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Ramblings about life . . .

What I share about my life is simply to help reinforce the understanding that it is possible to live with love and laughter, in between the tough times.

Life is what we make of it, no matter how harrowing. We accept and embody this with-in ourselves, thereby allowing the energy to manifest outwardly in our reality.

It starts with each one of us as an individual to form the collective consciousness.

Be the dream.

We honour the light and the life within you.

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Saturday, 15 August 2015

Blessed far beyond anything ever imagined possible

Greg, always manages to make me feel like a Super Goddess Queen.

There are times when I wonder how on earth I managed to manifest a partner who is so absolutely perfect for me in every way possible. We have been through so much together, and yet our relationship grows stronger each day. I never grow bored of his company, there always seems to be something new to find out about him (and myself).

Greg and I, Cape Town 1989
London 2000
Something I wrote in 2010 - "In the rush of every day life it’s easy to forget how to be in love. You look at your partner and don’t see why you fell in love with them. They can irritate and anger you more than flood you with the feeling of love. There have been more than a few occasions when I’d like to throw him off a cliff and then dance on his body. I’m not really a violent person but deep down I have a dark side and my imagination can run riot.

I’m not alone – we all have dark parts to ourselves. All I can say is thank goodness we don’t have the ability to manifest instantly otherwise quite a few of us would be in a great deal of trouble. I suspect I need to stop imagining sharpening my knives and using his head as a dartboard.

Okay, now we’ve had our fun with mangling our partner’s body, let’s get serious. How often do you stop to really look at your partner? The crinkle that forms around their eyes when they smile, the dimple they might have that only appears at odd moments, their smell, the texture of their skin, how their eyes light up when they see you, the flutter in your stomach when they walk in the room or phone you and the passion. All those feelings you had when you first started out together.

What happened along the way? Life. The stresses and the worries. We start to take our partners for granted and forget about the joy that they bring to us. Do relationships fall apart because of this? I don’t have the answer to that. Why do some relationships grow stronger, others plod along and yet others disintegrate? Again, I don’t have the answer.

My take on my marriage is that I have changed the energy that surrounds us. There is me, my hubby and the relationship. Forget for a moment that you might have children, parents, animals, etc. Just focus on the two of you. We tend to blame the other party for any problems. Take a step back and have a look at what is really going on.

Everything around us is a reflection. If your partner treats you badly take a deep look within yourself and see where that energy is coming from. What’s in you that they are reacting to? Take a look at that portion of your life that is working well. What’s happening there that’s not happening in your relationship?

I used to blame hubby for a lot of things until I realised it was me and me alone causing it. I have taught many developing classes and each person denied they were the cause of their own problems. Some eventually came to understand it while others moved on elsewhere in the hope they would find a group that would justify how they felt.

my fun-loving hubby

When I look at him and he realises I’m watching him he will stop what he’s doing. His eyes will go from that hard remote look to a softer one where his mouth will curve in a smile, his eye colour will change and his pupils will dilate with pleasure. I love that I can do that to him. It’s exhilarating to know you bring someone happiness and pleasure. I find it a far better high than shouting and venting my spleen. Sigh, okay, I admit that sometimes it’s really nice to vent and blow off steam but in the main loving is a far better high for me. 

We are so incredibly powerful and yet we don’t use that power well."

See also We are what we believe.

Nothing fazes Greg about anything I am or do. He might (quite often) be perplexed, puzzled or surprised but gets on with life, totally cool about everything that is me. Lol...even on those occasions when I want to use his head as a dart board or am hissing and spitting like a feral cat.

I suppose he is a good reflection of how I feel about him. Nothing fazes me about him either. Reflections, eh?

He still charms me opening doors, walking on the outside of the pavement to protect me, guiding me across the road and being a perfect gentleman. At times I admit, I feel like a pampered princess, but...if I act like a spoilt brat, he will let me know in no uncertain terms, that I am being an a**hole. He doesn't mince his words.

I do know with certainty, that he's got my back - no matter what.

I have indeed been blessed. May we all be blessed with love. The planetary alignments are all in favour of this - make the most of it!

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