I went insane recently on a level previously unseen by most of mankind, many 3000 word posts can be found in my archives that reflect my utterly doo-la-lee state of mind, should you be interested.
During this period, in an attempt to regain my sanity… I read several books, one of which was called ‘Conversations with God’ and there was a sentence in there which made me realise that it’s never too late to change, little by little, if you want to
I can’t remember his exact words but the basic gist was this…
‘Decide to do better, and get on with it’
I loved it! It may seem an obvious route to being a more evolved person, but there was something about the words that highlighted the simplicity of changing your ways…
Then I remembered a phrase from a Boots campaign – ‘Change one thing at a time’
Then I looked outside at my ‘Vote Green Party’ poster, proudly blue tacked to my wall, and I decided my thing to change that day was to stop using 50 carrier bags every time I go shopping. Read the rest of this entry
My mum has a friend, a really great friend in fact. She is very empathic by nature and on top of this she has reams of qualifications in the field of ‘feel good-ness’. She is a very experienced councillor, therapist and hypnotist to name just a few of her skills
She has this fabulous method for dealing with troubles…it works like this
You tell her what your problem is and she asks 4 sub questions; You have to answer with 3 no’s and 1 yes in order to qualify
The questions are as follows :-
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People people people! I have just been in to the city centre on a hunt for a new hat…you would not believe how hard it is to find a new groovy hat, in a city with more shops than children
Anyway, I managed to find a little beauty in TK Maxx and I was strolling home when I was stopped by this guy who was mouthing something in my direction…I couldn’t hear what he was saying ‘cos I had my head phones in, but I was hoping he said
‘Excuse me madam, would you like to run to the mall toilets or your gaff…to have your wicked way with me?’
Unfortunately, when I tore my headphones out of my ears like a wild woman and said
‘Excuse me?’… He said Read the rest of this entry
When I am in one of my manic spells, if I happen to come across something uplifting, I have a habit of becoming utterly addicted to it for quite some time
A few moons ago I was in said state, and I decided to ‘Camp Out’- which translates to getting all the sofa cushions on the floor and making a little bed out of them… with a duvet under me, a duvet over me, and about 8 pillows propping me up
My lounge is not the largest of rooms and this meant that all visitors were forced to either climb onto the camp bed with me, or to sit on the base of the rather hard sofa frame, fully cushion free, and with a teeny 6 inch gap between the camp and the sofa frame, in which to place their longer than 6 inch feet!
Many of my friends and family were particularly worried about my state of mind at the time, so home was a busy drop in centre, as they periodically came to check that I was still marginally residing on this planet Read the rest of this entry
Due to recent life events, I have been forced to stretch my wisdom genes and my philosophical viewpoints further than ever before…and in this process I have come to believe that every person is
A Master, A Teacher, A Preacher and/or a Healer
In life there are so many individual occurrences, that entwine to make our lives what they are. Meaning and understanding have to be taught, we need to learn about them, and to heal from the pain filled ones, in order to function in any society Read the rest of this entry
There is nothing more irritating in life than the people who claim to be experts on an issue that they have no experience of
A bit like people who write entire books on parenting when they’ve never actually cared for a child for more than a day…They tend to take a ‘preachy’ view on issues, and feel they are superior for knowing what really makes a good parent, when in reality, they’d fold up and over if they were left alone with 3 kids for more than an hour
I’ve met a few people who ‘preach’ about true love, when they’ve never really cared for a partner properly, let alone loved them
Unconditional love is without doubt a beautiful process, the kinda love we have for our siblings or our friends…Time, distance, change, rejection, location all interfere with this kinda love, but if it’s unconditional it never leaves, we forgive and still love because we have no control over taking it away
Being in love though, whether we like it or not… it is different. We start out in a blaze of glory and before long, we begin to behave like idiots because we’re often in a bit of an emotional pickle when we fall IN love
It’s not perfect, or god like, and it doesn’t feel the same when time, distance, change, rejection and location interfere with what once felt like perfection Read the rest of this entry
Being a drinker from the positivity cup for quite some years, I developed a great skill, or what I thought was a great skill. An ability to forget the person who caused me pain when I almost remembered them. What I didn’t realise was this skill was making me extremely sick. When I thought I was forgetting, I was actually losing my mind in the process. On the surface I was winning, but inside I was rotting; rotting because I was ignoring the poisonous effect of letting go on a conscious level, when my sub conscious was crying out to remember
So now, I have to find a new way. A way that integrates the old days with the new. Or so I thought…
The truth is, the only way is the old way
There is nothing positive about having your heart-broken, the old way knows this, so once again I am a slave to my meandering thoughts
The things that remind me of you have to stay in my conscious mind Read the rest of this entry
Why ART is all worth it in the end…
What a marvellous ‘Cheer er up er!
I often find that when I wonder why? I wonder why with these very words…
I watched an episode of ‘Come Dine With Me’ this evening and it left me baffled!
People get the ‘UMP with other people for the most ridiculous reasons
John the ‘foody’ was rather opinionated, and there was a lady who spent much of her time giggling, neither of which were crimes last time I checked
But nooooooo, apparently their lack of social etiquette was nothing short of appalling!
What I found most shocking was the fact that they all disappeared upstairs to discuss the evening, and every single one of them (except honest John) slagged their competitors off to the core, and then went downstairs and slapped their smiles back on and began complimenting the hosts to their face Read the rest of this entry
Some time ago I was talking to an old friend about love and he suggested that loving and caring behaviours are nothing more than obligations… forced upon us by society
Others argue that women have been bitch slapped into unhealthy fairy tales by Walt Disney and the like. Proposing that most women have idealistic and unrealistic aims when it comes to finding and maintaining loving relationships
Well, I have just watched ‘Love Actually’ for the umpteenth time, and I noticed that every time I welled up with tears… I also got goosebumps!
I checked out the reason for this and found out that goosebumps are linked to the part of the brain that controls our emotional responses
If love is nothing more than an obligatory act, how come our entire bodies react to it in the same way every time love or its side effects are displayed? Either in person, or through movies and songs Read the rest of this entry