Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Totally tasteful Twelfth Tuesday (October)






Hi There!

Typical Tuesday. . . rush -rush to get things done.
Love this blog.




Lana Lou Style Rocks!
Topical Tuesday: Tube-strike (potentially) averted in London. Wage- talks.
Farmer got burnt and can verbalize what hell feels like.... ouch. Totally Terrible


another suspect-character ( friend of Agliotti's)
Tragic (?) Chris Couremetis, in his 30s, was shot at the Cradle Restaurant in Muldersdrift, west of Johannesburg, on Sunday.




Times-gone-by- Tuesday:
I wish I rather lived in the days where news reached you by telegraph.


Totally random Tuesday-script from Tony Parsons:

“Wholeness is not interested in saving the Earth or becoming enlightened… Everything that happens is the expression of wholeness… Seeking and suffering is wholeness…” Tony Parsons

Suffering is a thought in mind; just as “joy” or “sadness”, “happiness” or “freedom”, “bondage” or “liberation”, “good” and “bad” are also just thoughts. Fundamentally there is no difference between a thought or a feeling, they are subjective and synonymous.



Prior to a thought or feeling, a thought and feeling is simply unlabeled [energy]; an impulse of life. Prior to the thought of bondage [you] are. Prior to the thought of freedom, [you] are.
After the thought of joy or sadness, [you] are.
The degree to which [you] suffer will be determined by the focus of [your] attention to the labels and judgments you have placed on [your] self and life. If the focus of [your] attention is on a thought, feeling or circumstance of bondage you will enmesh yourself in bondage. If [your] attention is fixated, obsessed or overwhelmed by thoughts, feelings, emotions, perceptions, associations or memories of the past, you will also be in the past.

The [you] that you imagine yourself to be will struggle as long is it is identified to the psycho/emotional identity you call the “me”; the [you] that you imagine yourself to be will suffer.

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The real [you] is already free. It waits patiently in the background of your awareness; it waits unconditionally. It is the background of all that was, is, and will be. The background is both the potential of the foreground and the foreground simultaneously.


We spend most of our life being present to a false self; the self that live that appears t live in the foreground, the self that we imagine ourselves to be with all its labels, with all its judgments, with all its distinctions. Whether it be a thought, feeling, emotion, perception, association or memory; when our attention is caught up in the details of the false self, we will experience a false reality.

We will never see reality as it is; we will only see the mirage of being an “I”.
As long as our attention is focused on the foreground of the mirage that is our imagined life, we will suffer.

As long as we ignore the background of Being we will feed our mind and we will swim in the distortion of its confusion; we will be distracted by the [ignorance] of that mirage and all the thoughts, feelings, emotions, perceptions, memories and associations that make up that mind. The mirage of our imagined self has become a mask that can only hide the truth of our true nature.


To place our attention on the background of Being from which everything arises, is to [create] the space in which [transformation] can occur. We become what we are. We become what we always were.
There is no evolution in consciousness; there is only a [shift] in attention from the foreground being to the background of Being. There can be no evolution in wholeness. The only perceived evolution is in ideas; ideas that come from the mind only.




Wholeness is.




Wholeness is, and [you] are.



[You] are wholeness.



Better said, [you] are a symptom of wholeness.



You are a symptom of consciousness. Consciousness does not need to evolve because consciousness already is. Wholeness is already.




[You] are already.




The only reason consciousness appears to be evolving is because the [you] that you imagine yourself to be, appears to be standing on the “outside” looking “in”. As soon as [you] realize where you are standing you can let go of your stance, and the illusion of a mirage collapses.
Can you be present with your wholeness?




Can [you] see and allow that wholeness to express itself as anger and confusion, fear or love, joy and sadness?
Can you see wholeness as the expression of “up” and “down”, “in” and “out”, “here” or “there”?




Can [you] allow [your] attention to settle into the background of Being where eternity has always resided; where there is only wholeness, where there is no coming or going, arising or subsiding, loss or gain?




Can [you] see that the seen and the unseen are One and the same?

Love, Maria
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Monday, October 11, 2010

mauvais l'acceptation Monday Mood


These pictures were taken in the Frankfurt Zoo in September.

The holiday feels like a distant dream...
some things I've read about "dreams"....


I give myself permission to dream

I give myself permission to rest

I give myself permission to say "yes" to what I want

I give myself permission to design my own life

I give myself permission to create

I give myself permission to make mistakes





Monday, 11th October 2010.

I have been with Chris for 6 years and 10 months.

He is flyfishing in the Underberg and I am considering it as a possible future-holiday destination.
Holiday. . . a concept so sweet and distant on this Monday....

we've had some bad news in the office: my colleague has resigned.

This merger has made people look really hard at what they want and hedge their bets ( I guess) in terms of what they think might happen to their careers/ income.

Metropolitan and Momentum and money and mystery and Maria and magic and mood and mosquito and more rain... all the M's... I miss Marcelle's company, my mom, malva-pudding and milkshake ...
I have to get back to work.

seriously, M



Sunday, October 10, 2010

10 10 10 Blanche = person of the week



It was a 10 out of 10 - weekend.

As I drove to town this morning (meeting up with Maggie so that we may catch a glimpse of Blanche along route- gunrun 2010) the radio presenter said that it was the 10th of the tenth month in 2010 and that at 10 past 10 (am) the cut-off for the gunrun would be announced.


Now just to provide some context:
I've been away from Wednesday to Friday on a Metropolitan Retail- planning session (venue: Lanzerac, Stellenbosch) which actually deserves a post all on its own and I (happily) endured a couple of late nights.


We finished early on Friday and I headed home to help wrap some presents (we had a birthday party to attend on Friday-night)




Lovely time at John & Lizelle's. I love their three boys and there was a little-Emma which I was ready to abduct, but her mother was too attentive and took her home at 22h. boo-hoo.



We had to get up early on Saturday-morning, because Chris had a flight to KZN Durban to catch.
He is taking part in the Flyfishing National championships at Underberg. (Good luck husband!)

I dropped him at 8am and headed into town to attend a 30th birthday- breakfast party.
Jeanne Thea Calitz is someone whom you'd love to celebrate.
We (University-friends, two sisters, husband, darling parents-in-law, Dad- Louis, close friends from whichever sphere of life Jeanne attracted) had that privilege.





You'd understand if you met Jeanne.
The sparkle, the emotional-honesty, the grace, the wickedly funny twinkle....
She is an eternally-feminine darling of a friend.




She has been a healing balm, a burst of champagne, an anchor and a colourful kite all through the years. We met at a first-year-camp (January 1999) as we both landed/chose Heemstede- ladies residence at Stellenbosch as our university-base.

We were room-mates during our third year. 2001: She was preparing/finishing up on her degree in Value and policy-studies and perfected her craft: journalism thereafter.

Anyway as "The little Prince" says: why do grown ups think in numbers: born in 1980 and has been working for 7 years, when indeed that tells you absolutely NOTHING about the person.
It does not tell you if they like butterflies and how their laughter sounds. (ps. This is a rough- recollection of what I read and it is not intended to be an exact quote, apologies to the author)




















Thanks Jeanne for a lovely morning at
Nerina street.
Stylish and Sweet and Special.
Thanks also to Anel and Vansie for their assistance.




The sun was beating down in this Southern-most city of the African continent and I was feeling the accumulated effect of 4 nights' little sleep and indulgent food.

slept.


slept.

Went to Inge's house to say good-luck for the 10km- race and to catch up.
I did my first and second 10km-road races with this blonde- angel and she had evolved, trained, magic-forest-accelerated and achieved to a point where I was envious and falling off the bus.

We have the Pinelands' 10km- race to look forward to on the 27th of (R)october.

Sushi & wine & conversation as scrumptious as the soy-drenched-bites (Thanks Inge!)




So: I think I've provided you with ample context.
Aaah yes (I got carried away and forgot where I started this post)

So: I got up early yet again and drove to town, where (mercifully) Maggie picked me up and briefed me on how our middle sister was doing during her first half-marathon.

Sounded like she was doing remarkably well.

Maggie had seen her (along the 21km-route) twice and reported that progress was indeed (what appeared to be) fantastic and above expectation.

As it turned out: we were both still way off. . . as Blanche did AMAZINGLY well....
she finished her first 21 kilometer road race in 134minutes.

Maggie and I was over the moon, surprised, happy and just massively proud of her.
Mus♪c in her ears ♪ ( she had selected an appropriate play list on her mp3-player the day before) cruised through it.

When Maggie and I caught a glimpse of her coming through the finish-line she did not even look tired... far from the "hospitalise me"- faces we saw while scanning for our sibling in the crowd.



Blanche : you most definitely get person- of -the -week.
Your calm confidence and happy attitude and gentle-way inspire us all. You are an independent woman and well- deservedly person-of-the-week.
mmwha !!

Love, Maria





Tuesday, October 5, 2010

from Ascona to Liechtenstein to Frankfurt and beyond....








We spent the weekend in Ascona ( see previous post)
Thank you Julie for booking such lovely accommodation. Do you remember what a great sense of humor the manager/owner had? hotel-garni.
we'll be back.

2 meter from Lake Maggiore....
Monday was a bank-holiday and we strolled through/ around town before getting back into our vehicle and setting off over the St Bernardino Pass to Liechtenstein.

Now; The St Bernardino pass turned out to be an event / sight / memory on its own. Magnificent veiews, cute little restaurant right at the top of the mountain and plenty of intruiging little piles of rocks, like miniature altars of joy.

There is a photo of me putting another ( smaller ) pebble on an (existing) stack....




freezing cold !!!


There is no time like play- time

Happy Happy like children playing in the St Bernardino-pass "pause" facility




Liechtenstein was a fantastic little gem of a ... mmm........ country... ..? Principality ? yes



We spent some time in Vaduz and climbed a hill ( felt like a mountain ) to see the prince's castle. Striking & Special viewing point.


Vaduz - castle


Then from Zurich (with my heart in pieces like a 16-year old who got dumped for the first time) we set off on the ICE- train to Frankfurt... and along the 4 hour- train trip I had a chance to "gather" myself and write in my journal (THAT is how smooth the train goes at 260 km per hour !) and by the time we pulled into Frankfurt, I was so excited to meet little Dylan (3.5 month old son of Gail and Karl Deicher)

C U T E . . . .

We took a "regional bahn" train to Langen (Hessen) and Gail picked us up.

They live in a lovely apartment in Leukertsweg, Langen.
The German- hospitality and consideration is something which shouldn't go unmentioned.

With baby on the hip: Gail was a fantastic hostess and we were spoilt (good food, good wine & good company!) Thanks Karl also for taking the days' leave and driving us to Wiesbaden.
What a lovely town! This was Gail and Karl's previous address.


The town is centered around "wellness" and natural hot springs and baths. Yes there is a nudist bath in the centre of Wiesbaden. No I did not go in.

Here are some pics ( not of the nude-folk) but of the vibrant Frankfurt.


We visited the Frankfurt Zoo the next day. Dylan loved it!!










Gail and I are doing the slow-motion Chariots of fire.... why again Gail?? !!




















the charming Deicher- Family !


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at the zoo: we found the "bar" or "bear" ...

Africology and Ascona

shop window... pretty Pretty !!!


Hi There

I've just had the most amazing- pamper experience:
Thanks to my dear sister Maggie, who is a manager at The Pepper Club Hotel & Spa.
The Africology Pedicure...(gift from Maggie ) complete with hot stone foot & leg massage.. 1hour bliss... Thanks Bianca ( good luck at Crystal Towers spa!)
Now my feet are all pretty for the 3- day strat session (ie: strategising, drinking red-wine and seeing how we fare at horse-riding) at Lanzerac...
starting tomorrow ( I can't wait !)

ok, back to the subject line: Africology and Ascona...
the similarities:
both types of pleasure starts with an A,
both are A-class and they have the same effect on me... a feeling of such total well-being that it is absolutely intoxicating.

Ascona...aaah... magical ex-fishing village at the southern tip of Switzerland, dipping its Swiss toe in the lake which represents the Italian border.

Julie and Steve rented a car and we drove over the Gotthard Pass to Ascona.
some pics :)





every shutter, every lock & key, every little cobbled street is like something from an old prose- selection.



the superlatives escape me.... it's pure poetry



café style weekend.... like Paris... only cleaner and by Lake Maggiore.
You can refill your water bottle at any of the many public, free, crystal natural clear Swiss-water fountains....






yachts Moore







cute little courtyard- a real taylor. I waited outside and was reminded of my childhood- Sonstraal "skillie". Look mom!