Freewheeling through the Universe....

        Now, my beliefs are well known by you all by now. It's the certain knowledge that a positive outlook is the only one worth it's salt, and the process of creating your own reality has to be ongoing, no matter what. These two, are linked, yet separate entities, or belief systems. Neither one is easy to maintain, nor are the results always easy, or obvious. Life, that hoary old chestnut that has us in its clutches, despite our best efforts or intentions, can be messy, frustrating and definitely exhausting.

         Yes, it's hard to keep upbeat when your life force is low either through illness, or daily trails and tribulations. Worse, is when you battle both together....a situation I found myself in during the last three months or more. Every time I got knocked down, I forced myself back up on my feet. Every time I took a direct hit from fate, luck, call it what you will, I mentally and emotionally reversed it. Every time another aspect of ill health knocked me off my feet, I swayed with the punches, determined to overcome, to bounce back. Even those times it had me in its jaws, or pressed under it, its knee on my throat as I struggled. Throughout, I maintained and built on my vision of the perfect life for me. One where I was in the best position both financially and physically. Not only to enjoy a good life for myself, but where I could best help my loved ones and wider humanity. My greatest wish, to be a  philanthropist.

         All extremely noble ideal, yet maybe also a little selfish in wanting a life free of the financial , and health pressures so prevalent in my daily life of recent years. For those of us reaching into the third age, with some trepidation. Dealing with ageing and the pressures that come along with it, are often daunting. I can add to that, frightening and exhausting. Like many, I have given my youth to bringing up my children, to making a living as a solo mother who now has few resources of any kind to fall back on. My main joy is that my children are well and healthy. The rest cannot be helped, or changed, only dealt with. They are, nevertheless pressures to be dealt with, either by turning them around, or by building on them as best I may. Using the Universe and it's unlimited largesse....I maintain, to create my own version of Utopia.

          Of course I can only truly speak for myself, for my own experiences. Yet I am a sensitive, and an observer of human behaviour from way back. Both in cataloging my own feelings and observing those of the wider society around me. I have a background in Education, Philosophy and the spiritual/psychic levels of awareness influencing our awareness. A  prolific reader, as well a people watcher, I note both writers and society at large trying to come to terms with the changes in the physical aspects of ageing, as well as how we are perceived in society at large.

           There is a saying, "you don't know what you have till it's gone!". Why, there are even many songs about it. I find unhappily, it's only too true. I never realised I was perhaps, attractive. Or, how the opposite sex reacted to, and treated me.....until they stopped doing so. It was like suddenly becoming invisible, it really took a while to get my head around. I could speak, without being heard. I could pass through a room without notice. Well, that's not the end of the world, it also has it's advantages. Yet it required a lot of adjustment, generated an experience of having had a good slap in the face, undeserved. However, now that I am ageing even more, the face I see before me is no longer recognised. To the extent I say, "who is that woman always following me?". Worse of course, is the other physical changes, the lack of energy, much of it through ill health which dogs me periodically. However, off I go on a tangent as usual, at least the mental facilities are no worse than most..... The mind keeps leapfrogging around, lucky me.

           Underlying all of these ruminations, is the fact that despite all of the above, I have struggled with continuing within my belief system. That ideal of positive thought, creating you own reality and related thought systems. The very things I have written about so much. All blasted, unrecognisable for long periods of time. Never mind, do not despair, all is not lost. Nothing is ever lost, as I said, if you're knocked down, get up. If you're lacking in energy, or good health, begin visualising better again. This freewheeling through the Universe does not have to continue indefinitely. Cannot be allowed to continue any longer. 

            So......I begin again, to visualise, to speak the positive pictures already established deep in my psyche. I reiterate "I AM! I AM healthy...

                                       I AM energetic.....

                                       I AM an entrepreneur......

                                       I AM Safe and happy......

                                       I AM abundance of all good things.......

             In fact, I AM anything and everything my heart and soul desires.....there is not reason why not.

             There my friends you have it...no more freewheeling through the Universe. Self help really does begin with self, for only then can it grow and spread through everyone close to you. It's exactly as they say on the Flight information informercials.....before helping others, ensure your oxygen supply is fitted first. For if you cannot breathe, or operate, your ability to help anyone...is nill.

             Have a good day out there, and enjoy every opportunity and every minute of your life.

     

         

Friends, true friends

        During your lifetime, if you have a few good, true friends, you are lucky. I have very few, but those that are, stand by me throughout everything. Nor does it matter how far away you are from them, or how long it is between visits. The bond remains unbroken. I know I can tell them anything without it going further, trusting that any advice they give, is given through love. My good friends are precious. They are the cement on which my past and future is built. The backbone, the strength I need, when mine lies shattered in the dust. They are the grown up people I play with, given half a chance, share with, laugh with and yes, cry with at sad times.

         Yes, of course it's trust that is at the centre of this. Without being able to trust a person...what do you have....nothing. That's why a man, or the woman you love, your husband, wife, boyfriend, girlfriend  whatever has to be trustworthy too. Isn't a good partnership liking as well as loving. Being able to rely on each other. Well, thats my take on it anyway.  Perhaps I ask too much. Perhaps it's why I have spent more alone, than in a partnership. Perhaps I ask too much. But it seems to me that without being able to trust a partner like a good friend, it is a waste of time. But, I suppose I am diverting slightly from the path here. I was talking friends, not a relationship/ love story. It's just that trust is the key to all relationships.

        As for my real friends, I don't rely on them to provide things I can't, it's not like that.  I don't ask, or expect them to help get me out of trouble, nor to loan me money, never! Nor to take over the responsibilty of my life, or family. No, it's far more than that. They give me love, unconditional love. They offer emotional support of the best kind. The best thing I could wish for anyone I love, is such friends as I have.  O.K. Sometimes they do give you practical help, and that is a bonus. We are only as strong as we are within ourselves.

         Two friends, I have had since my schooldays. One girl since primary school, one since Secondary school, at twelve. If you count up the days we spent in each other's company, they are few. But I could contact either tomorrow and say can we meet, and they would move heaven and earth to do so. They would, and have found time for me over the years. Time to let me visit, let me into their lives, welcomed me to share whatever situation they are in. The primary school friend, pops up, in contact every few years. Somehow it happens, which is miraculous as I have moved and changed countries, so many times. Even now when she is the sole career for her husband, and we are the length of the country away, I hear from her. In the midst of her busy, and demanding day, she sends me jokes. My other dear school friend, has a busy life too, husband, children, and a big family who rely on her. Often with troubles of all sorts, but we communicate, we can tell each other anything. Knowing it will go no further. I value that, the fact that I can trust her absolutely.

         I have a few others, one from new. Zealand. Who is there for me always. In person if we are on the same continent. Or by email or other means, if she is not. There have been times when she has saved my life. Just through being there for me. By listening or understanding. I hope I have been the same for her, There are a couple of new friends too, who I value already. The fact is exciting, and time will tell if they are the real deal or not. I suppose I just wanted to say, don't be afraid if your whole life is set to change. It's not that you are leaving your only good friends. Because they will remain your best friends in a different way, for ever. You can pick up where you left off at any point.

          No, the exciting thing is, you can rest assured that there will be other best friends in whatever place you happen to be. Of course, me being spiritual, I believe that you have many Karmic attachments to explore. So no matter where you are, connections will appear. So, be positive about who comes into your life, and follow your instinct. We all have that instinct for good opportunities, or times we know to avoid someone, or something. The more you use it, the stronger you become. The stronger it, the instinct becomes. If on those occasions no one appears, I can guarantee I'm in the wrong place. If only I was always so fast at changing it. But sometimes,we let fear and habit control us too much.

           Ah well, my friends...each one of you an embryonic good friend, thanks for listening. I only hope someone out there found these images of mine interesting or helpful. I know there have been times, when they would have helped me in the past. So enjoy your friends, have fun together. Tell them what they mean to you..and most of all, listen to them.

Happy days chaps...

          

Life, in all it's glory

        Sometimes, you feel your mortality more than others. I think the time when your Mother is coming to the end of her life, is one of those times. I have reached such a spot. It's quite strange, these things seldom effect you as you think. I thought I was ready for it, strong and fatalistic enough to know its for the best. The best for her, I mean, that it's her time. It comes to us all, perhaps that's where the sudden feelings of mortality comes in, as I'm next in line. Of course it is inevitable, apart from the possibility of her turning back the clock and having her old energy and life back, it is for the best. We all know that....don't we?

         Over recent years I have seen so many go. All of my old aunties, and uncles, except one, have gone. Leaving me with an abundance of mainly happy memories of the years before. When I, and they, were young. Memories of my maternal Grandparents old country house, with the stream running around part of it. A place that drew all of our large family back to it constantly. To the big Sunday gatherings, the Victorian Polished table seating 20 comfortable, and usually many more. Its top groaning with good farm grown, home cooked food, as in 'Last of the Summer Wine'. Year after year of Summer afternoons spent flying kites, and model airplanes in the meadow behind the house, beyond the old Oak tree. Or playing cricket, in the days when I understood the rules. Sometimes my brother and I, trying to float rafts on the pond. Or playing cards during winter nights, a penny in, a penny on.... gambling at its best. The old uncles sitting next to kids like me, who assumed I was as smart as they. Ahh utopia, except perhaps for my Grandmother organising and preparing everything without benifit of modern gas, electric or even running water.

        That life disappeared once they were gone, as happens with every generation I suppose. As it will with this latest link in the chain. My grandparents went many years ago, my dearly loved grandmother at close to a hundred, after living a further thirty five years longer than her husband. A wonderful woman, always without complaint, and always there. In the way that women were in those days, when their life was the family and the kitchen. I know it was a place I loved to be, especially having been born there, in her house. I never doubted I belonged. She fed me, made a refuge of her place for me, most importantly, she was always there. Where else would she be? Ahh the selfishness of children. 

        I still remember everything, I still think of her. Unflappable, calm, solid and reliable, with the softest skin. Not surprising as I spent the majority of my formative years living with her. I could go on about her for hours, but this is about my Mother. Or, perhaps not, it's about the generations, how we come and go. How her time to leave is here, and mine is inexorably moving one step closer. That's the bit that caught me out, me, even considering the next step. Perhaps it's because I see her in a state where things are getting out of control. With the sudden rapid degeneration of her mind and body dictating changes no one is ready for. Can you ever be ready? It's so out of my control too. Especially with me over in England, and she in New Zealand. Decisions I can help with, practicalities hardly at all, except to support my brother and his family as best I can.

         We thought she was on her last legs nine/ten months ago. I rushed over there, thinking 'this is it', then of course it wasn't. Miraculously, she recovered, bouncing back to better health than before. With great relief we all celebrated her 90th birthday, which really, she did not enjoy. It left us all feeling rather deflated, but at least we tried. Not that she was ever much for celebrations, or parties I suppose. My Father went at not much over seventy, nearly 20 years ago, come August. I think about him almost daily, I know he is close, I feel him. Sometimes, feeling he is busy putting his old, favourite sayings in my mouth. It's quite funny, comforting, if I'm honest. To hear those familiar words popping out without thought. No doubt, I'll be the same with Mother. However, she being such a different character, it can't work in quite the same way. 

          My Mother lost any spiritual faith she had when my brother died at 47. A mere two years before my Father. I think the hardest thing for me is to know she believes there is nothing after death, only darkness. Faith is not something you can give someone, I wish I could. I wish I could convince her she will see her son again, it might help her let go. It could give her peace, some trust in what comes next. As come it must, whatever any of us feel about it. I don't want her to be afraid.

          So here we are, faced with the inevitable, the unplanable. I for one, am glad there is no euthanasia in this country. How would a family cope knowing their loved one had decided to leave them early. Had chooses  to cut short their time together. No matter how pure the motive behind it. At least we will all know it was 'her time', not something picked out of a hat. All we can hope is that we all act with as much dignity and love as we can. That she too can end her life as she wishes, in her own home, cared for.

            Tonight, my thoughts are with all of you out there, going through similar situations. As my thoughts are with my Mother, my younger brother and his family. I send you all love, strength and wisdom. May your God be with you, helping you, and us, through this difficult time.

             Peace and love to you all......

Hello out there

        What can I say, life knocked me down, but not dead yet! Maybe it beat me about a bit, gave me things I did not want to deal with, at the same time my health took a dive. Too many big decisions to make, alone, as it all too often is for me. I wonder why it always comes back to me......except, it IS my life, so what do I expect. I wouldn't take kindly to anyone else making these sorts of major decisions for me, would I. NO...definitely not.

         Never the less, I press on with creating my own reality. Who knows where I might be without that resolve, and daily programing during the past months. I am, and do welcome changes. I have been pressing for the best changes to come into my life. Looking back, I desired, and asked for amazingly big changes. How did I think I could get from where I was, to where I aim for, without major changes with almost every aspect of my life. As they say, 'you can't make omelettes without breaking eggs'. Here I am then, in the breaking eggs stage, determined not to lose them, or the opportunities.

         Everything is up in the air, I can see myself being alone soon, even though it will only be temporary. All I can do, is keep building up my own personal picture, my own personal reality. Trusting that the uncomfortable changes thrust too often upon me lately, will be for the best. Of course they will!

         I affirm,

         I AM HAPPY

         I AM HEALTHY

         I AM LOVED

         I AM ABUNDANCE

         I AM ENOUGH

         Good night my friends, my fellow travellers, love, laugh and appreciate what you have. Enjoy today, for tomorrow it will have changed.

           Blessings.

Arrggggg

Can't hack it at the moment. More going on I than I can handle.

I will get through this, and get through it well.

Working hard on my creating .....of my own reality. A brilliant one it is too. It shines before me, encouraging me onwards.

I wish you all the best of everything. Just remember, we all reach times like these in our lives. They do not have to destroy.........never, NEVER give up...and, if you must despair, then keep it short. So many better things to do.

Come back fighting. 

In the meantime, do as many little things to help yourself as you can manage.

WHATEVER DOESNT KILL YOU....MAKES YOU STRONGER.

Knock backs won't stop me

       We all get them sometimes, I know. Often out of the blue, and often totally undeserved. Ok sometimes, we may have deserved some sensure, but never annihilation that is a true knock back. Knock backs hit you hard, they take the wind out of your sails, and they stop you dead in the water!

        There, think it covered pretty much how they make you feel. Lower than sewerage, ain't that right? Most of us being tender creatures inside the wordly shell we wear, these strikes against us, or something we have done, strike us cruelly down. It knocks our confidence, our certainly with the direction we were heading, and the results we thought we had, no longer seem so clear cut! In short, it's a bummer. Or, is it only me?............no! Of course not. It's only that some people develop a shell, some get to the point they don't feel it anymore, a few, never did.

         Me, the eternal optimist, the perennial support for family, friends, aquaintances, or who ever seems to need my words of wisdom, or helping hand......or heart, get squashed. Yes, really severely flattened. Perhaps it's only the Universe swatting back my big head, that I dare to think I can be of help to others. Only ensuring I don't get too big for my boots. Perhaps telling me I have been carried away with ideas, or projects again. Telling me to PAUSE, take stock, see if I am on the right path or not. Perhaps consider stopping? Take a change of direction perhaps.

        Yes, well after my last knock back yesterday, that is where I have been balanced all day. Trying my dambdest to recalibrate, to re affirm all of my positive aims. To like, and approve of ME! Not to accept this new, and unflattering assessment so harshly handed out! All of my insecurities flower immediately, making of me a giant bouquet of weeds. Not much good to anyone...and certainly not a pretty picture. Only pretending to be a beautiful bouquet. Ah, how stupid of me....again. Yes the label of 'stupid' given to me so regularly whilst growing up, still lives, somewhere deep within.

          Here's the thing though, you can't let it settle, you cannot let it ignite a flame. A fire to burn, blacken, or make ugly everything you are, and everything you intend. Quash it, cover it with love, smother it with confidence and new affirmations.

           Say...I AM WORTHWHILE.

            I AM LOVE. Whilst engulfing the world in it.

           Repeat, I AM ABUNDANCE OF ALL GOOD THINGS.

            Generate peace and love, send out your feelings of confidence, and abundance, cover the world and all it's people with a thick blanket of love. Only ensure you include those who struck you with the words, or actions that knocked you back.

             You know your intentions, as I know mine. No harm meant, no ulterior motive that the world all too quickly accuses you of. If what action is ascribed to you was foolish, or not properly thought out, or if you were nieve in some way. Nothing was malicious, nothing designed to deceive, or annoy. Therefore, do not accept others mistaken, violent reaction. Deny it in whatever way is necessary, then dismiss it.

            Already, I have lost part of a night, and a day, knocked back, imbalanced, hurt, confused, trying to work out what my fault was, what my mistake, and how did I not see. Why should I. No, I say again,         

             I AM WORTHWHILE

             I AM A GOOD PERSON, who only tries to do the best I can...always.

             I AM ABUNDANCE

             I AM LOVE

             I AM !

             No more is necessary,  I AM

             

                 

            

Persistance pays off

        I keep writing these, if you like to call them, self help posts. I know they get read, because I have the figures, they are going well, even though I have not been blogging for long. They are building up nicely, I am very happy with them, hoping I am making them understandable, and interesting. I do get some nice, complimentary feedback, so it is all very encouraging. It does not mean I don't become a bit bogged down myself though, practicing what I preach. Everyone, no matter what regime each has decided to follow, usually finds out it takes some sticking to. You must have self discipline, you must be persistant, as erratic just does not cut it. It's the turning around of a sad period, or the regularity that does the trick.

        For example, I advocate finding a regular time to reinforce 'your' picture, the picture of your life. A regime you think you can stick to, because it's no good being erratic. If you can begin your day by mentally going through your creating. By picturing, and feeling the accompanying emotion, and then again at night, every day, that's a good start. Good to get the ball rolling on your improved life. If you had to diet, you would do it every day wouldn't you? What about if you were trying to get fit, same thing don't you think, you would have to do some excercise every day. Even saving has to be done on a daily plan, watch the pennies, and the pounds eventually get saved, so that you improve your financial situation bit by bit. That's it exactly! You have to keep your eye on the main chance, be focused, work on 'creating your life' every chance you get. At least regularly every day, once, twice....more if you can.

          What I was saying earlier too, is that sometimes I become tired, dispirited, busy, ill, whatever. I am, after all working on recovering my health after being ill for many years. So, I do get days that are more difficult for me. Its the nature of the illness I 'had'! note, I never say 'have', because mentally and emotionally I am fit and well. It's at those low times when I must be even more disciplined. When I, or you, have to take a few moments, to go over the plan for your life, and strengthen it. Don't allow yourself to say, I'm ill, I'm unhappy, I have debt or whatever. You must reverse it, by immediately reprogramming your image of yourself, into one more desirable. Cancel out, wipe out, the negative thoughts and feelings you allowed to rise. Let's face it, we are in the habit of moaning, and complaining. We think it helps. Let's have a good moan, I used to say, then I'll feel better. Rubbish isn't it, because I was attracting more problems of the same. Not clever, as I worked with all this stuff years ago. None of it is new, it's only that I fell out of the habit, and back into what we tend to call 'normal'.

           Remember the energy rule is, or what happens is, 'what you give out, is what you get back.' Not in some karmic way, but in a much more basic way by the law of attraction at work. The magnets you hold up...the thoughts, emotions, fears, words, deeds, all emit a vibration, a sound wave, or in this case, an energy wave. This wavelength, is like a magnet, it attracts others towards you, of the same. So that, if you raise your game, of your ideas/ideals, then you must see improvements. Therefore, if you say to yourself, or anyone, "I feel so ill", and before you know it, more of the same! Say, "I'm so unlucky, clumsy, alone, hard up..." whatever part of your life you are bemoaning, and, of course along come more of the same. Convincing you how right you are, how infallibly it happens. "See!" You say proudly, I was right. Change that image!

             Right, as I said, sometimes I get tired, I make mistakes, you will, or do, too. Except we won't let the old defeatism habits, order our lives anymore will we! No, we do things differently now. If you haven't already done so, sit down, plan every aspect of your life. Write it out, collect accompanying pictures ( from magazines, or whatever) I have those on my iPad...easy. This is so you can more easily remind yourself what your life is! You then think on the situation, gather, imagine, remember the emotions you feel then...SEND IT OUT ! As if you already have everything your heart desires. Think how happy and excited you would feel. I guarantee, your days will begin to go smoother. Turn that down turned mouth, into an upturned one. You will immediately feel the result.

             You can do this, we are designed to do this. We have the ability, the gift, the power. It was always meant to be ours, always. Man, power hungry man, twisted the message through the years, until we no longer remembered. Begin now, send out love, joy, abundance....and soon it comes winging towards you. It's not selfish, remember the oxygen mask in the plane? You must ensure you can breathe freely first, before you can help those around you. That's the only way it works.

             From now on, you and I, and  anyone willing to listen, are visualising, and projecting all the excitement, joy, love, and the feeling of everything being right in our world...OUT to the world! If we feel anger, we change it to love, if we feel despair, we change it to hope, if we feel want, we change it to abundance. Negativity or fear have no part of our lives. 

              Banish them, glow with positivity, and love. JOY & ABUNDANCE TO YOU ALL. you deserve it, we all do.