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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 34 :: the joy of pats

3 Feb
{twas the night before}

‘Twas the night before the Super Bowl and all through the house, not a creature was stirring not even a Pats fan. And when I say Pats fan, I mean Justin. He is as giddy as a little boy on Christmas morning. In a few hours, Justin will board a plane for Minneapolis for a date with destiny. Thanks to a few cousins and some lucky last minute tickets.

The funny thing is, he has been waiting his entire life for this day. His favorite team and the Super Bowl all culminating into one big game in a brand, grand new stadium. It’s everything the little boy in him always dreamed of — especially when the Patriots were terrible. Like…. really terrible. For years. Decades. Yet, he has remained strong and steadfast. Always a believer.

It’s easy to forget those years now… the New England Patriots are a dynasty in the making. If not already a legend and a legacy. But there were days when the team was only this special in the hearts of little boys and a few grown men.

One of those little boys who is now a grown man, will be in a seat at the stadium that Minneapolis built. Rooting for his team. From the sidelines. Just like he always has… with passion in his soul and hope in his heart.

And that reminds me…this is what JOY is made of.

What a joy to see someone’s dream come true.
Priceless, really.

More tomorrow… (Go Pats!!)

Lovemore,
Jamie

{dreams}
#lovemore

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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 8 – DAY 21 :: tears of joy

21 Jan
{nail biter}

We woke up in the middle of the night to no power. No electricity, no lights, nothing but darkness.

There was a huge windstorm that blew all over town and blew down trees and then blew out all the power in our neighborhood. I took the dogs out in the darkness. I drove to Starbucks just to get my hands on hot water (for my prescribed morning tea).

On my way home I saw a dog walking down the street and noticed he was hopping along — on three legs. He was missing a leg but it didn’t stop him from hopping along after his owners. He looked as happy as could be. As if he had no clue that dogs usually come with four legs.

It may have been a sign.

The power came back on at  12:00 PM.  The Patriot’s game started at 12:05 PM.  Just. In. Time. But, the tension didn’t stop there.

The Patriots played the first three quarters like a dog with three legs. Hopping along but not quite hitting their stride. It wasn’t until the final two minutes OF THE ENTIRE GAME that we Patriot’s fans could breathe again. The Patriots came from behind for the AFC Championship win but a few of us almost had a heart attack in the process.

Justin, of course, was as cool of cucumber. But when the game was over, I cried. Tears of joy – and possibly some pent up, sitting on the edge of my seat pangs of panic and frustration.

Easy to say on this side of it all – winning in the final minutes. And I think that may be where tears of joy come from… the hope that everything will turn out the way you want.

Oh, Joy – on to the Superbowl!

More tomorrow…

Lovemore,
Jamie

{joy-full}
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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 298 :: boston’s bliss

29 Oct

Today’s bliss…. oh Pats!

Even from the west coast we can feel the love.

There’s something very special (even for someone like me who doesn’t know the first thing about football) about watching your team win. 

Boston’s bliss.

More tomorrow.
Lovemore,
Jamie

{awe}
#lovemoredomore

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 10 :: holy crap that was a game

10 Jan

There are a lot of blissful New England Patriots fans tonight.

And all I can say is that game was stressful. I literally had to close my eyes because it was so difficult to watch at times. It was not a blissful experience until Julian Edelman threw a little surprise quarterback magic (wow!).

It’s amazing how a little leather ball can cause so much pain and suffering, stress and worry, and incredible bliss too. 

But I’m happy (and relieved) to see the Pats win and advance forward. Let the games really begin!

Speaking of games…

From yesterday’s Movie Trivia:  

What is the name of the first movie Clint Eastwood directed?
If you answered Play Misty For Me you were right!

More tomorrow. 
Lovemore,
Jamie

 

 {what brought you bliss today?}

BLOG – GIFT DAY 307 – a month of inspiration :: wake up

3 Nov

Did you catch the eclipse this morning? If not, you can catch some photos of this amazing occurrence here.

As for me, I slept in. That’s why we have the internet, right?

I have to admit, missing the moment does have me thinking about the moon and the stars and what it means to wake up.

So today, in this month of inspiration, I dedicate today to waking up… in all sorts of ways.

First, a little tune to rev you up and wake me up.

Apparently, this eclipse is ushering in a new opportunity for all of us. I don’t follow astrology, but I do find this list of ways this eclipse will wake you up fascinating from Mystic Mama:

“This eclipse marks an opportunity to stop and take stock, turn within and ask ourselves some probing questions about what’s really going on in our lives…”

and

“Focus on what is working. Focus on the good in your life.”

No matter the season, the moon or the stars, I love the idea of starting off with a FRESH SLATE. The good news is… we all have a fresh slate.

Every single morning.

In fact, we are waking up to an entirely new season today. Did you set your clocks back?

And finally, no matter where you are right now, I have to highlight this from Kelley Rosano:

Define yourself by what is true for you.


Need more inspiration to start your week?  

Check out 37 Dr. Seuss Quotes That Can Change The World from our friends at Bright Drops.

Now, please excuse me, I’m off to prepare for the Patriots Game which is scheduled to be aired on the west coast according to the CBS coverage map. (See? An abundance of miracles are all around us!)

How will you wake up this week?

More tomorrow.
Lovemore {fearless}
Jamie

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Day 332: when it’s love

29 Nov

We are still on the road…literally posting from the passenger seat tonight.

It comes with some beautiful views:

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And for those who are wondering…..
We do not have a seat strapped to the top of the car (wheeeeew!) although Justin was bummed that our mechanic wasn’t interested in selling that original seat from the New England Patriot’s original stadium.

We do however have Thursday night football on the radio…

Speaking of the radio, we heard this song three times (in three different states) today: Van Halen, When It’s Love

http://m.youtube.com/#/watch?v=9thvSfq8w2o&desktop_uri=%2Fwatch%3Fv%3D9thvSfq8w2o

Odd?
Interesting?
Perfect?

It is officially a road trip.
Lovemore,
Jamie

Day 280: for the love of a patriot and a big bird

7 Oct

Today, Justin wouldn’t let me leave the house without wearing some sort of New England Patriots’ gear.

So he gave me his sweatshirt:

And the team won. Hey, I’m not saying my patronage had anything to do with it, but you know those fans. They LOVE their team (and superstitions).

Speaking of fans… I hear Big Bird may be in need of some more. You can check out the Million Muppet March here if you are so inclined.

And if that’s not your thing, then I say…
Just follow your heart. 

Day 22: it’s your lucky year

22 Jan

Tomorrow begins the Year of The Dragon and the Chinese New Year.  There will be much celebration.  Tomorrow also marks Blue Monday, supposedly the most depressing day of the year.

One stands for luck.
The other represents a moody, depressed, hide-in-bed-with-covers-over-your-head kind of existence.

How can these two diabolically opposed ideas be the same day?
I suppose it depends on if you see the glass (or rather — the day) as half-full or half-empty.

Maybe it depends on what side of the field you sit.

Today, everyone in my household was focused on luck, huddled around the television watching men in tights run an odd-shaped ball up and down a 100-yard field.   Luck was top of mind (actually PRAYING was top of mind) as the New England Patriots barely pulled out a win and landed a place in Super Bowl XLVI.

But, it was close. They almost lost, many, many times.

And that got me thinking…
What would happen if we always focused on the lucky side of the equation?  When we win.  And, when we lose.

Isn’t that, indeed, love?

Wherever you sit on the field tonight, I wish you a Blue Monday full of roses.
And, I wish you a Year of The Dragon full of luck.

As they say in Mandarin: 
Gong Xi Fa Ca!
  — “wishing you prosperity”

Day 343: f*ing friday :: fan

9 Dec

TGIF.
Today continues the weekly series, F*ing Fridays, which will coincidentally occur on Friday. I mentioned some of my favorite F words back on Day 5, including: Fearless, Fabulous, Fine, Fun, Faith, Freedom, Forgiveness, to name a Few.

Last week I dove into the word Frontier.

Today’s F*ing Friday is dedicated to the word:
Fan.

As in, the joy of sox.

When Justin and I moved in together a few years ago he requested only one thing:

Sundays.
It was reserved for football.  He promised to show up and be there for our relationship in every way possible, but he really wanted me to understand how much he loved football.

“No problem,” I said.  After all, I’m an ex-athlete, I get the love for a game.

Then football season started.

As if the tattoo of the New England Patriots logo on his leg wasn’t enough, it turns out he also has specific rituals of his fandom.

Including not shaving his face as long as the Patriots win.
If the Patriots lose a game, he shaves.
If the Patriots win, well, he doesn’t shave.

I totally support Justin’s dedication as a fan.
But, I have to admit, as the season drags on I find myself secretly wishing the Pats would lose.  Not lose a lot mind you, but maybe lose a game perfectly placed every three weeks or so.

I would like to at least recognize the man sitting next to me on the couch.

I mean, really — do you know how long the football season is — especially if the team is any good and plays in the post season?  Even longer if they make it to the Superbowl.

I have begged Justin to shave his beard.
I have even said:  “You can’t impact the game.  You’re just a fan.”

Today I learned something f*ing different.

Dr. Eric Leskowitz spoke about the power of intention and group energy in his workshop: The Joy of Sox Weird Science and the Power of Intention.

He specifically studied the 2004 championship Red Sox team and the fans that helped make it happen.  Yep, that’s right.

Turns out fans DO impact the game.
And the players and the outcome.
We all impact each other and the energy around us.

The Global Consciousness Project out of Princeton has the data to back this up. They collect data continuously from a global network of physical random number generators located at 70 sites around the globe.

By analyzing the data during major global events they have seen the random numbers become non-random for no apparent reason other that our GROUP consciousness.

Events like the death of Princess Diana sent the random number generators out of control.

Even more interesting, on the morning of September 11, 2001 the number generators started reacting hours BEFORE anyone was aware of the terrorist attacks.

It all points in one direction:  group consciousness exists.

It affects all of us, our companies, our families, our communities … and our sports teams.

This backs up the phenomena Dr. Leskowitz has studied in Fenway Park.  When fans pray from their heart with good wishes it physically affects the electromagnetic field — including the players and the ball.

And, it works both ways.
When fans scream negativities like “Yankees Suck” it actually sucks the energy force out of the entire park — for both teams.

So what’s the advice to turn your luck around?
It’s to simply believe with all your heart. It starts one person at a time and spreads from there.

So, with that, I leave you with this.

Justin, I was wrong.
Fans DO impact the game.  You can keep your beard. 

Day 16: day of worship

16 Jan

Today is a day of worship in my house… er, apartment.
The New England Patriots worshiping kind.

It is a religion of sorts. It is indeed the chosen doctrine of my favorite man, Justin, who enjoys the weekly sermon on the mount (correction: 50 yard line).

Let me share a very important piece of data: my birthday is January 26th.

Which labels me an Aquarius. It also means as a child I endured the full swing of football season smack dab in the middle of my birthday season, and sometimes the Super Bowl landed directly on my day of celebration. (In these years specifically: 2003, 1997, 1992, 1986)

Yes. 1986.
Just what every 12 year old girl wishes for: a Super Bowl birthday party.
Lucky me!

There’s nothing that says happy birthday better than a 10 minute half-time show to hurry up and open the gifts you’ve been anticipating all year long.

I should be clear: I like football. I just like all the wrong things.

I notice the uniform colors, the promotions, all of the brands advertising.
This comes directly from my experience in the world of sports marketing and promotions. I can’t help it, it’s just how my brain works, analyzing the behind-the-scenes, the production, the product.

I usually miss the game part of the game.

I also notice this in the man I love: Justin gets just as excited about the latest New England game stats as I do about the latest Max Mara coat, Joes Jeans or Levenger paper products.

My form of worship takes place in the mall and in the glossy pages of catalogs.

Maybe we all have our own brand of a promised land?
This year, I am trying my hand at a promise. My promise to take the year off from my form of “worship” in order to be more aware, and to invest that energy into my head, heart, body and soul.

What is yours?
And if you took a year off from it, where would you invest your time and energy?
I’m not suggesting you should… just asking the question.

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