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Researching is not unlike finding the Purpose of Your Life! 

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I've been TBTB (too busy to blog) since getting back from Seattle where I visited Gary McAvoy.

I'ven known Gary many years, and we have such great conversations!  Gary has the uncanny knack of finding exactly the right thing for a certain use.  For example, he has three beautiful cats. He found a litter box that is enclosed and automatically turns and sifts and cleans itself. 

He has a waste can with a motion sensor that reacts to your foot at the base without stepping on anything.  He has the talent of epicureanism--the ability to discern quality and function in just about anything from food to his hybird Lexus!  

His main business is search engine optimization (www.GetToTheTop.com.) Not long ago he taught himself photography (his photo of me is on the homepage at the top.) He took a new photo which I will have up soon.  Gary is a true Renaissance man!

Needless to say, he is a gadget buff.  He showed me a biofeedback device he bought called the StressEraser. It monitors your breathing and educates you into a peaceful rhythm that helps to regulate bodily function.  So I tried it by placing my finger into the monitor and watched my breathing begin to even out.  

I was sitting in his living room and his selected music was playing from the satellite box.  While I watched the monitor indicate I had reached  "meditative" mode, the musical piece, Pachabel came on.  This is the music I had for my second wedding, and now, truthfully, it kind of gets on my nerves whenever I hear it.  To prove it, the monitor went crazy! 

My meditative rhythm reacted as I started to think negative thoughts, and I completely entered a chaotic rhythm.  Nearing the end of the music, I managed to still my breathing and retain the meditative state. 

I am fascinated to notice the effects of negative thinking so clearly demonstrated by my experience!

We celebrated Auggie's 3rd birthday this week.  What a little blessing he is!  So perky.  His favorite color is pink, so I picked out three pink candles from the box to put on the chocolate cake decorated with raspberries that Gunther made.

We went for dinner to a neighborhood Italian restaurant.  Anders was wearing his new brown army surplus military beret (who is the soldier that would have a head as small as a 5-year-old?)  and an orange shirt.  Auggie, sitting next to him on the banquette had on the blue flowered Hawaiian shirt that I gave him last year (now fits) and Gunther, Daddy, next to Auggie.  All lined up in front of a brilliant, orange and yellow graphic Italian Poster behind them!  A perfect picture.  And I forgot my camera!

A weekend spent writing 39 celebrity descriptions for my new Japanese numerology book.  Robert and I went out for awhile on a lovely sunny Sunday.  I bought 4 new green pots for the Dahlia cuttings I took from Ellie's garden.  My new front porch is all done and freshly painted, with green pots of succulents on the dark red steps.

Once again, I have cleaned out the garage and created order and tranquillity...

I'm still re-reading Paul Brunton's book, Hermit in the Himalayas (1937).  As I read in bed, I try to imagine myself in the cool, high calm, meditating on his deodar tree with him--sitting on a soft, clean cushion of forest leaves and needles.  To get away for awhile to soak in solitude, Brunton took up residence in a state-owned cottage occasionally used by travellers in the area. (I imagine it as a rock cottage with three pairs of French Doors, and I'm assuming it MUST have a fireplace.) 

He mentions having one servant with him.  I wish he would talk about how he interacts with a servant--just the two of them--sequestered in the Himalayan forest for months.  Do they talk socially? He mentions that the servant seems restless to get away as the sojourn wears on.

I really wish Brunton would mention what kind of food he eats every day.  Does he eat with the servant?  Alone?  It must be all "tinned food."  What is it!  Anyway, sad to realize that both these people, humble servant and author, have passed away by now.  Brunton writes from his deep and personal knowledge of Eastern mystics and mystical traditions and he has a very New Thought point of view.  It's interesting to hear him relate the type of letters he receives as an author--mail is delivered once in a while by a courier on foot to this lone destination.

We celebrated Robert's birthday yesterday by going to see the movied, Knocked Up.  It's very funny and we really enjoyed it.  The dialogue was so pitch-perfect.

We had dinner with my old friend, Penney Peirce, who always has such interesting stories!  Robert's choice for the restaurant was the Coriya Hot Pot restaurant not far from my house.  They have a full buffet of raw meats and seafood, noodles, vegetables, and condiments for making your own sauces, and cooking your food at the table yourself.  It was really fun.

This afternoon, Kathryn Leighton is coming over to celebrate with Robert, and I've also invited Gunther, Eliza, Auggie, and Anders for a barbeque.  Robert and I pre-cooked some pork spareribs yesterday. Yum!

We watched a documentary on oil last night, Crude Awakening.   It's a sobering look at the inevitable, when we will no longer have the luxury of cheap oil as reserves are depleted.  It's imperative that we get some leadership to start thinking ahead for what we are going to do to replace the single, most crucial material element in our modern life.  An even more crucial element is the combination of human ingenuity coupled with commitment and cooperation.