all i had to do was not have that 1st glass of wine.
all i had to do was not have that 2nd glass of wine.
all i (hic) had to do was (hic) not have that 3rd glass of wine.
all i (hic) had to do was what are you lookin' at.
yes, it was 10k race day today. how did i prepare? well i had a nice dinner at my friend's house the evening before. we had a simply lovely time. kids all played quietly, men all watched rugby quietly, women all joked loudly and made fun of the rugby and then talked about the french rugby players as if our husbands weren't in the room.
but we were home a bit early, so i thought "hey no problem!" i downed a pill and a big glass of water, and then went to bed. i had the intention not to throw up all night. then i had the intention to get to the race on time. i have had the intention for weeks to do the race in 1:05.
ha
ha
ha
ha ha ha ha ha ha!
oh boy.
it was actually quite fine, i was just a little tired, as could be seen from the state of the hair i forgot to brush before pony-tailing. was i ever a cutie!
i was a little slower than i'd hoped i'd be on the day, but i did make it around to the 4k mark happily enough.
then there was the hill.
up we went.
we kept going up.
and up.
still kept going up, passing angels as we did. i finally decide about .2 mile later that i'm done running uphill because i like me a lot. so i get passed by a few people, no biggie. more and more people are doing as i do, because did i mention it was a steeeeeeep hill. almost evil in nature, if i believed in evil anymore. let's say i prefer not-so-steep hills. i'd like to attract some more flatness in my life.
FINALLY! THE TOP! and i think "wa hey! time to make up some time!" and i'm jogging my little heart out, always one step away from wiping-out big time. the only way i could go faster was on a sled, which would have been fun. i was going so fast having so much fun that i forgot i have that knee thing. that knee thing that i really should stop attracting. well, i get to the bottom, passing all those lovely people who passed me on the way up. ha HA! take that! yeah, i saw ya!
another 2k, and we have a marginal incline again. well, i am done with inclines, says me. so i walk a bit. then i hear a 'pop'. "hmmm. that's an odd pain-accompanied noise for my knee to make!" but i thought little of it until i start to pick up the pace again. the knee haaaaates that. so i slow to an i-could-walk-faster jog. i can maintain this for about another .2 mile.
then the tummy goes. yes, that would be the wine making its way through my bottom region. OR someone is pounding me in the gut, please would they stop that. so i walk so as not to have a shoulda-worna-diaper-incident. another .1 mile and instead of 'pop', my knee goes "TAKE THAT YOU COW!!!!" well that just wasn't very nice at all. people are slowing, asking "are you okay?" and thank you to the person who offered to walk with me, but i really was okay apart from the busted knee. i told her to go on and finish her race, and i hobbled up to the 7k mark.
it was another 1k i had to walk before i was back near the exit point. i reflected. i didn't feel bad. in fact, i felt pretty good! what had i wanted out of today? i just wanted a fun day where i had a run. did i have to finish in order to make the day a success? no. my good god but there was some magnificent scenery at this place. it was a country park, and although it wasn't in the middle of nowhere, it was a neighbour to something that was. so i just enjoyed my walk back to the finish area, loving that i still had a pretty fantastic day, even though i didn't finish. the course is two laps of a route. i did the first lap in 40 minutes, probably would have done it in less if there was no hill, but i'm happy enough.
my friend's husband, who i hadn't met before but he'd said "go holly!" earlier in the race, was there, and i said "you must be mark! i'm holly, and i'm done!" so he and my friend's mother and what i think was my friend's daughter's (also running) boyfriend waited for my friend together. i had a fun time with them.
what does any of this have to do with law of attraction?
well, old holly, let's call her holly: BLOA (before law-of-attraction) would have really been upset about the not-finishing issue. holly:ALOA had a really nice day.
also, on the drive home, i noticed i'm starting to get in the habit of segment intending because i was thinking how much my husband would be happy enough for me when i got home. not only did he understand, but later he helped make dinner! woo hoo! i love my new life. and i think it's only going to get better.
i know it's only going to get better.
but in future, i think i'll be attracting only flat courses for racing on.
and fewer race-eve glasses of wine. . .
Sunday, 14 October 2007
Saturday, 13 October 2007
once you start down the path. . .
part of who i was came out today:
i have a friend who lives around the corner. the friendship was orchestrated through daughters in the same class. they are 8. 8 year olds have issues. i dearly love this friend, but am challenged by the divergent parenting philosophies we have. granted, mine are evolving, because of LOA, but still, they are heading in a new direction. don't get me wrong, i still want the bloody room tidied, and i still want the bedtime adhered to. however, i'm not hung up on them like i used to be. and i am slowly - this is the real challenge - changing my thoughts on my daughter's friend.
this friend is very influential, and sometimes it has a negative effect on the other girls in the class. my friend's daughter very often suffers the brunt of this influence. additionally, i see my sweet lovely jewel of a daughter changing in ways i'm not sure i adore. so i have an intention. the only way i can achieve a holistic joyful life is to:
a) see this other girl - whose mother is also my friend - as someone who is good and wonderful; and
b) (ultimately) let my daughter attract her friendship experiences how she will.
this means i need to forget that this girl tried to sneak my game system out of our house. it is highly possible that i completely misinterpreted that situation. it is also possible that pigs can fly.
i need to, as they say on The Secret cds, praise and bless this gal when i see her, instead of suspiciously wondering what it is that she is whispering to my daughter about.
yes, it can be done. i am the little mother that could. i think i can i think i can.
i need to hug my daughter more. one day this other girl might just push her luck too far with my daughter, and my lovely girl will need someone to turn to. i'll be that one.
but the bit that i was referring to before, the person i used to be, took my friend to starbucks today
to talk about the situation
because she is upset about the most recent events. oh if michael losier knew i had done that, i might get a slap on the wrist. no no no no no, holly!
i want to take my friend and say "let go! you have to let go! there isn't anything you can do about this!" but *i* have to let go of wanting to do that. oy! so many things to let go of!
now for my efforts, i got a severe headache. i told husband and friend that it was due to not eating properly today. i know, i really know, that it was because i have been really trying to LIVE LOA properly, and today was *not* a L-O-A day at all. well, for a few hours it wasn't.
actually on the whole, it was a good day. they all are these days. i came across a resource i need for my writing (yes, ma, got that magazine we talked about). got some long-time-a-comin' attention from my husband. had a fantastic evening with friends. it's all very very good.
but as i was ridding myself of the headache, all i could think was "okay, okay, okay, i won't do that again."
now, the challenge. we are extremely good friends. i now must come up with a way to not talk about it, but yet not seem callous when the subject comes up. hmmm... any answers, universe?
but a big thank you to the universe - it tapped me on the shoulder when i was contemplating revealing information to my friend that would only have been hurtful.
but really, motherhood in and of itself makes trying LOA look like a piece of cake! if i can get this kid to adulthood - NO : WHEN i get this kid AND her brother to adulthood - with my sanity still in tact, i can do ANYthing. :)
at times like this, i reflect on a phrase on the abraham-hicks site : all is well, it really is!
i really feel that now that i have tried so earnestly to transform my life to one that is in tune with the LOA philosophy, anything that isn't in harmony with these ideas really hits me hard. it hit me today : there is NO going back. this is my life now. i love it, and the things that i have to leave behind are things i don't really want anyway.
[and then, just before she hit the submit button, she got her answer.]
yes, tomorrow, i will gratitude journal & pray rain journal my butt off!
i have a friend who lives around the corner. the friendship was orchestrated through daughters in the same class. they are 8. 8 year olds have issues. i dearly love this friend, but am challenged by the divergent parenting philosophies we have. granted, mine are evolving, because of LOA, but still, they are heading in a new direction. don't get me wrong, i still want the bloody room tidied, and i still want the bedtime adhered to. however, i'm not hung up on them like i used to be. and i am slowly - this is the real challenge - changing my thoughts on my daughter's friend.
this friend is very influential, and sometimes it has a negative effect on the other girls in the class. my friend's daughter very often suffers the brunt of this influence. additionally, i see my sweet lovely jewel of a daughter changing in ways i'm not sure i adore. so i have an intention. the only way i can achieve a holistic joyful life is to:
a) see this other girl - whose mother is also my friend - as someone who is good and wonderful; and
b) (ultimately) let my daughter attract her friendship experiences how she will.
this means i need to forget that this girl tried to sneak my game system out of our house. it is highly possible that i completely misinterpreted that situation. it is also possible that pigs can fly.
i need to, as they say on The Secret cds, praise and bless this gal when i see her, instead of suspiciously wondering what it is that she is whispering to my daughter about.
yes, it can be done. i am the little mother that could. i think i can i think i can.
i need to hug my daughter more. one day this other girl might just push her luck too far with my daughter, and my lovely girl will need someone to turn to. i'll be that one.
but the bit that i was referring to before, the person i used to be, took my friend to starbucks today
to talk about the situation
because she is upset about the most recent events. oh if michael losier knew i had done that, i might get a slap on the wrist. no no no no no, holly!
i want to take my friend and say "let go! you have to let go! there isn't anything you can do about this!" but *i* have to let go of wanting to do that. oy! so many things to let go of!
now for my efforts, i got a severe headache. i told husband and friend that it was due to not eating properly today. i know, i really know, that it was because i have been really trying to LIVE LOA properly, and today was *not* a L-O-A day at all. well, for a few hours it wasn't.
actually on the whole, it was a good day. they all are these days. i came across a resource i need for my writing (yes, ma, got that magazine we talked about). got some long-time-a-comin' attention from my husband. had a fantastic evening with friends. it's all very very good.
but as i was ridding myself of the headache, all i could think was "okay, okay, okay, i won't do that again."
now, the challenge. we are extremely good friends. i now must come up with a way to not talk about it, but yet not seem callous when the subject comes up. hmmm... any answers, universe?
but a big thank you to the universe - it tapped me on the shoulder when i was contemplating revealing information to my friend that would only have been hurtful.
but really, motherhood in and of itself makes trying LOA look like a piece of cake! if i can get this kid to adulthood - NO : WHEN i get this kid AND her brother to adulthood - with my sanity still in tact, i can do ANYthing. :)
at times like this, i reflect on a phrase on the abraham-hicks site : all is well, it really is!
i really feel that now that i have tried so earnestly to transform my life to one that is in tune with the LOA philosophy, anything that isn't in harmony with these ideas really hits me hard. it hit me today : there is NO going back. this is my life now. i love it, and the things that i have to leave behind are things i don't really want anyway.
[and then, just before she hit the submit button, she got her answer.]
yes, tomorrow, i will gratitude journal & pray rain journal my butt off!
Friday, 12 October 2007
LOA and programming
the lead up to today's WOW was kind of boring. i have been staring at this problem all week. the program i was trying to fix at work had an elusive bug. i rewrote some code, and i could not see the difference between the functionality i gave it and the old functionality. well, there was the obvious upgrade in efficiency, but there should be no reason that the new code didn't work. what was it, what could it be?
now coding can be one of the most frustrating things ever. i have called my computer names (in the pre-loa days) that i wouldn't throw at any human being. yes, i have hurt my computer's feelings on more than one occasion. it was powerless to do anything about it, although it didn't speak to me for a few days. no, wait, it never speaks to me.
these days, however, i'm taking a more upbeat approach. i am a competent programmer. i can find the solution. no matter that i work at a place that creates semiconductor machinery, which i have absolutely no clue about. i can point out the machine in a line-up, if i have to, but don't ask me what all the bits do. i just know i can pass it information and get information back from it. if the machine is in the mood.
all week i had been on the edge of keeping it loa-friendly. instead of getting angry or frustrated, i simply thought about something nice, and repeated the 'i am a competent programmer' mantra. today i was starting to have doubts i could find it on my own, instead of having to ask one of the far more knowledgeable guru-like programmers for help. they are busy, or they'd have been helping me already. so i pushed on.
today, in particular, i really focused on just feeling good. difficult when you want something you aren't getting - a working program. but every time i started to think "c'mon!!!! work!!!!" i pre-empted myself and thought about something that made me happy. that means that i thought about work precious little today. i wouldn't have admitted this to my boss, but i hardly thought about it at all today. i looked through the code, then checked out a website i like. i looked through the code a little more, then wrote a little funny mini-essay. i looked through the code and then did some pray-rain journalling. i looked through the code a little then went mushroom picking. no, i mean, i talked to dave (coworker) about kids. it's our favorite distraction topic.
then, i spotted it. it just jumped out at me like a sore thumb. "no," i said, "it couldn't just be *that*..." i made the change, and re-ran the program.
as
if
by
magic, right in front of me, the dang thing WORKED! i could NOT believe it. i mean i could believe it but i could NOT believe it! HOW WONDERFUL! i jumped up from my chair, and shouted "YES!" at my machine, the one i was pointing to in an 'in your face' way. then i turned to each of my coworkers and pointed at them and shouted "YES!" they are used to my mad-american ways, so they were quite amused by it and the subsequent jokes i made about comparisons between getting code to work and a male-female activity.
do i care that the entire open-plan office heard me? no. do i care that most of the place thinks i'm nuts? no, not really. do i care that i got my code to work? OH YEAH! that was truly amazing. it's not just amazing that i got it to work. it's amazing that i got it to work with LOA. that totally rocks.
i have to go now, there's a middle-east crisis i'm going to attract a solution for now. . .
kidding! i only attract stuff for me! let the others attract their own lives!
now coding can be one of the most frustrating things ever. i have called my computer names (in the pre-loa days) that i wouldn't throw at any human being. yes, i have hurt my computer's feelings on more than one occasion. it was powerless to do anything about it, although it didn't speak to me for a few days. no, wait, it never speaks to me.
these days, however, i'm taking a more upbeat approach. i am a competent programmer. i can find the solution. no matter that i work at a place that creates semiconductor machinery, which i have absolutely no clue about. i can point out the machine in a line-up, if i have to, but don't ask me what all the bits do. i just know i can pass it information and get information back from it. if the machine is in the mood.
all week i had been on the edge of keeping it loa-friendly. instead of getting angry or frustrated, i simply thought about something nice, and repeated the 'i am a competent programmer' mantra. today i was starting to have doubts i could find it on my own, instead of having to ask one of the far more knowledgeable guru-like programmers for help. they are busy, or they'd have been helping me already. so i pushed on.
today, in particular, i really focused on just feeling good. difficult when you want something you aren't getting - a working program. but every time i started to think "c'mon!!!! work!!!!" i pre-empted myself and thought about something that made me happy. that means that i thought about work precious little today. i wouldn't have admitted this to my boss, but i hardly thought about it at all today. i looked through the code, then checked out a website i like. i looked through the code a little more, then wrote a little funny mini-essay. i looked through the code and then did some pray-rain journalling. i looked through the code a little then went mushroom picking. no, i mean, i talked to dave (coworker) about kids. it's our favorite distraction topic.
then, i spotted it. it just jumped out at me like a sore thumb. "no," i said, "it couldn't just be *that*..." i made the change, and re-ran the program.
as
if
by
magic, right in front of me, the dang thing WORKED! i could NOT believe it. i mean i could believe it but i could NOT believe it! HOW WONDERFUL! i jumped up from my chair, and shouted "YES!" at my machine, the one i was pointing to in an 'in your face' way. then i turned to each of my coworkers and pointed at them and shouted "YES!" they are used to my mad-american ways, so they were quite amused by it and the subsequent jokes i made about comparisons between getting code to work and a male-female activity.
do i care that the entire open-plan office heard me? no. do i care that most of the place thinks i'm nuts? no, not really. do i care that i got my code to work? OH YEAH! that was truly amazing. it's not just amazing that i got it to work. it's amazing that i got it to work with LOA. that totally rocks.
i have to go now, there's a middle-east crisis i'm going to attract a solution for now. . .
kidding! i only attract stuff for me! let the others attract their own lives!
Thursday, 11 October 2007
i magnetize a book!!! part of the WOW series!
i love my former neighbour. she's so great. she's former neighbour BUT current friend. i love that she likes talking neal donald walsh, abraham, and wayne dyer. good stuff. lovely lovely lady. i have tea at her house, and usually try to bring banana caramel flavour - i know she likes that.
one day, my son "grabby magillicutty" grabbed a book on her counter. the dairy home cookery book. he gave it to me, and i perused it. LOVELY little book, with great recipes and tips. my friend said i could have it. well it looked like she used this a lot, so i said i'd borrow it and return it.
well how many months ago was that? she hasn't asked for the book back, but i wanted to return it to her. my son, "smashy mcgrab-grab", who is 2.5, broke the spine of the book. i couldn't give *that* back to her! so i have been looking and looking and looking for this book. it hasn't been the *height* of passion, i knew it would eventually make its way to me, but i have been thinking about it a lot, with the intention that i will get her a new copy, and i would like a new copy too.
but i let go of it. i *wanted* it, but i wasn't *attached* to it.
i *think* that is why today when i walked into the mail / stationery area at work, amongst the pile of books that 'the book guy' left, was
[WARNING : JAW DROP MOMENT]
A COPY OF THIS BOOK!
oh
holy
cow!!!!
badda boom, badda bing. i now am gettin' me a beautiful new copy and gettin' one for my lovely friend.
this was just completely fantastic. i mean i REALLY wanted this book, in the back of my head.
seeing it was just almost like the universe (big U!) was trying to smack me with the message "if you just let go, it will come to you."
i'm going to treat my finances like the dairy home cookery book. i really want abundance, but in the meantime, i'm going to just be happy and go about my business. then the inspiration to do things will come.
the even more amazing thing about this is that this was on a sleep-deprived day. i clocked out at 2:30 am yesterday after an ABUNDANCE of commenting on my other blog. but i refused to go to bed without setting the intention that today would be a good day anyway, and refused to get out of bed this morning until i was in a great mood. i had a fantastic day today, under conditions i normally would have been really, um, un-user-friendly from.
however, i *am* going to go to bed early tonight, as i can tell from the feeling of someone drilling a hole down through my head, that lack-of-sleep is not all that compatible with practicing the law of attraction.
sweet dreams. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
one day, my son "grabby magillicutty" grabbed a book on her counter. the dairy home cookery book. he gave it to me, and i perused it. LOVELY little book, with great recipes and tips. my friend said i could have it. well it looked like she used this a lot, so i said i'd borrow it and return it.
well how many months ago was that? she hasn't asked for the book back, but i wanted to return it to her. my son, "smashy mcgrab-grab", who is 2.5, broke the spine of the book. i couldn't give *that* back to her! so i have been looking and looking and looking for this book. it hasn't been the *height* of passion, i knew it would eventually make its way to me, but i have been thinking about it a lot, with the intention that i will get her a new copy, and i would like a new copy too.
but i let go of it. i *wanted* it, but i wasn't *attached* to it.
i *think* that is why today when i walked into the mail / stationery area at work, amongst the pile of books that 'the book guy' left, was
[WARNING : JAW DROP MOMENT]
A COPY OF THIS BOOK!
oh
holy
cow!!!!
badda boom, badda bing. i now am gettin' me a beautiful new copy and gettin' one for my lovely friend.
this was just completely fantastic. i mean i REALLY wanted this book, in the back of my head.
seeing it was just almost like the universe (big U!) was trying to smack me with the message "if you just let go, it will come to you."
i'm going to treat my finances like the dairy home cookery book. i really want abundance, but in the meantime, i'm going to just be happy and go about my business. then the inspiration to do things will come.
the even more amazing thing about this is that this was on a sleep-deprived day. i clocked out at 2:30 am yesterday after an ABUNDANCE of commenting on my other blog. but i refused to go to bed without setting the intention that today would be a good day anyway, and refused to get out of bed this morning until i was in a great mood. i had a fantastic day today, under conditions i normally would have been really, um, un-user-friendly from.
however, i *am* going to go to bed early tonight, as i can tell from the feeling of someone drilling a hole down through my head, that lack-of-sleep is not all that compatible with practicing the law of attraction.
sweet dreams. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
Wednesday, 10 October 2007
the momentum is building
it is 1:23.
a.m.
why am i still up? it is the fault of my intentions. i'm not unhappy about it, but i probably will be tomorrow. no - i intend not to be.
i started blogging on instinct, back when i started with The Secret cds. i had a half-formulated idea of where it could go, and just did it. i thought at the very least, i'd have a record of my progress. and maybe someone out there in internet land would see something and be inspired or amused.
but since i've started writing, that's all i want to do. and i've started writing (down) children's stories that i create with my daughter. it is so much fun. and ever since i had the intention that i was going to go somewhere with that, i have been inundated with ideas and excitement. oh yes, folks, we're going somewhere. this is going to be fantastic.
and then there's the blogging. i am really enjoying the blogging both on this and on my other site, which is more of an amusing-thoughts one. with that one i have been invited to join a blogging community, and WOW. i spent two hours tonight just responding to comments. that is amazing!
and okay, so i rush the dishes. they're still clean aren't they? better than not clean. following my bliss has made me not care about the stuff that doesn't matter very much. i have introduced 'the power hour' into my life. it's 6 10-minute sessions.
10 minutes of tidying
10 minutes of dishwashing
10 minutes of putting clothes away
etc etc etc. that means that i still get everything done, and i only had to invest 10 minutes into a few activities. that's do-able.
i'm having a great time with my kids, and building a better home life, AND having a fantastic time blogging. life is so good.
but now i have to go to sleep.
oh wait - before i go.
i received a bottle of water yesterday. now that was pretty random, i thought at first.
i got called into my friend's office. we chatted, and then she said, "oh and there's the bottle of water you left here on friday."
"sam, i didn't leave a bottle in here on friday, that i recall."
"sure you did, you bought it and left it here...didn't you?"
"i really don't remember that - i have a water bottle at my desk, so i don't really need to buy water bottles. i don't think it's mine."
"but it couldn't be anyone else's. are you sure?"
i absolutely was sure. then i thought "hang on. i'm receiving something here."
so i said "well, no one else has claimed it, so it must be mine."
"there you go then." she smiled. then we giggled.
and i mused the rest of the day on how maybe it's a message to receive things better. or maybe it was just a bottle of water.
then, out on my run tonight, i remembered repeating days ago, "money flows to me like water."
universe, i said LIKE water, not IS water!!!!! i mean, yes, i'm very thankful for the water - very very thankful, and yes, i get the humour of it, but next time, i'd like some actual money, please and thank you! very very funny, universe. you should take your act on the road!
okay, i'm away to bed now.
a.m.
why am i still up? it is the fault of my intentions. i'm not unhappy about it, but i probably will be tomorrow. no - i intend not to be.
i started blogging on instinct, back when i started with The Secret cds. i had a half-formulated idea of where it could go, and just did it. i thought at the very least, i'd have a record of my progress. and maybe someone out there in internet land would see something and be inspired or amused.
but since i've started writing, that's all i want to do. and i've started writing (down) children's stories that i create with my daughter. it is so much fun. and ever since i had the intention that i was going to go somewhere with that, i have been inundated with ideas and excitement. oh yes, folks, we're going somewhere. this is going to be fantastic.
and then there's the blogging. i am really enjoying the blogging both on this and on my other site, which is more of an amusing-thoughts one. with that one i have been invited to join a blogging community, and WOW. i spent two hours tonight just responding to comments. that is amazing!
and okay, so i rush the dishes. they're still clean aren't they? better than not clean. following my bliss has made me not care about the stuff that doesn't matter very much. i have introduced 'the power hour' into my life. it's 6 10-minute sessions.
10 minutes of tidying
10 minutes of dishwashing
10 minutes of putting clothes away
etc etc etc. that means that i still get everything done, and i only had to invest 10 minutes into a few activities. that's do-able.
i'm having a great time with my kids, and building a better home life, AND having a fantastic time blogging. life is so good.
but now i have to go to sleep.
oh wait - before i go.
i received a bottle of water yesterday. now that was pretty random, i thought at first.
i got called into my friend's office. we chatted, and then she said, "oh and there's the bottle of water you left here on friday."
"sam, i didn't leave a bottle in here on friday, that i recall."
"sure you did, you bought it and left it here...didn't you?"
"i really don't remember that - i have a water bottle at my desk, so i don't really need to buy water bottles. i don't think it's mine."
"but it couldn't be anyone else's. are you sure?"
i absolutely was sure. then i thought "hang on. i'm receiving something here."
so i said "well, no one else has claimed it, so it must be mine."
"there you go then." she smiled. then we giggled.
and i mused the rest of the day on how maybe it's a message to receive things better. or maybe it was just a bottle of water.
then, out on my run tonight, i remembered repeating days ago, "money flows to me like water."
universe, i said LIKE water, not IS water!!!!! i mean, yes, i'm very thankful for the water - very very thankful, and yes, i get the humour of it, but next time, i'd like some actual money, please and thank you! very very funny, universe. you should take your act on the road!
okay, i'm away to bed now.
Tuesday, 9 October 2007
more praise for the pray rain journal
this is just really getting amazing. once it happens, you think "YAY!" then time passes, and you think, "oh that could just have been coincidence." then it happens again and you think "DOUBLE YAY!" then more time passes yadda yadda yadda. but then it just keeps happening and you can't just keep thinking coincidence. that just defies math! the law of attraction kicks the law of math's butt! oh i'm going to copyright that phrase and have it put on my tombstone.
"what?!" you say. okay, i'll get on with it.
the day started like any other.
boom! from the two year old's room. that means he is awake.
"dad!"
"dad!"
"dad!"
we look at the clock. it is 6:30. apparently, there is still a 6:30 in the morning. i totally thought they got rid of that after daylight saving's day. who knew.
then
"crap!" that's the word my husband starts his day with. i have been countering that lately with lots of gratitude and positive intentions before i even open my eyes (apart from looking at the clock, that is). but the day has still started with the word "crap." could be worse, let me tell you. he's northern irish, and expletives are just part of the language.
my daughter is home with pink eye again today. that means hubby has 2 year old and 8 year old to care for today. he's lovely, but his patience has limits.
i want the best for my kids. i will eventually find a way to stop working and still have a great income. i know i will get that to work. in the meantime, what can i do now to make a great day? well, traffic was slow-movin', so i did some reiki for a nice day and good behaviour and a huge supply of patience for the troops.
then i got to work and took a mo' to do a few pages of pray rain journal writing. i wrote about how lovely b is and how he lovingly spends time with the children and on and on. and i was *there* mentally. i may or may not have tossed in how lovely it is that he picks his socks up. who's to remember exactly. a lot of people were writing. . .
i tried to focus on feeling love and gratitude all day. there were dips. i wasn't all that grateful for the faggots served at the canteen. they came with mushy peas, and i prefer other food served with non-mushy veggies, so i was quite grateful that i'd remembered to leave some food in the fridge from last week. nice.
the day continued on in quite a quiet way.
then i got home. i couldn't believe how tidy the house was. had...it...been
.....vacuumed?
holy flying monkeys!
the ... dishes .... were done.
the . . . kitchen floor - spotless - even under the table!
folks, i'm telling you, if i didn't believe in the pray rain journal before (which i did), holy something something-edy- something! i believe it now!
apparently there had been a trip to jazzy jungle (kids play place), a trip to mcdonald's and he had picked up some groceries. my husband took the children on an outing and brought back some groceries.
i joked before about looking for the pod. that day was NOTHING compared to this.
OH! AND what was he doing when i got home? m-a-k-i-n-g my daughter some dinner. not slopping some canned good on a plate - he scrambled some eggs! okay he started the eggs, which we finished (m1 likes trying to cook), but HEY he started them!
this is an AMAZING side of this man that i didn't think i'd EVER see!
now tomorrow's journal is going to appreciate how he has stopped snoring. . . .
who says you can't have it all?
if anyone asks me how to fix their life i'm going to tell them they need to pick a good notebook and get a good pen. i can't BELIEVE i waited so long to do this - the words from Abraham have stuck in my brain for so long 'write pages and pages and pages' - how long ago did i hear that and go "yeah yeah yeah i'll get to it."
GET TO IT NOW!!!!
and you, too, will say WOW. or whatever *you* say when your life goes "pop!" in a good way.
"what?!" you say. okay, i'll get on with it.
the day started like any other.
boom! from the two year old's room. that means he is awake.
"dad!"
"dad!"
"dad!"
we look at the clock. it is 6:30. apparently, there is still a 6:30 in the morning. i totally thought they got rid of that after daylight saving's day. who knew.
then
"crap!" that's the word my husband starts his day with. i have been countering that lately with lots of gratitude and positive intentions before i even open my eyes (apart from looking at the clock, that is). but the day has still started with the word "crap." could be worse, let me tell you. he's northern irish, and expletives are just part of the language.
my daughter is home with pink eye again today. that means hubby has 2 year old and 8 year old to care for today. he's lovely, but his patience has limits.
i want the best for my kids. i will eventually find a way to stop working and still have a great income. i know i will get that to work. in the meantime, what can i do now to make a great day? well, traffic was slow-movin', so i did some reiki for a nice day and good behaviour and a huge supply of patience for the troops.
then i got to work and took a mo' to do a few pages of pray rain journal writing. i wrote about how lovely b is and how he lovingly spends time with the children and on and on. and i was *there* mentally. i may or may not have tossed in how lovely it is that he picks his socks up. who's to remember exactly. a lot of people were writing. . .
i tried to focus on feeling love and gratitude all day. there were dips. i wasn't all that grateful for the faggots served at the canteen. they came with mushy peas, and i prefer other food served with non-mushy veggies, so i was quite grateful that i'd remembered to leave some food in the fridge from last week. nice.
the day continued on in quite a quiet way.
then i got home. i couldn't believe how tidy the house was. had...it...been
.....vacuumed?
holy flying monkeys!
the ... dishes .... were done.
the . . . kitchen floor - spotless - even under the table!
folks, i'm telling you, if i didn't believe in the pray rain journal before (which i did), holy something something-edy- something! i believe it now!
apparently there had been a trip to jazzy jungle (kids play place), a trip to mcdonald's and he had picked up some groceries. my husband took the children on an outing and brought back some groceries.
i joked before about looking for the pod. that day was NOTHING compared to this.
OH! AND what was he doing when i got home? m-a-k-i-n-g my daughter some dinner. not slopping some canned good on a plate - he scrambled some eggs! okay he started the eggs, which we finished (m1 likes trying to cook), but HEY he started them!
this is an AMAZING side of this man that i didn't think i'd EVER see!
now tomorrow's journal is going to appreciate how he has stopped snoring. . . .
who says you can't have it all?
if anyone asks me how to fix their life i'm going to tell them they need to pick a good notebook and get a good pen. i can't BELIEVE i waited so long to do this - the words from Abraham have stuck in my brain for so long 'write pages and pages and pages' - how long ago did i hear that and go "yeah yeah yeah i'll get to it."
GET TO IT NOW!!!!
and you, too, will say WOW. or whatever *you* say when your life goes "pop!" in a good way.
Monday, 8 October 2007
making lemonade from lemons
FIRST OF ALL : note to self - if you're going to write a blog and potentially point out the changes of loved ones, you really should make sure the loved one in question doesn't all-of-a-sudden show up and look at the laptop you're typing it on. yes yes yes it all happened very fast. but it really happened. if i didn't have appreciation-journalling to do before, i have now!!!
okay, to continue on. i feel amazing. i can tell i'm going somewhere with all this new-found perspective, because i totally handled today differently than i would have previously.
yesterday, my lovely girl wakes up with a little bit of pink in her eye. i don't think it's the look she was going for. she's very conscious of her looks, as they tend to be at ....em every age i guess, but acutely so now that she's 8. i didn't point it out to her, but offered sympathy when she said her eye hurt. not much i could do on a sunday but sympathize and distract. she went to play with a friend. in hindsight, if i'd put two and two together, i'd have realized that a pink eye means "pinkeye". WHOOPS! well, they all pass these things around. not the end of the world, probably.
she came home and it was gone. yay! maybe not pinkeye!
she woke up this morning. OH YES - it's pinkeye in the other eye.
and here's how i handled it differently. the old me would have pissed and moaned about having to take a day off work when i only had a few days to last me to april, and would have worried about what the people at work would think.
today's me went "meh! so we'll stay home today. i'll take you to the doctor, we'll watch meet the robinsons. it'll be fine." and i really meant it. and i felt good about it. i liked the feeling good part the most.
i love that i called the school and they said 48 complete hours. i said "so, she can't come back until 10 am wednesday morning?" i thought they'd go "oh well what's an hour." no, the lady said "yes, that's right. 10 am." seriously. she has to miss an hour of school wednesday because i didn't get back from the pharmacy until 9:45? okay, whatever. that's not the slightest bit silly (yes it is). particularly because my doctor (SHE IS THE MOST AMAZINIG DOCTOR IN THE WORLD) said it's really no big deal. yes, contagious, but it's not like you transmit it by looking at people. nice. but i'm amused by it, so it has a purpose.
so we had a nice day together. little boy was at his childminder's. this enabled us to get her a new pair of shoes before her current ones, which are so new i think i may still actually have the receipt, become threadbare. what do these people do to their shoes?
no, i mean, gosh how i'd prefer that the shoes would last longer.
we walked through the town to the shoe shop, and oops! there's a starbucks. i'm sure we won't infect anyone by sitting here sipping an iced chai.
the secret to health bit on The Secret cds is pretty stuck in my brain. i have been completely healthy ever since first listening to the cds. now, before you sarcastically say "wow, genius! you haven't been sick for an entire month?! quick! call the authorities! it's a miracle!" but then i'd say "hang on now, i'm surrounded by people who are dropping like flies!" i don't know anyone who hasn't been sick lately! but i'm not focusing on them, and i'm feeling very good. besides, it's october, and i abide by the holly shall only have good things in october law. it's not very well known, but it is a good one. so only those people in starbucks who are attracting unwellness* will be unwell. i'm positive of that. plus, no one was within 5 feet of her. (*yes, i know that's not a word, spellchecker; i'm using it anyway).
and to make sure it continues - i'm logging off for some well-deserved beauty sleep.
oh yes - and a great big THANK YOU to big U for giving me the 2.5 pound loss (yes, i'm still enjoying losing weight.). that was rock solid. i'm becoming thin!!! i'm going to hit my birthday goal of being in the 150s. yay!!!
healthy sarcasm alert:
oh yes, i did laugh at the part on The Secret where Rhonda says she grew to a huge 140+ pounds. oh good lord. you didn't! however did you get through the doors? you must have been turned down by all the very best clothing retailers. did you have a special car made for that? was there any special equipment you needed? LOL!!!
with that kind of talk, i'm just asking for a thumping, aren't i? no, i intend that if she were ever to read those words, she would see the humour of it. she SAID laughter was the best medicine on the cds!!!! see the humour of the fact that i don't personally know anyone who is as thin as she was 'fat'...
okay. i'm thin now. must - stop - making - fun - of - thin - people. it's all good fun. if i were really making fun of thin people, i couldn't attract thinness, which is what i'm certainly doing. woo hoo!
but before i actually log off (yes, i promise, i'm going now, really!) i think i should point out that what i think i am attracting lately are fantastic days. they seem fantastic to me because they are filled with joyful moments. i really loved the fact that this could have been any other work day. but even though m1 had a little eye-issue, we still had a fantastic day together. i'm going to remember this day. i probably wouldn't have remembered the day of coding i would have done otherwise.
my next task is to attract the perfect children's book agent. (oh god this woman's writing a children's book?) yes, it's true x 3. i will be on the shelves. i'm soooo attracting that. it's so real i want to rush down to borders and buy my book! except that i would probably get a free one. . .
okay, to continue on. i feel amazing. i can tell i'm going somewhere with all this new-found perspective, because i totally handled today differently than i would have previously.
yesterday, my lovely girl wakes up with a little bit of pink in her eye. i don't think it's the look she was going for. she's very conscious of her looks, as they tend to be at ....em every age i guess, but acutely so now that she's 8. i didn't point it out to her, but offered sympathy when she said her eye hurt. not much i could do on a sunday but sympathize and distract. she went to play with a friend. in hindsight, if i'd put two and two together, i'd have realized that a pink eye means "pinkeye". WHOOPS! well, they all pass these things around. not the end of the world, probably.
she came home and it was gone. yay! maybe not pinkeye!
she woke up this morning. OH YES - it's pinkeye in the other eye.
and here's how i handled it differently. the old me would have pissed and moaned about having to take a day off work when i only had a few days to last me to april, and would have worried about what the people at work would think.
today's me went "meh! so we'll stay home today. i'll take you to the doctor, we'll watch meet the robinsons. it'll be fine." and i really meant it. and i felt good about it. i liked the feeling good part the most.
i love that i called the school and they said 48 complete hours. i said "so, she can't come back until 10 am wednesday morning?" i thought they'd go "oh well what's an hour." no, the lady said "yes, that's right. 10 am." seriously. she has to miss an hour of school wednesday because i didn't get back from the pharmacy until 9:45? okay, whatever. that's not the slightest bit silly (yes it is). particularly because my doctor (SHE IS THE MOST AMAZINIG DOCTOR IN THE WORLD) said it's really no big deal. yes, contagious, but it's not like you transmit it by looking at people. nice. but i'm amused by it, so it has a purpose.
so we had a nice day together. little boy was at his childminder's. this enabled us to get her a new pair of shoes before her current ones, which are so new i think i may still actually have the receipt, become threadbare. what do these people do to their shoes?
no, i mean, gosh how i'd prefer that the shoes would last longer.
we walked through the town to the shoe shop, and oops! there's a starbucks. i'm sure we won't infect anyone by sitting here sipping an iced chai.
the secret to health bit on The Secret cds is pretty stuck in my brain. i have been completely healthy ever since first listening to the cds. now, before you sarcastically say "wow, genius! you haven't been sick for an entire month?! quick! call the authorities! it's a miracle!" but then i'd say "hang on now, i'm surrounded by people who are dropping like flies!" i don't know anyone who hasn't been sick lately! but i'm not focusing on them, and i'm feeling very good. besides, it's october, and i abide by the holly shall only have good things in october law. it's not very well known, but it is a good one. so only those people in starbucks who are attracting unwellness* will be unwell. i'm positive of that. plus, no one was within 5 feet of her. (*yes, i know that's not a word, spellchecker; i'm using it anyway).
and to make sure it continues - i'm logging off for some well-deserved beauty sleep.
oh yes - and a great big THANK YOU to big U for giving me the 2.5 pound loss (yes, i'm still enjoying losing weight.). that was rock solid. i'm becoming thin!!! i'm going to hit my birthday goal of being in the 150s. yay!!!
healthy sarcasm alert:
oh yes, i did laugh at the part on The Secret where Rhonda says she grew to a huge 140+ pounds. oh good lord. you didn't! however did you get through the doors? you must have been turned down by all the very best clothing retailers. did you have a special car made for that? was there any special equipment you needed? LOL!!!
with that kind of talk, i'm just asking for a thumping, aren't i? no, i intend that if she were ever to read those words, she would see the humour of it. she SAID laughter was the best medicine on the cds!!!! see the humour of the fact that i don't personally know anyone who is as thin as she was 'fat'...
okay. i'm thin now. must - stop - making - fun - of - thin - people. it's all good fun. if i were really making fun of thin people, i couldn't attract thinness, which is what i'm certainly doing. woo hoo!
but before i actually log off (yes, i promise, i'm going now, really!) i think i should point out that what i think i am attracting lately are fantastic days. they seem fantastic to me because they are filled with joyful moments. i really loved the fact that this could have been any other work day. but even though m1 had a little eye-issue, we still had a fantastic day together. i'm going to remember this day. i probably wouldn't have remembered the day of coding i would have done otherwise.
my next task is to attract the perfect children's book agent. (oh god this woman's writing a children's book?) yes, it's true x 3. i will be on the shelves. i'm soooo attracting that. it's so real i want to rush down to borders and buy my book! except that i would probably get a free one. . .
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