? All my energy was in creating a wall around me, why couldn’t I have a shirt on?

At the stables, a gigantic brown horse was brought to me.  Once on, I grinned; being so high tickled me.  The fur was coarse and flat, not fluffy.  It was not like silk unless your silk was burnt, melted and hardened again.

We clopped along, the horse and I bouncing out of sync, changing perspective with every step.  Spindly Sumac branches whipped me, Were they poison Sumac?  Too late!

Horses before and after me, I was alone in the world of my horse.   Daring not to squirm, elbows in to get a better grip, I felt prickles of coarse horse tail flicking my calves.  The horse smelled warm and ‘horsy’.  He didn’t smell like dog or cat.  He smelled more like deer.

We broke into a clearing: my horse joined the others ahead galloping.  Oh my, wind blowing in my hair, blowing my eyes to slits.  Laughing out loud, our bouncing meshed — the horse and I were one!

The horse slowed before I said my reluctant “Whoa” and pulled on the reins.

Clinging to the saddle, belly to belly I slid my reluctant legs to the strangely still ground. Why would you run when you could ride?

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Posted by on November 29, 2009 in Uncategorized


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21 Ways To Have Your Best Day Ever!

Ron Hulnick, Dean of the University of Santa Monica is often heard to say, “Have your best day ever.” Here are some suggestions for doing that.

1.  Remember life is short. What would you do if this were your last day to live? Can you do any of these things?

2.  You may not be able to solve any of the world’s problems, but you can say a prayer or send good energy for everyone involved in them.

3.  What are you grateful for today, even if it is just air to breathe, it can change your outlook?

4.  Who can you tell that you love them?

5.  Who can you give a smile too? Or even a smile in the eyes?

6.  Ask to be filled with grace, especially if you are challenged.

7.  See what your inner child would like to do?

8.  Give hugs or at least a handshake with an arm pat.

9.  If you were your favorite person, what would you give yourself as a gift? Do it, even if it is a virtual gift.

10. Look in the mirror until you find something you love about yourself.

11. Dress to look your very best today.

12. Tell at least three people, one specific thing you appreciate about them.

13. Tell yourself at least three things you appreciate about yourself.

14. Do something in secret that helps the world. If anyone finds out that you did it, it doesn’t count. It can be very small.

15. Eat a vegetable.

16. Drink a big bottle of water,

17. Pass something on that you no longer use.

18. Ask someone how they are and listen for at least two minutes before you speak.

19. Clear clutter for 5 minutes.

20. Stretch like you mean it.

21. Do something that you love to do and haven’t done in a long time. It can be virtual.

Do you have any ideas to add to this list? Did you have your best day ever?


Posted by on November 27, 2009 in How to, Uncategorized


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My Quotes by J.B. Vadeboncoeur

I know clearly what I want, leaving me unwilling to do what others’ want when it deviates.

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Posted by on November 26, 2009 in Uncategorized


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My Quotes by J.B. Vadeboncoeur

If I just accept; whatever is, is better.

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Posted by on November 25, 2009 in Uncategorized


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My Quotes by J. B. Vadeboncoeur

By monitoring my self talk and keeping it positive, I avoid a whole area of sludge.

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Posted by on November 23, 2009 in Uncategorized


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My Quotes by J.B. Vadeboncoeur

When I’m appreciating my husband there’s no room for bashing him.

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Posted by on November 22, 2009 in Uncategorized


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My Quotes by J.B. Vadeboncoeur

Peace and joy come simply, quietly.

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Posted by on November 21, 2009 in Uncategorized


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My Quotes by J.B. Vadeboncoeur

I can do things differently than upset and irritation.

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Posted by on November 20, 2009 in Uncategorized


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My Quotes by J.B. Vadeboncoeur

I can actively love.

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Posted by on November 19, 2009 in Uncategorized


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