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Stick a Needle in My…

In choose your destiny, musings, synchronicity on November 8, 2010 at 5:20 pm


Was that a needle you just poked in my ear or are you just…?

And it wasn’t just one needle–it was five needles—in each ear!

Nope, I wasn’t exploring my masochistic side (well, not too much!), instead I had my very first experience with acupuncture. And although there was a teeny twinge of ouchness, it lasted but a second. And for the next hour, I simply relaxed, meditated and felt really grounded.

[A feat this live-in-her-header often struggles with!]

Ironically, needle-piercing sandwiched my weekend.

You see, last night I got my second tattoo.

On the inside of my left wrist, my first tattoo reads, “take a deep breath.” And now my second tattoo—on my other wrist—reads, “be here now.”

[More words for this not-so-grounded lady to live by!]

Perhaps a smidge of pain to get to that desired, grounded calm…


It’s a Sign

In choose your destiny on November 1, 2010 at 4:48 pm



On. Off.

The electric sign on the side of the freeway queried: “Terror Tips?” (Which was then followed by a toll-free number.)

A remnant from Halloween? I think not.

For some reason the wording of this blinking sign snagged a little spot in my mind.

“Terror Tips?”

[Sure, I get it, I was driving along the Capital Beltway and we all need to be aware, and there are “bad guys” out there and…I know, I know, I know]

But think about it—how does seeing the word “terror” blazing in your eyes on a Monday morning commute affect your psyche?

You see, I believe that we see what we want to see. And if we’re focusing on “terror,” no doubt, that’s what we’ll see.

[Naïve? Perhaps. But that’s my story and I’m sticking to it, folks! :D]

So how about we change that blinking sign? I think “Joy Tips,” “Peace Tips” or “Happiness Tips” has a much better vibe.

In fact, I figure that the word “terrorist” is passé! Let’s start a new label.

mmm…what sounds good to you?

“Hi, my name’s Tracy and I’m a peace-ist.”

“Look at me, I’m a joy-ist!”

What about…
“Yes, I’m a harmony-tarian.”

They’ve got a good ring, don’t they. In fact, I’m sure I’m the tipping point!

Yep—no doubt, you’ll be seeing t-shirts, buttons and campaigns declaring these great phrases. We’ll start a wave of change. Remember, you heard it first here! (tee-hee!)

Cheers, my friends!


PS: Further down the beltway a sign blinked, “Expect Major Delays.” I expected smooth sailing and that’s exactly what I got! Magic, huh?

Could You?

In choose your destiny, musings on June 2, 2010 at 7:14 pm

I mean, would you?

Would you…please?

You see, I had a second interview today and there’s the big ol’ part of me that’s afraid to hope. So could you…well, would you hope for me?

Crossing my fingers, my toes, my eyes and…well…just about anything that’ll cross!

Here’s hoping, friend.


Wonder of Words

In choose your destiny, grateful, musings on April 29, 2010 at 7:24 pm

Got a sweet email from a once-loved lover, who shared with me the power of a poet–the magic of words…check it out.

Speak Up!

In choose your destiny, painting with light on April 12, 2010 at 6:31 pm

Visited the Newseum yesterday–and from an exhibit on Elvis, to a powerful one on September 11, the Newseum is such an inspiring museum.

One of the coolest things? Seeing portions of the Berlin Wall. Check ’em out!

Seeing Clearly

In choose your destiny on January 23, 2010 at 6:31 pm

“Honestly, Gaylene,” I said to my sister this week, “I don’t ever see myself getting a job.”

Our conversation continued as we chatted about the economy and life. But here I am, a few days later, and that little phrase keeps snagging my attention.

“…don’t ever see myself getting a…”

“…see myself…”

OMG—I get it! I stopped visioning.

You see, once upon a time I imaged up the sweetest home in the quaintest town. I saw it. I knew it. And I even drew it. And one day…I drove down a perfect little street and there it was: for sale!

(Damn, I was good at visioning!) [pat-pat-patting myself on the back]

And then my life shifted, stretched, and well…the image faded.

And I stopped visioning.

And here’s my big confession: I stopped believing that visioning worked. (And honestly, it got so dark that I couldn’t even think of a single thing to vision!)

[Granted, that darned, internal negadob voice didn’t help as it bemoaned, “That dream didn’t work out so what makes you think this hoodoo-voodoo imaging will work now?!”]

[Oh, hush, you old poop!]

So here goes: Eyes closed. What do I see?

  1. Oooh, an invitation to speak at TED. Cool. Very cool indeed!
  2. Chatting with Oprah on her Soul Series. Yes, yes, I can see it.
  3. Painting. Really? That’s a new one, but I like it.
  4. Spiritual and Creative Unearthing Workshps. Ooohhh…I’m excited to teach those!
  5. Zoëful Noise Community Art Projects. I can’t wait to start those!
  6. and…

Looking Up

In choose your destiny, movies on January 17, 2010 at 5:00 pm

As a rainbow of colorful balloons loft, the old house pulls from its foundation and goes up…Up…UP!

And so the set-in-his-ways man heads off to fulfill a pre-planned adventure (one he’d surely outgrown years ago).

With his past strapped to his back, Carl trudges along, and only when he releases his past does the real adventure begin—Carl begins to live.

Yes, I watched Pixar’s “Up” last night and, no, it’s not a kids’ movie. Oh, I’m sure they would love it but the story touched my soul (and tear ducts!) the moment it started.

[mmm…what’s that behind me?]

You’ve gotta check out the artistry in the movie—I loved the prism as the sun shone through the balloo…

[what the…what’s there hovering behind me?!]

Oh, and I loved that opening sequence—I can’t believe how beautifully the creators told an entire lifetime in a few simple moments.

[WHAT is that?!]

OMG…look at it.

Look at that! I’ve been lugging my past along with me and, just like Carl, it’s holding me back from my true adventure.


[Come on, little fingers, release the strings…let them go…]

Connecting My Ah-has

In books, choose your destiny, exercises on January 12, 2010 at 7:50 pm


Oh, and ah-ha!


Yes, Ainslie MacLeod’s book, The Instruction–Living the Life Your Soul Intended, was riddled with ah-has for me.

MacLeod’s systematic approach, helped me ponder my path, while helping me identify some common threads.

My biggest ah-ha? Is that I’m here to connect.

Shift Happens

In choose your destiny, exercises on January 11, 2010 at 9:03 pm

a decade of trajectory shifts

[Glasses donned, appropriately thoughtful look, a pensive finger at the side of my head…]

“Newton’s first law of motion,” said in my most scholarly tone, “hypothesizes that a body in motion will stay in motion unless acted on by an outside force.”


I’d be fibbing if I said I ponder physics all day long, however I have been contemplating my life’s trajectory and how Mr. Newton’s law affects that trajectory.

I mean, you’re going along and…wham!…something happens and life shifts—yes, the bumper sticker was right, “shift happens.”

To help me make sense of my trajectory, I made a map of some of the shifts I’ve experienced over the past 10–15 years, and funny thing, from a 30,000-foot perspective, there’s no “goodness” or “badness,” the shifts just…are.

And, at a 30,000-foot perspective, it’s easy to see commonalities, threads and how at-the-moment crises, really were just…shifts.

(Too bad I don’t always live at a 30,000-foot level, but…I digress!)

And the coolest part about my map, is that I am still in motion. Yes, I’ve had hiccups and shifts that felt like earthquakes, but I’m still moving.

[And since I’ve felt stuck for the past few years, knowing I’m still moving is sooo reassuring!]

Today’s Lesson

In choose your destiny on January 4, 2010 at 11:14 pm

“And…Crater Lake should…be….right…here,” I said out loud.

Except I couldn’t see a thing.

Why? Although that morning’s forecast called for a partly cloudy day, I’d driven straight into a mostly cloudy patch!

I laughed at the spectacular view (or lack thereof!), turned on the headlights and slowly proceeded through the thick fog that surrounded me.

No, I couldn’t really see where I was going, as the visibility was so darned low, but I simply trusted that the road was actually going to lead me somewhere.

And looking back on it, that road actually did lead me somewhere. It was on that road when I decided to move to Oregon. And moving to Oregon triggered a passion for believing in the Universe, and healing, and listening to my heart, and….

And living in Oregon triggered my cross-country move to Maryland. And living here brought me to this moment.

And in this moment I feel like I’m on that mountain again, trying to see through the thick fog.

My lesson? Trust. Trust the Universe that the road I’m on is actually going to lead me somewhere.