Class Notes

I'm cleaning off my desk and came across some notes I seem to have written during my time in massage school. I went through massage school in '97/'98 so why these notes are on my business desk is as much a mystery to me as it is to you.

Another case documenting my pack-rattiness.

Anyway, I can only guess I'm keeping it because the stuff on the paper is kinda cool. Or maybe just that it seems to be a better example of my print writing. (The stuff btw [ ] are written symbols but I don't know how to put that stuff here, so I've written what the symbols are. The phrase btw * * is someone else's handwriting.)

Here's everything that's on this page...

Knowledge [sign for "does not equal"] awareness
Knowledge & awareness


5 universal symbols for religion
[circle] [square, possibly a rectangle] [triangle] [plus sign] [swirl]


Another evening of worship at the altar of the groin
*That's where my breath stops!* (Morality)


graffito - graffiti plural


In 60's drug-taking to experience; expand the mind
Now - drug-abuse to escape


The 1st thing a person says is just throat-clearing.


Everything changes except the soul.

(Back of page...)

When the 5 senses and the mind are still, and reason itself rests in silence, then begins the path supreme. This calm steadiness of the senses is called yoga. Be watchful because yoga comes and goes.
-- Katha Upanishad --


The 4 yogas (margas: paths)

1. Inane - path of knowledge
2. Karma - path of selfless work/action
3. Bhakti - path of devotion
4. Raja - path of psychophysical experiments


The 4 stages of Life (Rhythms of life)

1. Brahmacharya - student
2. Grihasthya - householder
3. Vanaprasthya - hermit
4. Sannyasim - wandering mendicant (beggar)

The 1st 1/2 of my life is text,
The 2nd 1/2 of my life is commentary.

That's it. I know, I know - random much? Judging by the notes on the back of the page, I'm thinking this was done during my yoga class with the amazing woman who ended up being my therapist. As you can see from the front of the page, random things come to my mind and I write them down. Of course, if you've read this blog for any amount of time, you already know that.

Writing down the commentary, Ruth!

A Measure Of Restraint

I've been remarkably well-contained this week. At least for me, that is.

Monday, I had a lunch meeting with a manager I'm finding candidates for. It was on the other side of Denver and I had the foresight to get an audio book from the library. The drive didn't take as long as I'd anticipated so now I'm halfway through a book on tape and the only tape player is in the minivan! It's a thriller, so I can't listen to it when the kids are in the car. sigh.

Since I was out that way, I stopped at the ever-popular Showers of Flowers yarn shop. Shop. hmm. Warehouse! It doesn't look anything like a warehouse inside or out but it's just. That. Big. The place is well known for it's size, selection and perfectly beehive-coiffed older women who run it. I didn't buy a thing! They didn't have anything that really jumped out and grabbed me and the stuff I thought about buying, I realized I can get in Parker. There was some very tempting, dark green Karabella 8, but I resisted.

I volunteer in my 1st-grader's class every other Tues. from 9-10:30a. And he's not even in the class at that time - he gets sent over to the 2nd grade class for reading time then. I don't know how the teachers do it. There are several kids who.... well, they could certainly use a little discipline in their lives. It was all I could do to keep from smacking one of them! He was so disrespectful to the teacher and his fellow classmates. And he's not the only one. I don't know how she does it. I already said that but it bears repeating. Teachers are saints.

On Wednesday, I'm upstairs working when my 4 yr old runs into my room making a weird whining noise. I look and he's got a big, green boogie in his nose. I get a tissue for him and help him out. I tell him, "You know, you're going to be 5 soon. You can get your own tissues!"
Him: I know. I just wanted to show you.
Me: Gee. Thanks.

Thursday, the little one took a 2 and 1/2 hour nap! And the new kitty slept on top of him the whole time. I kept checking on them and every time, D2 was in a new position and the cat was still on top of him. I wanted to get a pic but whenever I checked on them, the cat would look at me sleepily and I knew if I went downstairs for the camera, kitty would follow.

Today, I had another lunch meeting - this time with a candidate. It was at P.F. Chang's in downtown Denver. MapQuest is a big fat liar! It took me forever to find the joint and even longer to find Strawberry Tree Yarn Shop after lunch.

There's these other bloggers who had the fantastic idea to go to all the yarn stores in Colorado they've never been to and buy a skein from each and make a Colorado blanket. F'n brilliant! I am playing along on a much smaller scale and I think it's a great idea for everyone. Make your own state blanket! Mine's going to be greens and blues with some browns thrown in. It'll be strictly sock yarn. I got a skein of Lonesome Stone sock yarn in Mountain Pine color and a skein of Dale of Norway Harlequin in a tweed blue. (The Harlequin is just in case I decide to go with worsted instead of sock yarn. I'm thinking this may be the case, as it'll open up my options. We'll see.)

I may have had a stumble down the stash stairs today on Etsy. Bollocks!

Yarn diets are so boring, Ruth!