October 30, 2009
October 29, 2009
October 28, 2009
October 27, 2009
October 26, 2009
This morning decided to walk over to Mandalay Bay - after all I could see it - how far could it be? Famous last words. About an hour later, I popped into the Borders at Town Square for refreshments - an oasis in the desert would not have been more welcoming. After the welcome sustenance decided to push forward and finally arrived at the casino. Why not take the local bus you might ask? Well, after a certain amount of time, I was committed, and refused to give up and hop on. My objective? Shark Reef. Loved being in the underwater tunnels and watching sharks swim an arms-length away. Also saw one of the last remaining golden crocodiles in the world - though must admit that it looked sad and lonely.
And yes, I did take the bus home - though had to walk about a mile from the nearest stop. So ended up walking about 6 miles total (I actually went online to figure it out), and so exercise for the day? Check.
October 25, 2009
October 23, 2009
October 20, 2009
October 19, 2009
October 18, 2009
I love stories. Hearing them. Reading them. Telling them. With all this multi-media at our disposal this is skill I think we are losing. Remember when you were a kid and asked, "Tell me a story"? At some point we got too grown up to ask that childish question. Not childish at all in my opinion. It is how we learn, experience and remember.
I've been thinking lately about all those stories that disappear when people die. What happens to those stories if no-one remembers them? Am reminded of a particular moment in time - I'm in Cochin with my maternal Ammachi at the beside of her sister who is in a coma. Ammachi is telling me stories about the antics they got up to when they were little girls. A memory that haunts me because I did not record the details at the time. Since then have captured stories that my loved ones tell me in my journals. And just this week bought a digital voice recorder to capture the nuances of stories.
How do you capture your stories?
October 17, 2009
Earlier this week we celebrated our 18 year anniversary. Where the heck does the time go? Time seems endless when you are a kid - I remember how slowly the hours passed - maybe it simply felt that way because I was doing homework :-). It speeds up the older you get, and the speed up is not linear but exponential. Whether you are doing something you love or not, time flies by, so why not do something fun today?
October 16, 2009
October 15, 2009
This is the second journal-type book by the author I have read and I loved it. The author's mother starts to get senile as she gets older and the book explores their relationship - past and present. I am reminded of all the stories that disappear when a person dies. This is such a gift the author has given her family.
2. The Painter from Shanghai
A book I picked up because I liked the cover art and to my delight I loved it. I had never heard of this Chinese painter, and am again reminded of how little I know about Chinese history and art. This is a great read - tough at times, but gets you really thinking about the choices people make.
3. Top 10 Las Vegas
This is one of several books I read recently in preparation for my upcoming trip to Vegas. Fun and fact filled.
4. Arizona, New Mexico & the Grand Canyon Trips
Love this book. This is one I will buy, and hope to someday actually do all the trips described. Would be a great themed vacation.
5. The War of Art
Amazing little gem of a book. Another one I will read again and again. I felt a shift in my mental models as I read this. What could be a greater gift than that? Here is a little nugget:
"We're not born with unlimited choices.
We can't be anything we want to be. We come into this world with a specific, personal destiny.
We have a job to do, a calling to enact, a self to become. We are who we are from the cradle, and we're stuck with it.
Our job in this lifetime is not to shape ourselves into some ideal we imagine we ought to be, but to find out who we already are and become it."
October 14, 2009
October 13, 2009
When Luke was little, we took him to the Concord Children's Museum and he found a little giraffe that he loved and he walked around with it all day. Flash forward almost 5 years later and Luke loved this giraffe that we got from our neighbor. He spent the afternoon making his case as to why it should go home with him, and he named it Gus.