As I was tending my garden I realized that I would soon need to start treating it for slugs. Slugs are bottom feeders who not only feed on scraps but sometimes suck the life right out of beautiful plants and flowers. There are people like those worms. They practice “leveling” as a contact sport. The common term for them is “playa haters.” Such people use weaponry of harmful words, ‘accidental forgetting,” glances, snickers, misdirection and direct insult to level the playing field. They are “jealous spirits” – some with no hope of recovery. Like many folk, I have on occasion, sought validation from these types, who depending on their own sense of self at the moment, might parcel out faint praise or at least be nice to me. Now as I enter an age of enlightenment and self-worth I chose, when I can, to be around people who like themselves and like me genuinely. Choosing one’s audience is important. Still it’s not the only course of action against slugs. Prayer and wishing your enemy the best are good tactics to take out the sting of cruel or lying words or misdeeds. As misery likes company sometimes you have to stay away from whole groups and institutions. Some places such as one’s job are filled with people who have no purpose or sense of self. There you can just “grin and bear it” – a trick I learned from my late father who simply would smile at people spoutting nonsense or exhibiting petty cruelty. So next time try a simple smile and/ or even compassion for your “playa hating” enemy or frenemy – the unfortunate behavior won’t stop but you’ll be able to deal with the situation with grace and gain instant peace of mind. Playa haters’ jealousy or envy can only bring you down if you let it. Take a page from Roxie and Jean Claude. Some would say Roxie is more possessed than self-possessed but then she doesn’t give a juggernaut what is said about her.
Category Archives: Cooking
A new Italian eatery -pizzeria has opened up in my neighborhood. The food is delcious – the atomosphere superb. I’ve been there several times in the last few weeks and I leave with a level of physical and emotional satisfaction. Sometimes new challeges leave us feeling drained or feeling inept but they always result in our greater good. We have to change: our mental condition, our health, etc.
Here’s a recipe from a Facebook friend Raneeka from her blog – socialite in the kitchen.
Ingredients 2 pounds fresh kale, stems removed and leaves coarsely chopped 4 tablespoons olive oil 2 cloves garlic, finely sliced 1/2 cup vegetable stock or water Sea Salt Fresh Ground Black Pepper 2 tablespoons red wine vinegar (optional)
Directions Heat olive oil in a large saucepan over medium-high heat. Add the garlic and cook until soft, but not colored. Raise heat to high, add the stock, vinegar and kale and toss to combine. Cover and cook for 5 minutes. Remove cover and continue to cook, stirring until all the liquid has evaporated. Season with salt and pepper to taste.
I was born today. I suppose that makes me special in that the day itself comes only every four years. Today I’m looking out at the landscape of my life and I’m happy. I have wonderful friends, family and a life I enjoy. There are challenges . Despite the fact I have a superior staff at my job…really just wonderful people who are very talented…work of late as become a challenge. My sister has MS and while she is courageous and cheerful, the disease has progressed. I have a job, my sister, who sent me the corniest Blue Mountain card ever, is still with us and she is slowly doing a little better. There is always a bright side to every dilemma. So today as I am special in God’s eyes I will focus on positive change and moving forward.
Most of you know that Roxie and Jean Claude no longer reside with me on a permanent basis. At first when I would visit CCL’s house there were clear signs Roxie, the Japanese bobtail missed me – if I took a nap on CCL’s sofa, she would sleep on top of me. She came to greet me as does Jean Claude, the black Bombay who thinks he a dog, as soon as I opened the door to CCL’s house. Once situated she started to come around after I had been in my daughter’s house for awhile, a low herself to be petted and rubbed and then proceed to prowl and walk around as if she were queen of the manor. At some point Roxie was not herself for a couple of days, she refiused to come downstairs and was tender when picked up, perhaps a set back following her surgery last fall but the last few days I went to visit her she seemed to be her old self – Queen of the Manor.
CCL and I recently went to the Sachal Vasandani , – A Chicago-born jazz singer of Indian descent – amazing. Sachal’s “Eyes Wide Open-Naked As We Came” truly fits the “Rhythm of Roxie.”