Have you ever noticed that every time you go to write an email, send a letter or complete a work task, how conditioned we have become to do a quick spell check – or our computers are ready to provide us with an array of blue, red and green underlines to highlight what doesn’t conform to the writing standards?
I do see the benefits as we may be focussed on getting our expression down and we can overlook or mis-spell words, but in recent months I have noticed that when I am editing my own or other people’s writing that the true expression that confirms what that person feels to write may not always fit the norm. Continue reading “Hold on, let me just do a Quick Spell Check – Conforming or Confirming our True Expression?”
I came to the loving understanding at the age of 63 that I was using suppression to abuse my body without any consideration of how sacred the body is, and how it truly works.
Suppression was a behaviour that I would go to when I felt defeated and crushed and it seemed the way to avoid not wanting to deal with situations every time I felt overwhelmed and could not cope with life.
At a young age I could feel everything. But I never knew that the body I lived in was sensitive, fragile, delicate and that it has the wisdom of knowing, the power of healing and bringing all that is needed from a place within me that is divine and full of love. Continue reading “Suppression – The Behaviour of Abuse”
All through life I have had this body that I have been carting around. An amazing body that I have not really ever stopped to appreciate deeply. This body is my vehicle, my means of getting around from point A to point B, a very useful and practical thing indeed. But have I ever stopped to feel that there is so much more to appreciating this body and all that it can really be, and more importantly, all that it can be a vehicle for?
Well, let’s find out…
For most of my life I have seen my body as just a ‘thing,’ as mentioned before, “something to cart around and get around in.” And most of the time I find myself getting frustrated with my body – why can I not move faster, be less clumsy, get more things done; why do I have to stop to feed, care for and sleep this ‘thing’? Why can I not eat and drink certain foods without the body reacting or getting sick? Continue reading “The Body and My Relationship with it”
A few years ago I was speaking to an older woman about art. She shared with me, “I would have loved to be creative without having to be perfect.” This made me stop in my tracks.
We continued the conversation about her experience of art classes at school; not being able to draw the perfect straight line like the teachers or other kids, or getting into trouble for not getting it right etc. She had held onto this in her body and it affected her to this day.
Many of us have had experiences like this; it may not have been in the art classroom, as perfection, hurt and comparison can play out in many areas of our life. Continue reading “Letting Go of the Need to be Perfect”
Abuse is a very huge box in which so many things are happening, without always showing any clear signs to the outer world. I would like to look into the box and share with you a kind of abuse that we can call ‘self-abuse’ – an abuse of our own body, maybe without the awareness that we do this, or seeing it as a form of abuse.
At the moment we hear a lot about abuse in the Catholic Church, in sport and recently in the movie world. People are sharing their experiences and this can be a beginning to bring abuse into the light. But there is a lot of abuse in the whole world that we don’t see or hear about. Or, could it be that we don’t want to look at it as a kind of abuse? Continue reading “Poisoned through Self-Abuse”
Years ago, I started reading Serge Benhayon’s books and attending presentations with him and Universal Medicine. Over time much has changed for me and something that has particularly developed is a strong understanding of the importance of supporting and caring for each other.
A valuable source of assistance in learning to do this has been through reading blogs on the various websites by Universal Medicine students. These blogs have frequently highlighted what I have been feeling and thinking, but perhaps dared not express outwardly before, or the writer has given me new insight into a topic I hadn’t paid much attention to or didn’t know anything about previously. I have felt inspired and appreciative of those who have been willing to share their stories in writing and to readers for their broad ranging comments on articles. Continue reading “Why Make a Fuss about Writing?”
Where does frugality come from? Is it good or bad? Is it something that is entrenched in the way we are raised and determined by our parents’ outlook on life and their financial standing? Is it lingering from times of war and depression? Why is it so entrenched in Christianity? Is it only about money or does it permeate much deeper than dollars and cents alone?
These are questions that have arisen over recent times as I begin to realise that I have lived my life with no true connection to who I truly am, just a reduced version of the real me that I now know is an avoidance of the responsibility I have to bring my true power to everything I do. This way of living life is the polar opposite of how it can be and as I unpick each layer built up to cover my true essence, I look into the nooks and crannies of what has influenced me throughout my life. Continue reading “The Changing Face of Frugality”
Why is it that when we hear the words domestic violence, people often look the other way or feel very uncomfortable? It’s as if we don’t really want to know that it exists and think if we talk in hushed tones, others won’t overhear what we are saying.
In the media and throughout the community it is not given enough airtime or is toned down considerably. In fact, it is now called ‘domestic violence,’ when in reality is it simply an extreme form of abuse. Continue reading “Domestic Violence – have we Normalised this Abuse?”
If someone had told me when I was younger that I would feel more beautiful in my fifties than ever before, I would have scoffed derisively.
In ‘those days’ – from childhood to 40 – my relationship with my body was based entirely on how it looked and whether it met the grade of whatever aesthetic and fashion standard was set at the time. This in itself was an exhausting exercise, being ever at the mercy of the latest trends and ‘must looks.’ Continue reading “Growing Old Beautifully and Looking Back with Understanding”
Could it be that rather than putting ourselves on the shelf as we get to a certain age, we have the amazing opportunity to serve and express ourselves more freely, released from the false worries about fitting in and what people will think about us?
No need for the resignation of, “I’ve got nothing to lose,” – but the choice to be inspired by the same feeling – unashamed and without shyness we can go for it, sharing our experience, wisdom and observations without reservation. Continue reading “On the Shelf or Embracing Life?”