(Riverfront Park today. Heavenly.)
Last night brought me to the end of another frantic week, and as I sat down to write a long overdue blog update, I found myself instead sinking into my couch cushions, feeling the gravitational pull of my body weight toward the floor and taking a deep, restful breath for the first time in what felt like weeks. It’s been nuts over here, folks, and your introverted, introspective blogger-friend has had very little time for self-reflection or self-care. After staring at the blank WordPress screen for a few minutes, with no idea how I was or what I was thinking or what I should write about, I shut the computer and decided it was time to do some things that are good for me, to get reconnected with my heart.
I went to the gym and felt my body work hard and well. My heart pumped, my legs and arms moved purposefully, my muscles contracted, my back stretched.
I came home and made some kick-ass guacamole. And ate a lot of it right then and there.
I opened my journal and wrote about dating, and what a weird, confusing, exciting, awkward, intimidating, empowering process it is. Continue reading
(This is the best spot in my apartment.)
There are things in this world that are so beautiful, so true, that touch so close to the center of my soul, that they catapult me right out of the comfortable mundaneness of my daily life and deposit me on a higher plane.
This, for instance. And this. And….this.
I’ve got to be honest; I watched that Eric Whitacre video (the first link), and somewhere around 1:45, as he described standing in the middle of a choir for the first time and feeling the massive conglomeration of voices surround him, experiencing the beautiful and mysterious power of ensemble in the form of Mozart’s Requiem, I started sobbing. It was completely unexpected and totally uncontrollable. Suddenly I was sitting in front of my candlelit fireplace with tears streaming down my face and my chest heaving, looking around and thinking to myself, “Where the hell did this come from?” When Sarah and her delicious gluten-free vegan brownies showed up at my doorstep several minutes later, I still couldn’t get a grip long enough to maintain any illusion that I wasn’t having a total meltdown for no apparent reason. Continue reading
Annnnd it is awesome. Because what better to get you through a Friday afternoon at work than a whole lot of teenybopper music?? Nothing, I say!
Come on, give it a try. I dare you.
And just to address the super embarrassing teen aged elephant in the room….apparently I like Justin Bieber now. Continue reading
Outline of my day: Wake up at 6:30, go to the gym, take a scalding hot shower while listening to Rufus Wainwright, fill out absentee ballot and get it in the mail, find something to eat for lunch (my refrigerator is depressingly empty at the moment), go to work, and stay there till 9:00.
Today is looking to be fine, if a little average.
Luckily, I know exactly what this day needs, to kick it up a notch: some AWESOME MUSIC VIDEOS.
So, in hopes that they will blast you out of any funk you may be in, I give you my Top Five Favorite Music Videos of All Time (in no particular order):
Song: It’s Oh So Quiet
Why It’s Awesome: Quirky, weird, and colorful…totally bizarre. Basically what you’d expect from Bjork, but with random big-band flavor.
…and blast it from your car stereo. It doesn’t matter if you’re a white girl who likes choir music (like me), you can still sing along to “My Chick Bad” by Ludacris with your best “badass” face on. No shame.
For your listening pleasure: