by Danielle, 31, Goonellabah, NSW
I have just read a fantastic piece by Kyla Plummer about love making versus sex on another blog (Women In Livingness) – titled Sex, Drugs… and Making Love. It took real courage and self-love for Kyla to speak up about her past relationships, sex life and the recklessness and abuse in such detail.
After reading the article I felt the deep sadness, shame or guilt that I had about my past sex life and relationships as a young woman. There was a part of me that blamed myself for the terrible empty relationships and experiences that I had, but from Kyla’s post I felt how I too don’t need to be ashamed or self-beating about the past. Yes, I chose this and I need to take responsibility for my choices and look at why I made these, but also need to consider that at the time there was no other way shown to me.
Reckless, irresponsible and empty sex and relationships were what my friends, older girls at school, older women and mothers around me were doing, and what the movies and magazines showed me. It was all about the urgency, performing, pleasing and positions, or the romance with candlelight, music and an open fireplace. But all of this left an empty or dissatisfied feeling, in turn leading to the need for either more sex, exciting scenes or locations or a ‘better’ partner. Continue reading “Inspired to Look Deeper: Making Love versus Sex”
For the last 34 years I have been in a relationship with the same man. Our first two years together were quite harmonious and supportive… but then we got married. Once the contract was signed everything changed, and we started to live out the roles and expectations we had learnt from our individual perceptions and experiences. I became the responsible wife who organised our lives and he became the provider, even though we both worked full-time.
The playing of these roles was further reinforced when we became parents. Over time, and with the birth of seven (7) children, a wedge developed between us. From my perspective, I never truly felt supported and deeply resented that I was left to carry out most of the parenting and domestic organisation. From my husband’s perspective, he felt I should be grateful that he earned a reasonable living and did some jobs around the house. Continue reading “Inspired by Serge Benhayon: From Marriage Breakdown to True Responsibility”
by Kim Olsen, Bachelor of Chemical Engineering, Salesperson, Warwick, Queensland, Australia
About three and a half years ago I felt to return to my home town and live at my mother’s house. It has been an interesting journey. She is now 85 and getting frailer and fuzzier with Alzheimer’s disease. When I arrived she had just had bowel cancer and was getting regular infections and bronchitis. Over the last two years I’ve taken over preparing the evening meal for us, as my mother hasn’t been coping well. It has always been a balancing act between encouraging my mother to do things for herself and doing things for her. She is happy for people to do everything for her. Although she is frailer and more forgetful, her general health has improved.
We have a difference in the way we live. For me it is a learning about being. Being who I am from my feelings, that for me is about being present to myself. For her, it seems to be about knowing, having and being seen (identified). Continue reading “Returning Home to the Scene of the Crime: Living with my Mother & Alzheimer’s”
by Sarah Cloutier, London UK
A lot of people say they want the truth. They say they want honesty in their lives and straight talking. They say they admire people who are not afraid to hold back.
In my experience, on a daily basis, most people don’t walk the talk. They are only honest when it suits their needs. They find their own truths that pander to their requirements on that particular day. Continue reading “A Convenient Truth Most Foul: Journalism”
by Trish Mazur, Marine Charter Co-ordinator, Gold Coast, Australia
I would personally like to thank Serge Benhayon (and all the Universal Medicine practitioners).
Reading statements like Serge Benhayon is ‘anti-exercise’ or ‘anti-mainstream medicine’ just does not correspond with the experience I have had with Serge and Universal Medicine (UniMed) at all.
Firstly, Serge doesn’t tell me what to do or think (sometimes I wish he did – but that wouldn’t be me deciding what is right for me!): neither does he say Western medicine is bad – far from it. What he has made me aware of is that I have responsibility for my own health and way of living. Combine that with Western medicine, and the way I see it, I have the best of both worlds. Continue reading “Being True to Myself: Taking Responsibility for my own Choices”
by Alison Moir, UK
I have been active all my life, and when I say active I mean doing… I was always doing something. Looking back it was the only way I could be seen, be recognised. Doing for me meant physical. Continue reading “Recognition for Doing: The Blueprint of my Life before Universal Medicine”
by Raegan Cairney, Clayfield, Australia
Throughout my life I tended to always focus on the ‘dangling carrots’ ahead – you know, the goals you set for yourself that you never quite reach, no matter how much you try. I would either change the goals before I reached them or set unrealistic goals in the first place, always ensuring that I didn’t reach them. Or if by chance I did, I would never let myself enjoy it, because I’d have set another one that was bigger and grander than before. They almost always had the undertone that if I reached my goals, my life was in some way going to be ‘better’ and make me ‘happy’. Continue reading “The Dangling Carrots”
by Joel L (Australia)
In the last article – The Six Stages of ‘Becoming Me’ (so far anyway): Part 1 – I was exploring the first three stages of the process of ‘becoming me’. This next article explores stages four to six and flows on from that… Continue reading “The Six Stages of ‘Becoming Me’ (so far anyway): Part 2”
by Joel L (Australia)
Across my life I have spent time ‘looking for something’. I could not always say what this ‘something’ was and this search has been sporadic, moving from being quite active to ignoring this topic altogether.
Over the past eight years, I have been coming closer to this ‘something’ than ever before. I am sure there is much more to discover, but this something was ME… the real me.
There have been at least six stages of becoming me, and here are the broad brush strokes: Continue reading “The Six Stages of ‘Becoming Me’ (so far anyway): Part 1”
by Kate Maroney, Melbourne, Australia
For the first time in more years than I can remember, I feel like I am free to choose the life that I want.
Up until recently, I had a problem with sugar. It wouldn’t be exaggerating to say that I was addicted to sugar. I was preoccupied throughout the day with when and how I was next going to be able to eat chocolate, cake, biscuits etc. If I wasn’t thinking about when I would next be able to eat one of these things, I was preoccupied with how much I hated the cycle that I was in. Every time I ate something containing sugar I told myself it would be the last time. That this one would ‘fill up’ the emptiness that I sought relief from and I could move on… but each chocolate, biscuit or cake I ate only made me want more… and more… and more. I actually can’t remember when this cycle started, but it went on for at least 12 years. Continue reading “My Road to Freedom”