Monday, May 17, 2010

Humming birds are so awesome!!

Good Morning, I found this video in my email this morning and was so awed I wanted to share it with all of you. How could we doubt God, the Universe and Mother Nature's love for us after watching this amazing video?? I hope you all enjoy it.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

I need a WTF basket



I'm trying to organize clutter in my office. Whenever I do this, for some reason I get all tense. I started a pile of little things I didn't know what to do with and I felt more tense. So I stopped and did some tapping (EFT)on why I get tense when I start to declutter. I felt myself relax but I still had a pile of miscellaneous papers on my lap. What to do with them?

I love baskets, so suddenly I got the idea of getting myself a WTF basket. I could start throwing miscellaneous papers in there. But is that uncluttering? Or am I creating more clutter?

I have my bills organized and paid on time, I get my library books back on time - usually, so why does clutter clutter up my brain? Maybe its a deeper issue that I need to delve into, maybe I love my clutter. After all when I was on CB radio I was known as the clutterbug when I wasn't called other names. I don't have boxes piled up to the ceiling so it's not like I'm a hoarder - I'm just messy. Sometimes I really love my clutter until I start thinking I "should" have a neat and tidy office. I read an article where clutter isn't necessarily bad, its the sign of a creative mind. I've also read articles that say get rid of your clutter so you unclutter your mind and life!

I think there is an easier way to deal with clutter and I just told myself I am in control. So I'm sitting here writing about it instead of DOING it and I feel much better.

So if anyone knows where to get a WTF basket please let me know. Thanks

Thursday, April 15, 2010

Are we Defending our Lives or Living it Joyfully?

Here is a clip of one of my favorite movies, Defending Your Life by Albert Brooks. This is a "comedy" but is really quite a deep movie that is often passed over.
I've seen the movie at least a dozen times and it speaks to me each time.


Albert Brooks dies and is sent to judgment city in the afterlife. He has to view
periods in his life when he felt fear and wasn't able to defend himself
or make changes that would help him work through his fears.

How many of us are too afraid to try new things because we're afraid and
need to feel "safe" where we are? How many of us are in jobs we don't
like because we are afraid to follow our dreams? How many of us are in
relationships that are more of a struggle than fun or loving because
we're "used" to it and we are afraid of the unknown?

So what are you changing or not changing because you're comfortable and don't want to take a chance and follow your heart's desire? Are you wishing you could change something in your life so you can produce your dreams, or are you sitting there too afraid to take a chance? Let's open up a dialogue so we can help each other grow
with joy and expectations instead of wallowing in our fears. Believe me I
know fears as this has been one of my issues I took on when I agreed to
come into this lifetime. I'm finally learning to release them.

If you need help with this I am available to help you get to know yourself better through an astrology, tarot, psychic, love and destiny card reading. Your Angels will give you messages too.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

I Wish I hadn't waited so long



This was a beautiful tree filled with glorious opened pink blossoms. The ground was covered in pink petals and I breathed in the light perfumed scent of this delicious tree when I went for my morning walks. "I'll take a picture of it next time I'm out here," I kept telling myself. So yesterday I grabbed my flip video camera and walked outside and saw this picture. Where are the pink blossoms? What happened? Sigh, I waited too long. I procrastinated. I refuse to beat myself up for this but I will use it as a reminder that tomorrow might be too late. Do it now. Take that picture, tell someone you love them! Thank someone who was kind! Smile at strangers! Smile at the grouchy person, she/he might be having a bad day. Call a friend! Hug someone! Make that phone call! We just never know when it's too late.

Thursday, April 8, 2010

If you could reset your life, would you? What would you do different?




I have a Yahtzee game on the sink in my bathroom and I relax while I'm playing it, making my visit there easier. When I don't like the way the game's going I reset it. That made me think, what if we didn't like what was happening in our lives and we could push a button and reset ourselves. Would you like to go back to a different time in your life? If so where? What would you do different? Would you make new choices? Sometimes it is fun to play with this, but sometimes it is also better to leave the past alone.

Obviously we can't go back and change anything, but we can start where we are and make new choices. Today is a new day! Actually I don't feel any of my choices have been wrong, they brought me to where I am now and that is who I am!

If I could go back I think I'd return to when I was in my 30s, but I'd have to know what I know today or I wouldn't go there.

I'd love to hear what you would change if you could, or what changes you could make now?

Saturday, April 3, 2010

Calling the soul Home

I found this video You Tube and the richness of the music and the words brought up some emotions connecting with my inner child. I felt like she was sitting there saying, "what did we come here to do this lifetime? Will we ever know?" I remember as a child loving church music, hymns, organs and the choir. But I was told if you can come to church you can come to Sunday School too. I didn't want to go to Sunday School, it was boring but I didn't want to have to make excuses so I didn't go to church either. This video brought back these memories and again I was moved like I had been as a child in church. I hope you like it too. Happy Easter with Love :)


Tuesday, March 23, 2010

What women will do to themselves

I read this story online and couldn't resist posting it. I'm pretty sure it isn't true but OMG!!

What women do to themselves. Self inflicted torture. This is why I only go to professionals for this type of hair removal and only after a few glasses of wine!

Because I care....a bit of a warning to those so inclined:

All hair removal methods have tricked women with their promises of easy,
painless removal - The Epilady, scissors, razors, Nair and now...the
wax. If you're even the teeniest bit inclined to give it a try, PLEASE PLEASE
PLEASE -- Read On!!.

My night began as any other normal weeknight. Come home, fix dinner,
play with the kids. I then had the thought that would ring painfully
in my mind for the next few hours: 'Maybe I should pull the waxing kit
out of the medicine cabinet.

So I headed to the site of my demise: the bathroom. It was one of
those 'cold wax' kits. No melting a clump of hot wax, you just rub the
strips together in your hand, they get warm and you peel them apart and press
them to your leg (or wherever else) and you pull the hair right off.

No muss, no fuss. How hard can it be? I mean, I'm not a genius, but I
am mechanically inclined enough to figure this out. (YA THINK!?!)

So I pull one of the thin strips out. Its two strips facing each other
stuck together. Instead of rubbing them together, my genius kicks in
so I get out the hair dryer and heat it to 1000 degrees. ('Cold wax,'
yeah....right!) I lay the strip across my thigh. Hold the skin
around it tight and pull. It works!

OK, so it wasn't the best feeling, but it wasn't too bad.
I can do this! Hair removal no longer eludes me!
I am She-rah, fighter of all wayward body hair and maker of smooth skin
extraordinaire.

With my next wax strip I move north. After checking on the kids, I
sneak back into the bathroom, for the ultimate hair fighting championship.
I drop my panties and place one foot on the toilet.

Using the same procedure, I apply the wax strip across the right side of
my bikini line, covering the right half of my hoo-ha and stretching
down to the inside of my butt cheek (it was a long strip) I inhale deeply and
brace myself....RRRRIIIPPP!!!!

I'm blind!!! Blinded from pain!!!!.... OH MY GAWD!!!!!!!!!
Vision returning, I notice that I've only managed to pull off half the
strip. CRAP! Another deep breath and RIPP! Everything is spinning
and spotted.

I think I may pass out.must stay conscious...must stay conscious. Do I
hear crashing drums??? Breathe, breathe...OK, back to normal.

I want to see my trophy - a wax covered strip, the one that has caused
me so much pain, with my hairy pelt sticking to it.. I want to revel in the
glory that is my triumph over body hair. I hold up the strip!

There's no hair on it. Where is the hair??? WHERE IS THE WAX???

Slowly I ease my head down, foot still perched on the toilet. I see
the hair. The hair that should be on the strip...it's not! I touch.. I
am touching wax.

I run my fingers over the most sensitive part of my body, which is now
covered in cold wax and matted hair. Then I make the next BIG
mistake...remember my foot is still propped upon the toilet? I know I
need to do something. So I put my foot down.

Sealed shut! My butt is sealed shut. Sealed shut!

I penguin walk around the bathroom trying to figure out what to do and
think to myself 'Please don't let me get the urge to poop..

My head may pop off!' What can I do to melt the wax?
Hot water!! Hot water melts wax!! I'll run the hottest water I can
stand, into the bathtub, get in, immerse the wax-covered bits and the
wax should melt and I can gently wipe it off, right???

*WRONG!!!!!!!*

I get in the tub - the water is slightly hotter than that used to
torture prisoners of war or sterilize surgical equipment - I sit.

Now, the only thing worse than having your nether regions glued
together, is having them glued together and then glued to the bottom of
the tub....in scalding hot water. Which, by the way, doesn't melt cold wax.

So, now I'm stuck to the bottom of the tub as though I had cemented
myself to the porcelain!! God bless the man who had convinced me a few
months ago to have a phone put in the bathroom!!!!!

I call my friend, thinking surely she has waxed before and has some
secret of how to get me undone. It's a very good conversation starter. 'So,
my butt and hoo-ha are glued together to the bottom of the tub!'

There is a slight pause. She doesn't know any secret tricks for
removal but she does try to hide her laughter from me.

She wants to know exactly where the wax is located, 'Are we talking
cheeks or hole or hoo-ha?' She's laughing out loud by now...I can hear her. I give her the rundown and she suggests I call the number on the side of the box.

YEAH!!!!! Right!! I should be the joke of someone else's night.

While we go through various solutions. I resort to trying to scrape
the wax off with a razor. Nothing feels better than to have your girlie
goodies covered in hot wax, glued shut, stuck to the tub in super
hotwater and then dry-shaving the sticky wax off!!

By now the brain is not working, dignity has taken a major hike and I'm
pretty sure I'm going to need Post-Traumatic Stress counseling for this
event. My friend is still talking with me when I finally see my saving
grace....the lotion they give you to remove the excess wax.

What do I really have to lose at this point? I rub some on and OH MY
GOD!!!! The scream probably woke the kids and scared the dickens out of
my friend. It's sooo painful, but I really don't care. 'IT WORKS!!

It works !!' I get a hearty congratulation from my friend and she
hangs up. I successfully remove the remainder of the wax and then notice to
my grief and despair... .THE HAIR IS STILL THERE.......ALL OF IT! So I
recklessly shave it off. Heck, I'm numb by now. Nothing hurts. I
could have amputated my own leg at this point. Next week I'm going to try
hair color......

Asheville. NC :: Special Reports - Wicked Winter Weather

Asheville. NC :: Special Reports - Wicked Winter Weather

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Don't Stop the Dance

I found this video on one of the Soul Garden pages and it spoke to me. I love music and dancing, how about you? Dancing can be so freeing for the soul. Music can be a wonderful way to meditate. We don't have to get quiet and try to get rid of all our thoughts, we can get right into the music, feeling the beat, swaying to the sound, dancing if we want. I hope you enjoy this video and the music. Let's dance :)

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Life is Like a Cup of Coffee so Love yourself No matter what!

Someone gifted me this video on my Soul Garden page and it moved me so much I wanted to share it with everyone. There are so many times we don't love or accept ourselves because we don't "measure up" or look as good as other people. We're always comparing ourselves. We think if we don't do enough people won't love us. We are always comparing ourselves instead of just knowing how special we really are just being ourselves. So watch this, think about your life and KNOW you are just wonderful the way you are!! Much Love, Jean Maurie

Wednesday, March 3, 2010

Playing in the Snow

This is our 4th big snowfall this winter in the mountains of North Carolina. We've lived here for ten years and this has been quite a winter - colder and more snowy than we've experienced up until now. When we lived in Florida we imagined how cozy being snowed in would be. We've been snowed in now 4 times. In a way it is still adventurous but we're getting tired of the winter. I can't see any point in complaining. We like to take one day at a time and find the blessing in it. Daylight savings time starts in 1 1/2 weeks, maybe the weather will take a hint. I wonder if the snow God's know this :)

I need to get exercising so next year when it snows again I can actually get down and build a big ole snow person. Yeah it was cold but hey a nice warm shower followed :)




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Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Dancing Weatherman | Liquid Generation

Wouldn't you love to watch this every day on your TV???? LOL











Dancing Weatherman | Liquid Generation