As a family, we were talking the other day about childhood memories – how they stay with you, good or bad – and the part those memories can play in your life for many years later.
I remember a particular day when I was a small child, maybe 8 or 9 years old… a carpenter who was a friend of the family was doing some renovations in our home. He was busy working and I was whistling nearby – I was happy. He made an abrupt comment asking me to stop and I could feel he was grumpy. I never knew if I was whistling too loud, or perhaps out of tune, but I stopped, and unsure of how I felt I just walked away. Continue reading “Letting go of Negative Childhood Memories”→
Recently I had a discussion with a very dear friend of mine, whose opinion I deeply value, about a surgical procedure that I require, and during the discussion we talked about many things. Appreciation was one of the subjects discussed… true appreciation of where I had come from, and what an amazing life I am now living. Along with this, I spoke of my feeling of being unable to express in the written word, not even being able to comment on a blog, let alone write one. At the end of our time together my friend suggested perhaps I could write something on appreciation. I went home with an intention to write but felt I had to sit with deep appreciation for a while to truly feel it.
I was flicking through some old pictures of myself recently, and after laughing at all my different hairstyles and hair colours, the fashions and my fluctuations in weight, something quite profound struck me… even though I was smiling in the majority of the photos, I wasn’t actually really smiling!!
My mouth was turning up at the corners yet my teeth were gritted together, my eyes appeared painfully sad, and my body was held rigid and hard – almost like a soldier standing to attention. Continue reading “Pictures of Me”→
When I was growing up, I very quickly got the impression from others that feelings were for wusses, and wusses were soft people who have trouble living in this world. I was shown that to be a real man wasto have strength, and strength was something that comes from what you can do physically, but never from what you can feel.
When it comes to the nitty-gritty of daily life, I’ve been discovering that acceptance is a choice we have that is present in every moment and with even the smallest awareness of this choice, the grandest love opens up.
I used to think of acceptance as something reserved for obvious things like accepting invitations, offers or requests, but presentations by Universal Medicine (UniMed) and Serge Benhayon inspired me to pull back the curtains on acceptance and I began to see that there was much more at play.
I discovered something truly amazing this morning and it has to do with time, this precious and ever more precious commodity in all our lives.
I awoke, checked the clock and realised that I had woken up super early and in accordance to the time zone I had left the previous day to travel to Western Australia. No way was I going to get up at 15 minutes past midnight! Continue reading “Making Time – an Amazing Discovery”→