I watched the Secret last night. It wasn’t new stuff for me. I’ve been instructing the universe my whole life but didn’t realize it. I now know where I’m going off the rails. I put everything out there but I fail to receive. Now, I’m ready to receive. I know what I want and I’m working my thoughts toward it. It will happen, I’m convinced. I feel good. I feel grateful. I’m happy and I’m not scared anymore. Bring it on!
Sinful
My refrigerator and freezer are not working. I’m not sure when they stopped, but everything is completely thawed so I’d say more than 72 hours ago. I’m going to need a big shopping cart on Monday.
I have a friend who fixes refrigerators. I called him tonight, but he was at the tavern…best that he stays there for now… we’ll hook up tomorrow. Actually, I’m thinking back over the last week or so and remembering that my frozen turnip didn’t feel so frozen and the sausages were a little soft…not a good way for a sausage to be. I missed a red flag on that one…or sinful denial.
I’m trying to salvage the milk and juice in a cooler on the deck. Luckily it’s snowing and below zero tonight.
I had completely-thawed Ezekiel raisin bread for supper…toasted with butter. Everything else just had a bad aura.
On the upside, the bacon (from my deep freeze) is thawing nicely for breakfast and the wine is fine.
Open
I’m mindful that my words are available to the world. This is humbling. I’m putting it out there. I believe that life will bring us what we truly desire. The trick is to desire big. Put the ego on mute, don’t let it talk you down and simply accept what comes your way. Be bold and brave and demand the best for yourself. If you don’t clearly believe you are worth it, how will the universe know what to provide. And surely, don’t let someone else’s voice become your own.
I have a cousin who is a photographer. I’m inspired by his talent and his belief in himself. Expect lots Nick, you deserve it.
I have friends
I registered on Facebook the other day. I’m connecting with people I haven’t talked to in years and even learning new things about them. I keep checking my friends’ friends to see if they are my friends too. I’m spending way too much time on it, it’s quite addictive. I’m told the novelty will wear off within a few weeks. Meanwhile it’s fun to poke around and find out what others are up to.
I actually set up my blog to display in my “Notes” on Facebook but I abandoned the task at confirm or cancel. Seems like a cool thing to do, but I’m not ready for the commitment. NB: Commitment made.
So another social network takes off fast. It’s amazing how the internet keeps offering ways to engage people and shorten the distance between souls.
Better than a sitcom
I find Gerry McGovern extremely entertaining. I love the way he changes the paradigms and brings the truth to light. I’m always left inspired by his insight and ready to enforce his wisdom on unsuspecting clients…to their advantage. I believe and appreciate his message. In my Online Marketing role, I often feel like a web traffic controller—ensuring visitors get to their destination quickly and safely, without missing their connection. I met an air traffic controller in a bar once. I didn’t mention my analogy. Somehow my role seemed a lot less significant than hers.
Clearly…I’ve been drinking
The sweat rosé
so pink and bright
removes the day
and brightens the night
I’m silly and happy
and ready for fun
the world is my playmate
and joy is my sun
May sleep come silent
and the ceiling be still
I’ll keep the goats with me
their work I won’t spill
My solemn promise…I will not drink and blog!
Misplaced
The sweet aroma of biscuits filled her bedroom. She dressed quickly and rushed downstairs. Her uncombed hair fell loosely around her shoulders and matts of blond curls stood straight up in the back. “Good morning,” said a sweet frail voice. “Biscuits smell good Nan, are they ready?” she asked. “Right after your hair is combed dear and you are dressed properly. Every meal deserves respect.” It was going to be a long summer for Jordan Miller.
Spring
At the speed of life we seek the thrill
and turn our minds away from pain.
We are empty, waiting to be filled
we are full, waiting to pour.
Our path slips away and we are left alone
fending for ourselves finding strength and hope.
When the day comes and the light shines through
may peace be the foundation and love be in bloom.
Floating
My kids returned to swimming lessons. When I arrived they were in full splash. My three year old was the only kid in his class. I hope I never forget the smile on his face. I think he liked the personal attention. He even went in the canoe all by himself with both paddles. Their Dad had the same squishy look I had watching that one. The older one was nervous going up a level. I told him it’s like a video game, just follow the instructions and you’ll figure it out. I think he was amazed that he could still swim.
I’m mindful of how much I’m missing with my kids. I’m looking for life to bring me more balance so I can feed my creative spirit and more often watch my children smile. I can’t get these days back. Something’s gotta give.
Just a Moment 