Phillies Filly

Congratulations to the 2008 World Series Champions, the Philadelphia Phillies.
Although, I was at a meeting tonight and missed seeing the game in real time, I watched the replay of this historical game and thought it was wonderful. In my opinion, both the Tampa players and the fans are/were too green to have merited winning the Series. The Rays made a great showing and after all, they did make it to The Show...the realllly big Show, but they did not have the stuff it takes to be champions this time. All in all, it was good baseball playing and I shall miss it.

Last night, Don and I were waxing poetically and nostalgically about our childhood and memories of our past. We talked about icons and images we shared. We listed a bunch of references that would out trivia Trivial Pursuit. It was an amazing flashback at our history and I felt like quite the Baby Boomer. Today would have been my grandmother's 109th birthday. Pansy Mae Dale was born in Kansas in 1899. That is an odd factoid to wrap around. Being the woman who raised me, Nanny was so much the mother figure for most of my life. There are still many times when I think about her and of late, many things I wish I could share with her about my life, my marriage, my work. I would especially like her to know that in addition to how grateful I am for what she taught me that still influences who I am, I am now a grown-up and have a different appreciation and perspective about life and the world at large. It would be nice if I could sit down and talk to her and of course, now I would invite my mom to join us for this conversation.

It has been an interesting week with a whole plethora of emotions and energies in a swirl. A lot of changes, a lot of transitions which I believe are part of a bigger transformation going on for the planet. This is an important time to sustain and perhaps even increase one's spiritual practices. For there is much for each of us to do.

Oh, what the heck--let's just go rogue, shall we?

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Anonymous said…
I've always liked and respected rogue Abby. A true original, speaking her truth, telling it all to us all.

I'm fondly remembering our experience at the Prac I class on sexualities to which you invited Abby and Danielle and me. Abby and I had a ritual we developed: She shared with me the way that she remembered people's names, by associating the name with a central characteristic of each person. For example, I was "Melodious Mel." When I asked how I could remember her same, she suggested "Able Abby." We shortened it: She greeted me with "hi Melodious," and I responded with "hi Able. It was sweet.

from Mel Karmen (published with his permission)

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