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Now that grandma doggie day care is in Florida for the winter, Booda came with me to the city. Yesterday was going to be his first day trying out a day care in the Village for which I had to buy him a membership. I’ve walked by the place a thousand times and it looks wonderful, so was happy we got him all set up. And, it was going to be my first day trying out something I read in the Life and Teaching of the Masters of the Far East (6 Volume Set)
Our first stop was picking up my silver nail polish the lady at Barney’s Fresh counter ordered for me last week. Some festival was going on crowding the streets so we drove around awhile to find parking. We passed the Plaza Athenee which I always forget about, so gave them a call to see if they allow dogs figuring they would as its a French hotel. Yes, they do and the gentleman suggested I come in for a drink to check out the place. BTW, anyone else who knows about dog friendly hotels in the city, please do share – my list so far is the SoHo and Tribeca Grand, the Carlyle and I’ve heard the W Hotels.
Booda, the Pekingese, was the star in Barneys and walking Madison Avenue. He is quite the man and has a mind of his own and a personality to match. He goes where he wants, does what he wants (stops into certain stores) and is quite discriminating about who exactly can talk to him or touch him. It’s fascinating to watch.
I told the lady at Fresh her blue eyes were so beautiful she should ditch her dark glasses and she confessed her daughter says the same thing to her. Paying for the nail polish, I realized I only had $50 left in my wallet and left my debit card on my desk when I bought the doggie daycare membership earlier. So, guess we weren’t staying overnight as I had planned nor shopping nor eating at the cozy, warm inviting Il Buco, which I love. Damn did that suck, ok so $20 for a glass of wine at the Athenee, then the rest for movie and dinner…aarghhh…
The lobby area at the Athenee where the gentleman said pets were allowed and was quite inviting was so not. It was only a couple little chairs stuck in the corner and a settee. I felt like we were at the kids table at Thanksgiving. Yes, the Bordeaux was lovely and Booda loved lounging on the marble floor while I chatted with a French diplomat’s wife, but that’s about the highlight. There were so many fur coats going in and out it saddened me people feel wearing another’s coat is a symbol of status. My lovely tan lion-like mop laying on the marble floor by my side was the only fur I’m proud to have near me.
My seeing everyone as a Living God lasted until driving down to the Village and being cut off on the street by a mean man in an ugly car. Oh, such is the spiritual path in our modern world. I didn’t give him the finger or anything, just a stare. Walking a path of growth would be so much easier if we were all living in caves without outside influences, right?. But our reason for living in this day and age is to learn how to integrate it all right here and now.
After getting Booda situated at day care, I headed over to the Angelika to see Pirate Radio. I love that movie theater for some reason. Last week I saw Keanu Reeves there doing a Q&A after the movie Private Lives of Pippa Lee. Pirate Radio was phenomenal! I literally had a smile on my face the entire time – when does that ever happen to you in a movie? I swear, the entire time. The cast was fantastic. Each part was cast perfectly and the acting superb. Bill Nighy is an amazing actor – I love every role he plays and would love to watch more of him. His lair as Quentin was awesome too. Really, each and every role was fantastic. Oh, and the costumes were out of this world – so colorful, interesting and true to the times. The movie just kept getting better and better. It was such a feel good movie I even stayed through the end of the credits which is rare for me.
One thing I love about NYC or any city really is walking the city streets. So much interesting stuff is going on and it’s where I get my best most creative ideas. Anything can spark you – a unique color you see in a coffee shop to an odd outfit on someone passing by. Walking around and driving long stretches is when my creativity really flows to me.
No plan came to mind after the movie – I pondered a drink at the Mercer but wasn’t in the mood for that scene. Pierogies then popped in my head. There are a couple Polish places over in the East Village so I picked up Mr. B. and headed over there. I chose Odessa as parking in front is usually not a problem. There is also Polonia which I have yet to try that always gets rave reviews.
Odessa is usually reviewed as a dive, with which I disagree. It’s dark, plays funky music, has a bar, mahogany naugahyde leather booths and velvet looking paintings. It’s just an odd little place with good homemade food in my book. For $15 total with tip I got vegetarian stuffed cabbage, potato pancakes with sour cream, 5 farmer cheese pierogies with apple sauce and amazing fresh challah bread with real butter. It’s the kind of place you’d go to escape the crowds, something I’ve been thinking about lately.
Wherever I go, people seem to stare at me. Even when driving in my car, people stare at me. I don’t look into people’s car when crossing by them on a street or at a stop light. What are they looking at? Sure, I’m a pretty blonde but not any more so than any other pretty blonde. Maybe it’s my light? I know in the rare instances I encounter others with a glow about them, I can’t take my eyes off them. People have told me they can see my glow; or that’s there something different about me. Who knows? But I had started to think more about fame the last time I saw CP, my now former pot head current auto detailer wanna be singer soul mate dude, in Cali. I knew his current band would finally be his vehicle to super stardom, that is if he doesn’t overdose first. So I was pondering whether I’d like my beau being famous. I would imagine it’d be a little annoying to be approached by fans all the time, especially when you’re trying to do more private romantic things. Maybe you can turn avoiding the attention into a fun little game of hide and seek. Or, maybe it’s nice to have the validation on days you’re feeling blue? I don’t know. Fame is such a fascinating odd concept in our society. And the things over which one can become famous are so bizarre in this day and age. I really don’t have the answer at the moment – it just started percolating in my mind that last trip.
…Minor manifestation update from Saturday. Early yesterday I was wearing a blue glittery hair crown thingy which I took off in Barneys when I realized the color clashed against my brown sunglasses. I thought to myself a pair of really big chunky black glasses would make the blue pop. What do I find laying in the street of the Village later in the day…you guessed it – a pair of big black Gucci sunglasses. That’s how it is done and it’s lovely when the manifestation happens quickly like that!
Tags: Angelika Theatre, Il Buco, Keanu Reeves, Odessa, Pirate Radio, Plaza Athenee, Polonia, Soho Grand, Tribeca Grand
>>Wherever I go, people seem to stare at me. Even when driving in my car, people stare at me. I don’t look into people’s car when crossing by them on a street or at a stop light. What are they looking at? Sure, I’m a pretty blonde but not any more so than any other pretty blonde. Maybe it’s my light? I know in the rare instances I encounter others with a glow about them, I can’t take my eyes off them. People have told me they can see my glow; or that’s there something different about me. Who knows?<<
Wow! You could be my twin! I was debating whether or not to leave a comment, but you're the first person I've heard who has the *exact* same thing happen to them. Isn't it bizarre!? I want to ask people, What are you looking at!? Seriously, I'd really like to know. Or else I get annoyed and want to say, don't you know that staring is impolite?
I'm not being facetious, I have the exact same thing happen to me and it really trips me out. And like you while some may say I'm attractive (if I do say so myself lol) it happens whether I'm dressed like a bum and a little overweight or not, so I think it must be my light or aura. I've been on a spiritual path as well these last few years, as you seem to have been as well, so maybe that has something to do with it? I guess it's just nice to know that someone else has the same "problem." I know it's not necessarily a bad problem to have, as far as problems go, but it still is rather bizarre. I don't stare at other people when I'm out and about either. It just sometimes makes me feel like a freak sometimes. Oh well. I just wanted you to know you're not alone. Personally, my theory is that most people live at such a low vibration, that anyone who has a higher vibration, it affects them on some deeper level that they're not aware of. Anyways, sorry for the long comment, but I just *had* to comment. 
Take care!
Thanks so much for sharing! Wonder what it is? Just last week a friend said I have a certain presence, like a lightness, that stands out to others. I do know every so often – we are talking like twice a year, if even that, some people catch my eye and I just want to stare at them. It’s like they have a certain presence or something I can’t put my finger on.
Oh, totally interesting story kinda along the same line. I had some tea at the Bowery Hotel last week. Matt Dillon was having a meeting there and his energy, or presence, was really big. I couldn’t even remember his last name at the time so it’s not like I’m a fan. And, even though he’s an attractive man, I am not attracted to him in the least bit. My interest was merely, “what is the energy he is exuding?” What came to mind was a real grounded energy, like the astrological sign of Taurus, but it was more than that. It just happened I had an Angel reading later in the week and asked what the energy was about. They replied he was part of a group soul, which was deeply embedded with a certain star system. I queried whether that is what helped to make him famous along with many other celebrities, and they replied, “yes…It’s the unique energy these people exude that others can’t quite put their fingers on yet want to be around. And part of this group soul’s purpose is to get the public familiar with them for future times.” Isn’t that wild? Also would kinda explain why lots of celebrities date other celebrities because they may be on the same vibration….perhaps?
Whatever the truth behind it all, he had a different energy as do a limited number of people I encounter and it sounds like you do too. So, love it, embrace it and when it gets too annoying to have others stare at you (like I feel at times), get a big old Grace Jones kinda hat/scarf covering your face and neck all up and don big ole’ sunglasses. It amuses me when I do that. Much easier in the winter than the summer, I must say…
Thank you so much for writing! It’s nice to not feel all alone, isn’t it? Rock on!