It is the choices we make afterall

I spent the weekend in Phoenix, AZ at nephew's wedding. It was a lovely event and I had the chance to be with my family which was great. Of course Phoenix doesn't really have the sort of winters that Albuquerque has so, it was really wonderful to be in the warmth too.

My nephew and his bride are in their 20's and they are radiant and in love. Just watching the two of them looking lovingly at each other brought tears to my eyes. My other nephew, the groom's brother, toasted the couple by saying he has never met any two people in his life that wanted to spend as much time together as they do. I am hopeful for them that their marriage will last a lifetime and they experience more positives than negatives. Marriage ceremonies are like that - bringing folks together to hope and to wish the best for the couple about their future together.

It doesn't seem so long ago that I was at my brother's wedding, my sister's wedding and my own wedding. All three of us are now middle-aged parents with kids who are grown and getting married or nearly grown. I think of the choices we made, each of us, to be where we are right now. I am wonder if any of us ever really knows if what we are doing is the right choice or are we always just hoping for the best possible outcome for the future. Making that commitment to at least try and create something better for ourselves.

I want something better and more fulfilling than what I have had in the past. Kinda like marriage, which is bigger than the individual, I made a choice to commit to something bigger than myself - graduate school. It feels that big to me - like a marriage and just as challenging.

Mischief on Fall Break

I had a wonderful time doing a lot of nothing. I played for 4 days and didn't open a single anatomy book. Delicious.

I created my Halloween costume - I decided to manifest my inner invertebrate and made a Jellyfish costume with a hot glue gun, lots of garlands and some googlie eyes under the artistic direction of my friend Bob Maestres (aka NeoBoy).

I also spent two days in Santa Fe with my yoga teacher John Friend (www.anusara.com). It was great fun to be in the presence of a masterful teacher of yoga and tantric philosophy. John

effortlessly weaves philosophical teaches as he gets an entire room of about 150 yogis to go up into handstands. I appreciate his interpretations of a philosophy that would otherwise be innaccessable to me.On Monday I could barely get out of bed because my hamstrings were taut wire cables - luckily I know a little bit of yoga (hair of the dog!).

My good friend, Janet Frisella, was also in Santa Fe at the John Friend workshop and we got to spend some quality time together. We have known each other over 35 years! She and I did a girl scout backpacking trip to Philmont Scout Ranch in Northern New Mexico. Janet was the one who introduced me to yoga when I was about 16. She and I, by coincidence, are studying Anusara Yoga with the same teacher.

I am beyond it - study, study and study some more

My life for the last 2 weeks has been about preparing for my first round of testing - midterm exams. Life is studying, sleeping, studying, brush teeth, studying, eating, study, study and study until bed time. It is a solitary existence being a graduate student. Not that I am complaining, I wanted this life, but all this studying and early to bed, early to rise is just shit on my social life.

I took my last exam for the midterm today. Relieved is a good descriptor. So, I am going out tonight with Stephen, my son. Gonna have a beer together at the local Chama micro-brewery. A little weird to me still that I am old enough to have a 21 year old kid. But, I do like having a kid old enough to share a beer with me as well as commiserate on too much studying. Emily, the baby, is still too young to kick up her heels in a public bar.

Social life alert! - I am spending the weekend in Santa Fe and doing a weekend yoga workshop given by my teacher, John Friend. There is even an open-to-all dance party at the local Anusara Studio. This is exactly the sort of high jinx I need to be doing before I get slammed again next week with the CORE courses of DPT - anatomy and orthopedics.

Maybe I can (& will?) post a blog about something besides school...... might be interesting.

Test Prep

It is that time of the year - midterm exams. Last year at this time I studied for my Anatomy midterms on the beach in St. Croix. Too bad I didn't arrange my schedule to do that this year.

Yup, no classes next week just preparation and studying for tests. Quite civilized really, just let me really absorb the stuff I learned over the last 6 weeks and don't drop any more stuff on my plate - ooh until after midterms when the rubber really meets the road for the second half of the semester. I didn't think I was going to be getting test anxiety again but, damn if it isn't back.

I have this fantasy that I will be able to read some great fiction soon (ha.). The list of authors for the 2009 Man Booker Prize is published. Save that thought until winter break.

I really did forget how all consuming school can be. But a day a school still beats a day on the factory floor.