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Thursday, 15 June 2017

I've been smitten

Yup.
Yesterday I was plodding along, working in my office, same old same old.

Checking my instagram I was hit!
BOOM! Aside the face and I went "Say What?"

I'm now on a mission.
I'm going to join the "tinyvan" club and travel....while working (of course)

I haven't felt this inspired in a long time. Yesterday I said to myself "sleep on it. let's see how I feel in the morning"

BOOM! I'm more excited then ever and can't wait to tell my family........just have to find the right words.....


Namaste


Sunday, 14 May 2017

It's in my heart


Not my words.. but it's what's in my heart!  So true!!❤
Every year my daughter asks me the same question. After thinking about it, I decided I'd give her my real answer:
What do I want for Mother's Day? 

I want you. 
I want you to keep coming around, I want you to bring your kids around, I want you to ask me questions, ask my advice, tell me your problems, ask for my opinion, ask for my help. 
I want you to come over and rant about your problems, rant about life, whatever. Tell me about your job, your worries, your friends, your fur babies.
I want you to continue sharing your life with me. Come over and laugh with me, or laugh at me, I don't care. Hearing you laugh is music to me.
I spent the better part of my life raising you the best way I knew how. Now, give me time to sit back and admire my work.
Raid my refrigerator, help yourself, I really don't mind. In fact, I wouldn't want it any other way.
I want you to spend your money making a better life for you and your family, I have the things I need. I want to see you happy and healthy. When you ask me what I want for Mother's Day, I say "nothing" because you've already been giving me my gift all year. 

I want you.


Wednesday, 29 March 2017

I've been away

Wish I could say it was the south of France on a warm beach.

For the past few months my sister's "living" with Cancer was coming to an end.  "There's nothing more we can do for you" they said.
Heartbreaking words.
We'd been "living her struggle" for the past 2.5 years when she moved in with us because she needed some help, but going to the hospital that snowy Feb evening and getting the prognosis that her Cancer was taking over was it.  It was now all about how we make life comfortable for her last days.

We pulled her out of the hospital.  February 14. Called the family and had a week long party.  Well not a "party" like we hoped but pretty close. It's different saying goodbye everyday for a month and a half.  Cancer is not a quick ascension into the stars.  It's a slow moving painful bitch and it sucks the life out of everyone.  Enough said.  But Diane, you were fearless.

Diane knew her last day. We all did actually. It came with restlessness and major distress with her breathing.  But it also came with her face lighting up and her almost non existent vocal chords whispering "hello" "hello" "hello" "hello". We knew she was seeing the other side and greeting the beings who were there to help her transition on.  It's the only memory I cherish right now. 

There is truth in her guided spiritual ascension. 
Diane. See you again on our next adventure. I LOVE you.

Namaste


Tuesday, 31 January 2017

Ode to Oreo

Our dear cat passed out of this world today.
Oreo will forever live in our hearts.



We laughed all the time with him.
If he wasn't at the fridge door (which he was.) A lot.


He was watching tv



Or drinking water from anywhere there was water...



He was always hangin out with friends



or sleeping


and sleeping


He will always be remembered by all that cherished him.
We loved having you in our lives Oreo. May your spirit live on.

Till we meet again.







Namaste




Thursday, 26 January 2017

What’s with the saggy-ass granny panties?

Ok this is great...(an exerpt from  luckybitch.com).  I believe.
Level with me for a minute - what kind of underwear are you wearing?
No, I’m not trying to be a perv! I know it's a personal question (I'm sans bra right this second if you must know!)
I’m asking because you can tell a LOT about someone’s money mindset from the type of underwear they’ve got on.
Yep, you read that right: your panties are intrinsically linked to your money mindset.
Really, how?
Well, there are so many ways that we women fake our level of self-worth – we’re excellent at putting on a smiley face and some lip-stick, and pretending to the world that we’ve got it together.
But our underwear? Well, unless you’ve got a hot date planned, most of us don’t give it a second thought – no one’s going to see it, so it doesn’t matter, right?
So we bum around in our daggiest, saggiest ‘granny panties’ because if no one else is gonna see it, then we think it doesn’t matter.
But what kind of message is that sending to our subconscious?
That our nice clothes are just a fa├žade.
That underneath it all, we’re not really worthy of nice things.
That we don’t care enough about ourselves to wear well-fitting, comfortable and sexy undergarments.
That we’re not worth the money it costs to buy new undies (or whatever)
That we only value things that impact others.
That we don’t really value ourselves.
All of which undermine our ability to attract money and abundance.
In case you think I’m judging your washed out briefs here, please know that I wore nothing but nanna panties and bras for years. Sometimes even second hand bras.
In fact, I had one particularly old bra where the underwire had come loose and would always dig into my side-boob. Yet I continued to wear it for months, jabbing the wire back into it’s tubey-thing, all because I didn’t want to spring for a new one! Crazy. (Ummm, and painful!)
But when I upgraded my money mindset, my dodgy granny knickers were one of the first things to go. I knew it was a really important way of showing that I valued myself and deserved nice things. Even if I was the only person in the world who knew about it!
So these days, I’m conscious about my underwear. I’m no longer prepared to skimp on supporting myself (both metaphorically and literally!). Which isn’t to say I wear flashy lingerie every day – um no. But I always wear nice, cute, properly fitted bras that feel good to wear. And the second they pass their use by date, they’re gone.
So if you want an instant window into the state of your money mindset, just get honest about the state of your underwear. Does it make you feel good? Or is it a faded, daggy old thing that you’d be mortified for anyone to actually see?
If it’s the latter, it’s time to do some work, lady!

Namaste

Sunday, 15 January 2017

I have a dream

In his iconic speech at the Lincoln Memorial for the 1963 March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom, King urged America to "make real the promises of democracy." King synthesized portions of his earlier speeches to capture both the necessity for change and the potential for hope in society.

We all have dreams.

It's a change in consciousness.

And King said "But there is something that I must say to my people, in the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrong.   We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again, we must rise to the majestic heights (Yes) of meeting physical force with soul force.


A brave and true soul of the times.


Live your dreams.  Be in the now.