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Trust Me.
Fri Jul 24 16:40
Two little words that mean so much in so many ways.
As the Universe usually does, it is having me learn the value and immensity of “Trust Me” from both sides.
Today, I had someone that once left me in the lurch call to tell me of a program he's completed and now he's making amends. He's apologized to me and told me of how it's changed his life. “Trust me,” he said, “you'd love it- you should take the course, too”.
Later, an ex that broke my heart and most of my life as I knew it at time, uttered the same words. “Please, trust me,” he said, “You've trusted me with your life, now please trust me again”. To me, that's huge. I want to trust and for the most part, I think I do. I've worked hard to forgive and take my responsibility in the whole mess of years ago. And I think I can trust and I want to trust, but do I trust myself to trust?
I want someone in particular to trust me. I've been trying to convince him that we see some fundamental things in our relationship very, very differently, but that he needs to trust me. It's hard to feel as though you need to prove that you're trustworthy, I've found.
So now it's finally dawned on me: If I want it, can I give it?
But, trust me- I'll be blogging more regularly again.
Poppy
Date:
Thu Aug 6 18:39:54
Name:
GailyW
Comments:
Jack Byrnes, Gaylord Focker's father-in-law-to-be, knew what he was talking about with his "Circle of Trust"...be careful who you allow into it. Or you could follow my advice and TRUST NO ONE...especially the in-laws!
Recently, I've had the great pleasure to guest on some radio shows. In the last year or so, I've been on
Rob McConnell's X-Zone radio show (which you can find at
www.xzone-radio.com) three or four times,
the last time being on Friday night. I always love being on Rob's show. It's an hour, sometimes two of giving readings to people from all over the continent, if not the other side of the world. It's always fascinating, always eye-opening and most definitely gratifying.
A month or so ago, I was on another show called Ask Lady Joan
(www.askladyjoan.com) which is produced by TrainRek
radio (www.trainrekradio.com). When she
interviewed me last month, I brought my cards and expected to quite
happily spend the next hour doing tarot readings for callers.
As it turned out, I didn't do any readings, but instead had discussions
with both Lady Joan and the callers about spirituality, sexuality and
religion. All in a very respectful, honest way. I absolutely loved it.
Last night I was again on Ask Lady Joan with the main intention
being to promote this Saturday's Mystic Spa (and, of course, you can get
more information about the Mystic Spa and our wonderful tarot readers,
healers, energy workers and intuitives at www.mysticspa.ca). We did talk quite a bit about
Mystic Spa,
but also discussed grief and bereavement, sexuality, tarot and tarot
readings, and MY OWN SHOW!!
Starting June 2nd at 7pm I'll be on the air live with my own
radio/internet show called PoppyTalk.I'll have more information in coming
days and links to how to listen, but I can definitely tell you that:
a) I'm excited
b) it will be considered “salty but a little sweet” and
c) that it will involve spirituality, sexuality, religion, the connection
to the divine, energy working, and, well,.....who knows where it will
lead!!
Back in 1999, a woman I worked w
ith had a call on her cell phone.
We worked in a confined cubicle space and she noticed me rolling my eyes as
she pulled it out from under her desk to answer the loud, obnoxious midi
tones emanating from her purse. (The call, I may add was from her husband
asking what she'd like for supper).
While not offended, and assuming I was miffed at her taking calls on company
time, she asked why the eye-rolls. Personally, I hated the company I was
working for and would have been quite happy to help her spend company time
on the tiniest of personal issues.
My problem was with the phone.
"Why does everyone think they need a cell phone?" I complained. "WHO is THAT
important??", "Would God himself need to be THAT plugged-in??".
My, how times have changed.
Most of my blogs I write while sitting on my bed with the digital cable
music in the background. I keep my Blackberry beside me for reference to
phone numbers and calendar entries while my PC sits across the room, waiting
for me to access my Outlook Express or IM accounts, Facebook or Twitter
groups and profiles.
Scary, isn't it? (In my defense, I was given my first cell phone for free
without asking for it.)
While I may have been pretty vocal and obvious in my initial dislike and
seemed to have done a phenomenal (some may say, hypocritical) U-turn on my
feelings about how much information we need, it also now seems to be a fact
of life.
But now, I seem to be having problems with some of my e-mail. Outlook
Express has decided for one reason or another to only send and receive SOME
of my messages. Which means that only some of my notifications are going to
my lycos e-mail account and that only some of my messages are getting to my
Blackberry. Hard to book an appointment that even I don't know about and
hard to be two hours early for the meeting if I don't know correct start
time. A few people have asked me to adjust or change their Mystic Spa
profiles and one wonderful, generous person even offered me her home for an
upcoming Tarot class that we'd loosely discussed and I just found out was
booked firm. And I'm teaching the course! (On May 31st, if you'd like to
attend, by the way).
So, I'm freaking, right? How am I supposed to book clients, organize Mystic
Spa or look remotely like a professional that knows what she's doing if I
can't even read or respond to a simple e-mail? Not good.
But I'm learning. I'm trying to take it with a grain of salt. What I'm
saying, or what the Universe is trying to get me to understand is that
sometimes stuff happens. I've asked Charles, the one that uses his Magical,
Mysterious, God-Like powers to design my websites, put up with my constant
changes and questions and even lets me ask stupid questions like "why won't my
printer work?" when it simply isn't plugged in (I swear, I checked), and
Charles has looked into my accounts and some things just seem to fall
through the cracks for no reason. It will likely stop as quickly as it
seemed to happen. And I should just be a little more attentive.
But, am I really that important that some missed messages can define my
abilities, that I need to be constantly connected to everything cyber in
order to succeed?
People actually ran businesses and communicated with each other before there
was e-mail, before there was Internet, before there were Blackberrys
(Blackberries? Such a new pro-noun that I don't even know the correct plural
form!). But for all it's newness, it's suddenly vital.
So, I'm going to take my own advice and stay mellow. Go with the flow. Try
to be incredibly thorough when checking my e-mail accounts and Blackberry
messages, be sincere and generous with apologies (since it does seem to be
something to do with MY system) and be willing to be flexible and
accommodating.
And maybe go old-school and use that antique method called the phone.
"If you wish to travel far and fast, travel light. Take off all your envies,
jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness and fears." - Cesare Pavese
Last Wednesday, I went on the new radio show Ask Lady Joan. You can find
information about Joan and her show at www.askladyjoan.com and
www.theohteam.com. What a great concept and long overdue idea!
Lady Joan has a show each Wednesday evening at 7pm EST in which she bring on
guests and discusses various issues of life and sexuality; quite often
sexuality involving Kink and BDSM. Lady Joan is a well informed Domme and if
she can't answer any questions you may have, she knows who can.
However, her guests over the weeks have ranged from a certified
hypno-therapist and handwriting analyst to a community educator over to me,
discussing spirituality and how it often overlaps with sexuality.
And what a fascinating night! One of the quickest hours I've experienced
with fascinating and well informed callers.
I expected to come and do some readings on the air for callers. If it had
been a solid hour of of call-ins for readings, I would have been quite happy
and considered it a good successful evening. In actuality, I had callers
asking about everything from religion and spirituality and overlap in our
lives, sexuality and spirituality, growth and change, and the idea of questioning and challenging ourselves throughout our lives. Wow, even
better, huh? Stimulating for everyone involved, that's for sure.
I'm actually hoping to get my own radio show with The Oh Team and will keep
you informed.
I think I have enough opinions to carry me through a weekly show.
It's been a busy couple of weeks! Wow, ...well, make that month. And my May Day/Beltaine resolution, if there is such a thing, is that I WILL blog more regularly. I really enjoy the communication (and welcome any comments or correspondence- please feel free to click the "Add a Comment" linkbutton under each entry).
To be honest, I'm such a newbie at blogging that I know I have A LOT to learn and that's exciting. Last weekend was our April Mystic Spa. Even considering it was held on probably the most beautiful day of 2009 thus far, I'm very happy with how it went. This month's had no stress and very short waits for our talent when someone came walking through the door.
It also seemed to be a wonderful day for networking. People that needed someone that new of someone looking for a specific something, somewhere. Hey, you never know and a lot of connections seemed to be made that day.
May's Mystic Spa on the 23rd promises to have some incredibly interesting healers and guides to assist you on your spiritual journey. Please tell your friends, ask me for a stack of business cads to hand out to your friends or
just treat yourself and come to try it alone before you bring your friends or family.
You can get more information about the Mystic Spa at www.mysticspa.ca, and on May 23rd, you'll find me right there at the front door!
People often ask me,
"Can you do readings for yourself?"
If you've ever had one of my readings, you know that I shuffle, ask you to
play with the piles and then split them and lay them out. The initial spread
is a loose Celtic Cross, mine with 11 instead of the standard 9 cards and
slowly piled up with mini-chains and threads as the readings continue.
When I read for myself, I don't do all that. In fact, I rarely read formyself at all. I don't have a major ethical or spiritual reason for not
doing my own readings, I just enjoy a fresh pair of eyes and ears and
intuitive sense looking looking at my life and/or questions. That said, it's
most often a friend or someone very, very close to me doing a reading.
There's no strict law saying I need a reader to come in completely blank to
who I am, in fact I think it's nice to have someone with compassion and
empathy (not to mention some back-story) looking at issues that are often
quite sensitive going on in my life.
Which why I love my clients, especially my regular people that know me and
my style and expect me to know theirs. It isn't that I want or need to be
led to their questions, but I love the back-and-forth that happens when
trust and respect has been built in the relationship. Obviously, we wouldn't
be developing that relationship if a person had to feel like they needed me
to be taken by the had to saying what they wanted to hear. In fact, quite
often, I will say something along the lines of "You may be wanting to talk
about your relationship, but the cards are really focusing on your job", or,
"You can ask questions about your job, but the cards really want you to focus on your emotional health".
And for this reason, I very rarely do readings for myself. Even though
logically and intellectually I may know not to read what I want to hear,
but to read what I experience through my connection, sometimes because I'm
so close to the situation (both as a reader and as my own client), I don't
always do as I'm told which only leads to muddiness and getting a second
opinion anyway. So, I'll just cut to the chase and save the clear-sighted
gifts to people outside of myself.
Today I was going over my
Mystic Spa site for April and found an intriguing
and thought-provoking comment on there, which was a quote from Douglas
Adams. "Isn't it enough to see that a garden is beautiful without having to
believe that there are fairies at the bottom of it too?"
For those that don't know, Douglas Adams was an English author, humorist,
environmentalist and self-described atheist, initially discovered by members
of Monty Python's Flying Circus. He went on to write the "Hitch hiker's
Guide to the Galaxy", some episodes of "Dr Who", and picked the name "Division
Bell" for Pink Floyd's album (for his 42nd birthday he was even invited to
play guitar on stage with Pink Floyd -how cool is THAT?).
He was involved in many environmental campaigns (one of which included
dressing as a Rhino on his way to Mount Kilimanjaro) and while very vocal
about his atheism, he also often discussed his fascination with religion.
From what I can understand (and please remember, I'm not his biographer, so
this is my interpretation as I understand it), Douglas Adams felt that we
had more important and more concrete things to worry about (like the Earth
and our environment) than whether there was an existence of God. Kind of
reminds me of a bumper sticker I have on my van that reads "Earth First.
We'll Strip Mine the Other Planets Later"!
I think I would have liked this guy had we ever met in person!
The timing of this Mystic Spa comment and my thinking about Douglas Adams
coincides with much of what I spent last weekend involved with - Chaos Magic,
and a few days spent in class and ceremonies/rituals with the incredible
'Hands On Chaos Magic" author Andrieh Vitimus. The idea behind chaos magic
(and again, this is my personal interpretation from the weekend) is that the
fundamental belief is that Belief is nothing more than a tool itself.
For many spiritualities (especially "Pagan" based or "alternative"),
belief is highly individual, based on what each person finds as a truth.
Tools that are often used to form or support belief are everything from
science and scientific theories, to ceremonial magic, Eastern philosophies
and world religions, as well as pagan-based belief systems like Shamanism or
Wicca.
So after all that, to answer the quote from my comment page, I'd have to
say; Yes, it most definitely CAN be enough. If seeing and smelling and
physically enjoying the garden is your truth, and that is what guides you to
being a happy, productive, and (hopefully) respectful of others' rights, then
you should be able to do so without having to justify.
If believing in Fairies, God, the Universal Power, Karma, the Goddess, the
Angels, Divine, the Matrix or even 42 (for the Douglas Adams fans) and
you're happy, productive and respectful of others' rights, then you should
be equally able to do so without justification.
Every principle has exceptions, even scientific principles, so we need to do
what works for us. If your belief in Angels gives you personal drive,
passion and motivation in your life, and your friend's belief in atheism
gives them the same drive, passion and motivation in their life, it would
appear to me that you have many, many things to agree and work on together
and support each other with, and much less with which to judge each other.
So, to my co-believer in that which works, thank you for checking out the
site, for posting and for providing your support and insight - Karma or
random chance, as you wish to see it, must have brought us together!
And I'm sure, we're both better people for it.
Love and light,
Poppy
On Saturday, we had another successful Mystic Spa; this one actually having the highest number of guests/readings to date. And I sincerely thank everyone that came to help make the day such a success!
Perseverance is a wonderful, if not deluded, thing.
And thank god for delusions! They're what keeps us moving forward into what seems to be a losing or dangerous situation. They make us want to try again and pick ourself up and dust ourselves off after we trip over our own feet.
Basically delusion can also be known as “Hope”.
However, I'm so glad it did give me the force to keep moving forward. The day was wonderful – great guests, fantastic talent and a wonderful energy to the entire event, that even some of the people in attendance commented on.
To be honest, I wasn't sure what to expect. I was planning for next weekend, March 28th, but couldn't get the room so did it on the final weekend of March Break, despite my hesitations.
I had more problems than usual, lining up talent (likely due to the March Break) and more limitations with money. At a weaker time in my life, I'd have talked myself out of the day completely and just booked for April.
Growing up here in Southern Ontario, Niagara Falls is fairly de rigeur for me.
Even though my very English father thought it was a capitalist tourist trap,
I still have wonderful, clear memories of being a little girl and going with
him to Niagara Falls one winter day in the early 1970's, likely so that my
mother could have some time alone with my younger sister.
As I got older, I continued to go with my family to the Falls, Marineland
and, of course, for the fudge; and later, into the late 80's, with
boyfriends to Maple Leaf Village and North America's Largest Ferris Wheel.
During the 1990's I honeymooned there for a frozen weekend and we went on to
take our kids swimming in the Dufferin Islands well into their pre-teens.
Just last Labour Day, I took Charles and the kids down to the Dufferin
Islands and to eat at the Spaceship restaurant. (Charles, by the way,
indicates more change for the better in my life-exit husband and a few years
later, enter Charles.)
I tell you this not because I've suddenly become a part of Niagara Falls
Ontario's historical society but because I realised that this is a great
example of a 'paradigm shift" (and I shudder at that term), or in other
words, a change of perspective or thought pattern.
Nearly four decades of trips at different ages and with different people,
has never taken me to the shore of the American Falls.
Yes, we Canadians do brag that "we got the good one" in the falls and to be
sure, ours is bigger and more powerful, but how absolutely beautiful it is
from this new vantage point! I could wander right down to water's edge and
touch it if I wanted to, or wander with the American Candian Geese in a park
not 100 feet (that's 30.48 metres for those of us with the cooler Falls)
from the falls, with no walls, no fences and no other tourists. I took
picture after picture of both the Canadian and American skylines, Falls,
trees and waters (and immediately posted to Facebook. I love my Blackberry!)
and was astounded at how absolutely different everything looked from my new
perspective, even though I've seen it many times before.
So my lesson was this: there's no excuse for boredom. If you're bored,
you're not trying. There's always a shift, always a point of view that
hasn't been discovered or has radically changed since the last time you were
there (Maple Leaf Village and the swim area at Dufferin Islands have both
closed and my honeymoon is most definitely and quite happily over).
Take a good look at people and things that you regularly see. With a slight
awareness of how temporary things can be or how you always look at them from
the same vantage point, you may find that suddenly you're having a few
"paradigm shift" of your own!
OK, here's one of my secrets- I've never seen the X-files. I have no idea which one is Sculley or which one is Mulder, or if those are even the correct names. Basically, as interesting as they are, I don't get too caught up in conspiracy theories or end of the world, 2012 or alien abductions.
Not that I don't believe they aren't entirely possible, but I just don't feel the need to put a lot of my thought or energy (spiritual OR physical) into this stuff.
However, sometimes, I just get hit upside the head with a very obvious clue as to what's going on and lately, it's this:
Miscommunication is RAMPANT lately. I should ask Stan or Franco or one of the other very capable astrologers I know from Mystic Spa about this and whether Mercury (which, as far as I understand is the planet of communication) is doing something strange. In the past few weeks, so many e-mails, voice messages, texts and phone calls have gone awry or lost in the ether that I'm not even questioning or trying to chase down the exact area of the miscommunication.
In fact there have been enough verbal, face to face conversations that have had both people (often, but not always, me being one of them) walking away thinking one thing and finding out later that neither had the story right, that I just agree and try to move forward. And strangely enough, I'm finding other people are doing the same thing.
So it can't be just me, right?
I heard today about an e-mail I sent during the last week of February just now showing up in my recipient's In Box .
I'm still waiting for an e-mail AND voice mail that I'm told were left for me last Sunday.
A text that I sent on Sunday insisting that a phone call needed to be made right away was completely misinterpreted and the phone call wasn't made until the next day (but, alas, the world didn't end).
I've heard stories from clients about meetings broken and time stamped messages showing up hours after the meeting, dentist appointments that were canceled months ago but have accrued missed appointment fees and meetings that were moved forward by a day with "no one" apparently knowing.
I'm sure the time change hasn't helped, but strangely I haven't heard too much about that.
So what's my spiritual, universal-law, higher power attuned instinct telling me to do?
....and it is phenomenal.
Tarot readings this week are varied, intriguing, thought provoking and very, very personal.
I have clients that I know and love that I've seen many times before and clients that are brand new that I'm meeting for the first time. I'm reading for men and women, in my own home and at others'. I've read for locals in Burlington and Hamilton, an American, live readings and long-distance readings over the phone. I've worked in trade and look forward to seeing fruits of both our labours.
One of the things I love most about what I do is the variety. Every reading and every client is different. People have different areas of focus, different priorities and different spiritual foundations.
Oh, and dogs- everyone has a different type of dog and I love going to houses that have dogs. I get to play with Chihuahuas, Yorkies, Shi tzus, Poodle mixes, Havanese and Terriers. And then I get to enjoy helping their owners achieve some clarity, definition and direction in their lives. What a great job!
Sometimes I wonder whose life is really being changed for the better? The person's with whom I've come to work with, or mine? So far, it seems like a win/win and that feels phenomenal.
.... and other stuff that makes you want to poke yourself in the eye and twist.
At the last few networking meetings I've attended, there has been a strong sense of optimism or, at the very least, a strong sense of being reminded to stay positive.
People are preparing for a bit of a tightening of the belt or purse-strings.
And as I've been reminded, that doesn't mean it will last forever and for every economic depression we've had, we have ALWAYS as a society, come out again.
I'm not a financial analyst or prognosticator at all, but I do have a certain belief in the law of attraction and like attracting like. And for this reason, I don't see any alternative to staying positive even in tough times.
Logically makes sense, huh?
Today that was severely tested. I seemed to start off late for a day-long leadership forum already; but this, of course, is the day my youngest son's bus came early so I had to drive him to school (in the exact opposite direction that I was going).
I'd paid for the forum and have been looking forward to it for months. Only to have to leave six hours early due to the other son making a very poor decision at school and needing to come home early.
My van's power steering decided to act up, requiring a repair likely worth more than the van and on Monday I got a ticket for having a bedroom in the basement that's too close to my water-heater so I have 40 days to build a wall or have my gas turned off.
Hmmmpf!
Enough to make one wonder, isn't it? But I listen to “the Secret” and read “The Course in Miracles”, I want to wail! I'm tuned in and aware of my Karma!- this isn't fair!
OK, as it happens, because I was running late, I had to park at the back of the lot. Which happened to be the area of the massive building where the forum was being held. So, when I had to rush out suddenly, after speaking to the school, I was parked right across from the exit door.
When I got home, part of the punishment for the “mistake” at school was to move the bed from the basement to the third floor. Which, coincidentally, means I don't have to pay to build a wall around the furnace and can now carry on with heat and hydro throughout the summer (yay, me!).
The car, well, we'll see- at least I know it's not dangerous-just a big pain. And it's still OK to drive to my next networking meeting (tomorrow morning), which will likely give me my next top-up of positive thinking and optimism!
Here's a great quote from Albert Camus (the second youngest recipient of the Nobel Prize for Literature): “You will never be happy if you continue to search for what happiness consists of. You will never live if you are looking for the meaning of life”
Go outside! Even in Southern Ontario, even in Hamilton, we can get a good breath of air. Breathe deep! We're beginning to have days that admittedly in a few months we'd be complaining bitterly over, but now....mmmm, aahhhhh... 11 degrees! It's a small piece of heaven! Once out there, listen- I've heard birds chirping and snow melting. There may still be snow banks, but the smells and sounds of spring are slowly approaching.
Go to the local department store and head to the seasonal section. Look at the hoses, lawn chair pads and garden gnomes. Just think-one day soon you'll be using that sprinkler (even though it's hard to believe the six feet of snow currently on the lawn won't melt into enough water to last the summer).
Go to a nursery. No, not to get inspired to try to practice making babies- a plant store. (Nice try, though!) Get some seeds and imagine what they'll look like in bloom or when they bear fruits and veggies. No interest is growing from seed? Buy them anyway and think about how great they'll look in bloom and how happy you'll make a senior in the retirement home you donate the package of seeds to.
Consider re-painting part of your home. Nothing freshens up a living space like a fresh coat of paint, and fresh, crisp air blowing through. If you're up to it, steam clean your carpets as well. You'll be amazed.
I love to look out my kitchen window and watch as all the kids come out to play and hang out after school. The days are getting longer and the kids are outside past 4:30 - definitely a good sign. Apparently, they don't stop growing over the winter, either. Sometimes it takes a bit to recognize which one is which. Get to know your neighbours!
Buy some potted hyacinths and let them bloom in the house. On the colder mornings, go out of the house with a nose full of hyacinth scent.
Get your bicycle tuned up. If you don't have a bike, get one. Doesn't have to be expensive, just working. And don't forget the helmet. Sets a good example for those kids playing out front of your house.
Even if it's only for 2 minutes, drive with the windows open. Feel fresh air in your hair and on your cheeks. Do it until it's too cold to do anymore.
Ladies, go for a pedicure. And why not throw on a bikini wax? You'll feel rejuvenated and ready for summer. Gentlemen- how about some man-scaping and spa time yourself? Pedicures aren't just for women anymore and you'll feel wonderful. What's "man-scaping"? It goes beyond a shave and a haircut, my friend. How about an eyebrow trim, ear hair removal or skin treatment? Try it, you'll love it. And it's still more comfortable than a bikini wax, so consider yourself lucky it's only a few nose hairs.
Go to a farm, even a public one and look at baby animals. You may even see something being born or a chick hatching, or a lamb taking its first steps. Smell the hay, pet the animals and look at the human kids that are enjoying themselves.
Hard to stay glum with all that! And, if these doesn't work, see #4 and go for the practice sessions after all.
But if all else fails, there's always #1.
Actually, do #1 even if all the others are great successes. You won't regret it!
Is winter getting to you yet? Feeling a little sluggish and low energy?
Welcome to February. Nothing against February. If you like cold and damp and snowy and kinda depressing.
But life is what you make it, right? And come on, even the provincial government is helping us out! This year, we're even lucky enough to have Family Day tacked on to a Valentine's Day weekend!
So, to revitalize your spirit and help get us through to warmer days here are Professor Poppy's instructions to get you through!
Go to www.mysticspa.ca. You'll love the website. Charles did a fabulous job. Get the idea behind what the Mystic Spa is and all there is to offer. From our healers and practitioners, to the opportunity to donate to a good cause (and possibly win a prize in the process), to looking at some of the fabulous product that will be available.
On February 21st, go to the Mystic Spa. We're at 2255 Brant Street (between Upper Middle and Dundas Streets), Burlington, in the Mountainside Room. We have free parking and are fully assessable.
Give me a big "Hi!". As the hostess, you'll see me at the door and I'll get you to where you want to be. Any questions, I'll help you out and tell you what you need to know about our talents or their skills. Look for the tall redhead-you'll see me.
Be one of our first 100 Guests! The White Flame Candle Company is our wonderful vendor this month and is very generously offering door prizes for our first 100 guests! You can find out more about White Flame at: www.whiteflamecompany.com.
White Flame is selling some wonderful products- indulge yourself or a friend. They make their own candles, soaps and incense holders with scents that are divine!
Donating makes everyone feel better and the Halton Woman's Centre is a wonderful cause. They are a community-based, non-profit organization dedicated to providing services and programs for women of all ages who are in transition, crisis or distress. Learn more about the Oakville based organization at: www.haltonwomenscentre.org. If you bring a donation (like office paper, reference library materials or computer paper) and you're entered into our draw for a fabulous prize from the White Flame Candle Company.
Who would you like to see? What would you like to do? Have a reiki treatment or have your handwriting analyzed? Have a rune, aura or Angel card reading? Or a tarot or intuitive read? Our iridologist can look into your eyes and study your health, and for a strangely fascinating experience an Ionic footbath will definitely be eye-opening. All the while, you're likely to hear our sound therapist working in the background. You can pick one or some or all. Each service is only $20 for 15 minutes and yours to enjoy with no pre-appointments needed.
Wow, I'm tired. It's not even 10:30 and I'm in bed (thanks, mum for letting me "borrow" your laptop!).
This, at last, is a GOOD tired. This is a tired I'd love to feel every day and that I'm finding I'm feeling more and more often. My day started off early- 5:45 so I could be out the door by 6:30. After switching my stuff from my purse to my briefcase and having apparently taken my complete air-head pill, I spent 10 minutes looking for my car keys only to find that I'd just finished putting them in by briefcase.
Since it was some inhumane -32 with wind-chill this morning, thought I'd warm up the car for a few minutes as I scraped the windshield. It turned into another 10 minutes because my massive Yeti coat had apparently hit the power locks and I found myself standing in the morning dark, cold and locked out of my running car with nothing by my ice scraper. I stuff my ice scraper in the snow bank, head back in the house and after a few minutes of feeling around looking for my hidden spare key, I head back to the car and unlock it. Ahhhh- warmth! I'm proud of myself because I found and actually remembered a pair of gloves! Until I realize half way to my networking meeting in Oakville that I've driven away leaving my ice scraper standing in the snow.
That done, the day definitely went up from there. From my early -morning networking meeting, where I did a presentation on my "Poppy Lynn" work- tarot and intuitive reads, my February Mystic Spa (looking great, save a few bumps- check it out at www.mysticspa.ca or the Mystic Spa Facebook group) and my new venture as a Xocai "Healthy Cold-Pressed" Chocolate distributor (more on that later). What a great meeting- I love my BCX networking group, even if it is a cold, ice-scraperless drives to Oakville.
From there I got to play "Aunt Poppy" for a few hours after I picked my niece up at her daycare - I played with her for a while and then worked on Mystic Spa, returning phone calls and doing a phenomenal amount of marketing (feeling inspired after my morning meeting, I suppose).
After Hillary left, I had one of my favourite Therapeutic Touch clients. We meet regularly and I love chatting with her and the family during and after her treatments. Once the kids got home from school and we got bristol board and knapsacks organized and supper made, I did some work in my co-op and with the board of directors and then went on to meet a tarot client at her house. Wow- what a reading and what a lady! She went on to book a party, which I'm very much looking forward to doing!
So, falling into bed tonight, I feel happy and satisfied, well worked and mentally stimulated. I could happily do this every single day. Time with family, time with work, networking, chatting, meeting people and enjoying what I do.
I'm sitting here, the day after my youngest son turned 13 and less than a week after my oldest turned 17, watching an MTV special on Duran Duran's Top 10 videos of all time.
What a time warp! I watched these videos when I was younger than they were, I think! And Duran Duran is STILL good!
OK, no letters of ridicule and mockery, please- you know you smile a little and maybe even wriggle a knee a bit when 'Hungry Like the Wolf' comes on! (There must have a been reason Canadian band Hedly did a wonderful almost frame-for-frame tribute to Duran Duran's 'Rio' in their 'Never Too Late' video! If you haven't seen it, you should search it out - it's great!)
Anyway, the point of this is not to discuss pop of the 80's morphing into pop of the Millennium, but to think about our healthy nostalgia and memories vs. our unhealthy baggage and/or depression based on past events.
As I look at my kids entering, and in the midst of their teenage years (and I listen to the Duran Duran of my teenaged years) I wonder, would I go back to their ages? It takes less than a split second to answer myself with a "No, Never, Not on your Life, Not a Chance, Thank you, Thank you for letting it be over a couple of decades ago!” Is there anything I particularly regret about my teenaged years? No, not really. I was tall, kind of awkward, got in over my head, was sometimes too adventurous for my own good, and had a lot of fun. I had great friends, a lovingly strange but wonderful family and extended family, some smarts and a chip on my shoulder that got me through bad times. And I would never, ever want to endure it again. High school, clothes shopping (not easy being a skinny girl over 6' tall in the 80's), dances (again, not so good for the tall skinny girl), crazy boyfriends with crazier mothers....
If my kids weren't so apparently well adjusted and having a parade of friends through the house on a regular basis, I'd wonder if they had my biological make-up.
So I look at my teenaged years fondly and without anger or even discomfort, but I also look at them as something I'm happy to have been through but happy to leave behind as well. I don't feel nostalgic (which, by way is derived from two Greek words – nostos, meaning 'homecoming', and algos, meaning 'pain') but rather I feel I can fondly look back on risks I took, the happiness I got from both succeeding and even failing, the incredible things I learned about people, human psychology and intentions and I still incorporate them into my life today. I'm a firm believer that every decision and every event, both good and bad haven't just affected me, but brought me to where I am today, because of the decisions, not in spite of them.
And today, I'm in a happy, phenomenal place. I still consider myself adventurous and fun loving. I'm still the tallest woman, if not person, in the room and I love that-in fact I'm a little eked out if I'm not the tallest-I like the perspective. I may not be the skinniest any more, but I'm much healthier and fairly laid back. Occasionally I still find myself in over my head and try to revel in the work that it takes and the challenges I face in finding my way back out. While I still make mistakes regularly, I can accept, ask forgiveness and move on. I'm glad to be 38.
And I can admit to listening to an hour of solid Duran Duran and not worry about being ostracized in the cafeteria, just in the kitchen by the kids.
Yesterday I wrote up a nice, decent sized blog for my first day.
I wanted you to know all the things that I hoped for in this blog (getting to know me a little better, piquing your curiosity about tarot, therapeutic touch, life, spirituality and anything else that crosses my mind) and all the things I didn't want the blog to become (boring, tedious, just a running commercial).
Then I tipped my computer by mistake and lost all my long, wordy work. OK, I took that as a sign. No blog for that day.
So, today, "Have fun with your miracles!" was on the end of an e-mail I redceived. How perfect and how appropriate! Therefore, I took it as a good thing that the laptop tipped over and I listened to that clue-by-four hitting me over the head. "Have Fun With Your Miracles" is much more interesting than "Hi- I Don't Want to Bore You to Death, But....." don't you think? ;o)
But back to having fun with your miracles; sometimes we really need to be reminded of this, don't we? In fact, sometimes we need to be able to recognise our miracles.
What is a phenomenal miracle to you may not be so special to me (today's snowstorm, for example, did not enthuse me the way it likely did a ski instructor), but does that make it any less a miracle?
And once we recognise miracles in our life, do we really enjoy them? What do we do with them once we get them? Are we afraid of them?
What do we do once we get what we want, however small or seemingly inconsequential? Can we and DO we fully appreciate the miracles in our lives?
We can't have fun with our miracles, whether the miracles are as large as parenting a child or as seemingly small as a snowfall in January, unless we recognise our miracles!
So, for my first entry, I ask you to find out what miracles you have or are working toward and then get out there and have FUN with your Miracles!
On that note, here's a Celtic Blessing for you:
"May you have -
Walls for the wind
And a roof for the rain,
And drinks bedside the fire
Laughter to cheer you
And those you love near you,
And all that your heart may desire"