Thoughts on life, love, and the pursuit of balance.
Monday, May 11, 2009
Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away. -Old Saying
Time has been moving quickly. I have been moving through my days in fits of momentum in which I do much quickly, and then have to calm down for a couple of days to recoup and renew. As much as I can while chasing my increasingly agile, quick, and BUSY little Babou!
I started out the month with the Open Studios private party my friend throws every year. Although the day turned out to be a bit drippy, it was a success none the less. The food went quickly, and smoothly, and everyone seemed to really like it. It was a solid three days of prep and I am so glad I organized it as it did because it was much smoother that way than in previous years. I was a little flustered at the end and forget to bring flowers to decorate the platters (I always decorate with nasturtium flowers) but the food looked really good anyway. I just had to be a little more clever in the presentation.
My friend's art was, of course, the main centerpiece, and she had some beautiful new paintings on display. I am always in awe of that ability, to translate light and landscape into art.
Promptly afterwards, my back went out! But I found a really good chiropractor out of it all. I was in so much pain that I chose the first chiropractor who could see and who would let me bring my daughter. He turned out to be a special type of chiropractor that practices something called the NUCCA method. They adjust your upper vertebrae to change the signal your brain is receiving from your back. Then the back readjusts itself back down the vertebrate, solving all imbalances along the way. It is very precise and very gentle. I was/am truly amazed at how well and quickly it works and on a variety of difficult conditions such as sciatica and scoliosis (which is what I have) of the spine.
I was really pressed to get my back realigned and in working order because LJoy had made a reservation seven months ago for an evening of camping on Angel Island. I would have been so let down if I had missed it, it was truly amazing. We had views of the Bay and Golden Gate Bridge, and of the city. The moon was almost full and we got to watch it rise. I hope that Babou remembers it, I know I will. It was one of those experiences that you will never forget.
Mother's day my mother came to visit and I had girlfriends over in the afternoon. We all hung out in the backyard to enjoy the garden. All the flowers are doing really well and the veggies are really getting going. I am so glad I got them in when I did...
Mom will be in town for a couple of days, helping me make sure my back keeps its adjustment. There is just nothing like having your mom around! Happy Mother's Day dear readers!
I was raised in a very free-thinking family of great proportions, living a semi-nomadic life between northern and central california, traveling, and often living, in a VW van. I received a BA in Religious Studies and Cultural Anthropology at UCSB, have worked for a wine magazine, and traveled as much as possible. I am now a thirty-three-year-old-mostly-content-stay-at-home-mom living in the Bay Area with my husband, two-year-old daughter, and very energetic Golden Retriever.