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Archive for March, 2005

Last Day of March

The madness will continue into April. All these trips and events break the time up nicely but make me feel broken up when it comes to finding my priorities. Last weekend was Easter weekend and I wanted to make Noah my priority for at least a while before more madness continued.
We watched Death to Smoochy and both found it an incredible movie. Yes it was a little overly dramatic, but it was better than boring. We loved the comic book style play of colour and shadows.
On Saturday we drove up to Whistler for lunch (no skiing this year, maybe learn next). It was quite dreary and cold outside but there was a local cafe there that made an amazing mocha that kept me toasty and warm. I hope to come back some day when the sun does that for me.
On the way up there was a 20 minute wait on the road, a bus had driven into the ditch. I felt really bad for all the people that would have been on that bus. Then I felt even worse for the bus driver (assuming he was sober) as all those people were probably quite upset with him.
The drive up was still breathtaking for me. I’m used to the mountains, but was amazed by the drive along the water, with the islands north of Vancouver in the distance. The fog made it surreal.

On the way back down the sun started to peak out from the clouds as it was setting. Noah had some great tunes going on and I felt really at peace. Just enjoying the drive, the day, what was around me and how lucky I was to be there.


That night we went to The Life Aquatic With Steve Zissou again with Adam, Jeannine, and Adam’s cousin John. Afterwards we played this great little board game, Carcassone. It was fairly easy to pick up but was challenging enough in the amount of strategical effort you could put in. I recommend it. Although I recommend most of everything that I put in here. I should start talking about things that I recommend not seeing / doing / going to.
Anyway, it’s time for me to get on a bus. Today I’m going to a workshop on getting back on track with my thesis (yikes!). I hope I can get something from it because I feel way to busy to be going to these workshops now. I’m leaving for Portland on Saturday morning and have a lot of packing to do before then. Hopefully I will blog blog blog everyday while I’m there.

Getting Off My Feet

It’s been a while since I posted anything. This is probably because I feel as though anything I post must be smart or funny or insightful. Either that or I feel conflicted when posting on my homepage; who will read it? What do they want or do not want to know about me? We all have multiple facets to our personality and we use context to decide which ones to show. This is my homepage, what is supposed to be a general portal to things meg open to family and friends and colleagues. The context it ill-defined. I don’t want to define it. I’d rather post “general meg”.
So this is general. I’ve been busy, or at least feeling really busy (had time to finish watching all consecutive x-files episodes). Research and work motivation has gone up.
Fitness motivation is on the rise. I started taking yoga classes seriously and have been really enjoying them. They are hard, I find them hard, I find myself soft but everytime I go I feel like there is one more thing that I can do. Even though I usually also find something I cannot do or that I was doing wrong, there is always that +1 in level. Today the class went into crane (or crow) pose, something that I have never come close to doing. Today I lifted one foot off the ground, pressing into my hands, feeling the strength needed from my wrists. I leaned forward into my arms and for a few seconds, had both feet off the ground. That had been a challenge for me in previous classes, getting my feet off the ground. Part of it is from a lack of strength in my arms, strength I’m trying to build. Another part is from uncertainty I have in my body. My practice is about many things and one of them is developing trust in myself, trust in what I can do and how I can support myself. It’s like that exercise where you fall back into someone’s arms. In this case I’m letting myself fall forward, letting my feet leave the ground.