writing out exactly what I would do in my life if I knew I could not fail. An amazing transformation in my attitude appeared right away. I went from despair to hope in an instant.

I have been thinking my life has been for nothing for awhile. I am seeing that is not true. We have a ripple effect on everyone we meet…for good or not.

It is my goal to make the rest of my life how I want it to be…for people to be happier for have known me.

~Namaste 2 weeks ago

I am choosing to raise my vibration in the Universe to be grateful and happy for what I have. Tomorrow is another day. 2 weeks ago

A leisurely day with Mr. HC. Sleeping in late. “Eating lunch” at COSTCO.

Nothing productive, but plenty good for the soul! 3 weeks ago

but I realized even though I have learned unconditional love I have not quite mastered unconditional faith. This will be a challenge worth doing! 4 weeks ago

to allow the Universe to lead the way. I am not doing such a great job on my own. 1 month ago

So, as I am not in a position to have “paid vacation” I have missed 8 days of work. I am being inundated with work today!!! YIPPEE!!!

The universe will not make me pay dearly for taking that much desired vacation!! 2 months ago

I have quite a bit of work right now (which is good), but I have had to hurry and cram itall into this week because I will be busy all weekend with the big annual VNSA book Sale. (I volunteer for this organization)

Today, after my first appointment and on my way to the second I had a big fat flat tire. Flat as a pancake. I was hungry and was planning to stop at a drive through somewhere on my way to the second appointment when it happened.

The first good thingm was that the flat tire happened at this little strip mall where they had two choices, a chinese restaurant or a sub and pasta place. So I called AAA, because the hippiechick, while she knows how to change a tire would rather dig her heart out with a plastic spoon than actually do it, AAA was going to be there anywhere between 15 and 45 minutes. Not much I could do about that.

So I went into the sub place, got a sammy and an ice tea and went back out to the car to wait for AAA. I was sitting there eating said sammy, juzt watching all the people in the parking lot and after a while, realized that I was beginning to actually relax and breathe.

There was no use in stressing. AAA was going to get hee when they got there. IT was actually nice to just let go of evrything and veg until the problem was corrected.

I didn’t know it, but today the univerde provided me with a much needed flat tire by a sub and pasta shop.

I am on my way to discount tie right now to get he errant tire replaced. Maybe I will bring a book with me. 3 months ago

I have this plan for 2013 where Mr. HC and I are going to go on a cruise with my brother and his wife. The cruise in in the caribbean and it will be in November.

In the mean time, we have this time share in New Orleans which this year our week is March 1 – March 8. I am thinking that we need to not go to New Orleans this year. Mr. HC was in agreement, but now he tells me that he really wants to go.

We have a few expenses coming up that do not allow me to purchase airline tickets right now. It seems insurmountable right now, but I suppose if we work like dogs this month and next we could pull it off. We both do love New Orleans.

I need to allow the universe to bring us enough work to pull this vacation off.

Bring it on Universe . . . ready to work!!! 4 months ago

So Last November (2011) I was working in Northern Arizona (Seligman specifically) and I got a speeding ticket. Speeding seems to be a big problem for me. I have to really heavily rely on cruise control. I am just a speeder.

Hello, My name is Hippiechick and I am a chronic Speeder . . .

So, like an idiot, as I didn’t really have the money in our budget at that time, (I was going FAST and the ticket was BIG) I didn’t pay it and pretty soon it got some additional fees added to it and then I still didn’t pay it and sometime in the beginning of this year DMV suspended my license. So I am driving around for 6 or 7 months with a suspended licese . . . what a looser I know . . .

Today . . . speeding again (I am not a smart person. Evidently it takes me a while to “get it”) So flashing lights . . . Mr. HC is asleep in the passenger seat next to me . . . I pull over. He wakes up all crzed and doesn;t know where we are. Police officer wants licence, registration and proof of insurance. I give it to him . . . he is in his car for a long time.

He comes back, he wants me to step out of the car and well, we all see where this is going. He takes me back to his car and tells mt that my lisense is suspended and that by law he has to arrest me and impound my car . . . MY NEW JEEP!!!!! . . . Mr. Hippiechick is going to be left sitting on the side of the road. What is really sad is that because he was asleep he doesn’t even know where he is!

So after much dancing around, he decides that he is not going to arrest me, even though he is supposed too and he issued me a citation and court summons for September 4.

I was being a total slacker. I know that. When we got back home, I went online and paid the fine (all the way up to $515.27, it was way less before, I should have paid the damn thing then) I will call the court and the DMV on Monday to see how I get my license reinstated. I was wrong and I know it. Today the Universe reminded me that my actions (or in this case lack of action) have consequences that affect not only me, but the people I care about. I was of the mind that it only affected me. My ticket, my license, but Mr. Hippiechick came very close to being stranded in Camp Verde today. The Universe put me back in check today. Thank you. 8 months ago

to meet my best friend. We have been friends for 36 years!!! 9 months ago

for bringing several things together at once. It looks as though Nick will get to Shepherd, I will get family leave to go with him, and we will be able to get wood floors installed in three of our carpeted areas so that Nick can roll throughout the house. Hooray! 10 months ago

brought me a new car for my birthday!!!

A 2012 Jeep Wrangler. this girl has everything I could possibly want in a car and it is fun fun fun!!! I am super happy and also super grateful that the Universe put Mr. HC in my life!

Here it is at the IHOP parking lot having birthday breakfast!!! 10 months ago

that next weekend I will be able to send Mr. HC to “Camperland” to get the roof rack he needs for his truck.

The extra work came from a client that pays almost decent fees for appraisals and they FAST. I anticipate that I will have all the money I need for him by 06/08/2012. That makes me happy, because I know i will make Mr. HC happy and make his life a little easier.

Thank you Universe!!! 11 months ago

This may seem like kind of a stupid entry, but yesterday I was given exacty what I needed.

I have been sick since Wednesday night/Thursday morning. Been in bed for two days, not eating because I felt nauseaous and frankly just not hungry. I had a low grade fever, but sweating like crazy. I just wanted to sleep. Mr HC kept offering to get me things and I just didn’t want anything. Thursday night he asked if I wanted #17 from Thai Rama (Tohm Yahm Gai – a Thai style, hot and sour chicken soup) I said no. I never say no to Thai Rama, but Thursday night I said no. He also said that I was somewhat incoherent (I have no idea, but that’s what he said)

So Friday morning he calls my friend Rob. Rob had been calling and texting me all day on Thursday (he was freaked out about Donna Summer passing away) and of course I had not responded to him. When Mr. Hc called him on Friday, he immediately asnwered the phone with “What’s wrong?” So they discuss my illness and when Mr HC says I turned down Thai Rama, they are both going crazy. Rob changed his schedule all around so he could come over and make me eat (He brought #17) I didn’t want him to come over. My house was dirty, I was a wreck, hair every which way, clammy and sweaty . . . real attractive. So there I was looking like a hag in a stinky (maybe not stinky, but definitely not clean) house.

When he got here, we sat down (I was actually feeling a little better) and he told me that Mr. HC was feeling scared and hysterical that I was sick. Mr. Hc is very guarded with his feelings. He has been ever since I have known him. He didn’t grow up in a very loving environment (whole other story) but as a result, he is very guarded with his emotions and expressing his emotions. He is one of those people where you know they care about you by the things they do and not necessarily the things they say.

Rob told me that Mr. HC is scared because he loves the hell out of me. “You have no idea how much this man loves you”

Mr. HC is all of that and a bag of chips. He could have had anyone when he married me, but he married me. He is tall, blond and handsome. Funny and fun, creative and oh so much more. I am not any of those things. I am serious when I say that there were women who were crushed when we got married.

So I am thinking all along that he loves me enough, but yesterday Rob tells me he loves me more than just enough. He loves the hell out of me. I really needed that. As stupid as that sounds, I just really needed that. 12 months ago

Last night was my Mom’s viewing and rosary. I am sitting here now dressed for her funeral which is still two hours away. I am having trouble this morning wrapping my mind around the fact that she is gone.

I had this boyfriend for a while when I was around 45 or so and I remember when we broke up and I was crying . . . I called my Mom. Of course her big concern over the breakup was that now he had ruined her Christmas plans, but none-the-less, she was the person I called when I was hurting.

So many thoughts this morning and things I still want to talk to her about. I am hurting this morning and I can’t call her. It stinks 12 months ago

I met with the funeral arrangments person at the church to work out the details of the services. That was the last thing I had to do. The Mortuary is taken care of. The cemetary is taken care of. The lunch after the interment is taken care of. I know what I am wearing to both the visitation and rosary and the funeral. Nothing left to do but wait . . .

I have notified everyone but two people. One is her friend Jean and the other is my cousin Betsy. I get an answering machine for each of them. This is not something I want to leave on a machine. I will keep trying, but for now I feel myself starting to dwell on the fact that my Mother is gone. I know I will have other tasks to do aftre I get copies of her death certificate, but I can do nothing but wait on those things for now. Her obituary has come out now. It was difficult to sum up a person’s entire life in such a short space.

This is going to be a bumpy ride I fear. I hope the Universe can provide me with some shock absorbers. 12 months ago

I hope that is what the Universe has in store for me. I am pretty stressed and starting to feel sick. My Mom is still at the Hospice Center. She has pneumonia and her blood sugar levels have been all over the place all week.

She drifts in and out of consiousness and often when she talks to me she makes little to no sense.

Mr. HC is still working in Tucson. I feel like I am getting sick; kind of flu like. Stress I suppose.

HELLO UNIVERSE . . . OVER HERE!!!! 13 months ago

Yesterday I was blanching tomatoes in my kitchen with my friend Rob, not a care in the world. Making apple tarts, laughing, taking time out to shoot the crossbow with Mr. HC. It was a carefree wonderful day. Then I got the call . . .

My Mom is really sick. She appears to have an infection somewhere as she began vomitting in the afternoon (multiple times) and her temperature spiked from normal to 102. She was moved to the hospice care center from her room at the care home. She was prety lethatgic and non-responsive. The hospice nurse strongly encouraged me to go over there . . .

I went over and spent several hours there. She seemed (maybe) aware that I was there, but didn’t make a real attempt to respond to me. I left after a few hours because it just seemed that she was sleeping and I could come back in the morning.

Mr. HC is leaving tomorrow morning to work in Tucson for around a week. Not certain when he is coming back The job is supposed to take 3 – 5 days. I am supposed to help him get ready today.

So I am supposed to help him get ready today. I am supposed to be with my Mom today. I am struggling to make sense of all of this.

I have been going through all of my Mom’s paperwork this past week. It was all sitting in my office in piles and boxes since she moved to the cae home and I sold her house. I have been sorting through it keeping what I need for her and getting rid of the rest. I came across these letters that had crossed between us in the early 1990’s (1991 to be exact) I had gotten married in 1979 to a man that she disapproved of. He was black. That was her sole reason for alienating me from the family. She had never even met him. He was black . . . I was out of the family. She had never met her grandchildren. She was pissed off and staying pissed off.

In 1991, I had written her asking if we could somehow mend our relationship. My oldest daughter was asking about her and I didn’t exactly know how to answer the question as to why they had never met their grandmother. I didn’t want to tell them it was because of the color of their skin. (although it is a beautiful color if I do say so myself) I wrote to ask her for some kind of reconcilition in May, she didn’t answer me until September. Her letter was short, to the point and ugly. She doesn’t come off looking like a good person in this letter. Anyway, I find my letter in her stuff and she had made a copy of her response and kept it with my letter. It hurt all over again. It hurt just as much in 2012 as it did in 1991. Why did she keep those letters? I have been kind of mad at her all week and now she is very very sick and I am supposed to go and sit with her while she either gets better or dies . . .

My husband wants me to help him and be there for him . . .

I need for the Universe to help me make sense of all of this. How can I go from blanching tomotoes all carefree and happy to this? 13 months ago

to get a new truck when his went belly up and died. He got a 2008 Chevy Silverado Quad Cab which is ALMOST his dream truck. The only thing it is missing is the long bed. If you were to aks him he would also tell you that it’s missing a diesel engine and 4×4, but frankly he does not need those last two things. They are “wants” not “needs”

What he does need is a camper shell and roof rack since it actually is a “work truck” The Universe has seen to it that Wells Fargo has given me a number of appraisal orders this week. They pay FAST and that is why I love them!!! These orders are going to make a really good deposit on that color match campershell and big sturdy roof rack.

Thank you Universe!!! 13 months ago

a 2008 Chevy Silverado quad cab in teal. Mr. Hc is quite pleased. 13 months ago

Belly up . . . gasping for it’s last breath.

It is estimated to cost 3 – 5K to fix it (needs replacement engine) and that is with used parts, not new. We don’t think that it will be a financially sound decision to fix it. The old gurl just needs to limp on down the road.

I am anxious to see what the universe has to offer . . . 14 months ago

with a weekend!!! Thank you Universe!!! 14 months ago

I realized that this good thing happened to me, but I didn’t think it was good right off the bat.

I had this parking space at work that I decided was “MY” parking space. It was very close to the front entrance. I would just whip right into “MY” space and head for the door. While I was gone on vacaion, some one in with a butt ugly orange station wagon started using “MY” space and now every day this week it has been taken when I get to work. Consequently, I have been having to park in the further parking lot and actually walk a fair distance to my desk. I was annoyed until I relized this morning (when I had my daily weigh in) that this is better and healthier for me.

In it’s infinite wisdom, the Universe (and the owner of the butt ugly orange station wagon) have provided a means of getting a little bit of extra excercise each morning.

You are right, instead of a burden, this is an opportunity! 15 months ago

financial bounty, but on reflection, I decided that no matter how desirable I may find that, it may not be what I really need to push my life in the direction that it needs to go. Not that I would turn it down . . . :)

And so, I am going to trust the universe to send me what I need.

I started thinking about this the other day, when I got a request to speak to a group in Atlanta. My thought was, “I should . . . but I have so much to do. It will be an added burden.” Then I started thinking that it is held in a nice hotel within walking distance of a fantastic mall, and that if I went up a day early and stayed the night, I might get to hit the mall, too. At the mall, there is a Crate and Barrel, where I might be able to order badly-needed slipcovers for one of my sofas. Also, I am badly in need of a vacation, if only for a night, and I think I can get Nick situated with caregivers for 24 hours. I realized that what I was looking at just might be an opportunity instead of a burden. I will get to rest and relax, do something to further my career, and spiff up my house in one 24-hour period. Count me in!

In addition, the caregiver that I had with the agency had to quit to take care of her mother, who was having surgery. I hated it because she was excellent and made sure Nick got his exercise and so on. But they sent in her place a male caregiver, who is strong enough to help Nick sit up on the side of the bed for exercise, and maybe that’s just what we need since we will be going to Shepherd in the summer . . .

So, trusting in the universe here . . . 15 months ago