6 posts tagged “friendship”
big synchronicity of the (yester)day: oprah book club.
i had coffee with the woman for whom i babysit yesterday and then we went to Borders. we were in the christian book section and discussing spirituality books in general and as we walked through the store, on one of the tables we saw a book by eckhart tolle. she asked if i'd ever read anything by him but i haven't.
blah blah blah, the day wears on, and later i'm in our living room watching tv, surfing the nets and talking with roommate and her boyfriend. somehow (i can't remember why) the oprah book club comes up in conversation. i say 'well, at least people are reading.'
blah blah blah, now it's party time and i'm having a drink with a friend. we're talking books. i tell her of the shadow book i'm reading that is totally awesome and everyone should read, and she says she's reading a book about the ego. she's reading 'a new earth' by eckart tolle. she learned about it on oprah. oprah has an online discussion group for the book.
now i don't want anyone to look down their nose at my friend. she's a smart young lady and i admire her, even if she does endorse oprah and her book choices.
she isn't down with tolle, though. she says he's kind of hard to understand and what she's gotten from the book thusfar is that we should 'fight the urge to think.' she think the book encourages lack of opinion and lack of criticism and lack of contemplation.
the moral of this post is that oprah book club can be synchronous, too.
also, barack obama sealed the deal last night. remember when oprah endorsed him? mmm ... smell the synchronicity. i love it.
i love to hate hating to love full moons. i've been noticing the mystic feeling they bring during the past few cycles. if you recall, last full moon i ouijaed alone and it asked me if i was mom. i guess i should ouija after this post.
so i've been freaking out trying to decide where to go next. today, i got a few signs or something, i don't know. i'm reading into everything too much.
this morning started out awful - car problems. but then a phone call at lunch from an organization that i had applied to for a job months ago, offering an interview for an unpaid internship. in new york city.
all last week i was convinced i was moving to seattle. i've never had nyc on my map. now things are looking up.
after an incredibly pleasant workout and a beautifully gusty walk down the railroad place path, beltin' out patsy cline and harry nilsson, i had a txt conversation with a favorite friend. this led to a phone call forbidding a move to nyc and encouraging following through with our secret plan.
oh. and before my workout, when i was changing in the locker room, nbc nightly news was on. and on nbc nightly news was a glowing example of fear-mongering corporate media: leeching off the tragedy in china, the newslady's voice warned that seattle is in great danger of a great quake.
i took that as a sign.
also the chapter i read tonight in the shadows book was really eye-opening and relatable.
also my mother is an angel for letting me borrow her fly-ass whip to get to work on time today.
eight days left. not that i'm counting.
if anything good happens, i'll report back from the ouija.
i've been reading up on shadows and shadow work and getting in touch with my shadow in waking life and in dreams.
but what i'm wondering is what do i do if i know the darker side of my Self and i accept it? what if i'm perfectly okay with being a flake (the most recent character flaw that's been brought up to me by a friend)? what if i don't mind the fact that i'm totally selfish with my time, even at the expense of spending time with family and friends? what then?
also i had a really vivid dream last night about house sitting for my post-star boss and accidentally letting her pets die. this was all a representation of my guilt for leaving the job so soon, of course. but i have fully accepted that guilt, since before giving my notice. so what of the dream?
i guess i'm missing something and i'm hoping some synchronicity will intervene and show me what i'm failing to see.
on a much happier note, i made a friend with a coworker i'd never met til today. he's great. i'm looking forward to summer. it starts in two weeks.
a friend and i, we'll call him crystalize, go to the same gym and share a fascination-crush on a dude that works there.
this dude is in his late 40s, early 50s, he's kind of little, he has a mini salt and pepper mullet, an earring, and when he works out, he wears sweet sweatbands. he sort of reminds me of what boy erin will look like in 20 years, or what i hope he'll look like, at least. one day, crystalize and i were talking about how totally awesome this guy is and how we love to look at him and he definitely heard us and it was sort of weird.
ever since then, crystalize and i get really excited in gym-dude's presence and he always catches us fawning.
yesterday, i was climbing the stairs to go running, and someone tapped my arm. it kind of freaked me out, but then i turned to my left to see gym-dude! he said, 'you work out a lot, huh?' i was doing backflips in my mind. i couldn't wait to call crystalize and tell him all about it! gym-dude touched me!!
yada yada yada he invited me to run a half-marathon with some other YMCAers, he told me some stuff about speed intervals, said i was very energetic, suggested i use the steam room to let toxins escape my body through my pores and then came the best synchronicity of all: he told me about his juicer.
you see, crystalize is way into juices and juicers and juice medleys. he loves 'em all and always tells me about them and i tease him a little. in a friendly manner, of course. but, lo and behold, he and gym-dude (i know his real name now, but i'm not saying) are soul mates. i also ran three laps with gym-dude.
also, crystalize and i hung out today and we talked about going to Dubai. later, when i was at the gym, i saw a woman with a Dubai t-shirt.
none of this is false.
it's gotta be so boring to be clarece, my fish. just totally dull. more boring than my life (which, thanks to wine, synchronicity, dreams and ouija, hasn't been too unbearable as of late).
i do all i can to keep her stress level low. including risk her health. i don't change that bytch's water often enough. it is so incredibly heartbreaking to have to pour her from her tank into a teeny tiny cup, and back again into her tank. almost as heartbreaking as the day i bought her.
there, on an endcap in the local petsmart, were three or four shelves stocked with $2.50 female bettas and $5.00 males. they swam in cloudy blue water. i use the term 'swam' loosely, as they all seemed to be in a catatonic state. i don't even know what catatonic means. maybe they were in fishatonic states or bettatonic states. whatever.
i almost cried. but i was determined to bring a friend home. i was kind of worried that she was halfway dead when i brought her up to the register. 'we have a two-week guarantee,' the cashier assured me.
fabulous.
i made sure to talk to her throughout the entire drive home (which i did single-handedly, so she wouldn't spill). we became fast friends.
but, here we are, probably about two or three months into a beautiful co-habitationship. clarece gets noticeably excited when i walk near her. her side fins flap like a mother.
and tonight, clarece got fresh waters! mmmm ... taste that new oxygen!!
i want to get into the habit of writing every day. it was my new year's resolution and i had been doing alright. my moleskine that i had purchased for this purpose is a page or two away from being filled right up to the brim.
anyway, it was an eventful weekend full of thoughts and actions and inactions. synchronous occasions abounded as well.
last night, as a friend drove me home around 3 or so, i asked him if he wanted to go to wal-mart (even though it is anxiety inducing, among other negative qualities). i didn't really want to go there and we didn't i just thought i was being funny (drunk) or something. today, i received an e-mail from a different friend asking for suggestions for fun activities to partake in today. i was going to respond with "wal-mart fashion show," but suggested finding karaoke instead (mostly joking, though i wouldn't have been disappointed if i had stumbled upon some karaoke today). i ventured out into the springtimey wonderment of the day and wandered around town for a few hours. i ran into a friend who i haven't seen in a while and we grabbed a refreshment and chatted about dirty politicians and star wars. as i was walking home, a car honked at me and it was the second friend i mentioned in this paragraph (can you keep up? i don't want to name names. it's more fun to just call everyone 'friend.' and it's great that they're all of the same gender). i squealed and hopped in his car. he was on his way to wal-mart. so i ended up at wal-mart with him.
so synchronous. he made me walk around by myself in search of a ginger ale for him. so scary. and fruitless. he had to settle for a sierra mist. then i totally denied him my company over a dinner of home-cooked lamb.
stay tuned. my posts will improve.
