I hated to cut my first peony blooms but I couldn’t bear to see them droop and die. As I cut and arranged them, I out of the blue I had a flashback to a line from an Emerson poem, I wrote an essay about 30 something years ago in a poetry class @syracuseu – yes, I really took classes like that much to the amusement of @georgewolke. The line “the earth laughs in flowers,” has become one of those “touchy-feely” sayings you find on mugs and greeting cards. The full poem reads: “Earth laughs in flowers, to see her boastful boys Earth-proud, proud of the earth which is not theirs; Who steer the plough but cannot steer their feet clear of the grave.” Out of context, it is all warm and fuzzy, but Emerson wrote it as an illustration of Mother Nature’s supremacy; mocking the arrogance of humans (and I think, politicians) who believe they have power over the Earth; after all, nature was created long before we existed and will remain long after we’re gone. I find the quote so much more interesting after a few weeks living in Utah. Now, after hearing daily about the struggle of those who are fighting to keep national parks and monuments like Utah’s Bears Ears safe from the ravages of the politicians who seek to sell off our natural resources for profit, I hear the poem in all it’s ironic context. Happy Mother’s Day, Mother Nature – I hope you always laugh in flowers especially at those who think they can own and destroy YOUR America.
#uniquelyUtah #poetrylove #darylwisdom
I read an article yesterday that said @banburycdonuts were the best in Utah; a claim that just challenged me to try them for myself (I grew up on Montgomery Donuts so the bar is set high) and after painting all day, I felt I deserved a treat! So when I “happened” to drive by on my way back to the apartment, there was no stopping me! I walked in and asked what the best flavors were and the guy behind the counter says “don’t overthink it!” I took that to mean they’re all equally delicious and ordered 2 of everything they still had on the shelves…Note to self go first thing in the morning next time! Now how many more hours till George gets home? #utahfoodie #uniquelyUtah #wookiesmovinwest #unexpectedmoments @BANBURYCDONUTS
72 degrees, no humidity and a bright blue sky practically willed us to take a long walk and grab a picnic lunch from Harmon’s today. Our destination was City Creek – and Ann Taylor – I wanted a new outfit to wear tomorrow night to celebrate closing on our new home with our new friends. But, Boogie was being a good boy and after I shopped, we decided to walk across Temple Square.
And, then we found this…
And my mind was officially blown.
Valentine’s Day roses 🌹may pull my emotional heartstrings, and I love the surprise of a bouquet of flowers 💐for my birthday. But, if you really want to know the truth, I’m a sucker for spring flowers. I don’t know whether to blame it on Christian LaCroix, Betsy Johnson or Claude Monet, but I’d trade all the other flowers in the world for a field blooming with masses of tulips, pansies, irises, violets and daffodils.🌸🌺🌷🌼
Every year, the Temple Square gardens famously bloom into a French Parterre Garden – a garden planted to form a design – and literally thousands of spring blossoms take over the 35 acres! To learn more read Temple Square Gardens – How do they do it?
Did someone say beer? I think one of the most common misconceptions we heard about living in Salt Lake is that there are no bars (or coffee shops) – fortunately for the Wookies who love their beer, this is completely false. In downtown SLC alone there are at least 5 breweries (that we’ve already visited – there are a couple more we still need to get to) and numerous brew pubs and bars. What makes it challenging is all of the laws, regulations and zoning issues. If you want a draft beer it’s going to be 3.2% ABV, however if you order the same beer in a bottle it might be 7% or higher. Some bars are zoned so that you can’t order a drink unless you also order food, some bars just need to say they “offer” food (one brewery actually had chips & salsa for $250 on the menu) and others have what’s known as the Zion Curtain where alcohol can’t be served in view of children (you can drink it in front of them though lol). But have no fear, you can visit us in SLC and we’ll take you out for a beer or 3, in fact we already have a favorite neighborhood hangout! #uniquelyUtah #SLClife #beerme #wookiesmovinwest
Last June, on our way to Napa, I picked up a copy of Kathryn Budig’s book “Aim True.” I was at the very beginning of my yoga journey and was following the crowd – read the “right” books, wear the “cool” yoga labels, etc. It was almost as if I thought an arm load of bracelets and Mala beads, a stack of vegan recipes to try, not wearing make up and carrying my yoga mat with me at all times would make me a more legitimate yogi. Admittedly, I was in the midst of perhaps one of the most challenging periods in my life, but instead of facing the facts that bad shit happens to good people sometimes, I was busy trying to reinvent Daryl; someone that I and a bunch of other people had really liked for 50+ years.
So, I’m sitting on the plane reading the first chapter and there’s an exercise – write down at least 3 amazing qualities that you possess…What are your talents? What makes you uniquely you? – and I pull out my journal (because EVERYONE carries their journal with them everywhere, right?), flip to a blank page and just sit there. Literally. For about an hour and a half, I sat there with a blank piece of paper and my pen and couldn’t come up with one thing. Then I started to panic. Then I started to cry. Then George (who in his defense had on his sound cancelling headphones and his nose in a book) noticed and asked what was wrong. I showed him the exercise. He nodded. I showed him my blank journal page. He nodded. I said, “I don’t have anything.” He laughed. So, I asked him to start me off. He said, you’re very empathetic, you make great pasta sauce, you’re going to be a great teacher and you love me. Then he put on his headphones and went back to his book.
I wrote those 4 things down and maybe a couple of others, but the exercise was too humbling, too humiliating and too frustrating at that particular time in my life. I tossed the book aside and started a novel and really never gave it a second thought.
Until Elena Sonnino challenged me (not directly but through her blog and workshop) to make a list of “things I like about me” and wow! what a different a year makes! Here’s my list…
- I like that I can cook without a recipe with whatever I find in the fridge, freezer and pantry
- I like that I’m a rock & roll chick at heart
- I like that when I’m in the middle of a tough run I think about how my father continued to run almost every day with end stage pancreatic cancer
- I like my coarse, curly, thick hair, despite how hard it is to manage – especially because I could’ve lost it all by now
- I like that I’m a great writer and can express my emotions and experiences in a permanent way
- I like that I have shoulder definition and wearing clothes that show it off
- I like that my favorite color is orange
- I like being petite – “though she be but little she is fierce!”
- I like that I cry at movies (and watching Hallmark commercials)
- I like that I challenge myself to things that I always thought were too hard for me – physically and mentally
- I like that my favorite place in the whole world is at home with George and Boogie
- I like that I overshare – on social media and IRL
- I like that I’ve survived through hardships and loss and am ok
- I like that I am empathetic to a fault; your pain, your victories, your emotions become part of me
- I like that I expose myself; I wear my heart on my sleeve and my feelings all over my face
- I like that I am intuitive and let my emotional brain rule my logical brain
- I like that I’m genuine – what you see is what you get
- I like that being “cute” doesn’t mean that I’m not smart and I don’t feel that I have to act dumb or inferior to anyone
- I like that when I like something I go all in – 100%, even if it’s short lived
- I like that I am an honest, trusting and true friend – even though sometimes I get hurt – and will always drop everything for my friends
- I like being in my 50s and knowing the best is yet to come!
Big difference, right? I’ve come a long way toward finding myself again. I can honestly say, I’m happy with me today and acknowledge there’s still some work yet to do! I need to search my kindle for Aim True maybe I’m ready to move beyond page 4 of chapter 1…or maybe I need to start my own book!
Namaste for today 🙏🏻
Me. Last night. 100% embracing the shine. Most of you didn’t know me a year ago – but this was not the woman I saw in the mirror.
I had just lost my dream job and was physically and mentally unable to leave my apartment. I wore yoga clothes every day that never touched a mat and refused to talk to anyone (except my husband) – I texted or messengered with a handful of very close friends and my brothers. I watched a lot of daytime tv. I held my Puggle on my lap for hours and cried a lot. Then one day, I wandered over to the local yoga studio near my community and took a class; then signed up for the free week and somehow decided to pursue teacher training (actually I know exactly how that happened, my husband thought it would make me happy again to be around people who shared the same physical and spiritual mentality that I once had, but that’s another story).
I remember one of my first classes vividly. Elena was wearing a blue and purple sparkly headband. I thought to myself, I want to be sparkly like her. I want her sweaty, smily glow. I want her calm composure, and I REALLY want her headband lol. The more I practiced, the better I felt – physically and mentally. Learning to teach gave me purpose and helped me find a new dimension to my spirit and personality. I read Kathryn Budig’s book Aim True and it was mind blowing when I couldn’t think of 3 things I was good at or able to right a love letter to myself. I’ve always considered myself intuitive and empathetic, and I let those 2 traits guide me.
I know I wasn’t the most experienced yogi in teacher training and I definitely struggled and felt challenged. But the growth, the metamorphic change from who I had become on March 2016 to who I am today is nothing short of miraculous. I still have a ways to go, as a teacher and as the woman I want to be, but here I am one year later (almost to the day), here I am – happy, grounded, centered and very, very sparkly.