My First (Wonderful) Saturday

Yesterday Gwen, from The Yoga Space, told me about a meeting today of the American Associate of University Women, with the featured talk being about women in Islamic Society.

The speaker was a Jewish American woman (who happens to be in charge of the art programs at Ingram High School). She met, at a play in London, a Malaysian dignitary and ended up marrying him and living with him in Malaysia.  She reminded me of a cross between Jane Alexander & Rita Rudner. Her talk included a slide show and personal anecdotes and was fascinating. I introduced myself afterwards, asked her if she knew about Poetry Out Loud (she didn’t) and told her I’m going to call her at school.

Lunch followed. The women at my table were friendly and warm. One of them volunteers at the library and asked if I’d like to help sort books for their book sale. Of course! Driving home, I passed it – a lovely round modern building, I can’t wait to be affiliated with the library, get a library card and start reading again!

She and I were the last two people to leave – she grew up in Auburn CA, which is very similar in typography to the Coarsegold/Oakhurst area, so we talked about our love of the mountains and how the Hill Country here is very similar. You just don’t have the high Sierras in the background.

My poor mother is home now but swelling up like a balloon. I’m not sure if it’s from the antibiotics, or what. Her main doctor is on vacation. Lauren’s been a big help but she’s not a doctor, so we have to wait until Dr. Yank returns from where ever he is.

This afternoon I started hanging paintings and can’ t find The Tadpole Galaxy. I talked to John in Coarsegold – where he said there was thunder but no rain – and he said it’s not there, that I have it somewhere. ARRGGGHHH! I do not see it. And I thought I was so organized!

I did clear 1/2 the garage, though, and can park inside. Yay.

Also, on the way home today I picked up the schedule of classes at Yoga Space and note there is Bhakti Yoga Devotion tomorrow from 10 – 11:30 so I think I’ll go to that, instead of the Methodist Church. It’s been over twenty years since I went to Self Realization Fellowship in Pacific Palisades where we sat for long periods of meditation, so we’ll see how I do. I may need a more “peppy” service. I sure miss the Positive Living Center – the music, laughter, love.

I’ll try to remember that “Love is All There Is” and that it takes many forms, if I get antsy tomorrow.

Tonight: Go Iowa! (College Football)