Juggling the mundane with the sublime...

On this ever so lovely May day in San Diego --albeit a bit warm--I am celebrating being home this week. I have a support team in place to help out Mom in L.A. so that I can stay here this week and tend to my life and my work. It makes such a difference to be able to operate from home instead of the commuting back and forth. Still handling stuff for her while I am here but I can focus on my life and work, too. My main task is to get her landline phone working so she can stay in touch with people and not get too lonely or pouty.

It is time to get the plans in motion for Open At The Top and The HeartSpace so that we begin our classes and have our Open House in June. There is much to do with scheduling, preparing, website building, setting up the location, PR, building my list serv, etc.

Able to do some housework and chores; tasks and creative progress. I am trying to carve out some time to do reading and preparation for the new classes that I am eager to teach. I will probably not start out with the accredited classes but instead begin with two new classes; perhaps a class on "The Secret" and of course, the class I have on The Life and Times of Ernest Holmes. It is fun to also be doing guest speaking lately. Yesterday, the folks at Light of Life Church were kind enough to let me wax metaphysical on the spiritual meaning of the classic piece, "Who's on First?" as performed by my spirit guides, Abbot and Costello. This summer, I get to travel to Ventura, Camarillo and Huntington Beach to speak. I am very blessed to do this.

It crossed my mind that I might want to start a separate BridalBlog to share my updates, but I don't think I want to set up yet another cyber site or link to follow. So my Blogyeurs and Blurfers will have to endure my helium-state of bliss.

Despite the ironic name, I went to David's Bridal because they are local and they have been advertising a big sale. I was less than impressed with the staff because I kept meadering around the store for about 20 minutes without anyone willing to offer customer service. I did not want a white, floofy gown in the first place; and well, the styles are a lot younger than what interests me. I definitely felt older while in the store; as if the staff kept expecting me to only be perusing Mother of the Bride outfits. Yet, it was fun to begin the search and start to open my mind and the possibilities. Then it occurred to me, that I am so green at heart, maybe I needed to think differently. I went online to see what I could find as a previously-worn dress and I even checked e-Bay.

When I was up in L.A. last week, I dropped in to the local Out of the Closet Thrift Store. I mean, I could look, right? There were three gowns hanging on a tall hook along with a special cape. Two of the dresses were not even in the running. However, there was one gown that made me gasp. I went over to the (tall) clerk and asked if he could get the dress down for me so I could see the size and price. He suggested I try it on. Yeah, right--I am in sneakers, t-shirt, jeans and a pony-tail. Not your usual shopping attire. I managed to fit the dress within the little draped area and secure some privacy. The dress was gorgeous. I didn't know if I could get it altered or whether or not I should buy the first dress I fell for. I went back to Mom's apartment and got so wrapped up in last minute details for her that I did not get to go back to the store before it closed. Oh well.

Yesterday, I called my Aunt Sunny to see how she was feeling. I had taken her to the doctors on Thursday for some out-patient surgery. She asked me if I had any ideas as to what I wanted to wear for my wedding. It seems that during her wanderings in the neighborhood, she popped into Out of the Closet and found three dresses --especially one that she thought was elegant. I began to laugh and stopped her in mid-story to tell her that I had not only seen that dress but tried it on! Soooooo, I told Sunny I would call the store to see if it was still there. Yes. Well, my disabled aunt walked down to the store, found the dress and paid for it. The clerk managed to cram it into a shopping bag so that my one-armed, eye-patched Aunt could get my gown on the bus to take home. That is such a sweet and serendiptious story. Sunny says it is a gown worth altering and now I can hardly wait to go back to L.A. (funny, huh?) and pick it up.

Romance continued tonight when Don and I went out to see a chapel for the wedding site.I could hardly wait because I just knew this was it. It is perfect (thank you Ellie and Barry who were married there and suggested it to us) and exactly what I had seen in our visioning. Don agreed that it matched his vision, too. So we booked it! This will be the sweet, intimate ceremony that we envisioned just for immediate family and friends. The details will take care of themselves. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh, sweet mystery of Life at last I've found you.

InJoy,
The Helium infused Modern Bride