You most likely inferred from the name of my blog that I love words. Playing with vocabulary and learning new words is a hobby of mine, a mental gymnastics of sort.
To help with my erudition I follow @HaggardsHawks on Twitter, which shares obscure words, facts, and etymology. I learned a new word today which immediately resonated with me.
At the beginning of this month I set myself a goal of writing daily and posting for #SOL17. As of this post I completed what I set out to do. Hence I’m telesiurgic!
Living vicariously through another’s written words
Down from sky, misting all below.
This six word memoir is inspired by the current weather, a common occurrence in the Pacific Northwest, a temperate rainforest that results in our lush green surroundings.
Pausing to acknowledge good in life.
I’m a huge fan of Scottish singer songwriter Emeli Sandé. I’ve long awaited the follow up to her album Our Version of Events. I am grateful for her music as her soaring lyrics and breathtaking vocals take me away.
On Saturday I listened to her sophomoric album Long live the Angels. It was just what I needed to uplift me. (I woke up with a bad pain day).
“I believe in miracles
‘Cause it’s a miracle I’m here
Guess you could call me spiritual
‘Cause physical is fear”
is the opening verse to Emeli Sandé’s song Breathing Underwater. This song spoke to me of the resiliency of the human spirit. I listened to this song on repeat and told myself:
I can overcome.
I can get through another day.
Today may be awful but I can get through it.
I can breath underwater.
Mind, body, spirit meet on mat.
One thing I appreciate about living in Vancouver is the diversity and quality of restaurants. Over Spring Break I tried two new to me restaurants. Chau Veggie Express is a vegetarian/vegan Vietnamese neighborhood eatery. I had their Power salad which was absolutely scrumptious.
Today I went to El Pulgarcito an El Savadorian/Mexican restaurant. I shared an appetizer of papusas and had fish tacos as my main course. I washed it all down with freshly made Agua de Jamaica (Hibiscus tea). Yummy!
At the end of today’s yoga class the instructor said, “think of one thing you are grateful for in the past 24 hours.” Sitting on top of the bolster with hands clasped before my heart a rush of ‘things’ flowed through me, tumbling through my thoughts so rapidly that I was content I had many things to be thankful for . . .
Getting to the mat today. Enjoying the class. Having fun with a new instructor. Laughing at myself for falling down in a balance pose (a regular occurrence). The joy of being able to even attend a yoga class, after several years hiatus do to a broken down body. The physiotherapist who got me to this point. A heart to heart hour long chat last night with a friend who truly gets the challenge it’s been for me to be physically active. Oh! This stream of consciousness of gratitude is something I can and want to write about for Slice of Life. So, so grateful for the Two Writing Teachers to host this challenge. Finding a writing community, excercising my craft has made my heart sing. Being creative with words gives me inner peace. Glad that WordPress has a draft option so I can expunge all that I want to say, before heading home, otherwise all these thoughts demanding to be written down would be dancing around my head with increasing pressure.
All that from one simple request.