tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73318552024-03-18T23:41:14.475-04:00LETTERS FROM NEW YORK CITY<b>Digital conversations between me, my friends who died on 9/11, and those who visit here.</b>Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger123125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-72655483504513722872016-02-06T16:19:00.001-05:002016-02-06T17:56:12.166-05:00In Memorium To Frank - My Beloved Best Friend
Beloved, I miss you.
I see you've been missing me too, otherwise, you wouldn't be so everpresent in my mind.
Lately, in quiet moments I hear your sweet voice and your beautiful infectious laugh. Our first years together were of such pure bliss.
Memories of you.and of our times together have been with me these last few days making me long for you smiles your embrace. I can even Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-80392352652390600582015-11-28T01:35:00.003-05:002015-11-28T02:05:01.675-05:00Christmas Love
Somehow, love is more special and magical during the Christmas season. And today, I love everyone! I especially love you, my most loyal readers!
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-48940218787086422082015-05-25T01:43:00.000-04:002016-02-06T17:12:03.767-05:0013 Things I Know To Be True - Part 2
I'm not perfect
No one is
We're a work in progress
The journey's on-going
Negativity is toxic
It destroys all,
even people you love
Forgiveness frees
Compassion heals
God exists
God is love and
God loves me
and I do too
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-14422130620189942572015-04-08T22:32:00.000-04:002016-02-06T17:13:00.942-05:00MOMA LOVE
Very few things take my breath away. Tonight as MOMA was about to close, I walked quickly to visit my favorite painting before leaving - Modigliani's Red Nude.(see painting at the end, in the expanded post). Just as I was about to enter the Modigliani section I came face to face with a beautiful painting which forced me to stop and look. It's entitled Electric Lamp by Giaccomo Balla
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-66011684282420317972015-03-18T07:55:00.000-04:002016-02-06T17:14:05.090-05:00On Love's Arrival & DepartureUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-33674797593009558232015-03-17T04:03:00.000-04:002016-02-06T17:14:29.225-05:0013 Things I Know To Be True - Part 1
Prayer heals
God exists
God is love
God loves me
I'm not perfect
Newsflash
No one is
I'm a work in progress
This journey is on-going
Your negativity is toxic
It destroys love
It hurts you then me
Forgiveness frees you
Compassion heals me
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-57850809783484698612015-03-16T08:49:00.001-04:002016-02-06T17:53:21.178-05:00A COACH THAT IS ALL KINDS OF WRONG
Yesterday I was judged and made to feel that I was all kinds of wrong and unworthy of anyone's time, consideration or professional courtesy by one of my coaches. What he found wrong with me was that:
I "mother" people ['cause being kind and thoughtful was wrong]
I worry too much [asking that you text when you're running late or a no show is wrong]
I say "I'm sorry" Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-57051998890302872292015-03-16T02:32:00.000-04:002015-03-19T01:33:28.843-04:00Positive Health Coaching Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-755616092430711562015-03-13T13:34:00.000-04:002015-03-19T01:34:15.698-04:00Moving from shame & guilt to wholeheartednessUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-28809168028977442052015-03-12T00:39:00.001-04:002015-03-12T00:39:06.864-04:00Global Warming? Last week it was snowy & 13F. Today it was sunny & 63F. Things that make you go Hmmm.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-58763806349091124032015-02-28T23:55:00.000-05:002015-04-09T21:51:03.445-04:00Tango de Mi Amor
If you enjoy the music from this first video then you'll love the playlist I've put together for myself. In the meantime, I keep affirming that I WILL dance like this one day! I've seen people in their 80's dance a tango, so I know that with the right partner I can dance forever. :)
A Sensuous Tango Playlist on youtube
https://www.youtube.com/playlist?list=Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-71855515563186847062015-02-16T10:17:00.000-05:002015-03-06T07:40:58.155-05:00I knew I loved you...Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-69451139635701031022015-01-26T23:21:00.000-05:002015-03-07T11:27:13.747-05:00A slow gentle fall
North and South (BBC-2004) has been one of my favorite miniseries that evokes a time and place long gone, where people fell in love in a slower, gentler, more modest and profound way.
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-83276312357356880922015-01-16T22:31:00.002-05:002015-01-16T22:31:57.797-05:00Much Needed R&R
Mom's normally have luxury time.... Luxury time is when you get to do whatever you want. This weekend I get to have luxury time. No responsibilities. No task list. No shopping or errands list. NOTHING! Just me and whatever my little heart desires.
So what is my desire this weekend? Well, what I really want I'can't have. That's something for a post on another blog. for this blog... is Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-64467117202219602462015-01-14T23:58:00.003-05:002015-01-15T07:54:31.894-05:00I'm choosing my pain
This is how I felt after tonight's 90 min MMA training session. Towards the end I got distracted by the beeps on my phone alerting me to text messages from a VIP. My sparring partner, who was practicing a take down skill seized on my distraction and well, I wound up in a heap on the floor. Now I'm laying here icing my knee with a possible PCL injury.
Of course, if I had a choice Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-40186843725482281182015-01-12T22:53:00.000-05:002015-01-12T22:55:31.948-05:00Say Hello To My Big Friend
This free-standing heavy weight bag is 6.5' feet tall and weighs 300 lbs. Today this Wave Master Bag became my recovery buddy. Veterans use the term recovery buddy for the person who is helping them with their recovery work from PTSD. .
My recovery buddy till now was Doc. That was until lunch time today, when I reached Phase 2 of the PTSD Recovery cycle (the seething anger/Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-26990994305795720822015-01-11T19:48:00.001-05:002015-01-12T00:50:29.757-05:002 GREAT Workout Music Playlists!
One of my high school coaches once told me that training is 80% mental and 20% physical skill/endurance. Music has always helped me work out more effectively and consistently than on my own or with my coaches pep-talks. So I knew I needed to find new music to work out by so that when things get tough I remain focused and inspired.
I'm sharing my playlists for anyone who might need Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-46946113268565494232015-01-11T02:12:00.003-05:002015-01-11T09:17:38.960-05:001 Love
Voicemail: "Hi Michele, its Doc Martin calling. Can you please stop by my office this afternoon. I need you to pick up something I have for you. Also, I hope you're not doing anything tonight because my wife and I would like to take you out to dinner in Astoria. We'll talk more when you stop by the office."
Scene at Doctor's Office: Doc Martin hands me a large black duffel bag closed withUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-91716020437714102862015-01-09T08:42:00.000-05:002015-01-09T15:54:13.886-05:00Come As You Are, Mes Chers Amis
Mes Chers Amis, [translation below]
Mon coeur va à vous dans l'amour et l'amitié. Votre vie ne sera jamais le même. Vous avez été touché par la violence d'une manière qui restera à jamais éclater votre innocence, sentiment de sécurité et la confiance en soi pour les années à venir. Dans cette nouvelle ère, vous serez obligé de se interroger et de redéfinir beaucoup de choses, y compris Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-39539470777442448612015-01-09T00:01:00.001-05:002015-01-09T15:56:46.656-05:00Mon Cher...
Mes Amis en France, mon cœur souffre pour vous aujourd'hui. Se il vous plaît être forte au cours de votre douleur. Nous vous aimons et vous soutenons.
XOXO
Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-20146161051366716702015-01-07T23:57:00.000-05:002015-03-05T01:07:19.966-05:00Returning to the scene of my crime
Today I accompanied Detectives to the scene where I was attacked to go over what happened, retracing my steps to the beginning and then back again. I had to relive the event blow by blow. We started out at the crime scene in broad daylight to see if there were any cameras etc. that captured the attack. When they methodically retraced my steps to where it all began. Where I first was Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-47139751727423171502015-01-07T07:39:00.000-05:002015-03-07T10:40:14.266-05:00Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-86061449176155189512015-01-04T01:46:00.002-05:002015-01-04T01:47:21.913-05:00HabibiUnknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-80060794043130471362014-02-14T14:29:00.000-05:002014-12-27T16:08:37.897-05:00~ My Burning Heart's.... Bittersweetness ~
Poems by Rumi; Translated by Deepak Chopra; Reading by Chopra & Madonna
~ My Burning Heart ~
My heart is burning with love
All can see this flame
My heart is pulsing with passion
like waves on an ocean
My friends have become strangers
and I’m surrounded by enemies
But I’m free as the wind
no longer hurt by those who reproach me
I’m at home wherever I am
And in the room of lovers
I Unknownnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7331855.post-12391597405455636252014-02-12T23:46:00.000-05:002014-12-27T16:09:29.080-05:00Looking For Your Face
~ Looking For Your Face ~ by RumiFrom the beginning of my lifeI have been looking for your facebut today I have seen itToday I have seenthe charm, the beauty,the unfathomable graceof the facethat I was looking forToday I have found youand those who laughedand scorned me yesterdayare sorry that they were not lookingas I didI am bewildered by the magnificenceof your beautyand wish to see Unknownnoreply@blogger.com