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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 35 :: oh, gandhi

4 Feb

Kindness.

Just. This. Tonight. Enough. Said.

More tomorrow….
Lovemore,
Jamie
P.S. Kindness Challenge #5: Listen Deeply
If you choose to accept this challenge, please join me in

  • There is Listening. And there is Listening… and THEN there is LISTENING. 
  • How deeply can you listen this week?

{gentle?}
#lovemore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 112 :: no fear friday

22 Apr

Day 112: Fearless.

My tummy is full. So is my heart. Tonight I enjoyed a little dinnertime conversation at what is becoming my standard Filling Station. Thanks for dinner Jaynane!! It was a fun surprise. The best of surprises are the good ones from those you love, don’t you think?

Anyhoo…. the table asked us this:

So tonight I ask you this… what would you love to do if you didn’t have any fear?
Happy Friday!
More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

P.S. Yoga coming up next…. if my tummy can handle it! I need a pose for digestion 😉

{no fear?}
#lovemoredomore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 280 :: fearless help

12 Oct
Today’s Bliss…..moving in.

It’s our first night in our new state of being. New place. New state.

And I couldn’t have done it without so much help. From friends and family and a few people in between. Asking for help isn’t always easy for me… It feels like towing a blurry line between being too needy and too whiny, of which I hate to be either. And yet, it feels so incredibly good to have support.

And that reminds me of this:
My friend Diane loves four letter words. It’s a game she plays. And tonight I’m reflecting on the four letters that spell H.E.L.P. Asking for help isn’t always easy, but it makes my life so much easier.

So tonight, I’m reminded that there’s a bit of love and bit of fearlessness in both giving and accepting assistance. And maybe that’s partly what bliss is made of?

So thank you – friends and family – you know who you are.

And I love you dearly.
Lovemore. Fearless.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore, 
Jamie
{fearless?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 246 :: priceless bliss

9 Sep
Tonight, this is my BLISS:

Doctor’s Appointment = 30 minutes
Time spent driving to and from doctor’s appointment = 8 hours
Slug Bugs seen on the way = 30
Receiving a clean bill of health for another year = PRICELESS!

The girls are back in town.

More tomorrow.

Lovemore, 
Jamie
 {feeling grateful?}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 45 :: heart-shaped bliss

14 Feb
Happy Valentine’s Day! This is what I woke up to. It was a total surprise.  The pancakes and the strawberries are heart shaped. Thank you Justin!

Oh, la la! Talk about thoughtful bliss.

Last chance!
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Just send me an email with your name and mailing address. One lucky winner will WIN. To be announced tomorrow! 

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

  {happy valentine’s day!}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 261 :: extraordinary love note #3, carpe diem

19 Sep

I remember the movie Dead Poets Society, mostly for two words. Carpe. Diem.

Those two words couldn’t have come at a better time in my life. They were like a gift really. As I believe words can be when given from the heart.

I also believe words can be medicine too.  And so it was that I was given “Carpe Diem” to help me through a teenage cancer diagnosis.

Seize the day. I have carried it with me ever since.

It seemed so profound at age seventeen when everything was on the line and high school came with high drama …SAT’s, college exams, choosing the right school, making the right decision, first dates, first kiss, first boyfriend, first leap into adulthood.

Seize the day.

It became a mantra and mandate when going through treatments, losing my hair, losing my teenage dreams, grasping for some assemblance of being “normal” in a sea of doctors, needles, nurses and radiation.

Seize the day.

It’s amazing that a phrase could mean even more at age forty, post mastectomy and reconstructive surgery. Living with the realization that I am one of the lucky ones.

Seize the day.

It caught me off guard today. I woke up and watched Pup limp across the room. His normal gallop turned to a slow, drawn out slide with his right leg. He’s been babying it all day, sometimes moving with ease and sometimes limping along like an old man. He is 91 in human years.

There’s nothing like watching my aging companion, the dog that sits by my side, my co-worker during the day, my cuddle buddy at night while watching TV, take on a limp. It makes me appreciate seizing the day even more than any of my own reasons.

And that makes this woman think that maybe that’s why they call a dog “man’s best friend.” I know Pup will lick his wounds and trot into another day, probably by tomorrow, or maybe even tonight if there is a treat involved.

But it makes me hear very clearly that clock that is always ticking. The one I try to ignore, the one that won’t go away.

And all I can yell back is “Carpe! Diem!”
Because this is, afterall, a love note.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

 

 {seize the day}

Jamie’s BLOG – DAY 203 :: be fearless

22 Jul

I received this note today from a friend.

He wrote: “I found your candy wrapper”…

At first I thought it was some sort of spam email. Or game request from Facebook. But then I opened it and saw this:

And I had to smile. Thanks for the sweet reminder. Surgery in three days. But this is a lifetime commitment.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

 

{how are you fearless?}

Jamie’s BLOG – DAY 190 :: halfway through peak performance

7 Jul

It’s funny how this promise thing works.

My first year of writing this blog and making a 365-day promise led me straight into a spiral of spiritual awakening. I thought I just signed up for a year of not shopping. Instead what actually unfolded was pure material magic, and mayhem on my diet, and in the end I discovered love. Pure love. The kind that sugar cannot buy.

It has continued that way each year. I THINK and I truly BELIEVE I am signing up for something so well planned out and conceived of the utmost brilliance. Then the year unfolds and I find that there was another plan in place by someone else — call it God, The Universe, The Divine, Higher Self, What Have You — “IT” has always thrown something else my way that I needed to learn, do, experience (lovemore-fearless!), have, hold, or give up in the case of my thyroid (abundance!).

This year is no different. I would have thought by now, in my year of peak performance, I would have already conquered marathons if not mountains in a single bound. It turns out I am stretching my breast tissue and preparing for another surgery for double mounds.

Isn’t it ironic. Don’t you think?

The year is only half over. One surgery down, one more to go. And there is still so much to unfold. There will be more twists and turns in this journey of peak performance, of that I am sure. Where it will take me, I do not know.

But in the process I am reminded that life is beautiful. And to that I share what has already unfolded for me:

Enjoy simple beauty, pause right now.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{how is your year unfolding?}

2014 BLOG – DAY 56 :: return of the creepy crawlies

25 Feb

The phantom spider is gone. 

I spotted it in the kitchen today at high noon. Just as Justin walked into the kitchen I looked up and pointed.

“See!!” I was ecstatic. “There it is. The spider!”

I felt like I had won a game of hide and seek. Actually, I felt sane. Like I hadn’t been imagining a huge, black spider that only crawled on the kitchen walls just for me.

“Ah, do you want to play with it?” Justin asked as he reached up to grab it.

“No!” I screamed.

“I thought you liked spiders now.” Justin smiled as he whisked the spider off the wall and it fell into Brady’s dog crate. Now we had to try to find a black spider in a black metal dog crate.

Justin tipped the crate from side to side looking for the fuzzy, black thing. Brady ran around in circles, expecting something very exciting to happen. We had, after all, invaded his space.

Justin finally spotted the spider, clinging to one of the metal bars of the crate and scooped it up in a napkin. He then walked outside and release the poor little spider (Did I say little? It was huge).

If you’re keeping score, here’s the standings:
Spider = 1
Jamie = 0
Brady = best. day. ever.
Justin = my hero.

As for peak performance?
None for me today.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

{what’s haunting you?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 255 :: hanging on the words lovemore fearless

14 Sep

A HUGE box arrived today. 

The dogs went berserk, barking incessantly during my nap. I rose from the bed and wobbled to the door to find a FEDEX delivery man…

And a VERY large box.
It was almost 6 feet long and 4 inches wide. Tall and thin. What could be in it?

It was flat and light. 
What could be tucked inside this box?

I looked at the label and read that it was indeed addressed to me from Kelley Holub. The boxed traveled all the way from East Coast to West Coast.

What could it be? 
When Justin arrived home we opened it together and gently released the contents inside.

It was a sign.

The sign is almost as large as my turquoise dresser. And each letter is made out of upholstery nails. 

And of course I LOVE IT!

Thank you dear Kelley. It has already been hung on the wall behind my desk (thank you Justin!).

A blank wall that was just waiting for something special.

I really don’t know what to say, other thank THANK YOU from the bottom of my cup runneth over heart.

I love this reminder that will hang over my desk (and head) every single day.

It has me thinking…
What do you love?
Where can you fear less?

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

{what do you love?}
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