Desire #2

Learn to appreciate possibilities. 

I may not always get what I thought I desired, but instead of seeing that as a negative I will start to look at the situation for the possibilities it may bring. 

Perhaps there is something wonderful, good and just what my heart always desired buried in there somewhere if only I'd give it a chance.

Desire #1

To be kinder to myself.  Honestly, if I had a friend that spoke to me the way I speak to myself , I know I wouldn't be friends with them for long.  If I won't tolerate that behavior from others why do I tolerate it from myself?  If I can't be kind, compassionate and respectful of my Self then why should anyone else?

Wish upon a star

Finally! The holidays are over and now we have moved on to the New Year and all the resolutions people are making. Yippee!

I don't make resolutions.  I think they're stupid and a waste of time.  But I am an underachiever so what do you expect from me? 

Well this year I have decided to try to put some order into my life and I will be making a list of "desires". Not "goals".  Not "wants".  "Desires".

Interesting note.  Do you know the origin of the words "goal" and "want"?

Goal - 1275–1325; Middle English gol boundary, limit; compare Old English gǣlan to hinder, impede

Want - 1150–1200; Middle English wante < Old Norse vanta to lack

No wonder people have a hard time achieving what they are looking for.  The words are all wrong. 

Example:

"A goal for 2012 is that I want to make more money."

Translation:

"I want to be impeded as I lack more money."


Interesting what words really mean isn't it.  You know what "desire" originally meant?

Desire - early 13c., from O.Fr. desirer, from L. desiderare "long for, wish for," original sense perhaps "await what the stars will bring," from the phrase de sidere "from the stars," from sidus (gen. sideris) "heavenly body, star, constellation" (but see consider). Noun sense of

Here's wishing that you receive all your hearts desires for the coming years.

Eye see you now!

Maddie the foster dog and I made it through the holiday!  Yesterday she went back to the shelter to be spayed and get the rest of her hair cut. 


This was Maddie before:

And this is after:

Holy Cow, she has eyes!


In a couple of days Maddie will return to the shelter so she can take part in the big Christmas adoption campaign at Neiman Marcus.  I know someone will snatch her up in all her cuteness.  I sure am gonna miss her though. But I must say, I learned a lot from her. 


As  I mentioned before, Maddie was a cruelty case.  She was rescued from a bad situation and in spite of all she has gone through she still loves people, she still loves life.  She doesn't lay down and wallow in self pity and cry over where she came from or what she went through. 

Each morning she gets up and has this big grin on her face and a wag in her tail.  The day is met with enthusiasm.  She does the dance of joy when she is fed dry, crunchy kibbles.  She is over the moon with squish hugs. 

Why is it the human race is considered the smartest of all the species yet most of us can't manage to look at life the way Maddie the foster dog does?

Funny, I got another foster pet because I was feeling down about my situation; wallowing around in the self pity and self loathing.  And here comes this dog to teach me a lesson about living life now.

Hello, my name is.....???

Madame X

This is my new foster baby. She doesn't have a name yet.   I think for now I will call her Madame X.   She was rescued from a cruelty situation and placed in my care until she gets healthier.  Aside from some physical illness that will be taken care of with meds and a low weight that can be cured with food and treats,  Ms. X's fur was matted from head to toe. 


We cut what we could but at some point she will need to be put under the "milk" in order to clean up her head, neck and ears.  She is a mess.  One big mat ball.  I am toying with naming her Madeline; Maddy for short.  Get it? Maddy?  Matted fur?  HA,  I kill me.

But in all seriousness, no matter what I am going through in my life that sucks, when i give my time to helping another being (human or animal) it takes my mind from that dark place to reach out to another who is in their own.  Maybe together we can end up on the brighter side of life.


I feel like i should say namasta now...so namasta.

The Pity Party was not well attended

These last few days I have been feeling mighty sorry for myself.  Boo Hoo...Squish Squish...So Sad For Me. 

So to snap myself out of this depressing and gloomy mood I have decided to go grab some foster babies from the local animal shelter to take my mind off my problems.

Here are a couple of my fosters from days past...

Iddy Biddy

Wendy

(and they all found happy homes)

Joy to the World

I witnessed an odd exchange the other day as I was driving around town.  One driver got very angry at another for cutting in front of him. This man rolled down his window, leaned half way out  and let out a slew of curse words directed at the car in front of him.  It was a bit unsettling but oddly funny.  It reminded me of...well of me once upon a time.


There was a day when I would get so angry anytime someone got too close to the rear of my car; what I thought was too close i should say.  Stomping on the brakes real fast, I put the fear of God in that reckless driver!  How dare they infringe on my space!  If some one whipped in front of me and made me step on the brakes,  I would give them the biggest one finger salute in the state of Texas.  I would cuss out a nun if I thought she wasn't driving the way I thought she should. If I had a ruler I would have probably tossed it at her as I said every cuss word known to man.


But one December day it all change for me.  It was several years back, I was on my way to work and I had a Christmas cd on playing "Joy to the World".  There I was driving down the road singing so loud and so proud you would have thought I was Whitney Houston (OK, maybe not), just feeling the love and Christmas spirit all around me when outta nowhere some woman cuts right in front of me.  With out skipping a beat, or lyric, I flipped that lady off. 


It was at that very moment I knew how ridiculous I looked and how hypocritical I was.  Since that day I have never gotten to the point where I needed to cuss someone out or wave the finger in their face for their reckless, crazy driving.   Don't get me wrong, I still get frustrated at times while driving.  Let's face it, no one drives as well as I do. But now I just don't let the anger drive me to react that way anymore.

Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me. The power of words

The title is a children's rhyme.  Kids would call each other names, usually bad, and the recipient of the words would chant that back to show it didn't bother them.  Well it bothered me.  I hated being called fat, stupid, ugly and four eyes.  It hurt deep inside even though I yelled that chant back at the top of my lungs. 

A few years ago I read The Hidden Messages in Water by Dr. Masrau Emoto.  This book was based on his research of how words can affect water and since humans are made up of about 70% water, how it can also affect us.

Basically, Dr. Emoto subjected water to words and sounds then caught the reaction of the water molecules through his microscope (I am sure it is a lot more complicated than what I am saying).

The results were eye opening:

I have always been sensitive to words, how they are said; in tone as well as content.  As I read this book it reaffirmed to me that words do have an impact on others and this world.  So we have a choice of what imprint we want to leave behind; words of love and encouragement or words of anger and criticism.

 

I came across this book today as I was cleaning out my bookshelf and thought it was something good to remind myself of; to be mindful of what words I choose to say not only to myself but to others.  I want to leave behind the most beautiful snowflake on someones soul that they have ever felt.

The Sound of Healing

Negative thoughts, we all have had them at one time or another in our lives. For some these negative thoughts never leave.

I had always been harsh with myself but a recent string of events magnified my negativity sending me into a deep spiral of depression that was out of control.

Recently I came across something called Resonance Repattering. Basically RR helps you to pinpoint your unconscious negative frequency patterns and 'changes the channel' to tune in to something positive.

There is a lot more to it than that brief summary so you may want to Google it. What I do know is this. We are all made up of energy and that includes our thoughts. What we think sends out a frequency (think radio station) and that frequency starts to attract similar energies (think radio listeners). The more we think certain thoughts the more we will attract those thoughts into being.

Take me for example. After my boyfriend ended our relationship, I felt betrayed, worthless and disposable. For a year afterwards that's all I thought about and eventually my employers felt the same about me and eliminated my job. So now I had two rejections to beat myself up about. As I started looking for another job, I kept feeling worthless and useless. And for over a year I dealt with rejection after rejection from potential employers. I realized that my thoughts had created my world.

After hearing about Resonance Repatterning I decided to give it a try and I have to say it worked wonders for me. I was asked a lot of questions; the origin of my negative thought process was pinpointed, a treatment was determined (in my case it was sound therapy) and poof! It was done.

Since my session I have not had negative thoughts about my self or my situation. Believe me, I tried to go there a couple of times. I tried to stir it up and get all negative and depressed but my mind wouldn't go there. The station was dark, no more signal.

RR has helped to remove a lot of obstacles for me. Now I can focus on other things instead of wallering around in my sorrow and pain. Now I can move forward. Has anyone else out there done this? What experiences did you have?