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Chiropractor adjustment, life adjustment, a movie: Bounty Hunter . . .

TheresaJane — Thu, 01 Apr 2010 03:37:03 +0000

A lot has happened since I last posted. A lot of outside work with what I do to bring in the bacon. And a lot of business. Spent a lot of hours scrutinizing a document and making notes for change, improvement, and correction, more research, emails that jumped out of the research. Meetings that were productive. Assembling minutes from said meetings…Things like that.

I am happy about the progress with our business, a lot is moving forward. More behind it. More momentum to get everything launched so I/we can move from working a job to working the business as our source of income.

Had another interview with a family with two adorable 14 month old twins. They need a short term filler situation for April and May. I liked this family a lot. Glad the gig with the last family I interviewed didn’t pan out because I had my reservations about them. But this family, ah now I like them. The mom, the dad, the babies. Wonderful. Easy spirited. Fun. So I’m hoping. I’ll hear soon, they have another person to interview.

When I got Zac from school today went straight to my chiropractor’s. I haven’t been there in nine months and it shows. Left feeling a bit heady as my body shifted itself into better alignment. When I haven’t been in in that long it effects me a lot. So this effect was a lot. But it will be for the better. All the pain and fatigue will pass and I will be aligned again. I will be going again on Friday. And likely next week. Got to get the knots and stiffness out.

From there to Zac’s home to fix lunch and then to work. After I was done with work I didn’t have it in me to do a single thing due to the lingering effects of the adjustment/entrainment, so I went to see “Bounty Hunter”, which was different than I thought but still wasn’t bad. There was a line in the movie that I loved. It went something like, “We live our lives being worried about making mistakes. At death we wish we had made more.” What a great thought provoking statement. I have to say that for once in my life this is the way I’m living. Well, I mean, not living. I’ve stopped worrying that I might make a mistake and I’ve moved into the rehelm of risking making them with the business ventures I’m pursuing.

Came home got ready for bed and I just sat on the couch. No TV, no lap top computer, no notes to go over, no checking my to do list. Just sitting. Thinking. Thinking about that line in the movie. Thinking about the issues that I seriously need to heal since yesterday, directly following work, I had another counseling session with my ex and I saw more of myself. Stuff I’m not thrilled about really. Unforgiveness. That was big. Big as the moon. But this time I didn’t cry. Nearly did. But I didn’t. I tend to be a tear fighter. Have been since I was young. That way of being took over and I stayed dry. On the outside. But cried inside. Then bitched my way home in my truck, going over the entire meeting. I can take tears and turn them upside down into anger… Upset with “him”, upset with myself, annoyed at the couch. But after I burned through the bitch, I was much better. I do good to just get things out. Right or wrong, I just need to say ‘em. Even if no one is listening. After I got ‘em out then I could focus more on me. What I had been seeing since the appointment but that had had to wait for a bit, you know, till I was over my “annoyances”. This whole counseling with the ex is painful and draining but it’ll all pay off. I will clear myself of my issues that are blocking me and my life will open in new and difference ways. I’ll be able to take that energy and use it elsewhere. And I am certain that we will relate in a different way. That of peace, understanding, acceptance, and friendship.

Then I thought about my blog and how I haven’t blogged in a couple days and decided I needed to get something out. Chat with you. So here I am, getting it out

Night, love ya,
Theresa Jane

My life, my kids, and “The Book of Eli” . . .

TheresaJane — Sun, 31 Jan 2010 09:01:29 +0000

I wish I came loaded with a zipper so when I needed two of me I just unzipped and pow there I was…double me. That way I could get so much more done when I needed a boost. Now I think that would be great. Because for the last few days I’ve needed more time. Two of me running around getting things done would have been better really. I have a list that I’m pecking away at and I need to have more of it done by now. Then add to that today I hit a sluggish day and I… get behind more than I was. . Oh well, what’s a girl gonna do right?? Just keep at it. May or may not close the gap tomorrow, it’s my son’s John Mark’s 25th birthday and we’ll all be celebrating that together. I’m so thankful that we can all be together for that occasion. With my kids all growing older that’s becoming a rare treat these days.

Yesterday was fun. Went to get my kids when I was done working, Dan had a skating birthday party, Grace was sleeping over at a girl friends, so that left Cal and Zac. “Well isn’t this convenient,” I mulled around in my head? “Hummmm, “The Book of Eli” is playing and Zac and I still have a movie ticket left over from our Christmas gifts.” The mere suggestion to Zac that we snag this open time frame to go and we were disappearing out the door. Cal hung out with his father till we got back… well, he hung with the computer as he loves the on-line game that he plays with friends through the internet. He barely knew we were gone .

Great movie is all I have to say about “The Book of Eli”, it really spoke to me about my mission that I’m on with John Solomon, John Mark, and Frances to get our book, Red Book and Cotton-Journey to True-Freedom, written by John Solomon Sandridge out to the public. This is one powerful book with a life changing message for anyone who reads it. Add to that a terrific and beautiful life story and you have a home run read. Today I’ve given a lot of thought to how the movie effected me and although I’ve been sluggish with getting things accomplished, I’m inspired.

Well, it’s nearly 3 am here and I’ve really got to, “flatten the mattress” as my friend in Aussie says….
Night, Love ya,
Theresa Jane

Having holiday fun with the kids . . .

fromhousewifetofilmmaker — Fri, 25 Dec 2009 07:33:01 +0000

Yesterday and today I’ve been having fun with my children. We went to the Dollar Theater to see two movies in a row: G-Force and Cloudy With a Chance of Meatballs. We had FUN but I have to say all that food falling from the sky freaked me out Came home and worked throughout the night and into the morning.

Today I worked a good portion of the day stationed right here at the computer screen. But Dan, Cal, Grace, and Zach were all here in my apartment watching Christmas movies and I will admit to peeking around the screen more than once to watch.

I kicked off from working around 4:20 when it became terribly apparent to me that the gifts I had ordered from Amazon, which had been ordered with 3 days to spare to be here in time for Christmas, for Zach weren’t going to show up. Checked the tracking number and it was a no go. Oh God….
“Come on Grace let’s go…”
We were out the door in minutes flat bombing up the highway heading for Coconuts to get the top two things he asked from me for Christmas, two movies: 1408 and The Mist. EEEEKKKKKK. They had to have them. I called Blockbuster, Best Buy, Barnes and Nobel as I flew up that road. NONE had a single copy. As I entered the store I was praying like mad a that they would be sitting on their shelves…scan the store, find a sales girl, ask if she knew if they had them, “We should,” together we moved up the isle in their direction, as change was clanking into the drawer as the girls in the front cashed out their drawers, the girl stopped right, reached out her hand whisked 1408 from the shelf, moved a few feet repeated the process and deposited them into my grateful hands. I spyed a gift pack of 4 other Stephen King movies grabbed them, followed the girl to the front and we were cashed and leaving at 5:01. PHEW. Then we were bolting back down the highway heading for home.

When I returned it was dinner time: meatloaf, mashed potatoes, broccoli. While they cooked I begin Christmas baking: Spritz cookies, and molassas popcorn balls. Welllllll, I burned the molassas and the dough for the cookies won’t come out of the press nicely. Why?? I don’t know. I cleaned up the failed attempts, shelved the cookies press and dough till tomorrow, cleaned the kitchen, decided I needed to whip out a post before bed so here I am: 1:15 am and I am typing at top speed.

Before I end this I must share a quick story. Dan and Caleb were wrapping Grace’s gifts for me and Caleb said in the warmest, sweetest tone, “I love wrapping Christmas gifts.” Dan said, “Yeah me too. Then I know what they got and I can torment them letting them know, I know, what they got.” This he said with devilish glee. Cal responded, “Well, I just really love to wrap Christmas gifts.” He didn’t say it, but you sure could hear it that he didn’t want to be in the same catagory with Dan.

Isn’t it amazing how different we are from each other?? And yet how much the same…

MERRY CHRISTMAS,
Love ya,
Theresa Jane
-who will be continuing with the her series hopefully tomorrow…

PeEriNG doWn THe RaBBiT hOLe conclusion, Be The Change You Wish to See in the World Mahatma Gandhi…

fromhousewifetofilmmaker — Tue, 24 Nov 2009 18:02:18 +0000

I finally got a chance to re-read my last post and I see where I could have improved it. But, as I said already, I needed to wrap it up. I’m sort of blank with where to go now. I think the hour and the activity of the day are influencing that, it’s 2 am and I’ve been working and going all day. I do have a stray things to share so I’m just going to spill them out…

1) I do want to say that in my life there has been some emotion. I’ve been guarded with it, yes. Overall. But with my kids I was able to pour it on them. Snuggle them close. Brush their cheeks with love kisses. Laugh and cry with them. I was able, with them.

2) I have two people that I really opened up to and showed me to and that was John1 and my dearest of friends, Cathy. With Cathy, At first I approached this friendship very carefully. I let her see a little of me. Then a little more… She excepted me. Didn’t judge me. Didn’t try to tell me what I should do. Didn’t use or drain me. Didn’t accuse me of not being perfect. Accepted me when I was and when I wasn’t. A rare and true friend. I allowed her to see me. I trusted her with me. It took a long time to develop in the beginning but it’s a foundation that’s stood. Our friendship has lasted 19 years even though for the last 7 it’s been very intermittent. We both live on opposite ends of the country now and is part of the reason. I miss our talks. But the friendship is there just as sturdy.

3) I do have a heart that wants to assist people. It really is my nature to encourage and uplift. However the unbalance came when I never included me.

“Be the change that you wish to see in the world.” -Mahatma Gandhi

4) I have this on free wall space in my closet on purpose. So everyday I choose my clothes I see it. It’s a huge part of what drives me and has kept me down in the rabbit hole, not quitting. I have wanted to “be the change”. In order to do so I have to do the work. Find the issues. Their roots and foundations and transform them into healing and love. Only then can I hope that the world will achieve the same.

Today:

I went with my son Benjamin to the movie “The Blind Side.” Terrific movie. This is a must, must, must see. Take tissues. You’ll need them. The timing of this movie was perfect time for me. Right in the midst of facing and examining my mask of worthlessness and all its far reaching tentacles. The woman that was the mom in this film is one of the strongest, most self-confident, loving, caring woman I’ve had the opportunity to observe. It was obvious that she struggled with physically showing love and when she was emotionally touched or moved she backed away. I’ve got the same issue. But confident she was. Sandra Bullock did a terrific job on her role and thanks to her I have a visual to file in my mind to pull from when I feel myself slipping that mask back on. I’ve always been a strong, caring woman. But to be strong and caring is one thing. To add self-confidence to it. Now that’s the perfect combination. That‘s to strive for.

So I feel I’ve come to the end of this. At lest for now. I’m totally open and more than willing to dialog through emails or comments. But for posts I’m going back to the way I’ve been posting all along. Unless there’s public outcry to the opposite And I mean that seriously. At the very least I now have something to pepper into my new posts don’t I? I will end by saying: I’m thankful that I now have eyes to see the “face” of my mask. Because with daily commitment I can take major steps toward what I’ve uttered as a silent prayer for years: To be the change I wish to see in the world.

Night, love ya,
Theresa Jane
-least I overlook there was one other friend, D. who, over time, I let in a good bit.

Playing hookie… 2010 and Pirate Radio . . .

fromhousewifetofilmmaker — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 09:18:41 +0000

Today was beautiful. I just couldn’t sit here. So I left to do some mostly needed errands. While out I thought, movie… Pirate Radio released today. I’ve got to go. Glanced at my watch, just barely enough time to get Zach from school and make it.

I know I always go to the dollar theater. However there are moments when I go to the “regular theater”. You know, where there’s the newest released movies that charges nine times more? When I go here I typically just take Zach–whose free due to his wheel chair-thank you Carmike!– or Sarah–she pays for her own ticket. I have a logic behind choosing full priced movies over waiting till their release at the dollar theater: when I take four children to the dollar movie, that’s $4, Zach is free here too. BUT. WAIT. I’m not the type of mom who takes her kids to a movie and shakes her head no to popcorn and soda. Come on this is the m..o..v..i..e..s. This costs roughly $11. Ending total $15. Pretty good for taking out four of my kids.

Okay. Now. When I go to the “regular theater” I have ah la, popcorn bucket. A one time purchase that is fillable for, drum roll- $1. That’s right. Totally huge bucket of warm, delicious popcorn for a buck. K. Add to that soda. $4ish. Then the ticket. $9ish. Total-$14. Dollar cheaper than the dollar theater. Soooo, I actually save money going to the full priced, recently released, don’t have to wait, and wait, and wait for said movie to go to el’cheapo theater. Perfect.

But guess what? We got there too late. They wouldn’t sell me a ticket. I attempted to point out that the previews would have ended about 5 min. ago, I wouldn’t have missed much but, no go. I guess we’re now required to watch previews! Well were there. And after what I went through to get us there… Picture me zooming to get Zach. Picture wheel chair. No wheelchair accessible vehicle. No Dan who always handles this for me. So just me to get that thing, which I’m thankful for, lifted in the back of my truck. Picture zooming up the highway to get there on time. Now picture us leaving. Right. Wasn’t about to do that. We chose 2012.

When we left. I innocently took note of the times for Pirate Radio. Only 15 minutes till the next show. We got into my truck. Put key in ignition. I reasoned… we’re here, this is the cheap time to go to a movie, $6, soda refill FREE, popcorn leftover… I said to Zach, “If we go to this movie you have to be willing to go to Saturday school tomorrow.” For some bizarre reason the school gives kids the choice?! And he was refusing to go. Doesn’t care that he’s behind. Doesn’t like school during the week, why would he go on the weekend. Hard to argue really. Well he agreed!!! So there. Taking Zach to another movie actually created a solution for me, his parent, who needed to get him to go, to go, without a war! The angels in the heavens were singing.

So, out came the wheel chair and in we went to watch another terrific movie. Except this one required my fast acting hand to zip in front of Zach’s eyes. Goodness didn’t expect some of the scenes that came up. Should have reviewed the movie more I guess.

One day, two fabulous theater movies. Unusual. But worth it.

Wish I could say that getting Dan, Cal, and Grace was as pleasant. They were Friday grouchy for an hour plus: “Stop it Cal! Knock it off Dan! What’s your problem Grace…” Rubbing my temples. Trying to be cheery. Heard myself harshly snap, “Okay, Dan that’s enough!” Reel in my snappiness. Turn their attention to a movie. The drug of choice Peace settled in, sleepiness took over. They were alseep by 11.

Night, Love Ya,
Theresa Jane
-who wants you to know this post started out at like 1125 words and I kept at it forever till what it is now: 652 w/o the closing