Meditating to stop.

Trying to remain present in life.

So much to do, so little time.

When I thought of winter, (the never-ending months of January, February, and March), I believed I would have sprawling, uneventful weekends of nothingness I could fill with completely personal, self serving obligations.  Alas, every weekend is full into April.  This is wonderful.  Plans to see family and friends abound.  However, free time, though I undoubtedly have larger blocks of it thanks to four day work weeks, is going missing all too often.

Perhaps a stricter schedule will help.  My normal schedule has been jostled a bit.  My yoga teacher moved her business to the middle of nowhere, also known as East Bumblefu*k.  For some reason, going to a new place is still not happening for me.  I just have to let it go.  Things change all the time.

I am currently cleaning up my desk, in an effort to cleanse the energy of the small space I happen to occupy more often than my blog lets on.  I found a little yellow post-it note.

It reads:

“the pain of forfeiting

is worse than losing

fair and square”

It moved me.  I believe it’s a timeless grouping of words. I don’t remember when I wrote it.

No matter what obstacles and problems you may be facing, don’t give up.

I must tell the world…

The notion that Jesus was born of a virgin is one of the most insane ideas humans have ever come up with and believe in.  I think anyone who believes that Mary didn’t make it with a man is mentally ill.  The story, and that is exactly what it is, happens to be physically impossible.

My apologies to the offended.  However, I think you should go sit in a quiet place and ask yourself:

Do I really believe in this? And then… WHY?

If anyone tries to tell me I am going to hell, then so be it.  I don’t believe in hell anyway.

I learned about this bookstore from a local paper that targets women. Don’t guys like to read books too? The business happens to be owned by three women and they have done a fantastic job.

RiverRead Books is a wonderful addition to downtown Binghamton. I visited the store with my sister and boyfriend this past Friday, which happened to be First Friday. There was music, wine, food, and there were many people wondering about and purchasing books. I am going to a Christmas Tea today and everyone who attends will be donating books to children in need. I chose to buy Corduroy, one of my childhood favorites. The book also happened to be on sale at 20% off. The women who own the bookstore rang me out and they were very friendly. I admire what they have accomplished. The bookstore is a small space, but has a lot of variety in terms of selection. I imagine I will be returning to browse or shop for other people.

On our way out of the store, my boyfriend picked up a book called Stuff White People Like.  We read several pages and could not contain our laughter.  It is so obviously politically incorrect, yet so true.  I loved it.   I believe the number one item was Coffee.  You should definitely check out the blog, which I linked to above and will be placing in my blogroll.

I propose that #118 be Local Bookstores!!!  It’s true… right?

Have a Happy Sunday.