Arizona Girl

Thursday, September 28, 2006

Start today!

Notes from Smart Women Finish Rich workshop

Pay yourself first
Save now and often
Educate yourself
Track expenses for one month
Organize your financial life
Help parents get their finances organized
Keep beneficiaries up to date
Women should save at least 12% of their gross income
What is important about money to you?
Are you spending your money in ways that coincide with your values?
Do I value purchasing this more than my fiancial security?

Goals are dreams with deadlines

Goals should be:
Specific
Measurable
Achievable
Compatible
Shared with friends or family
Written down
Acted upon within 48 hours

What are your life goals?
What are your financial goals?
What are your career goals?

Ask and you shall receive

I wanted a pandora.com for books and today I received it. www.librarything.com.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Kindness

I learned today that when you practice kindness serotonin is released in your body. Wikipedia says "serotonin is believed to play an important role in the regulation of mood, sleep, emesis (vomiting), sexuality and appetite. Serotonin has been thought to play a part in many disorders, notably as part of the biochemistry of depression, migraine, bipolar disorder and anxiety. Recent research suggests that serotonin also plays an important role in liver regeneration and acts as a mitogen (induces cell division) throughout the body." Wow!

Monday, September 25, 2006

I'm an official yoga teacher!

I got my first yoga teaching gig! I will be teaching a gentle class on Thursdays at the Bikram Phoenix studio. I don't know any of the details yet but yay!

Thursday, September 21, 2006

New Thoughts

I learned in yoga class today that psychologists have discovered that 80% of the thoughts we had yesterday we will have again today. So in order to make changes in your life you first have to change your thoughts. And the first step towards changing your thoughts is to begin to recognize the thoughts you are having. What new thoughts have you had today?

Welcome Family and Friends

I realized one of the reasons for my secrecy is fear. And since I have decided not to let my fear prevent me from doing anything I am sharing my blog with my family and friends. So welcome everyone!

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Don't listen to what other people say, especially yourself!

"You'll never amount to anything." - Einstein's Greek teacher

"If you hear a voice within you say 'you cannot paint,' by all means paint, and that voice will be silenced." - Vincent Van Gogh

Fractious and vociferous

Kelly said I was fractious and vociferous. I call it angry and drunk. Either way, I like it. It makes me feel powerful and motivated. Where do you draw the line between compassion and complacency? How do you serve your own wishes while trying to serve the wishes of others? Or it is more important to let the fractious and vociferous voice inside be expressed more often?

Quivers, fletching, form masters and bare bowing


Kelly's new passion is archery so I am learning all about quivers, fletching, form masters and bare bowing. Kikona is learning that a bow case makes a perfect bed.

Monday, September 18, 2006

A Parable

By Barbara Stanny

Once upon a time there was a farmer who lived at the edge of a forest where a horrible monster dwelled. The monster was mean, ugly and threatened to destroy everything. To protect himself, the farmer built walls around his property. But no matter how high the walls the farmer built, or how strong they were, the monster tore them down.
One day the farmer sat at his hearth, poking the embers, trying to spark a flame. He was cold and he was tired.
"My life has become unmanageable," he thought. "All I do is build and rebuild walls. My crops are dying. My wife and children have left. My friends rarely come around, and those who do only complain about the monster. I'm tired of living like this. I can't take it anymore..."
At that very moment, a Fairy Godmother appeared. She introduced herself to the farmer, and offered him a wish.
"I want the monster to go away," the farmer cried immediately.
"I can't make monsters disappear," she told him.
"But I can show you how to do it."
"Anything, I'll do anything," the farmer exclaimed.
"You must go into the woods and find the monster," the Fairy Godmother said. "Then look it in the eye and embrace it."
The farmer was horrified. "I can't do that. It'll kill me."
"It's already killing you." The Fairy Godmother said gently.
The farmer was silent. She was right. He had little to lose. "All right," he said firmly. "I'll do it."
"Know this," the Fairy Godmother said. "You won't be alone." And in an instant, she was gone.
The farmer was frightened but determined. Off he went into the woods. Deeper and deeper he traveled.
"This is crazy," he thought, pushing back branches. "I've spent my whole life trying to keep the monster away, and now I'm going looking for it. How do I know this will work? Why am I taking this risk?"
He was just about to turn back when he heard a fierce growl, felt the earth tremble, and there miles above him, loomed the most hideous creature he had ever seen. The farmer stood frozen. He wanted to run back to his walls, back to the safety of his cold, lonely cabin. But something kept him there, and he knew what it was. His pain had gotten worse than his fear.
So he looked up, right into the monster's eyes, and something amazing happened. The monster starting shrinking. Smaller and smaller it grew until it was no bigger than he was. Then the farmer went over and touched it, cautiously.
"Embrace it," he heard the words echo from a distance.
The farmer took a deep breath and put his arms around the monster's neck, tentatively at first, then more willingly. And to his surprise, the monster became so tiny it could fit in the palm of his hand. He scooped it up and stared at it. It was no longer a threat. But the farmer had a sudden thought. What if it grows back?
Again, he heard the reassuring voice. "When you learn to face what makes you fearful, it need never control you again."
At last, the farmer was free, and all the energy he had put into building walls was his for building a new life. His shoulders grew straighter. A smile cracked his face. "I had this power all along," he realized in amazement. "Imagine what's possible now!"
And the voice whispered back, "Believe me, this is only the beginning..."

Thursday, September 14, 2006

Herb of the (Cooked) Chicken



This is a small-bracted dayflower, otherwise known as hierba de pollo. Kelly and I saw this flower on the Oracle highway on our way down the backside of Mt. Lemmon from Summerhaven. This flower has not blossomed completely. When fully open there are two blue petals that look like ears.

Monkeys, Apes, and Yoga

Jim told the following at yoga class tonight. He said that the difference between how monkeys and apes swing through the trees has to do with when they let go. Monkeys will not let go with the first hand until they have a hold of a branch with the second hand. Apes, however, will let go with the first hand and fly free through the air 10 or 15 feet before grabbing another branch. What relationships, jobs, or possessions are you holding onto that you won't let go of until you have a replacement in hand? What if you were to let go and fly free?

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Tea Bag Wisdom

When God made time, He made enough of it.
- Celtic saying

Monday, September 11, 2006

I'm mad at Dean Koontz, J. Maarten Troost, I love you

The back of the book reads: "If you don't take this note to the police and get them involved, I will kill a lovely blond schoolteacher somewhere in Napa County. If you do take this note to the police, I will instead kill an elderly woman active in charity work. You have six hours to decide. The choice is yours." So of course I'm hooked. Especially since I found the book in the bathroom of the cabin we rented at Hannagan Meadow Lodge. But I didn't have time to finish the book at the lodge and had to check it out from the library. But now it's making me anxious. And Dean has already killed off one of the main characters and I've had enough. I'm not playing your game anymore, Dean. I won't be entertained by your lurid descriptions of murder no matter how curious I am to find out who dunnit. The book is going back to the library tomorrow. But perhaps my distaste also comes from the fact that I just today finished The Sex Lives of Cannibals by J. Maarten Troost. There are no murders in this book except for those alluded to at Tab North (aka Knife Island) and the only horrid details are of the scatological kind. Troost tells the true story about living on the South Pacific Island of Kiribati (pronounced Kir-ee-bas) and I laughed the entire way through the book. I just found out he has another book called Getting Stoned with Savages. So maybe I'll trade in Dean and continue my adventures with Troost. I'll trade in my anxiety for silliness. I want a pandora.com for books. Is there such a thing? Not that I really need more books on my plate. The nightstand is no longer visible under the pile of books.

What's all the fuss about?

I wanna blog too!! I never thought I would say that but I do. I like the idea of journaling and having it all stored online but the fact that it is public freaks me out. So right now it's my secret. Shhh. Don't tell anyone.