Shift – More Than A Keyboard Button

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Funny how times goes by, with each new sun rise and sun set, unknowingly at times, there are small changes happening in our lives. If you are in a good place in your life, those slight shifts may go unnoticed or if we take for granted the good place we are in our lives, there may be a shift that we are not so happy with. The shifting universe will shake things up from time to time to get your attention, where it is lacking. Just believe it is all for the betterment of your own self and maybe we will stop asking, “why me?” when a shift does happen. Why not you? Why not me? We really need to complain less, stop spending time on the pity pot and make changes for the better on our own time, before the universe says.. “Oh, he/she needs a slight shift in their life.”
I know many of you think I am a nut bar, but that’s okay. I’m a happy sweet nut bar..lol. There was a great amount of time in my life where what other people thought of me, was a great fear of mine, where everything I did, I wondered if I was doing right and in the process of pleasing everyone else, I forgot or maybe never knew how to take care of my own needs first… then there was a shift…that shift was so hard, I was thrown against all 4 walls and no, they were not padded walls. ;), well okay, one was..lol..But today, the shifts in my life are gentle ones. I like being around people who have compassion, witty, know how to laugh at themselves, can listen and respond, be honest and most of all, not judge me harshly or at all. Hey, no one is perfect.
If you stop and really look at your life, you will see the shifts. Like things you once found intolerable, you are now tolerating. Times when you were quiet, not wanting to stir the pot, you are now, speaking aloud the truth for the good, but the greatest shift in your life is when, you realize there are situations and people in your life that do not need your attention, time, energy and focus.
Enjoy the shift.. hopefully you won’t be hitting too many walls with each shift the universe grants you.
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Mature Love As The Snow Flies

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The only thing I love about winter is watching the snow fall. It always inspired me, deeply. This morning I have been thinking a lot..lol.. it is my favorite past time… thinking, writing and of course loving. So many loves, grand baby love, my children love, family love, friendship love and 2nd to none, my Man love.. xx.. I like to think we have a mature love And, I don’t think Mature Love has anything to do with age. I think it has to do with, experience. We both have the integrity to be alone, which is being honest and whole together and apart. We both give without strings and grateful for that because we have different giving strengths. It is a love that when apart, our alone times does not destroy togetherness, in fact it enhances it. Yes, the first day or 2, I miss him so much, but on the 3rd day, I smile because I look forward to being together again. We help each other become more free. There is no effort given to dominating each other, we actually hop past that thinking, because it can become a sort of hatred and anger. We were individuals when we met and that is who we each fell in love with, so why not encourage that time alone, that individuality, which leaves so much more room to grow, alone and together. Who knows, there may be a day down the road where we will want to be in each others space so much more, but I think again, we are mature enough, that does not mean to smoother each other… respect, understanding and truly listening.. in one word.. Communication!

New Year Detachment

Accepting What We Cannot Change: Is more than just line in the Serenity Prayer.

God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,

Courage to change the things I can,

And wisdom to know the difference.

For myself, it was learning about DETACHMENT.

I had to take a 2nd glance one day at a person I use to know, in the mall, because that person was not recognizable to me for those few moments. Then when I realized who it was, I felt the oddest feeling. I asked my counsellor what happened..apparently , I had detached from that person, in mind, body and spirit..finally! Now I can avoid without guilt, one way or another. Here is what I learnt and what I felt…

Detachment is like a deep breath of peace and forgiveness at the same time, which totally makes sense to me now. It is the ability of talking about with ease, that which at some point brought me pain of heart and tears. It is learning to forgive myself for the roll I played in my own dysfunction at one point in my life and gaining the strength I need to move forward, to start afresh! What a great release it was! Freeing myself to lead my life as I wanted..with grace!

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Free To Believe

Judgement is alive and well in the world today. No matter what you practice, whether you are among a minority or majority, if the masses or powers that be were taught at a young age something is not right, they truly believe it is not.

It takes years to empty ones head of old school thinking/methods/brainwashing, when their heart and soul believes in something else. Who is to say what is right or wrong?

Living in small town Canada, this is right in my face, truth. Being raised Catholic, I lived in a catholic religion world. I was afraid of “God”, I was afraid of the priest, I was afraid of talking out loud within the 4 walls of the church. I was so afraid to sin! I was afraid to eat before church on Sunday because I was told, you praise “God” on an empty stomach. Did “God” like the sounds of rumbling stomachs, as His followers knelt before the priest in the church on Sunday morning? As a young girl, these are the thoughts that would float through my little brain, as I stood, knelt and sat at my pew beside my elders. I couldn’t see anything from my pew, being as short as I was, as I am, but I could hear the rumbling stomachs, as well as the off key congregation singing , The Old Wooden Cross and smell the bad morning breaths hovering over my head. Funny thing is, with regards to the wooden cross, just a couple years ago, when I posted in my social media, a picture of Jesus, resembling, Carey Price, my Habs goalie with the slogan, “God Bless Jesus Price”, one of my followers, a practising Catholic was so insulted that I did and he made comment to just how insulted he was, that another follower responded to him,

“Put down the cross, we need the wood!”

The practising Catholic was so angry and the gent on a spiritual journey wasn’t. Why?And that gent was a believer in The Creator,  on his journey of recovery, so it made me begin thinking more of this whole religion thing. Where was it leading me? \how and what roll was it playing in my life, positive, negative or at all?

What or who could I relate to, as an adult, free to pick my leader. lol And where do I want to be lead to? This is where my native culture began to play a greater part in my life and a pagan world I had began following years prior but let the teachings fall to the wayside. So I picked up where I left off.

Oh what a judgemental world we live in and how real that is when you follow a path of Wicca beliefs, paganism and the church of nature. I still have a long way to go, but what a beautiful inner peace I have gained. I don’t question my being, like I did for so long. I am perfect, just the way I am and so are you!

Believe in what you want, I won’t judge you or force upon you my beliefs, I ask for the same in return. There is the biggest challenge for us all. 😉

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My Roots Are Showing

 

 

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Forever she wakes at 4am. My busy body is set it seems to wake between 4 and 5 am. I have been for years now and just view it as part of who I am. It is my quiet time. It is the magic hours where I focus on, how to improve my victories over any specific set of deterring circumstances in my life and or improving the growth of my psychic self. Every hour on the moon and sun clock can be magical, are magical, where we can take the time, when it is bestowed upon us, to balance all matters of the mind, body and soul.

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This past week, our 48 hour outing, enjoying the Harley ride with the wind in our faces, the rest stops and an over night hotel stay took us along southern Ontario shores. The views were plentiful and rest stops educational.

Like the row of trees with roots showing. Spooky and magical at the same time. The newly paved side roads..rolling black ribbons and of course the burnt nose..wind or sun? Who cares, nothing that coats of aloe vera couldn’t cool down.

Finding the beauty in each and every day, every moment takes time..it takes the time of maturity. And to enjoy that beauty with someone you love, another set of eyes and thoughts, makes it magical and the time of this ladies life, along side or in this case, behind my handsome biker.

My hearts riding in the wind, with his.

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Harley & My Senses

bikeThe summer of 2017 has just started and will never be forgotten! Because it is my 1st time ever taken for a ride on a motorcycle, well 3 rides to date. And on what else but the infamous Harley Davidson. My man being a biker since his teen years and a true lover of the Harley has convinced me, if you want the ride of a lifetime, it has to be on a Harley! It doesn’t hurt to love the driver, either, 😉

He told me how my senses would be taking full notice of the sights, sounds and smells. Do they ever! I love it! The different smells of trees is so there, but so is the ugly smell of pollution at times. I learnt how the 1st ride would probably be a pain in the a**, lol but there is a powder that can help with some of that discomfort. I felt the pain that day, but haven’t since ride one.

I can’t say enough about my experience thus far, other than, magnificent!!.. after all, it is the closest I could get to riding a broom, eh. ..lol.. 🙂

I do hope you get to experience something different, that you never tried before, this coming summer. Life is too darn short, not to!

Watch for future posts of my senses alive on a Harley in the summer of 2017!