9/11/09 Finish Share, N.M.

I got up ready to get things done.  And I did.  What I'm especially proud of is that I finished my share for the book on Bapuji.  I think it will inspire people who read it.  Also,  I had the chance to contemplate my own experience and why it's so precious to me.  

I called Ricky.  He did not pick up and he didn't call me back.  He has a really hard time taking responsibility for what he creates.  I asked him (message) how he would like to be treated as he treated us.  I reminded him that he promised it would be finished before last Christmas.  

I talked to my neighbor,  Belinda.  He daughter just had a baby girl.  So cool.  Anyway,  she and her husband have the ability to look at my carpet and tell me what's still wrong.  That way I don't have to nag Bobby anymore.

At N.M.  MKate told cat stories.  One of her fav cats was Charlie.  Charlie found me when I was teaching yoga in Zionsville.  I so loved that salon where the moon poured into the windows.  He came up to me and "said" --take me home.  At the time,  the cat had no name.  I loved him, but Em was living with us at the time and she was very allergic to him. What to do.  I wasn't going to take him to the pound.  

MKate took him and her son loved him at first sight.  He wanted to give him a name that pleased him (the cat).  So he was walking back and forth and the cat was following him saying names--finally he said Charlie and the cat went, "meow."  He hadn't said a word for the other names.  

N.M was slow tonight.  We worked with whoever came in but .  .  . not many people came in.  Hopefully Sunday will be busy.