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where we will be sharing our life experiences and adventures as they
unfold and evolve. It is a work in progress, though, just like us!
Wishing everyone a happy, healthy and fulfilling life xXx
Wednesday, 23 May 2012
Monday, 14 May 2012
Wakey Wakey It's Reiki Time!
On my wonderful journey to greater health and
well-being, I recently became a Reiki Master Teacher and I am now in a
position to initiate and share this amazing adventure with others.
However, I have this insatiable itch to shake and wake people to this simple yet powerful energy available to us all, regardless of background, religion, beliefs or even lack of them. I know my purpose is to communicate paths to greater health and well-being and I'm curious as to how this will manifest itself now.
Each one of us has the power to transform our selves and create the life of our dreams and it actually takes very little effort, which is always nice to know. Curious?
However, I have this insatiable itch to shake and wake people to this simple yet powerful energy available to us all, regardless of background, religion, beliefs or even lack of them. I know my purpose is to communicate paths to greater health and well-being and I'm curious as to how this will manifest itself now.
Each one of us has the power to transform our selves and create the life of our dreams and it actually takes very little effort, which is always nice to know. Curious?
Saturday, 5 May 2012
Full moon magic
Tonight, the full moon will appear bigger and brighter than usual
because it is only a piffling 356,955 km away from our home planet. So,
I'm off outside with my beloved, to welcome the new moon, release old
tut that no longer serves us and welcome abundance into every aspect of
our lives.
Earlier today, however, my neighbour saw the full moon in all its glory. While I bent over to light incense, my bare butt facing the window, my 6 year old tapped on the glass and yelled: "Hello, Ivor!" At first I thought she was winding me up, but when I turned around to check, there was my neighbour, head peeking over the fence. Well, what else could I do? So, I just gave a friendly wave and mouthed Hello!
Earlier today, however, my neighbour saw the full moon in all its glory. While I bent over to light incense, my bare butt facing the window, my 6 year old tapped on the glass and yelled: "Hello, Ivor!" At first I thought she was winding me up, but when I turned around to check, there was my neighbour, head peeking over the fence. Well, what else could I do? So, I just gave a friendly wave and mouthed Hello!
Saturday, 28 April 2012
Spiritual Silliness
"The warrior of light behaves like a child.
People are shocked; they have forgotten that a child needs to have fun and to play, to be slightly irreverent and to ask awkward, childish questions, to talk nonsense that not even he believes in.
And they say, horrified: 'So this is the spiritual path, is it? He's so immature!'
The warrior feels proud of such comments. And he remains in touch with God through his innocence and his joy, without ever losing sight of his mission."
Thank you Paulo Coelho for writing Manual of The Warrior of Light, especially page 65 and for making me smile. It is always reassuring to know that other people believe in lovely, healing utter tosh and nonsense, too. Now, please excuse me, I really must skip around my lounge.
People are shocked; they have forgotten that a child needs to have fun and to play, to be slightly irreverent and to ask awkward, childish questions, to talk nonsense that not even he believes in.
And they say, horrified: 'So this is the spiritual path, is it? He's so immature!'
The warrior feels proud of such comments. And he remains in touch with God through his innocence and his joy, without ever losing sight of his mission."
Thank you Paulo Coelho for writing Manual of The Warrior of Light, especially page 65 and for making me smile. It is always reassuring to know that other people believe in lovely, healing utter tosh and nonsense, too. Now, please excuse me, I really must skip around my lounge.
Monday, 9 April 2012
Life 101 and a dance routine on treadmills
Life happens
Things come and go
Change is the only constant
If you don't like it: Get over it
Life is but a gift
Enjoy it!
And one for luck.... I just love this one!
Tuesday, 20 March 2012
One Flew Out of The Cuckoos Nest
It's funny. I always raised and nurtured my mini goddesses to be independent, empowered women. I just never realised they would spread their wings so soon.
My eldest, physically 9 years old, but with wisdom and a sense of responsibility way beyond our years combined, will leave the roost this Easter.
I have always told my girlies they create their own lives and that they will create an awesome life using positive thoughts, words and actions. Good things always come from opening one's big mouth and pouring forth much loveliness.
Amy told me she wanted to live with Amy Senior and her father, who recently got married. So, she had thought about it, spoken to me about it and yesterday we took action and delivered a letter to prove she was 'serious' about it. Amy told her father exactly what she wanted and demanded a clear answer. And she got it! I am so proud of her.
So that leaves me, MiBu and the littlest monkey to go on our overseas adventures together. Totally extroverted and bonkers by nature, we are going to rock the world with our crazy, silly hippy ways. Because we know our Amy Pie is safe and sound following her bliss, we are free to follow ours, without compromise. New ideas and possibilities have opened up yet again, but I don't want to get too excited talking about our adventures in front of Amy. But, rest assured, the future is brighter than ever before.
Amy knows she is the luckiest girl in the world being able to choose her parents and everyone being happy with it. I remember my sister desperately wishing she was adopted. Bad luck, sis. But our beloveds have benefitted from our childhood experiences. Something good comes out of absolutely everything.
Is splitting up siblings a bad thing? Absolutely not, if it is in both of their interests. If I had any doubts at all, I simply wouldn't do it. Each child is going to have the most amazing upbringing for their individual characters and totally diverse needs. No competition. No compromise. No conflict.
I am so excited to see how Amy and Abi's relationship develops with them living apart. They are going to skype and be penpals and share their adventures and experiences with eachother. It's actually really exciting.
My eldest, physically 9 years old, but with wisdom and a sense of responsibility way beyond our years combined, will leave the roost this Easter.
I have always told my girlies they create their own lives and that they will create an awesome life using positive thoughts, words and actions. Good things always come from opening one's big mouth and pouring forth much loveliness.
Amy told me she wanted to live with Amy Senior and her father, who recently got married. So, she had thought about it, spoken to me about it and yesterday we took action and delivered a letter to prove she was 'serious' about it. Amy told her father exactly what she wanted and demanded a clear answer. And she got it! I am so proud of her.
I know it is for the best for everyone. I always manifest a win-win, surely you must know that by now. There is no better outcome than one where everybody's happy. Amy will get her daddy back and an amazing new mommy who can nurture her through her delicate teenage years and fulfil all her material needs. I've been so blessed with the first precious years of her life and had a huge influence on her conditioning and character! (Ha ha! Sorry about that, chick, but face it, you are awesome and I love you heaps!) But ultimately there is something innate that draws her to her father and his lovely new wife, an awesome role model. Similarly introverted characters, I have every faith that this is exactly the experience she needs to continue to blossom beautifully. It all seems so right.
But, yes, of course I feel sad. It's the end of a chapter. A rather sudden one to be honest. There are bittersweet tears plopping on the keyboard as I type this. The words I type are merely blurry splots and splodges on the screen (NB. Edit text with dry eyes). There's going to be a huge Amy shaped hole in my life.
Amy knows she is the luckiest girl in the world being able to choose her parents and everyone being happy with it. I remember my sister desperately wishing she was adopted. Bad luck, sis. But our beloveds have benefitted from our childhood experiences. Something good comes out of absolutely everything.
Is splitting up siblings a bad thing? Absolutely not, if it is in both of their interests. If I had any doubts at all, I simply wouldn't do it. Each child is going to have the most amazing upbringing for their individual characters and totally diverse needs. No competition. No compromise. No conflict.
I am so excited to see how Amy and Abi's relationship develops with them living apart. They are going to skype and be penpals and share their adventures and experiences with eachother. It's actually really exciting.
Saturday, 10 March 2012
These Little Piggies Went to Market
I saw something that I have never seen before, which was why I asked the butcher if I could take a photo. It was a curious sight, in the middle of a street, in broad daylight. Something about the surreal nature of hanging (petrol smoked) carcasses intrigued me. It's not how I am used to seeing pigs.
I prefer them live and oinking.
I prefer them live and oinking.
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