Positive Aspects

Me on Waikiki Beach

Hawaii is a magnificently beautiful place. I would love to be on the beach right now! I love it when the temperature is warm and you can dress in..well, almost nothing. I love having a tan. I love sitting outside drinking. I love the beach and Hawaii has so many beautiful ones!

How often do we think about who we once were as children?

It is weird. I am still so much, that little girl. I cry like her, shriek with enthusiasm like her and desire like her. I will be 40 this year, but the essence of the child in me is the most dominating force I experience within myself.

I am responsible and all and do boring but necessary things like pay bills, but that does not get my life force, just some of my time.

I never understood “no” as a child. I always took “no” to mean I had not asked in the right way and so I found the way. I have always believed that anything was possible, yet others did not share that belief. So, as a child, I was disappointed by blocks and limitations.

Then I grew up and discovered that only I can truly deny myself anything. Wow! This has really set me free, but placed me in the bounds of calamity more than once. So I discovered that it is best that the woman I also am walk with the child. That is where I am now in my evolution and it is starting to get smooth. I wonder what is next?

Me and Daddy

James Silas Alexander was my grandfather. We all called him Daddy. He was a self-educated man and there was nothing about history he did not know. He joined the U.S Navy in his teens and worked his way up to officer status. He was on a ship that patrolled the Yangtze River during WWII.

Daddy had a special bond with animals. I think he got that from his mother and he passed it onto most who were close to him. When Daddy was a boy he climbed over a fence and a rattlesnake was resting on the other side. The snake bit Daddy on his big toe and somehow Daddy survived the venom. Years later when I was bitten by a squirrel I remembered Daddy’s rattlesnake story and thought that my bite was a rites of passage.

Daddy was the most dignified and gentlemanly man I have ever met. I never saw him angry and I never heard him say anything that was not funny or true. He was the kind of man that you never forget.

A few days ago was the anniversary of his death. He died in the hospital on a Cardiac Intensive Care Unit in 1992. Looking back I am not surprised he died when none of us were in the room. We just couldn’t let Daddy go. I remember the day before he died I was at his bedside. His heart monitor began beeping and showing an abnormal rhythm. I got very scared and yelled, “Daddy!” His heart monitor then went back to normal. I realized then that we were all keeping Daddy with us.

It was Daddy who taught me how to ride a bicycle. I remember coming home from school and seeing my brand new bike in the front yard. I remember going to the fields with him to gather wild blackberries and putting them in his hat. Daddy called me “Pretty Girl” and “Copper Head”. I love you Daddy and I will never forget you!

Auh!

Such a feeling when it brushes your life and crashes into your being.

MMMM!

More Please!

There have been incredible highs and some occasional flying tempers (ok, mostly mine) but finally an opening date has been set for L'Intrigue. Feb. 14th Valentine's Day.

Any visitor should expect a beautiful, elegant, romantic and interesting place with absolutley deliciious food!

Valerie

1st date: Michael and Valerie

I tend to remember people's birthdays. I don't know why that is...
Today is Michael's birthday. I hope he is doing wonderfully. We have not spoken in a long time, yet energy and love transcends time and space.

My lovely Chi Chi. I think he likes our new home. One of his favorite things to do is sit on the back of the sofa and give the passerbys a hard time. He loves to bark and carry on.

He acts like he does not like his bath, but he really does. He especially enjoys the blow dry afterwards.

Then, bless him, when he thought his life was all it will ever be, in comes little sister girl aka Diva.

It is hilarious watching Diva and Chi Chi play. She barely weighs anything at all, but she chases him and he runs. Chihuahuas are the most wonderful breed of dog in the world.

Diva is my friend's dog and I babysit her a few hours a day, which is an absolute pleasure! It is important that her and Chi Chi get along because my friend keeps Chi Chi when I go out of town. Diva really holds her own with Chi Chi and when she comes over Chi Chi gets very excited.

Loving it!

When you are counting on action to get what you want, it is hard work. And that is why most of you do not have the life experience of joy that you seek. In other words, it becomes a life experience of just gather up stuff, and even in the gathering up of stuff, in this mediocre creation, you are tired. You work long hard hours and you get very much disconnected from your feeling of freedom, just to eke out a meager living, because you are counting on action to make things happen. And action isn't where it's at- it's in the vibration.

Abraham

The dissenter is every human being at those moments of his life when he resigns momentarily from the herd and thinks for himself.
- Archibald MacLeish