I recently decided I was going to write a blog post once a week. Only I hadn’t taken into account that we aren’t wired for being creative ALL the time. I thus found it strange that the stories didn’t just pour out of me, given I’ve had so many sweet and memorable experiences over the past few weeks. Then I realized that it’s night of full moon and my missing creativity suddenly makes sense – I seem to get quite emotionally and physically distraught by the full moon. A full moon meditation, reminding me that I’m a magical being, as well as setting an intention to put this magic into writing, cleared out the mind clutter and I’m now ready to share some pretty cool New Orleans stories with you….
As any memorable experience largely is the result of the connections we make with the people we’re with, let me introduce you to some of the magical people I’ve met over the past couple of weeks in this equally magical city of New Orleans
I met Ester (first photo) at Unitarian Universalist Community Church at a bird talk/concert performed by mutual friends. Ester and I were both sitting in the front row immensely enjoying the show, when she noticed my high heels and said in excitement: “You look great! You just don’t see anyone wearing high heels around here”. I probably grew a couple of inches taller from that remark… She, herself, wore high heels every day, at 94 of age! Not only did she have a great posture, she had a great spirit about her too. I hope to see her again someday (which I probably will, since New Orleans is a small city) – meeting elderly folks who keep their youth about them is so inspiring to me, as I’m sure hearing some of her life stories would be too.