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Something Good

After a bitchy rant yesterday, I think it's time to visit the other side of life. We hear too much about turmoil and strife. Personal dramas eat up our minds. Worry wastes our creativity and dampens our joy. So, let's just take a few moments to talk about something good. This morning, I dropped off the kid at school and then went for a 2 mile walk. At 9am, it's not hot yet. The sun isn't a ball of hate in the sky. And today, there's a terrific breeze coming in from the north. I loaded up my iPod with new musics, grabbed my bottle of water and set out. There's something peaceful about going through the neighborhood when everyone is at work. It's so quiet and calm. Life seems suspended for a short time. Times like that I can really hear myself think, sure, but I think too much. I appreciate these times all the more because I can cherish silence. I can hear the Universe talk to me, or we can just be quiet together. I can let my mind go. I don't have to think about schedules, housework, lists, or if I packed up everything the kiddo needed for school. No. This time is mine to just let my mind shut down or wander at its leisure.Today, my new music included the Tron Legacy Reconfigured soundtrack. Daft Punk's work remixed by Crystal Method, Photek, Moby and others. Yeah. As if Daft Punk wasn't awesome enough, add Crystal Method and it's a soundgasm. So, as I'm letting those beats get into my blood, my mind starts spinning stories, daydreams. I won't tell you what they are as I hold the superstitious belief that if you tell your dreams they won't come true. But they were good. They were full of the hope and optimism that I've been missing lately. And yes, they involved Jeff Bridges, but that's probably because I watched Tron Legacy last night and plan on pilfering my digital copy for sound bites and screen caps. Come on, it's The Dude! He should be in all daydreams because he gives that quality of Zenlike calm, man.

But I digress.

So I'm walking along and this breeze hits me in the face full of the scent of sunshine, honeysuckles, blooming roses and horseflesh from the farm just up ahead. And in that moment I felt like to complete ass. I've been keeping my eyes to the ground lately. I've been missing this. I've had blinders on to joy, to radiance. It's so easy to fall into that mire of pessimism. It's everywhere in the media right now. Closing out those negative influences, though...just letting myself spend 45 minutes with music and the Universe...yeah.

The world is so beautiful. Those honeysuckles smell so fresh. The grass is so green right now. Birds are singing. Everything is so freaking awesome. And in that moment, I remembered that I'm part of the world. I'm not a member of some overlord race hellbent on destroying everything. I'm not fat, ugly, talentless or any of the other things the voices in my head sometimes have to say. I'm part of this beauty. I add to it. In that moment of taking joy in the Universe, I realize the feeling is mutual.

There is much to be thankful for. There is much joy. And right now, that sense of wonder and peace courses through my veins along with Daft Punk + Sander Kleinenberg. It's been a while, but it's Friday and verily I say unto you:

BOOMDEYADA!

So, what about you, huh? Hit the comments and make like the old song says, "Tell me something good."

Giving Thanks

So, it's that time of year here in the States where we celebrate all that we are blessed to have by being gluttonous bastards, watching football and hugging family. This year, I have much to be thankful for and couldn't begin to count my blessings.But, I'd like to take a moment to brag about my husband.

I know I often write about how awesome my daughter is and of the myriad reasons I love that munchkin, but she didn't come from no where. Her dad had a lot to do with that. Sean, my husband, is amazing. Just one little drop in the bucket as to why I love him ... this conversation from last night whilst watching the Dancing With The Stars finale.

Sean: Would you want to see Jeff Bridges on this show? Me: Is there anything I don't want to see Jeff Bridges on? Sean: (voice growing stern) Our. Bed.

We both just started cackling. He's not really the possessive type, as is evident in the fact that he humors my strange, unholy obsession with Adam Savage. For the record: yes, I do love Jeff Bridges. I'm stoked to see Tron: Legacy, I think he's an awesome actor and his voice is right up there with Morgan Freeman for bedtime stories. Hell, I've based one of my favorite characters in my book on the man! What else can I say? The dude abides.

But, for all his Flynntastic awesomeness and pretty blue eyes, Jeff Bridges doesn't hold a candle to my husband. My own personal, punslinging hobbit who puts up with my shit. He married a writer, he's a special kind of crazy.

So, this year, among the great many things I am thankful for: Sean, my husband.  My geek who got me into gaming, Babylon 5 and sci-fi/fantasy books. He keeps me warm when I am cold. He reminds me to laugh at myself when I am too serious. He's been an amazing rock of support. He celebrates my successes. He helps me through the rough spots. Anything that has come at us, we have faced together, and it's awesome to have that kind of a partner. Every day I am thankful that he is in my life.

Thank you, Sean.