A local caf

Change of plans. It's a study day. Heavyish snow fall. A day for the birds.

For the birds.
It was snowing heavyishly.

The croissant and coffee at a local caf will have to wait.

I do so want one. A local caf. 

My place to contribute to others accomplishing their dreams and revolutions.

A place to hold others only as capable. As performers. People of action.

But then my Pilates studio can do that too.

Because in the France that I see, a coffee is about how big you want it black. Ristretto. Espresso. Lungo. Americano.

I think I could get a machine to do that in my studio.

Forget milk. Soy. Almond. Skinny. Frothy. Not frothy. Half strength. In a glass. A paper cup.... 

Focus on people, Pilates, revolutions.

I love the clean lines of that. I think I've lost weight, simply from having my coffee black.

Boulangerie & caf ahead.

Unintentional payoff. 

Easy to do because the coffee is simply delicious in Gérardmer, France, no matter where I go.

Sounds like more research coming up.


Here's a story about the café culture in France, well I think Paris, but interesting anyway. And here's the link to the café that the story refers to.

Sylvie the mountain accompagnatrice
from Sens-a-Sons in the middle.
We were almost at the top of Le Hohneck.
The view from the top was magnificent.
It was too cloudy to clearly see to Switzerland,
but Germany could be spotted.
My phone battery got too cold so I could
not get photos. Drats. You've really
got to be there in real life, though.

Tip:
You've really got to be there in real life.

A teacher's life

I've just set up the winter marking corner.

Electric faux fur throw rug rolled up on the back of the couch.

Unseen in the image is the pile of marking I have not done on this sunny 28 C (85 F) day.

So..... enjoy another percolated coffee on the mini-deck then off to the gym for some strength and a bit of Pilates.

There's a word for this, but it escapes me right now.

The winter marking corner

Homegrown pomegranate

Pondering at Port Fairy.

Tip:
Go with the flow.

Take responsibility. 

Be the cause for the effect you want.

BE no regrets

It's been a while.

I've been adventuring into Landmark education courses.

"Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men [sic] as a whole experience it.

Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing."

This Helen Keller quote came from one of Landmark Insights articles.

Sounds dangerous enough to expose yourself to.

Tip:

Nothing is right nor wrong.

It just IS or IS NOT.

So why not be daring?

A daring darling?

Must Love Stress

It exists.
It is.

You can of course use your energy to fight against stress as the apparent evil.

It has just got a bad rap, this stress stuff.

My unreasonable list
.... aaaaand loving it.

It shows me that I am alive.
It loves me.
I love it.

Tip:

One step at a time, powerfully, without resentment.

Without resentment.

Moon baking

There's a storm brewing, spits of rain, the moon's 99.4% full, and I've mowed the grass. 


All good reason to lie on the outdoor laundry's colorbond roof after an Estrella, except Whitey the greyhound is panting anxiously because of the spider vein lightning and distracting me.

The corrugations of the colorbond, when they're padded over with an old quilt doubled up, are just the right width to massage the backstrap muscles and cradle the old skull.

Moon in Cancer, c1984

Tip.
Don't worry about
what the neighbours think, or anyone else for that matter.
Redirect that worry energy to something you can change.Like how to engage the transversus abdominis and the pelvic floor during squats.

Pilates in France

March 2011. My mother & my sister.
Somewhere in France.
I took the photo.

I'm having a little day dream. At night. Before sleep. Obviously. How? How am I going to achieve that?

Tip.

As far as I know

There is only one life.

Eat small

Think big

Go hard.

Time's going to pass anyway.