Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life. It turns what we have into enough, and more. It turns denial into acceptance, chaos to order, confusion to clarity. It can turn a meal into a feast, a house into a home, a stranger into a friend - Melody Beattie
I can remember the morning that my life and my perspective on absolutely EVERYTHING changed forever! I literally opened my eyes that day and everything made sense to me. I no longer just understood the words of the things I had read or seen - I suddenly FELT them!
School was NEVER my thing! I simply did not fit in! – In a way, that is sad, because my parents sacrificed a lot in order for me to attend one of the top High Schools in the country and in all honesty, I wasted the opportunity.
But... that was not to be my path!
Much like your house needs to be cleaned "literally" on a regular basis, it also needs to be cleaned energetically. Energy in certain spaces can build up a "residue" if you will, and the energy in that space becomes stagnant after a while - which can have several negative effects on the people who enter that space.
Getting - and staying motivated on a daily basis can often be challenging - especially when your time is spent juggling a million and one activities... work, kids, family, dinner, lunches, meetings, sports practices, bath time, homework...
Some days are diamonds and others are...well... not! And what matters in the end I suppose, is how you handle the latter.
I was shown a movie once where people lived in a world where it was IMPOSSIBLE to lie and it made me smile from the inside out because it was such an accurate depiction of the human race and everything is it NOT!! As a simple example - In the REAL world, if someone you know didn't like your outfit, they would probably think precisely that, but would still tell you how nice you looked. In this movie however, they told you how crap they thought you looked. hehe!! - It was amusingly BRUTAL!
Are our bodies merely vessels comprised of skin and bone with which we “randomly” roam, or are they symbolic representations of our soul?
I am inclined to lean toward the latter.
I can remember a time in my life when I won an award for the best speaker in the school. Public speaking (and speaking in general, lol) came very naturally when I was young… and whilst I still find the road to my platform on occasion these days (when it’s emotionally driven), in general I avoid it. I attended a business networking meeting a while back and “walls closing in on me” would be an understatement of how I felt standing up in front of a mere 30 odd people. …Nerve wrecking comes to mind.
Yes life is busy. Yes we all have a lot to do in our 24 hour days. Doing the "mundane" can ABSOLUTELY feel like the straw that broke the camel’s back on certain days... you know... washing the dishes, doing the laundry, packing lunches etc. etc. etc.
BUT - and this is a BIG BUT...
Waking up in a house with young children is truly a new experience every day! It never ceases to amaze me how they manage to jump out of bed with a level of enthusiasm and a spring in their step that is enough to make any adult envious – never mind completely perplexed.
Bloody hell, stress is STRESSFUL! Those two little words "stress & anxiety" – or emotions rather, can activate an entire personality within you, taking one particular situation or state of mind and literally turning it on its head – so much so, that you can honestly reach a point of wishing that a hole in the ground would swallow you up – or even better, you could cover your eyes like a 5 year old and practice the “if I can’t see you, you can’t see me” routine…
Well – the hole in the ground probably isn’t a very good idea, but the latter is not impossible and is a great idea!
"Moaner Lisa" is a common part of my vocabulary – in simple describing someone who whines a lot… ultimately expressing the old “If you don’t like something change it, you are not a tree” quote
Can you remember the un-restricted passion, energy and enthusiasm you felt as a child? Everything you did – you did 110%. There were no half measures. Everything about our characters as children was uninhibited. We were honest, thorough and real. We had no “blotches” on our canvas so to speak.
What should I wear, who is going to fetch the kids, what can I cook tonight, How am I going to pay this/that bill, why haven’t I heard from them in forever, how am I going to provide for my child’s future, will I ever find someone to love, what do I really want to do with my life????? Any of these sound familiar?
I cannot really remember the last time I picked up wax crayons to draw a picture (for myself) – the closest I have gotten to that in a long while is colouring in with my son. Can you recall being told to “colour within the lines”? – I can. It never really appealed to me to be honest. Restrictions are nobody’s friend (truth be told). All they do is put our spirits in boxes.
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