Meditation, 2010 Mara Ripasso, Grilled Lamb, and "Eat Pray Love"

It's Saturday night, the day before St. Patrick's Day (woo-hoo) (ok, whatever, who cares).    Oh, and my BFF (Natalie) has just reminded me that my "ex" husband's name is Patrick.   I suddenly hate St. Patrick's Day.  And I'm even a wee bit Irish.    Ryan's me last name.

I woke up this morning after having THEEEEEE worst confrontation of my life with "the jerk" (for the sake of this post, he's "the jerk" - I'll be nicer tomorrow).    When I woke this morning, I decided that the conversations with "the jerk" needed to leave every cell of my body, and how I would do this would be practicing my newly found meditation practice.      I stumbled across a free Meditation session at our local University and attended it last Saturday.     I must say, it was the most interesting and freeing experience of my life - yup, I think I can say that for sure.     You will likely hear me 'stretch the truth' a little for the purpose of an example, but seriously, this was ah-mazing.    I actually cried.   Yes, I cried.  That means nothing to you because you don't know me yet.  Crying does not come freely to me (hello Shrink, I am your perfect patient).    We were doing meditation and the Prof decided to use the "singing bowls".      W.E.L.L.     Tears pouring down my face.   Embarrassment extraordinaire.    But then realized everyone else had their eyes closed.    OMG I was crying in front of people (who had their eyes closed). 

So, I decided to resume my practice at home.  And what better time, than after a 'break up' conversation eh?  (thought I'd give this a little Canadiana).      So I moved some furniture out of the spare bedroom (where I'm sleeping - oh by the way, I pay the mortgage), and set up a little candle and put the pillow from my bed, and made my first attempt at meditating.    I liked it.  I wasn't good at it.   I had a really hard time emptying my thoughts, but felt it was a good effort.

So here I sit with my BFF now on this Saturday night, after a delicious dinner of grilled lamb, asparagus salad (see below), great wine (see title) and you guessed it, we are watching Eat Pray Love.    Did I mention that this past week I booked a trip to Nepal????  Oh, yes, I did.  I am 45 and I booked at 12 day yoga and meditation trip to Nepal trekking through the Himalaya's.      November 1st.  Scared has hell.   But liberated beyond belief.

I am staying over night, because I can't handle being in my own house, that I pay for solely.    I did burn some sage today in hopes it would remove all the bad energy.   Ask me if you don't know what smugging is (aka burning sage).

So am sacked out on the couch watching Eat Pray Love, and having gratitude for all the gifts in my life.

Happy for you to leave your input here.  If I don't agree, I'll just "press delete"   :)

Hugs,
Susan

ps.. I hate hugging :)