Home project: healthy drink
December 12, 2009 
The air is alive as this kombucha gets started fermenting.
It smells just like the stuff I started drinking in the pretty bottles they sell at the store. Someone actually gave me their homebrew soda that I liked flavored with chamomile. I wonder what door I have opened as I explore this process of home brew Kombucha.
Rain outside today and I have an order to do for the plastic masks with cut out eyes and noses. That means looking through boxes not unpacked and finding appropriate rain pants.
No excuses, out into the air of rain and molecules.
Holiday Run
November 27, 2009 
The Christmas and holiday music starts. I have already enjoyed Diana Krall’s rendition. She has just the right spunk and fun in her voice so it is like butter, smooth, soothing much like how Nat King Cole appeals to me. Or old movies with their historical quirkiness.
I am working to a full schedule tomorrow at the clinic, post-holiday. Should be fun.
This is an old pic of where we lived 16 years. It is a loft so upstairs ceiling is low.
Notice red strip of cloth hanging so if window open, better to avoid getting bashed in the head.
We have moved ALL our belongings to our new home as of today. We got rid of as much as we could and have some remnant donation and dumping to do.
Goodbye home…
There was beauty living there…
hard to explain the beauty of nature and a composed garden of what is mostly found objects…
Sparkles and sacredness…
Trust me on that, I was there…
City of Lost Wages
November 25, 2009 
My soon to be former landlord is in the city of Las Vegas. I so love the nickname city of lost wages instead. She is hiking in the surrounding beauty of that area of Nevada. The moon has been a beautiful show thanks to some clear weather. I have been walking Annie’s dog Picasso and have had some views of the moon setting in the west growing larger as it sets.
I had to slow down like the deep stillness in time from a rather busy last few days of moving, packing and working too. Someone told me that I put much into each point I needle and that sparked my interest more on developing my skills in a positive way. I also saw someone smile after coming in with extreme pain to the clinic. Small delightful moments working as an acupuncturist.
Getting ready for a busy holiday by more packing/moving and super cleaning of our old place.
What I wake up to now
Peaceful Home
We are mostly moved in to our new home. I must force myself to finish packing, it never ends since we have the whole month of what is left of November to move. A few pictures minus the boxes and debris of moving.
Dream of naps
I have been at Sarana now just over three months. It gets better and better each shift I am on practicing acupuncture. I will minus the other day I stabbed my nose with a dull scissors to make it bleed for quite awhile. I was opening a bag of cotton balls ironically. No injury or cut, just sharp impact which started the bloody event.
Funny how just those moments give me appreciation for being alive and well.
I turned down a couple jobs recently and I am ready for some planetary confirmation I made the right decision and did not sabotage myself into deeper financial woes.
I think back how I came to Sarana by a series of events that made it all possible. I had choices then too.
This is an unfocused picture really. It is last year on Veteran’s Day. I am holding an ear model for acupuncture and a signage of Acupuncturists Without Borders paper. This was my first event in community acupuncture I participated in.
