Monthly Archives: June, 2013

From: Williams, Christopher M. [mailto:] Good afternoon everyone, We are announcing our next round of CERT Basic Training. When: Thursday night July 11th from 6pm-9pm Location: Franklin County Emergency Management and Homeland Security Address: 5300 Strawberry Farms Blvd, Columbus, Ohio 43230 The CERT Basic Training continues for 9 Thursdays and will end Thursday September 5th. […]

Diverse Deaf Club of NJ www.ddcnj.org  click for events    DINGO Night ** Location Change & Time ** North Brunswick Senior Citizens Center 15 Linwood Place North Brunswick NJ http://goo.gl/maps/gVISv for Saturday, July 6 and August 3 only Door open: 6 pm     Dingo game at 7:30 pm Admission: $10 member   $12 non-member We will serve desserts […]

Yosemite National Park Publishes Five General Info Videos in ASL Yosemite has had a full-time sign language interpreter in the park every summer for 34 years, but you can get information in sign language before you come to the park too.  Yosemite Deaf Services just published five videos in ASL.  Each video addresses a commonly […]

SAVE THE DATES!! — T&V’s Summer of Signed Services starts June 29th & July 13th We’re thrilled to announce a pair of sign-language-interpreted Shabbat Services, and hope that you can join us! WHAT: A Service with full readings from the Torah and Haftorah (Prophets) WHEN: 10:00 AM — 12:30 PM on Saturday, June 29th WHERE: […]

NJRID BIENNIAL CONFERENCE June 28, 29 and 30, 2013 Held at:  The Sheraton Hotel 6 Industrial Way East Eatontown, New Jersey  07724     * * Registration deadline is THURSDAY, JUNE 20th! * * (There will be no onsite registration!)   Do not miss your opportunity to attend NJRID’s 2013 Biennial Conference and 40th Anniversary […]

Pennington Players Announce Unique Production Based on 2003 Deaf West Staging of Huck Finn Musical Adaptation   The Pennington Players are excited to announce upcoming auditions for the musical BIG RIVER, Roger Miller and William Hauptman’s Tony Award-winning adaptation of Mark Twain’s The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn. This production will be based on the 2003 […]

Join the Actors and Production Team of Jade Films and Entertainment at a FUNdraising Event!   Come & do impromptu ASL Acting Monologues & win a prize for the best impromptu monologue!   Fundraiser in support of our film about a Deaf family and their daughter awaken from coma after learning she’s deaf.   SATURDAY, […]

“Deaf Health Talks” DHCC is a community partner of the NCDHR, working with RRCD’s R.E.A.P   Health Topic:     Preventive Health Presenter:          Mike McKee, MD, MPH Date:                   Thurs., June 27, 2013 Times:                7:00 – 8:30 pm Location:           Rochester Recreation Club for the Deaf 1564 Lyell Avenue, Rochester, NY 14606   Come and […]

Hi everyone, Rochester Deaf Awareness Week (RDAW) 2014, Committee is starting now.  Yup, we have more than a year to plan our events.  Rochester will continue it’s mission to educate the hearing community about our deaf and hard of hearing community. RDAW needs volunteers for the committee to success.  If you are interested, please join […]

CTV News An Ottawa-area woman who is both blind and deaf has launched a formal complaint against Air Canada after a difficult trip to Alberta last week that she says left her frightened and humiliated. Christine ‘Coco’ Roschaert is a 33-year-old motivational … See more…

Special Occasions

The street is cleared of traffic, the tents are up, and the vendors are selling summer squash, cherries, and herbs. It’s the second week this season the farmers’ market has been open in town, and my husband escapes from the office so we can enjoy lunch together and wander by the open-air booths. We buy bread (baked from scratch) from one of our favorite vendors and discuss what we can grill, cook, and drink over the next few days.

As we walk, I start thinking about how I’ll be spending a lot more time at farmers’ markets this summer than I have in the past – it’s easier to find local, sustainably-grown food here than at the grocery stores. I’ve always enjoyed farmers’ markets, but I’ve tended to reserve them for “special occasions.” When I lived in Los Angeles my friends and I would load up with market goodies before going to a concert at the Hollywood Bowl, or for a picnic at the beach, or if we had guests coming to town.

With over 3500 farmers’ markets in the United States (visit LocalHarvest.org to find one near you) there are plenty here on the east coast where I currently live. I’ll be visiting more of them over the next few days to get a feel for the ones I prefer, talk to vendors, and gather local meat, eggs, and more fruit and veggies. I know I have my work cut out for me this summer as I learn how to prepare meals, can tomatoes, and make my own salad dressing. But taking the first step and creating the intent to eat clean is one of the biggest hurdles. Besides, it feels good to realize that what used to be a “special occasion” will now be a part of daily life.

Like the Lotus

During closing, my hands are at my heart in prayer. The yoga teacher says to move my fingers so that only my thumbs and pinky are touching – the center is to remain open, like a flower. She says the lotus grows in the mud and opens up when the sun shines on it, and closes when it doesn’t. She says, “Remember that when life is murkey, and I’m struggling through the mud, to open up, like the lotus.”

Better Choices

Baked pita chips, hummus, organic raisins, lemon pepper tuna…United Airlines to the rescue!

Seriously, I am sitting here on a plane munching away, so grateful that the airline serves a snack box called the “Right Bite.”

When I woke up this morning, I had a plan. I was going to swing by a center to drop off a car load of items, run by the UPS store to ship a package, drop the dog off at the kennel, pack for my trip, then pick up my husband from work. But somehow I got behind. Way behind.

Not only did I forget to bring apples and trail mix for the plane ride, I forgot to eat breakfast. And lunch. When I flopped down in my seat, I was sweating and breathless (we nearly missed the flight) and very hungry. I flipped through the food options and knew I would be able to get my body back in synch with the Right Bite instead of having to resort to “snacks” full of empty calories and sugar.

I’m glad big companies are becoming more sensitive to offering healthier food choices. I keep reading the debates about replacing sodas and candy in school vending machines with healthier alternatives. The other day I was doing some freelance editorial work for a large newspaper. The building included a cafeteria – mostly pizzas and burgers and fries, but I found a vegetarian station. And I noticed an announcement that they would be having a “sustainable foods” day, offering locally grown meats and produce.

I’m not sure if these actions are coming from consumer demand or a greater awareness on the company’s part (or both), but I’m thankful for the trend.Š

My Kind of Yogi

My car crunches over the gravel as I pull into the parking lot of the yoga studio. Climbing up the rickety stairs of the wood building, I’m filled with hope.

This is the ninth yoga instructor I’ve tried since moving to DC. For whatever reason, I can’t seem to find a teacher that feels like the right fit. In part, I’m grieving the loss of my instructor from Los Angeles whom I adored. And I admit I don’t mind the teachers I’ve practiced with here, but I find yoga easier to maintain when I feel a strong authentic connection.

A few months ago I tried a class where the teacher did seem like a great fit. But when I returned, she was no longer there. I scoured the web searching for her to pop up in another studio around town. I only had a first name to go off of, but I think I might have found her and that’s why I’m here today.

I sign in at the desk and walk into the studio. The teacher is asking the class to get two blocks, a blanket, and a strap. Yep, that’s her. I can tell by the sound of her voice.

She walks by me on her way to close the door of the studio, but she pauses before reaching her destination. She watches me as I pull back my hair back into a loose ponytail.

“Hi. I’m Jenny. I’m a drop-in,” I say.

“I know you,” she says.

I sigh in relief. She remembers me.

“I took a restorative yoga class you taught in another studio a few months ago. I’ve been looking for you ever since. You’re hard to find,” I explain.

“Yes,” she nods, remembering the class. “It’s taken me awhile to get going and figure out where to set up shop.”

Well no wonder I couldn’t find her. She’s a new teacher. Later, I discover that she had a health scare which caused her to re-evaluate her entire career as a molecular biologist. Once she recovered, she decided to become a yoga teacher. Love that (I had a similar experience three years ago and that’s when I began writing).

We open by chanting three Oms. Then she tells us to be sure not to miss class three weeks from now. She’ll be teaching it outside where we will all face the trees so we can experience a “yoga foliage festival.” Oh yeah, she’s my kind of yogi. Š

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