The Power of a Pause – Lessons from a Garage Door

I had a huge lesson about the power of pause a few months ago, and from a garage door of all things: definitely not your normal classroom situation.

A few weeks before I had read a most wonderful blog about ‘Those little Moments of Pause’ and as a result had made a commitment to bring more of these moments, which I was coming to appreciate as being very valuable, into my everyday life. Previous to this I had been one who often used to get to the end of the day only to realise that I hadn’t had a moment of pause in any shape or form, from the moment I got out of bed in the morning to when I placed my very frazzled head on the pillow that night. I also had begun to identify that the days that I didn’t take moments to stop, to pause whatever I was doing, led to nights where I struggled to go to sleep, or I would wake up after a few hours and not be able to return to sleep. This was a very important realisation indeed. Continue reading “The Power of a Pause – Lessons from a Garage Door”

Misery, Sugar and Movement

I have been overweight most of my adult life, but since changing my diet to gluten and dairy free pretty much all of that excess weight dropped away over a period of five years, and stayed off for a further seven. I worked to kick sugar too, and mostly succeeded, and more weight dropped off. But recently I’ve been eating more sugary foods (including carbohydrates and dried fruits, which are all sugar in one form or another) and have started to put some weight back on.

I always know that when I crave sweet things it means I am exhausted or feeling low for some reason and if not addressed, can lead to a mild form of depression. The trouble with eating sugar is that it gives you a lift and then drops you down even lower, so there is a cycle of feeling low, eating sugar, a moment of feeling OK then a crash back down to feeling low again. We can get into a cycle we think we can’t get out of and fall into despair. Continue reading “Misery, Sugar and Movement”

Sleaze, Sensationalism and Kate McClymont… Journalist or Professional Gossip?

I just read Vanessa McComb’s article – Kate McClymont cries ‘Cult’ in a Case of Journalism without Investigation – in response to what seemed to be a copy and paste article by Sydney Morning Herald investigative journalist Kate McClymont. This was the first I had heard of this article as I tend to avoid the corruption and sensationalism that typifies the media these days. When I read that the headline ‘Sleazy, millionaire, cult leader” had been tagged in a newsfeed to Serge Benhayon, founder of Universal Medicine and complementary Esoteric practitioner, my first and only thought was that they really had the wrong guy!

Kate McClymont, Investigative Journalist, Sydney Morning Herald
Kate McClymont, Investigative Journalist, Sydney Morning Herald

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Appreciating Paying the Bills

I recently saw a post on social media for what sounded like an amazing free event about having a different relationship with money, which was run by the charitable institution College of Universal Medicine. I would have loved to go to this event, though that wasn’t possible as it was in Australia, but I did manage to speak to a friend who went. Now I can’t tell you what the course was about as I wasn’t there, but one thing my friend shared that she took away from it, was appreciating paying her bills. What???? I nearly fell of my seat with that. Appreciating paying my bills! I had never ever considered this in my life.

I have been someone who is like, “Oh no, here’s another bill come in.” Someone who dreads paying bills. Never ever have I once considered appreciating what paying a bill offers me. Continue reading “Appreciating Paying the Bills”

Love is so Much More than I Thought it Was

Love was always an important subject in my life, because I’ve been missing it so much. I’ve always been a bit shy and I had no circle of friends like everyone else around me seemed to have. I thought I was just not fitting in, too boring for others to be interested in me, so I gave up trying and settled for isolating myself more and more. I can see now how I got trapped in a mindset of anger, blame and judgement.

First, I blamed my parents for my perceived inadequacy – wasn’t it their genes and the way they brought me up that had produced this lacking person that I was? Then I blamed everybody else for not loving and liking me as I was – turning it all around. Now something was wrong with the world, not with me, and I could feel angry instead of sad. Finally, I blamed God for creating this whole mess where there is this good but helpless me, surrounded by a loveless, hard world. Continue reading “Love is so Much More than I Thought it Was”

Life of the ‘Gotto’ Fish

There is a breed of people swimming in the ocean of life called the ‘Gotto fish,’ though it is best pronounced “Got to.”

There is always something for them to do; there is always somewhere they need to be.

“I’ve just ‘gotto’ do something for work” one would say before running off from his wife and children.

“I’ve just ‘gotto’ get this done around the house,” another would say before they might actually stop for long enough to deeply connect with others or themselves. Continue reading “Life of the ‘Gotto’ Fish”