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 JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 7 – KINDNESS  DAY 191 :: coolness is kind

2 Aug


It’s a hot summer. And getting hotter by the day. While it is NOT as hot here in Washington as it was when we lived in Oregon (109 today! in Grants Pass) it still feels like one hot summer.

Which brings me to this — is there anything KINDER than a cool breeze on a hot day?

Here’s to kindness. In all of its many forms.

More tomorrow….


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JAMIE’S BLOG – YEAR 6 – YOGA DAY 282 :: stormy weather

15 Oct

Day 282: Soooooo close.

The storm is in its final throws and blows, and hopefully it will just blow over tonight. Mother Nature is full of tricks or treats in October it seems.

We are so close to getting through this storm, and have fared much better than predicted — and better than our old homeland, state of Oregon.

I have learned one thing in this storm…. I have NO idea what to expect from the weather on the West Coast!  I’m learning…. I’m learning… and crossing my fingers that this storm is really going to be done tonight.

Namaste Mother Nature, namaste.

More tomorrow.

{west coast}

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JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 276 :: a blissful last cup

8 Oct
While packing today I found a coffee coupon in my purse. It was tucked deep inside the crevices of my wallet. A treat from the first week we moved to Grants Pass, when I relied on coffee shop WIFI for my internet while Charter took it’s sweet time getting installed.

Which I find ironic, as I am now at that same coffee shop sucking up WIFI for my final blog post. Internet has been packed up along with the rest of our belongings.

So cheers…to our last night in Oregon.

Ironically, Hit The Road Jack is playing over the coffee shop speakers as I close out my last blog post in the beaver state.

Well, I guess if you say so
I’d have to pack my things and go. (That’s right)
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more, no more, no more, no more.
Hit the road Jack and don’t you come back no more
What you say?

More tomorrow.
{new adventures?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 171 :: 90’s at night

25 Jun
Just reporting the facts tonight. It’s hot. I’m not complaining…. I’m just telling it like it is….90 degrees at 10PM. 

108 degrees tomorrow. Not complaining, that is. Just reporting the facts. I like to be warm. It brings me bliss… but this is more like blisters!

More tomorrow. 

  {hot or not?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 131 :: birthday part 2

16 May
Baby Grapes!


And …gardens!

A blissful Saturday for Justin’s birthday weekend.

More tomorrow.

  {bliss on}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 128 :: oh pink!

13 May
Long day. Late night. So I give you this:

More tomorrow.

  {what are you wishing for?}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 127 :: the four leaf clover

12 May
I’m having a hard time choosing flower photos to share from our trip to Eugene. Do I share the the bleeding hearts? Or the rhodies? Or the roses? Oh the colors!!! They all bring such bliss.

Who knew I could get so excited about flowers? For most of my life flowers were what followed me around hospitals and surgeries. Or what I didn’t receive on Valentine’s Day.

Until we had a garden I thought flowers came from the store, or a florist, or FTD.com. Now, they are what lights me up from the inside out, what grows in the garden, what blooms with life. So tonight, I decided to start sharing some of my flower photos from our trip. Starting with clover.

We spent some time in the park looking for a four leaf clover. For a moment I questioned if these even exist… is it just a myth?

This is what Wikipedia has to say on the matter:

  • “The four-leaf clover is an uncommon variation of the common, three-leaved clover. According to tradition, such leaves bring good luck to their finders, especially if found accidentally. In addition, each leaf is believed to represent something: the first is for faith, the second is for hope, the third is for love, and the fourth is for luck.[1]
I particularly like this line: 
  • “It is debated whether the fourth leaf is caused genetically or environmentally. Its relative rarity (1 in 10,000 clovers[2]) suggests a possible recessive gene appearing at a low frequency. Alternatively, four-leaf clovers could be caused by somatic mutation or a developmental error of environmental causes.”
A somatic mutation? It stood out to me, jumped off the page. What does that mean? So I looked it up…

Somatic mutation:

  • “A change in the genetic structure that is not inherited from a parent, and also not passed to offspring, is called a somatic cell genetic mutation or acquired mutation.[77]
And there it was. Staring right back at me.

The somatic mutation is me. I am a genetic conundrum. I like to say I am now the bionic woman with so many surgeries, removed organs and implants, well, let’s just call them new parts… the transition seems complete. I have mutated.

And now, as I sit here with clean bill of health in hand, I realize that as I was looking over that bed of clover, searching for the lucky leaf, it was with me all along.

I am the four leaf clover. A somatic mutation. And, if I don’t say so myself, one hell of a lucky girl. Instead of counting leaves I am counting my blessings. And all the well wishes and love notes and FLOWERS I have received on this journey from the people who have held my hand and uplifted my soul – friends, family, nurses, doctors, medicine people and angels.

Thank you for your love and support.
May it return to you a million times over.
And may beautiful flowers be with you.

More tomorrow.


  {are you counting your blessings}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 126 :: clean bill of bliss

11 May
Whew! What a day. We are finally home after a roundabout trip to Portland and back, this time carrying a clean bill of health home!

I think I will say that again. CLEAN BILL OF HEALTH. I was expecting it but it’s so nice to actually have it in hand, tucked inside my pocket (or maybe I should say between my new cleavage!). Regardless where it goes I am holding onto it and the BLISS that it brings me.  

The other blissful moments of today included… bringing my own “Janes” wellness gown (instead of Johnnies)… the day after I interviewed the founder and visionary of GetJanes,com, Sharon Linder (more coming soon on that!).  

You can bring your own gown too! Check it out. They are so soft and comfy and make you feel so cozy even when you’re all naked and vulnerable at the doctor’s office. I think it’s one little step that helps you take control of your medical experience…. and they are so comfy!

They are so comfy …I actually wore my Jane later in the day too! At a spa!

Justin TOTALLY surprised me with a side trip to a spa, an out-of-the-way stop on our way home to celebrate the good news day. We soaked in this outdoor mineral bath at Belknap Resort…. and it was heaven! Outside, next to a river and floral garden… and my favorite kind of warm (hot water!).

It’s enough to make me want to have more blissdays to celebrate my wellness. (And I think you should too!!)

More tomorrow.

  {happy blissday}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 125 :: more and more flowers…

10 May
We are on the road! Headed to Portland for a one-year check up (yes, one year!). So on the way we stopped at a floral bonanza in Eugene. I think I have more flower photos than I could possibly ever post.So today…I’m just sharing a rose… it’s just a start.

Because there are so many more photos to share… okay, one more:

I know my mama would have loved them. Happy Mother’s Day!

More tomorrow.

P.S. AWESOME #LoveMoreDoMore interview with Sharon Linder today from Get Janes! I will post a photo tomorrow of my Janes at my doctor’s appointment. Want to get one of your own? Click here.
{happy mother’s day}

JAMIE’S BLOG – DAY 331 :: but why?

29 Nov

Tonight I participated in my first Civil War. Since we have officially moved to Oregon I am officially learning the way of the land, and the way of war, when it comes to Oregon State and the University of Oregon.

Luckily this war includes mostly chips and guacamole, with a round of Thanksgiving leftovers. But, still, the stakes were high.

Right as the game started, as all the little kids professed their team pride and announced who they wanted to win, one little boy said:

“I don’t care who wins as long as somebody wins!” He said it with a joyous smile. He meant it in the most sincere way. We assured him that his wish would come true.

It reminded me of my own little girl self. The one who wanted everything to be good for everyone and constantly asked, “But why?” when it wasn’t.

I didn’t understand most concepts of winning and losing, and certainly not fighting and war. Many times I asked my father to explain it to me over and over and our conversations always ended with me saying two words. BUT WHY?

At one point I thought I solved all conflicts of the world forevermore. I knew how to prevent any further death or dying on the account of any war. My solution? A golf tournament.

I couldn’t understand why the adults around me didn’t understand the beauty of my solution. No one would die in a golf tournament. No one would get hurt in a golf tournament. Everyone would have to play by the rules and the winner would be clearly chosen based on their “peak performance” by hitting a little tiny white ball instead of somebody else.

Of course that idea went nowhere. But I really like the little girl who came up with it. In some ways I wish I could tell her she was smarter than she knew.

But tonight, I am happy to reassure a little boy that the Oregon Game had a winner. The Ducks took home the prize and advance on to the next game. In my opinion it’s still not as civil as a golf tournament, but I’m sure both winner and loser took home some serious lessons in peak performance.

But why?

More tomorrow. 

P.S. If you have questions that you want answered, I invite you to attend a special interview tomorrow.  Click here to learn more.


 {what questions do you have?}
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