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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 198 :: kind dessert

9 Aug

Yum.

Sometimes you just have to eat dessert.

And tonight I did enjoy this dessert and it was sooooo yummy!
Kind move?
I think so!

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie

{kind dessert}
#lovemore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 178 :: strawberry bliss forever

2 Jul
What was the question?  Oh yes, bliss.
That brings me to this!

I was just going to make strawberry shortcake tonight but then Justin kicked me out of the kitchen for his super secret takeover of the dessert tray.

His secret ingredient?  Mint!  And layers… two layers of whip cream and cake.
Oh bliss. Let the fireworks begin.

More tomorrow. 

Lovemore, 
Jamie
  {what fireworks?}
#lovemoredomore

Day 005: the gift of a beignet

5 Jan

Last night I ate dinner with my friends Gavin & Stephen.

I haven’t seen them in so very long. We caught up about life and all the time lost between the last time we dined in the South End of Boston.

gavin, jamie eslinger, the promise daily

In the middle of dinner I shared my promise to find, capture and explore abundance this year. Which sparked an entire conversation around… you guessed it, abundance.

What is abundance?

Gavin shared that he always thinks of food when the word pops up — like an abundance at Thanksgiving.

We all agreed that abundance sometimes has a negative connotation — as in too much.

And that made me wonder…

  • What is too much?
  • Can we ever have too much?
  • What do we do with too much?

As we were contemplating these deep thoughts our waiter brought dessert to the table…

beignet, the promise daily, jamie eslinger

Which was WAY TOO MUCH!

Stephen so kindly bestowed upon me the gift of a beignet. It was chocolate and gooey and so very yummy.

As I bit into the ooey, gooey, yummy chocolate I thought to myself….

THIS IS A GIFT.

Both the gift of friendship — sharing dessert together — AND the gift of giving myself a chocolate treat.

Maybe this gift thing is already working some magic?

Speaking of gifts…
It’s official. Yesterday’s winner of the FREE song on iTunes is Steve Reed, with his comment:

“This reminds me of the song by Mike + The Mechanics: All I Need is a Miracle.”

Well Steve, your wish is granted.
“All I need is a Miracle” is yours!

Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S. Special note of thanks to Ginny Barney who paid the gift forward! She was the first to comment but gave her gift to the next person in line. How awesome is that?

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Day 82: the cookie monster who ate monster cookies

22 Mar

Today I toured the Cottey College campus and saw some very familiar sights.

Including my old dorm room (do you recognize the door to our room, Laura?)

And, Hinkhouse, home to the Student Government Association where I spent most of my time.

But, the place on campus that caught my attention most was not a building. It wasn’t a classroom or a pretty path with blooming flowers either.

It was MONSTER COOKIES.
As I picked up my tray and grabbed my food items for lunch, I turned the corner and recognized an old friend, just sitting there waiting for me.  Staring at me.  Calling my name.

It was a plate of MONSTER COOKIES.
I’m not exactly sure just what is in MONSTER COOKIES but I know there is chocolate, maybe some M&M’s and possibly some oatmeal.

It’s funny what can send a crashing wave of nostalgia over one’s head, heart, body and soul. Like the giggles and singing in a lunch line, the giddy conversations and deep debates over a dinner in the dining hall.  Or, even the confiscating of MONSTER COOKIES in napkins to take back to our dorm room.

It’s not the cookie. It’s never the cookie.
It’s the time, place and people the cookie represents.

Isn’t it amazing what a cookie can represent?

I have not had any sweets for almost a year now, since I said sayonara to my sugar addiction last May.

I’ve been so good by not eating sugars that I no longer crave them.
The-Girl-Who-Always-Ordered-Dessert and The Cookie Monster are no longer inside me.

I’m proud to report that today I passed up a MONSTER COOKIE.
I didn’t even reach for it.

Some things may still look the same and never change,
but other things are remarkably different.

Day 262: what do you know for sure?

19 Sep

It ain’t what you don’t know that gets you into trouble. It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so.
—Mark Twain

There are so many things I don’t know, and, the deeper I go into this year and this promise, the more I am learning about what I don’t know.

Tonight I met up with my dear friend Gavin at a restaurant, getting in a little time to catch up during my short stay in Boston.  As we chatted, Gavin asked me about what’s changed in my life during this year and specifically what will I keep doing once the year is over?

The answer was easy: Sugar.
I never before knew just how addicted to sugar I am, or how terribly evil sugar can be on the human body.  I was never aware.  I just didn’t know.

Not only did I not know how very destructive sugar could be, rather, I KNEW that I loved dessert.  And, I thought it was completely normal to be a sugar aficionado, a woman who never left a restaurant without ordering dessert.

In fact, I would always complain that restaurants should have a tiny chocolate chip cookie that was warm and gooey available for dessert — just so you could have a tiny sweet treat even if you were stuffed and couldn’t stomach a full blown dessert.

It’s what you know for sure that just ain’t so that gets you into trouble.

Now, I know, at least about sugar.
I also know a little about meditation and the power and peace it brings. I know about toxicity too, and the importance of detoxing my body.

But, what I don’t know (although I feel I am getting closer to understanding) is that ever present question: what is the soul?

This weekend Deepak Chopra touched upon some soul food and some answers.  He pointed out that when it comes to the soul, science cannot locate it.  Through body scans, PET scan, radiology, surgery, the soul cannot be located … therefore, the simplest explanation is: if you can’t find something in the body, it’s not there.

The soul, he described, is our core consciousness and it is not local.  Meaning, it is not locatable in time or space.

Then, he had the audience, the entire 4,000+ person audience sit in silence and listen to him speak.  As the room fell silent and his voice filled the void, he reminded each of us that the one listening to him, the one focusing on nothing else but being present, is the soul.

Try it for a second if you like.
Sit in silence.  Who is there.  Who is hearing the trees blow in the fall wind outside your window? Who is hearing children in the room next door?  Who is hearing the hum of the air conditioner?

Who is it with you, when you sit in silence and observe?

I may not know …yet.
But, I’m going with Deepak on this one:  It is the soul.

“I am not in the body.
I am not in the mind.
I am not in the world.
It is in me.”

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