Change of mind-set

We have some new neighbours that moved in about two weeks ago.

They've had more fights than the amount of days they've lived there. There are two little kids that the woman yells and swears at regularly, when she is not screaming at the guy, who never seems to say anything but leave the house, before slamming the door that the whole neighbourhood reverberates with.

This and that...

Nam-myoho-renge-kyo

I unexpectedly find myself chanting this at odd times.

Many years ago, when Ashlee was a teenager still at home looking for "something", a friend of mine who is Buddhist, suggested that she attend some of the meetings.

Hoo boy, I can feel myself caving in

Hoo boy, I can feel myself caving in. Help!

Our son works for Hamilton Animal Control as a kennel assistant. He cleans out the kennels, feeds (if needed, medicates) and, once these practical bits are done, he takes the dogs out to exercise and play with them.

Assumptions

 
This morning I felt the need to put Blurred Lines on and actually listen to the lyrics watching the video. Curious to know why the video and words were slightly off-putting, I looked up the lyrics and found out that it is about -

Gay Pride and Rocky Horror

We went to the lauch of the Hamilton Pride Festival a couple of weeks ago. A happy night filled with dancing, cabarets and jokes.

It's an underground movement here in Hamilton, which is largely a rural community  Being gay here is not quite as accepted as it is in the cities. But having said that, there is a gay pub opening in the next month on the main street.

Compromise

Relationships in all shapes and forms are being thrown into the spotlight these days.

Reckon it's got something to do with the lunar eclipse and all that other stuff that is so prevalent in September, forcing us, whether we want it or not, to take note of our inner prejudices and negativities. You know, those thoughts and feelings that are floating around creating havoc in our lives that we are unaware of...or maybe are aware of and couldn't be bothered to do something about.

Dancing in delight

Hubby got it - the job of a lifetime and the abundance that comes with it.

Blessed far beyond anything ever imagined possible

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

In the rush of life, forgetting

In the rush of and through life, we forget to stop and smell the roses.

Greg and I have always had a very deep connection to one another. Only, over the last year or so, that connection has not been quite so strong. Simply put, we allowed life to get in the way.

I passed!

Hey hey hey...I passed, I passed, I passed.

Despite knowing (a deep seated knowing that this was gonna happen), there was still a little voice of doubt that popped up. Every day I'd get visions of passing that cancelled out the doubt.

You got the music in you

Hang on as things get mixed up. We are our own best friend. We need EVERYONE who is here on earth NOW.

You got the music in you. Don't let go.

Dog lead

I've been feeling like things are hotting up - couldn't quite put my finger on what is actually 'hotting' up until I watched Kelley Rosano's latest about the new moon. It makes sense.

A soup of potentials

So much change going on, not only in my life, but in the lives of some friends and family.

In the flow

I am in the midst of understanding the concept of acceptance (and maybe even surrendering) in a far deeper way than ever before.

I have become pretty cautious in my later years. I used to be quite impulsive and get myself into all kinds of trouble - mostly financial. Slowly I started to realise that maybe simply jumping in feet first was not always a good idea.

Stop wasting time and effort

I had a very bizarre experience the other night at work. I was trying to settle a patient on a respiratory machine but he was fighting it.

Finally at 1 o'clock in the morning, full of despair, I sat looking at the screen, wandering what I could/should be doing, when I suddenly noticed something very odd. On closer inspection there seemed to be, what I thought was a woman wearing a pale bodysuit of some kind, crouched next to the bed. The infrared light makes everyone on camera look rather anonymous, so I couldn't be sure.

'She' looked up at the camera, with - what looked like - an agonised expression on her face.

Puzzled, I asked my colleague if she could see something on the screen.

"What?" she asked and stared at the screen in silence before saying, "Are you talking about those dust particles floating around?"

Um...no I wasn't. Those we'd been seeing for ages and they weren't dust particles...but that's another story.

I gathered from her response she couldn't see what I was seeing.

Kiama, Australia 2013/2014

Kiama - "Kiama /kaɪˈæmə/ is a township 120 kilometres south of Sydney in the Illawarra, New South Wales, Australia in the Municipality of Kiama. At the 2006 census, Kiama had a population of 12,286 people.^[1] One of the main tourist attractions is the Kiama Blowhole. The seaside town features several popular surfing beaches, caravan parks and numerous alfresco cafes and restaurants. Its proximity to the south of Sydney makes it an attractive destination for a large number of day trippers.^[2]"

Whilst we spent Christmas in Gerringong - we did some sightseeing and Christmas shopping in Kiama.

Vibrant soothing calm and peaceful...and some irritation!

Here we are in France once again, six months after the last visit. Lately each time we come here on holiday, the energy is different...although the change feels radically different, I can't quite pinpoint exactly what is different...or if it is merely me that has changed...maybe a bit of both.

I have so much to say about what I experience each time I get here...but I have no idea where to start or how to explain them. The natural beauty surrounds, soothes, brings pleasure and joy...and sometimes irritates me. I assume that too much happiness gets to those bits of me that aren't feeling joyful and nudges them into reacting.

Under the microscope - Part 2

Following on from Part 1

I am going to shorten this as there is too much I could write.


My attention was then brought to clothes shopping. I'm not a clothes shopper. My passion has always been books, although that has dropped to a trickle these days as I am more particular about what I purchase. As for clothes, I'd wear them until they were threadbare. As I simply couldn't be bothered to spend hours trying on things, I'd grab something after a few minutes of browsing, try it on and become despondent because it didn't look anything like I'd expected. Mostly I'd walk out and not buy anything. So yeah, clothes shopping and I are not great mates.

Under the microscope - Part 1

Now that hubby has firmly stepped into and is fully present in his masculine essence, I find myself on the back foot all the time. I'm not sure that I particularly like not being in charge. And yet ultimately this gives me the chance to be fully present and step into my feminine essence.

Relinquish control? Eh? Not on your nellie!

Like a kitten wary of a new toy

Experiencing love...being whole, complete and fully present (as much as possible) with deep love for, not only ourself but with another, is a rather daunting prospect. It is surrendering ourselves to the experience of being in love with everything. No boundaries, no restrictions, no holding back. Simply being love in a sea of love.

Yeesh! Who'da thought that being love could be so exhilarating and scary at the same time.

The gentleness, total acceptance and unconditional love I received on Saturday from hubby has turned out to be such a turn on for me (blog Metamorphosis). Who knew?