Words-of-MineNo matter what the day brings, deep down I know it really is a good day because I have the man of my dreams, a kitty who loves me, a roof over my head and I live in paradise.
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2012-05-20 8:12 PM
The Fragrance of Summer to Come
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"Opportunity often comes disguised in the form of misfortune, or temporary defeat." - Napoleon Hill, author of "Think and Grow Rich"
I slept in this morning instead of going to church. I have a busy afternoon and I wanted some me-time before it all begins.
Bailey was not happy with my sleeping in and several times got on the bed and tried to pester me awake. When the harassing didn't work he would become vocal. He was very pleased when I sat up in bed and began to make my way to getting up. He hates it when he heads into the kitchen and I head to the living room to open the blinds and the window.
This morning I can hear cars up on 9th Street zooming to and from Los Osos Valley Road. There is a dog barking nearby and the sound of a dove cooing as it flies over our roof. I also hear the crows talking to one another. Someone is mowing their lawn and I can smell the fragrance of cut grass. What a lovely smell. The sun is up and it is quite warm out at a little after 10 a.m.
I have done one household project which was to organize my hot spot on the dining room table and chair. I just don't know how I get like this: there are papers stacked everywhere, unread mail - most of it junk - and some I haven't even opened yet. I have a collection of loose rocks, my transistor radio without the headphones and an assortment of reading material. My chair has files, an assortment of musical CDs, paper towels and a candle I like to light when I am writing or paying bills.
I went looking for my Weight Watcher tools and couldn't find them anywhere. Finally, I went spelunking through the caves of my chair and at the bottom; there I found what I was looking for. I knew then it was time to do some cleaning up.
After eating his breakfast, Bailey has retired to his raffia basket I had placed on his space on the counter. What he likes about this basket is beyond me. He hangs over the edge as it is a little smaller than he. Sometimes he uses it as scratching material. So between snoozing he watches me straighten up and type. Other times he is chattering to the blue jays that come to grab some suet.
Michael is still sleeping and I love this time of morning. All is quiet in the apartment. This is the time I do not need music to lull me into a writing place.
New word today: hypnagogic, hip-nuh-GAH-jik
This word is an adjective.
An example: "These hallucinations, called hypnagogic hallucinations, may occur when falling quickly into REM sleep, as you do when you first fall asleep, or upon waking." - From an article by Jeff Barnet in the Las Cruces Sun-News, January 11, 2011
From Merriam-Webster comes this definition: "The hypnagogic state is that heady lull between wakefulness and sleep when thoughts and images flutter, melt, and transform into wild things," wrote Boston Globe correspondent Cate McQuaid (October 1, 1998). Some scientists have attributed alien-abduction stories to this state, but for most people these "half-dreams" are entirely innocuous. Perhaps the most famous hypnagogic dream is that of the German chemist Friedrich August Kekule von Stradonitz, who was inspired with the concept of the benzene ring by a vision of a snake biting its own tail. You're not dreaming if the Greek root "hypn-," meaning "sleep," seems familiar - you've seen it in "hypnotize." The root "-agogic" is from the Greek "-agōgos," meaning "inducing," from "agein" meaning "to lead." We borrowed "hypnagogic" (also spelled "hypnogogic") from French "hypnagogique" in the late 19th century.
I just love learning new words!
I know I get into an hypnagogic state when I'm watching the television. If the show is not catching my attention and that's not true either, I can become very hypnagogic and slip into sleep. I hate this when this happens during a show I really want to see, thank heavens for reruns.
It was a busy afternoon for me. I am glad I had my alone time this morning. That man of mine drove me into SLO-town and dropped me off at the meeting place. It had been years since I had been in this particular meeting room. Not much had changed since those days of attending noon-time meetings.
This meeting was for the Al-Anon preparation for participation during the AA Convention being held in August. Yours truly has volunteered to do service for the organization by being the literary chairperson. I am being mentored by last year's chair.
I am a little anxious about this but the chairperson of the event is aware of my issues and she is working with me to take this adventuresome task. This was also the first time I had met my mentor and she is just lovely.
The meeting was pretty basic in that each chair gave a report of where they were with their tasks and what we need to do to get ready for this convention. It was nice to meet everyone and have faces with names.
I am really looking forward to the convention because it will be a chance to network with other Al-Anon members, attend meetings, and there is a luncheon with a speaker. Because I am giving service, I will be able to obtain a scholarship for entrance to the convention as well as attend the luncheon.
I am seeing this adventure as a big growth experience for me in overcoming fears of being out the apartment and being with a large group of people. Plus there is the responsibility of being the chair. I also will be asking for assistants to spell me from overseeing the literary table. I'm not expected to be at the table from beginning to end of day. Everyone is so friendly and open to be of help if they can.
After this meeting the chairperson and I went to the memorial service of our friend who died a couple of weeks ago. It was nice to meet some of his family of whom we have heard much about. Our friend was known to speak lovingly of his family. We were able to see why after meeting everyone.
Also this time gave me and the chairperson a chance to get to know each other better and share our individual stories.
With all this doing, I am glad to be back home though.
Did everyone see the solar eclipse? Michael brought home his welding mask so that we could view the event. It was pretty spectacular although we did not see the ring of fire. Now we will have to wait another 20 years until an eclipse happens again.
I guess that is about it for today. I am a tired girl and ready to take it easy.
-- " Cold Fire" - Dean Koontz
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