Movies with Moxy

MOXY: 

According to the Urban Dictionary, MOXY means a great amount of courage to do what you want to do. 

I watched Monty Python's Meaning of Life in my 20's and 30's.  I loved the songs, the tongue-in-cheek humor and the whole experience of laughing and making light of our HIS-story and reasons for being here on earth.  I share with you a wonderful visual adaptation of the Galaxy Song:

Another movie with moxy is Wedding Crashers.  I resisted seeing it because I thought it would be too silly for me.  However, the dialogue, the character treatment, the raw honesty, the outrageousness, the dysfunctionality.  I loved this movie from start to finish.  It made me laugh!!!  and think and laugh!!! and cry.  If you can handle the profanity and crudity, this is a great chick flick.

And my all time favorite is GREASE -

 " is the word, is the word, that they heard.  It has groove.   It has meaning."  

This 1978 movie was an amazing phenomenon - a musical with great songs and happy boy meets girl story.  This is a fun movie that encourages singing and dancing.  This is a movie that has transcended its time - as popular today as it was then.

Back then, I knew every song by heart and could do all the dance moves.  I still know all the songs by heart.   Tee hee!!

T-Shirts and Bumper Stickers - #2

I wrote a previous post about how I get some of my favorite mantras and life lessons from bumper stickers and T-Shirts.  Here are some new ones that inspire me in 2008:

Girl, Woman, Princess, Queen, Goddess - Give Yourself A Promotion 

(Click on the T-Shirt to check out Conscious Creation's lovely & yummy T-Shirts)

Bought this lovely sticker last time I was in Nashville, TN with Goddess Bliss.  She took me to a lovely new age metaphysical store called Magical Journey where I satiated my love for cool bumper stickers and sayings.

And this one sits by my bedside, first thing I see in the morning and last thing I see before I lay my head to sleep - it reminds me of my intention for my life.  

At the bottom of this sticker (the small print) it lists another really cool metaphysical store, Azure Green, a gateway of fairy magic, with an awesome online presence and shopping mecca.

And this T-Shirt that touched my heart.  I  spotted it on Hollywood Beach this weekend.   I found it online at Northern Sun which has a huge array of great t-shirts, bumper stickers and other wonderful yummies.  Their logo is Product for Progressives since 1979.

God/Goddess bless the whole world.  No exceptions.   Peace!!!

Sunday Scribbling #123 - ASK

I used to ASK why all the time.  Why is the sky blue?  Why are the clouds white? Why this and not that?  Why do I have to do that?  (My husband says it's because I am so curious.  Granted my middle name starts with a "Y".  Tee hee!!!)  And then over the years when things happened that I could not comprehend, my question became:  Why me?  OR Why is this happening to me?   

Now, having studied this BE-have-ior, I see that this pattern was imprinted.   This is my Mom's favorite question, my Grandpa's and who knows how many generations back it goes.

What I have found to be true, is asking the WHY question keeps me stuck.  It keeps me in denial of what is occurring looking for an explanation instead of accepting what is and finding a way to move forward or INward.

I heave learned to reframe and ask another question which helps me cope and understand better - WHAT - What is there here for me to learn?  What is the gift of this moment?  What can I do next?  What do I know to be true?  So many powerful and EMpowering questions.

The What question lets me investigate and explore.  It allows the moment to reveal the truth - perhaps not like I expected it but rather in all its fullness and beauty.  And how it fits into the big picture of life.  Or as I once read, reMINDing myself that I am in Chapter TWO of my life and that the whole story may not be revealed until Chapter SEVEN.

And just like a favorite book, the What question keeps me anticipating with joy all the wonderful things I will discover on my journey.

Ginger Mama

Ginger Mama has come into our home and taken over our hearts.

Unfortunately, her heart is not healthy at this moment.  She had a peculiar cough and our vet took some blood and diagnosed her with heartworm.  Heartworm is a parasitic thread-like worm which resides in her heart.   The blessing is that this is how she ended up being rescued and here with us.  And for this gift, I am truly grateful.

Yesterday, our homeopathic veterinarian who does housecalls (and the Meows love him so), Dr. Darko Mladenovic came over to give Ginger an injection of an arsenic based compound.  Ginger was so sweet, taking the shot in her back like a champ.  And it didn't seem to affect her immediately except for the sting she felt at the point of injection.

About an hour after the shot, she was a little restless.  And then she started a little moaning. And panting.  And the air-conditioned house seemed too cold for her.   

She sought shelter outside on the patio.  She sought shelter in the bedroom, in my yoga sanctuary.  She started to shiver.  Whole body spasms as the poison ran its course in her bloodstream.  I sat on the sheepskin and held her head in my lap.  I caressed her face and floppy ears.  She panted - feeling so hot.  And yet, shaking uncontrollably.  She shifted, trying to get comfortable, trying to escape the spasms.    I took her in my arms and put her near my heart and sang to her words of love and healing.  I felt so helpless, not able to do anything to ease her pain or diminish her anguish.  I just held her close.

I have never witnessed anything like this myself before.  I've seen something similar in a movie -  The Bucket List, when Morgan Freeman and Jack Nicholson go through their chemotherapy treatments and afterwards they throw up and have the shivers and shakes and the sweats as their bodies process the poison.  A big pink bubble of love and healing vibes to envelop all those undergoing any sort of treatment for which poison is the remedy.

It was a long sleepless night as Ginger and I moved from one room to another, looking for peace and comfort and relief. 

   

Today, she is a little weak and exhausted.  No appetite, no thirst.  Barely a tail wag from this happy dog. She has managed to get up off the couch for a mini walk (three houses down for a pee and poop).  She tells me she'll try again tomorrow.

I hold her head and stroke her and tell her to take her time.  I will be here tomorrow and the next day and the next day and  the next day....

Please hold Ginger Mama in your hearts and send your healing wishes in the winds.

Great Auntie Sylvia's Birthday

Today, my Great Auntie Sylvia is turning 91. We are going to Cafe Seville this afternoon (early bird, you know) for a little celebration.

A year ago, on August 5, 2008, we were truly blessed to have the opportunity to throw a little birthday bash to honor her special day. Members of the family that could not attend sent in video and audio clips and helped make this a most memorable occasion for the Matriarch of our Family.

I had such a blast learning my way around a Mac computer and this was my first movie. I hope to create many more movies as we (Goddesses and Sisters and the Collective) start putting our HER-STORY out for the world to see. Perhaps a preview of Goddess TV. Tee hee!!!

Change is Good

In December of 2007, WSM Noah and I were in-spired to clean house. We started in the kitchen, my favorite arena to create and play.

We were cleaning and scrubbing and emptying cabinets and sifting through our collection of hurricane nonperishables and purging what was no longer needed. Everything in the cabinets had been emptied - cans and dishes were sitting on the counters.  All of a sudden, it made sense - we need to move things around.

When we first moved in, we emptied boxes and filled cabinets in a perfunctory way of getting things out of boxes and moving forward and dealing with the overwhelming process of moving into a house. Our pantry items went by the fridge and near the oven. Our dishes and glasses were kept by the sink and stovetop, on the opposite side of the room. We didn’t give it much thought. It seemed to work for us for a long time.

Come to think of it, it had always been irksome to pull out dishes right above our creative “working” space. And to reach across the kitchen for ingredients and spices instead of right nearby the cooking area. What were we thinking? The old adage of: “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it” comes to mind. I had never really viewed my kitchen as sacred creative space before. It was a place to prepare and store food.

Over the years, thank Goddess, this perspective shifted. As I became more familiar with my body and its need for healthy and wholesome nutrients, I began to experiment in my kitchen space. I created delicious dishes based on pictures in books and recipes that I added to or substituted ingredients.

As the cupboards lay bare and clean and all this space was created, something clicked. A need, to make things easier and more in harmony, germinated and was fulfilled. 

We rearranged and moved the dishes to the other side of the room, away from the sink and “creation” space and brought back the spices and oils and yummy goodies that grace our pantry.   We placed dishes and glasses away from the stove and sink - on the opposite side of the room where anyone could have access without disturbing the chef.  

All of a sudden, everything fit. Everything was in its right space - making it ergonomically easier and user friendly. The kitchen just seemed to be fun again.

It is amazing how a little change can create such a shift in energy. The Chinese call this practice of placement and arrangement of space to achieve harmony with the environment: Feng Shui.

We now have a new space to play and are looking forward to cooking again in our kitchen.

Oh, the simple pleasures of life!!!

Sunday Scribblings #122 -- Do I have to?

"You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees

for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves."
- an excerpt from Wild Geese by Mary Oliver

I love these words. I love how they resonate in my heart and make me feel. I love the thought of "SOFT ANIMAL OF MY BODY " loving what it loves.

I was first introduced to Mary Oliver by a wonderful Goddess named Dr. Jane Miner who I met at the Green Valley Spa in Utah. She shared with me Mary Oliver's The Journey.

The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,

though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice--
though the whole house began to tremble
and you felt the old tug at your ankles.

"Mend my life!" each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,

though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations,

though their melancholy was terrible.
It was already late enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen branches and stones.
But little by little, as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds,

and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own,
that kept you company as you strode deeper and deeper into the world,

determined to do the only thing you could do--
determined to save the only life you could save .

These words started me on my journey to find the soft animal within and finally be FREE. It gave me an opportunity to question and explore different paths then what I felt was the "WAY" dictated by our society and enforced by the media and movies and magazines. It made me reassess what I really thought I had to do.

Goddess Mary's words and Goddess Jane's life coaching (her prodding and wonderful questions) gave me permission to listen to that one quiet voice within and turn off all the other voices (within and outside of me) who were directing me how and who to be.

Slowly, slowly, one baby step at a time, I shed the trappings of who I thought I was a

nd what I had to do. I let go of what I thought was aesthetically pleasing and let my true ANIMAL nature come out.

I let my hair grow long, I stopped making it lighter or darker depending on the season and let my natural color and glow return.

No more heels - tee hee!!! and no more back-aches, head-aches, bunions. Finally letting my spine realign itself for comfort and ease of body rather than "having to do" sexy.

No more make-up. No more layers of color to make myself look better or enhance my self. Just me the way Nature intended me to be.

No more perfumes to give me a scent that is not my own. My true scent, my soft animal scent is so very appealing it seems to be attracting all sorts of interesting people & Meows and Bow Wows into my life. Tee hee!!!

And the funny thing is letting go of all these things that I thought I had to do has given me permission to be real. Not having to do any thing has freed up so much energy and time. It's given me the opportunity to find out about ME - what I am passionate about, what revs up my juices, what I truly love. It has freed me to BE instead of do - back to being a HUMAN BEAN instead of a human doing.