Posts in the “personal” category

From a story of how an 82-year-old woman with dementia improved significantly by changing her diet:

“A change in diet, which was comprised of high amounts of blueberries and walnuts, has proven to have had a strong impact on Sylvia’s condition that her recipes are now being shared by the Alzheimer’s Society ... Sylvia also began incorporating other health foods, including broccoli, kale, spinach, sunflower seeds, green tea, oats, sweet potatoes and even dark chocolate with a high percentage of cacao. All of these foods are known to be beneficial for brain health.”

“Mark and Sylvia devised to diet together after deciding that the medication on it’s own was not enough, they looked into the research showing that rates of dementia are much lower in Mediterranean countries and copied a lot of their eating habits.”

“Anything beautiful is worth getting hurt for.”

~ Prince (on New Girl)

For the zillionth time yesterday a doctor said, “This (medical condition you have) is very rare, but, well, there it is.” Mast cell disease continues to be the gift that keeps on giving.

I’ll guess that I’ve spent at least two or three months of my life living in a particular hotel in Virginia Beach (including finishing the Scala Cookbook ^(#ad) there), and this photo/painting is an ode to that place.

“A month ago I went on a juice cleanse. You know what it cleans out of you best? The will to live.”

(I don’t know the original source of that quote, but I posted it on Facebook six years ago when I was living on my gallbladder/gallstones diet.)

Back on November 18, 1999, twelve students were killed and 27 were injured in the bonfire collapse at Texas A&M University.

Continuing my olde-tyme movie theme this week, in the movie Vision Quest ^(#ad), Matthew Modine — also known as Eleven’s father in Stranger Things — was 25 years old when the movie was filmed, though his character was supposed to be an 18 year old high school senior. And Linda Fiorentino was 26, when her character was 21 (“I’ve been 21 since I was 14”). I probably first saw this movie at a theatre in College Station, Texas.

Whenever I think of Madonna’s song Crazy For You, I think of this movie. Here’s the official video release of her song on YouTube, which is composed of scenes from the movie.

Here’s a good article titled, When You’re Hooked On an Abusive Partner and Scared to Walk Away.

As I get back into “book writing” mode, it’s funny to find notes like this that I left for myself:

TODO: Edit this text ruthlessly when you’re feeling better.

I was so sick during the last few months, I have no memory of writing that.

~ a note from september, 2016

Here’s a story about what I call “Wrong Thinking.”

Way back in high school when I was playing baseball, a pitcher named Catfish Hunter became the first baseball player to get paid over a million dollars a year. I thought that was crazy, in a bad way. One day I talked to my dad about it, and asked him why people like farmers and engineers who did more important work didn’t get paid like that.

He didn’t have a great answer at the time, and that thought kept on bothering me. These days I think a correct answer he could have given me goes like this: “Baseball is in the entertainment business, just like singers and actors. For whatever reason — some sort of supply and demand, and a need for entertainment — society is willing to pay those people a lot of money. So if the money bothers you, what you can do is make that money just like Catfish Hunter, and then give it away however you see fit.”

During a recent cross-country drive I listened to the book The Universal Tone: Bringing My Story to Light ^(#ad) by Carlos Santana. I’m not a huge fan of his music — though I love this work with Faith Hill — but I am interested in him because he’s very open about his spirituality. Although I haven’t finished the book yet, I’ll give it a “thumbs up” rating. The book is his autobiography, and includes stories about playing professionally and hanging around in strip clubs when he was 13, everything related to the band Santana, growing up with a strict mother and abusive father, and much more.

Something I just realized when writing a friend is that after my parents were divorced — after my dad divorced my mom — everyone but my dad was much happier.

During my senior year of high school my parents were still married and my dad had a child with a woman who wasn’t my mother, which led to the divorce. He could be verbally abusive at times — extremely so — and in our high school photos we often looked like the most depressed family in the world. But after he left, everyone felt more free to be themselves without fear of reprisal.

Here’s a great story about a woman who turned a tree stump from a 110 year old tree into a little library.

“No, no, no ... come on old man, just let me back up before you start walking behind me”, I mutter to myself, looking back behind the right side of my rental car. I had a twelve hour drive to get here, and now I need to move my car out of this parking space like the pretty girl at the front desk asked.

This is olde-tyme movie week at the Alexander household in Colorado (a tiny apartment, actually). Here are two images from the end of Flashdance ^(#ad), which I first saw at a theatre in Barrington, Illinois in 1983.

“The brain is the hardest part of the body to adjust in asanas.”

~ B.K.S. Iyengar

“One must do asana not merely as a physical exercise but as a means to understand and then integrate our body with our breath, with our mind, with our intelligence, with our consciousness, and with our core. In this way, one can experience true integration.”

B.K.S. Iyengar, Light on Life: The Yoga Journey ^(#ad)

“True concentration is an unbroken thread of awareness. Yoga is about how the Will can free us from the wavering mind and outwardly directed senses. This is how asana serves us.”

~ B.K.S. Iyengar

“Always stretch from the source, the core, the foundation of each asana. Keep your attention internal, not worrying about what others see, but what the Self sees. Each movement must be an art, an art in which the Self is the only spectator.”

B.K.S. Iyengar, Light on Life: The Yoga Journey ^(#ad) (with a few minor edits by me)

Surprise of the day: If you do the math, you’ll find that “baby” (Jennifer Grey) was 27 years old when the movie Dirty Dancing ^(#ad) was released (probably 26 during filming).