“The chief enemy of creativity is good sense.” ― Pablo Picasso
I still continue to try my hand at mosaics. Below are my last two works.
This one I call Nativity. It is my idea of a Nativity scene and I love it. I made it out pieces of a broken cookie jar and a broken mug. It is 11.5 x 8 inches.
This one I named Butterflies and Flowers. It is 24 x 20 inches. I made it using different glass stones that I got at the 99 cent store. I had originally named it Butterflies, but when I was done a friend came over and when he saw it he asked: Are those butterflies or flowers?
Flowers and Butterflies
“Imagination is everything. It is the preview of life’s coming attractions.” ― Albert Einstein
I was going to have a date on Valentine’s Day with this person from Plenty of Fish. It was a last minute invitation and since I had nothing planned I said yes. (also, as a side note, this is one Valentine’s Day that didn’t bother me at all, I was totally indifferent to the fact that I am single)
I walked to the bar at the appointed time imagining he was not there as he said he was running late. I looked through the glass windows when I got there and didn’t see him there.
I didn’t want to walk into this bar alone because I always had a weird feeling about it. (I did agree to meet him there since I thought it would be a good excuse for me to try this bar and perhaps erase the feeling I have about it)
I had texted a couple of times saying that I was going to wait for him at the door and then saying that I was outside by the door. Later I called and he didn’t pick up. Finally 20 minutes later when I texted that I was going to walk home, since he apparently had stood me up, he texts me that he is inside the bar.
As I am reading the text and not sure what to think, he walks out and without saying hello rudely says: you can’t walk into a bar? I was floored, shocked, at not only what he said, but how rudely he said it and I said: No I can’t!
He turns his back to me and walks back inside, I turn around and start walking home. For a second I felt I was in a movie or something other than real life.
“Rudeness is the weak man’s imitation of strength.” ― Edmund Burke
I was shocked and confused at first, wondering why a guy would travel 1 hour to come and meet me and then have this kind of behavior. But immediately I am strangely at peace and not even annoyed. I know in my heart I just dodged a bullet.
“No one is more insufferable than he who lacks basic courtesy.” ― Bryant McGill
As I walk the 2 blocks home I am thanking my guardian angels and my lucky stars for protecting me and preventing me from meeting a person that clearly it is not good for me!
Perhaps I should have walked into the bar, but what kind of man, ignores texts and phone calls and then is that rude? Not the man that I deserve that is for sure!
I really do feel blessed and consider situations like this a blessing and not a curse!
“Blessings sometimes show up in unrecognizable disguises. ” ― Janette Oke
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Montreal is calling
Well, my new friend D. from Montreal (the one I mentioned in my previous post) sent me another email. He asked me if I had plans of seeing him again.
I replied: “Plans to meet again? is the ball on my court? I guess we need to talk about that.”
He enjoyed the “ball on my court” comment (English is not his first language so I am assuming he had never heard of that expression before) and said that we need to plan it.
I would like to see him again as I had a great time with him but more as a friend and not anything romantic. I have a feeling he desires romance, and I desire friendship.
So I am just not sure what will happen here. Stay tuned!
It is hard to be honest about this, but what is the point of having a blog about my life if I am not going to be completely honest? On Valentine’s Day I was hoping to hear from Ex.
I know for sure I don’t want to be back with him. I know that he wouldn’t be good for me. Not that getting back together is even an option. He has already been living with someone since we broke up.
There is this part of me that still wants him to think of me. Why do I still crave those morsels of attention? I guess because I have such a hard time forgetting about him I am wishing he feels the same.
But what is the point? I know better!
Then in the afternoon, there comes his text: “Happy Valentine’s Day! Love” After my heart skipped a beat and I felt happy for a millisecond I was immediately mad at him for playing with my feelings.
Why does he do that to me? My last communication with him was around Thanksgiving when I asked him to pretend I was dead. He thinks he never did anything wrong and that we are still friends (according to him his only mistake was not having the time to be the man that I wanted him to be).
He must know it hurts me… and it does hurt me! This is all about power!
I didn’t reply, it took all I got not to. But what is the point? To say thank you would make him think that I welcome his communication. To again ask him to stop clearly won’t make a difference, so to ignore it seems the best course of action.
I am, however, stronger, than I ever been, clear on what I want and don’t want. He is definitely not in my plans in any capacity. I don’t see these moments of longing and thinking of him as setbacks, I see it as part of the path, as tests of strength and with each I become stronger.
“Letting go means to come to the realization that some people are a part of your history, but not a part of your destiny.” ― Steve Maraboli
On another note his mother is moving from another state to live with him (and with his girlfriend).
I have a great relationship with his mother and will not break up with her because he broke up with me. She calls me often and wants me to go visit the day she moves in. I said I will meet her any place else but I will not go to a house that I was forced to move out from.
I made his house a home. I made everything about the house and the yard better. I was proud to have cleaned up and organized it and put my mark in it. I cannot imagine going through the house and not seeing my pictures on the wall. I cannot imagine seeing the signs of another woman where I should be.
But the number one reason I don’t want to go there is C, the dog. I want to see him and hug him so much. I want to take him for a walk and play with him in the yard. But I am choosing to just hold on to the memories. I think that if he sees me he will think I am back to stay, I cannot do that to him or to me.
“Memories warm you up from the inside. But they also tear you apart.” ― Haruki Murakami
For some reason this Valentine’s Day is not bothering me as others have. Being single and alone is very comfortable and welcoming right now. I am enjoying and rejoicing in it. I am sufficient, I am enough – amazing discovery!
With that being said I continue to put myself out there and go on dates. I had a weird experience tonight that I will describe in a next blog.
Also, of course Ex had to send me a text wishing me Happy Valentine’s Day. I will discuss my feelings about it also in that next blog.
Remember to say I love you to the important people in your life, not only with words but with actions.
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Lessons on a mountain! Choosing the right route for me!
“You always need to work hard. You always need to be willing to work hard. Not everything will be hard, but you should, at the very least, be willing to work hard.” ― Tom Giaquinto, Be A Good Human
I embarked on my skiing trip to Whistler so confident that I almost had to buy two seats in the plane to fit me and my ego. I thought I would get there and just magically be skiing blue trails.
On the first day I decided to go on a blue trail and realized I was biting more than I could chew, so I decided to get back to greens until my lessons the following days.
On the second and third days I had lessons with an instructor I didn’t care for. I thought he was a bit lazy and since I was the best one in the group I didn’t feel challenged. I thought the group was dragging me down. I had a bad internal attitude even though externally I was being agreeable and happy.
On the 4th day I had an instructor that was great. He challenged us and paid attention to what each one of us was doing. I was having so much fun. Then all of a sudden things changed. I cannot pinpoint the exact moment things changed. But all of a sudden there were voices of doubt in my head. They kept getting louder and louder. My legs stopped listening to me. I was suddenly the slowest, and the most scared of the group. I went from full confidence skiing greens and even blues in the morning to complete self-doubt in the afternoon.
In the afternoon I fell twice. I don’t have a problem with falling, I welcome it as a sign that I am taking chances. Except that was not the case this time. I didn’t lose my confidence because I fell, I fell because I lost my confidence. I became scared and started playing safe and not trusting my abilities.
The more I look back the more confused I get with what happened to me. I don’t have a reason for it other then to say that there were lessons I needed to learn.
“Don’t be satisfied with stories, how things have gone with others. Unfold your own myth.” ― Rumi,
On the last day, fear had consumed me so much that I was now completely scared of greens. But I forced myself to continue trying even though I was now on the easiest green they have, where beginners start.
The whole time I am battling my mind I am thinking of ways to stop it. I am asking for help from God, from the Light, I am trying to talk myself out of this paralysis I find myself in. I am trying not to think of how dangerous the sport can be, because right now my mind has me thinking of even death. Then came the inevitable thought of quitting. Why do I need to continue to subject myself to this? What do I have to prove? And to whom?
I am no quitter! I have nothing to prove, but I never quit anything just because it was difficult. If anything difficulties make me want it even more. This is merely a roadblock, a distraction from my main goal. I know better than to quit over a minor setback.
“The secret of life, though, is to fall seven times and to get up eight times.”
―Paulo Coelho,Alchemist
There are many lessons here and I wish I knew what they all were, but for now this is what I am taking from it:
– Focus on myself. Instead of focusing on what I didn’t like about the first instructor and in the progress of the other students I should have focused on my progress. Focusing on the instructors made me negative and slowly corrupted my mind.
– Don’t judge and compare others. I kept comparing the first instructor with an awesome instructor I had in Colorado. Instead I should have been trying to learn and asking questions. He is an instructor for a reason, perhaps I should have given him more of a chance.
-Don’t compare yourself to others and think you are better or worse than they are. I was too busy comparing myself to the others in the group instead of watching my progress or lack of it. In the first group I considered myself the best, in the second I became the worst, but none of that should have mattered. It is not a competition!
-Don’t pretend to be happy and go with the flow if you have an option. I didn’t have to have same instructor on 2 straight days. I could and should have asked for another one. Trying to be agreeable is not always a good thing.
– Fear doesn’t have to be my enemy! Having a bit of fear and respect of nature and also an understanding of my abilities is a good thing if it means that it keeps me safe and from putting myself in unnecessary dangerous situations.
“Your hand opens and closes, opens and closes. If it were always a fist or always stretched open, you would be paralysed. Your deepest presence is in every small contracting and expanding, the two as beautifully balanced and coordinated as birds’ wings.” ― Rumi
– Don’t be overconfident. Don’t be so full of yourself that you will misjudge your own abilities. Don’t expect progress when you don’t even know how your body will behave on a certain day and under certain conditions. Take things as they come, welcoming progress and learning from setbacks.
– Manage your expectations well. Be careful with expectations. Remember about always doing your best, but know that that your best changes. The conditions made all the runs difficult so I should have expected my performance to suffer and should have managed my expectations accordingly.
– Think of why you are doing something to begin with. I am skiing because is both challenging and fun. I should welcome challenging days as a huge opportunity for growth. I love it ski, I look forward to it. I don’t care how cold, how uncomfortable, how tired I am, I wish I was on a mountain right now.
– Life needs balance and it is all about balance. Self esteem needs balance. I am not the best or worst, I am my best/worst as I decide to be. I should strive for balance. Thinking highly of myself is mostly a good thing, but not when it blinds me to everything else, or when I consider myself superior to others.
“Make a pact with yourself today to not be defined by your past. Sometimes the greatest thing to come out of all your hard work isn’t what you get for it, but what you become for it. Shake things up today! Be You…Be Free…Share.”
― Steve Maraboli
I am determined not to let that fear interfere with my future. I didn’t recognize that person on the mountain! Finding out I have an insecure, unsure, fearful side was not pleasant, but I am sure it was for the best. I think this minor setback will make me stronger in the long run. Things that are easy acquired have no value; they are easily taken for granted. Being a good, comfortable skier is my aim and it will taste that much sweeter when I attain it. And I know I will, it is just a matter of when. I am not giving up. If anything, I am more enthusiastic about getting better. Each mountain is a lesson.
“My point is, life is about balance. The good and the bad. The highs and the lows. The pina and the colada.” ― Ellen DeGeneres
At the end of the day I am glad for having experienced different feelings in my head and different conditions on the mountain. For some reason, my head took over and my heart went silent, while that is never the case in my life. Note to self: strive for balance of heart and mind.
And here is something that I know for sure: I am a flawed human, and yet I am wonderfully perfect!
I am in the middle of writing a post about how Whistler Mountain kicked my bootie and how I slowly saw my self-confidence take a nose dive, when I received an email from D., the guy I met in Whistler.
I met D through an ad I posted in Craigslist about skiing alone in Whistler and looking for a dinner companion. Among the crude, rude and just totally inappropriate replies, was D. He seemed like a normal guy. I always operate under the assumption that I am not the only good normal person out there that has resorted to craigslist, and I always err on the side of safety.
We exchanged emails leading up to the trip and we met as soon as I got in. He had arrived the day before. He is from Montreal, so I was excited to be able to try some French words on him.
We skied together two days and had dinner and breakfast several times. The other days I had lessons and I also had dinner with other people that I met.
We became friends immediately, conversation flowed easily and we joked and made fun of each other.
There was no romance, especially since he lives in Montreal, and it would be hard to have a relationship. I am not a casual type of person, not that there is anything wrong with that, but I tend to become emotionally involved too fast, so I know casual is not for me, and I am not about to sign up for another heartache, so we kept everything friendly.
“Friendship marks a life even more deeply than love. Love risks degenerating into obsession, friendship is never anything but sharing.” ― Elie Wiesel
I consider him a good person and a friend, but expected to exchange emails once in a blue moon, if that, so I was shocked to receive such a nice email from him. Here are parts of the email he sent me:
“Still thinking about you.
There are few unsaid things that I want to let you know. Like the first night we met, I was pleasantly surprised by how beautiful you look, I imagined you way different but not ugly for sure, just different :- )
I think that you are an amazing woman who accomplished a lot in life and that you are very fun to be with. You are very curious about a lot of things, very smart and funny. You are very impressive person.
I was a very proud man to be seen with you in public and very touched by your sweetness and personality.”
Perhaps I am just an easy needy person, who I like to believe I am not, but I have to say his words made me happy, specially the part about being proud to be seeing in public with me. Chances are we will not see each other again, but hearing kind words is always uplifting and puts an extra spring in my step.
I feel ambivalent about this post now, like who do I think I am? and why do I care about words? oh well, I am only human! That is my excuse and I am sticking to it!!
Stay tuned for the post about my ego’s nose dive. It is all about balance after all. I was too full of myself and had to be put in my place.
“Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born.” ― Anaïs Nin
I am back! It is hard to believe that is has already come and gone!
The trip was a success, even if I have returned with a bruised ego and shaky confidence in my skiing. I will save my bruised ego details for the next post. I am happy to say, that on the other hand, my confidence in travelling alone has not only returned, it has skyrocketed!!
I took an Air Canada flight and everything went fine. It is just annoying that they don’t allow even one free piece of luggage, if you want to take anything you better be prepared to spend $25 each piece. I find that almost insulting after paying so much for the flight.
The Crystal Lodge
I stayed at the Crystal Lodge in Whistler, very close to the Gondola and lifts. Skiing is an uncomfortable sport so I really try to maximize my comfort by staying as close as I can to the mountain. There was originally a mix-up with my room but once I complained they quickly gave me a much better one. I had a balcony and a view of the mountain from it and from the other window a view of the village.
View from the balcony of my room
The weather was a letdown. I had been there twice before and both times the entire village and mountain was covered in fresh snow. This time there was no fresh snow and it was extremely cold. The consolation was that it was very sunny and also the mountain made snow non-stop. It is also a good thing to ski under different types of conditions as I learn.
Sunny and Beautiful Cold Days
The below picture shows the temperatures on my last day there, which was already getting warmer than the previous days. This coming week will be warm and there will be several snow days ahead, of course! lol I am not complaining about the cold, I am stating the fact. I had many layers and was not cold at all.
BRRR COLD!!!
As I had mentioned I went alone. I put an ad on Craigslist and ended up meeting a guy from Montreal, that was in a similar predicament as I was: skiing alone for one week. We skied 2 days together and had various meals together. There was no romance, and that was not the intention of the ad. The aim of my ad was for a dinner companion. Whistler has amazing restaurants, I wanted to make sure to eat at some of them and I didn’t feel like eating alone. I have made a friend. (of course I got all sorts of response to my ad, rude, crude, etc. I want to make sure that I am in no way recommending Craigslist or any online medium. I am extremely careful and don’t ever meet anyone until I am certain that I am safe, and always meet in a public place. So being safe is key, online and otherwise).
Peak to Peak Gondola
I also made several friends in the lifts and in the classes I took, I exchanged emails with them and even got invitations to visit Australia and Japan. I actually spent very little time alone and could have used more time alone as a matter of fact.
Whistler Mountain
I am so happy for having done this trip and I am already thinking of the next one. Looking back I don’t know why I procrastinated for so long. Whistler is beautiful and majestic. I love the little village and love that I know my well around it well. I am sure I will return many times over. I am blessed and I know it! I am grateful!
“Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence. Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.”― Maya Angelou