As I was walking through James Bay in Victoria last night, looking at all the beautiful, funky old Victorian homes we were talking about receiving messages from everywhere. As we walked on there was a car with a business logo - (something about, I can't remember it exactly) www.tellyourstory.ca. Ha!
I guess blogging is telling my story. Too funny.
I realized yesterday as I was walking the Harbor in the afternoon that I was back in the place I was born on my 50th birthday. I thought it was cool at the time because I was in Vic. a place I really love, to look at the gardens and ocean etc. And then I realized it was 50 years and I was back to the beginning. 50 years. What! How did that happen?
Off to the tidal pools this morning and a drive along Dallas Road and a visit to the Chinese Cemetary.
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Friday, July 22, 2011
I'm 50 Today!
This day looks quite different from I thought it might look like. And you know I am open and completely accepting of all that it is today.
I AM BLESSED.
On a ferry with The Boy's team mate going to Victoria to watch the boys play in the Provincials for Little League. What better present could a girl ask for?! I love the parents on the team and get to be with Eldest for a few hours.
I have just opened presents. I received from Husband and The Boy an E-Reader and from Clever Girl a beautiful knit case for it (in green of course) and tickets for the Emily Carr exhibition. CANNOT WAIT!
And some beautiful hand made soap from my mother in law. Cards from friends.
My sisters took me for an amazing dinner and gifted me with so many beautiful gifts, hand made and books, tea and self care items. All so thought filled for me. A beautiful poster framed from France/Vogue from July 1961. Gabrielle and I are going to see if we can re-produce it with me in it now!
I am 50 today. I am so excited. I am so happy, and I am so so so blessed.
The sun is shining, the day is extending out before me with possibilities. I love days with possibilities. What might happen what experiences waiting for me. What What What. I love living in a place of hope and wonderment.
I am blessed with family and friends, I am blessed to live in this amazing community. I am blessed to work and play with amazing people. I am blessed.
I am blessed that I am a child of God.
Gotta go get ready. Have a great day everyone!
Love Col
I AM BLESSED.
On a ferry with The Boy's team mate going to Victoria to watch the boys play in the Provincials for Little League. What better present could a girl ask for?! I love the parents on the team and get to be with Eldest for a few hours.
I have just opened presents. I received from Husband and The Boy an E-Reader and from Clever Girl a beautiful knit case for it (in green of course) and tickets for the Emily Carr exhibition. CANNOT WAIT!
And some beautiful hand made soap from my mother in law. Cards from friends.
My sisters took me for an amazing dinner and gifted me with so many beautiful gifts, hand made and books, tea and self care items. All so thought filled for me. A beautiful poster framed from France/Vogue from July 1961. Gabrielle and I are going to see if we can re-produce it with me in it now!
I am 50 today. I am so excited. I am so happy, and I am so so so blessed.
The sun is shining, the day is extending out before me with possibilities. I love days with possibilities. What might happen what experiences waiting for me. What What What. I love living in a place of hope and wonderment.
I am blessed with family and friends, I am blessed to live in this amazing community. I am blessed to work and play with amazing people. I am blessed.
I am blessed that I am a child of God.
Gotta go get ready. Have a great day everyone!
Love Col
Thursday, July 14, 2011
My back again
Why is it when I do something good for my body I get hurt? Can someone please explain this to me? Why?
I had a great work out going and then tweaked my back and my discs are all cranky again. And cranky wouldn't even be close to what would cover this discomfort. NOT FAIR. I am whinging just so we are all clear.
And I am trying not to panic as we have a ton of stuff coming up in our lives and I am so frightened about my back.
So . . . please help me by praying that I will stay in each day and that my back will heal quickly. Thankfully the physio was able to see me yesterday! I have work and I am not sure how I am going to manage as I am already off with my knee for my other classes. WHAT IS GOING ON?!
God please reveal to me what I am to do. Your will please.
I had a great work out going and then tweaked my back and my discs are all cranky again. And cranky wouldn't even be close to what would cover this discomfort. NOT FAIR. I am whinging just so we are all clear.
And I am trying not to panic as we have a ton of stuff coming up in our lives and I am so frightened about my back.
So . . . please help me by praying that I will stay in each day and that my back will heal quickly. Thankfully the physio was able to see me yesterday! I have work and I am not sure how I am going to manage as I am already off with my knee for my other classes. WHAT IS GOING ON?!
God please reveal to me what I am to do. Your will please.
Tuesday, July 12, 2011
“Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed” (Rom. 12:2),
4 hours of sleep. I guess if I don't spend the time in meditation during waking hours, my body and spirit will make the time up during sleep. Or lack there of.
Midnight till 4 a.m. apparently last night. I laid and prayed and tried to ease the pain through my ribs and back and hip and hamstring and knee. Somehow this is all connected. This time of spirit and movement being still and "knowing I am God". Its all of it, its being still, its movement, its in prayer and meditation.
My body requires movement and my spirit requires movement and meditation. Feldenkrais.
I realized in the wee hours that I figured out what the Holy Spirit was in Harry Potter (see last post).
Duh, I had been writing about it. A patronius. The patronius is the Holy Spirit. Within us and without us.
Guiding and leading and protecting.
As I was laying and resting and just letting my mind try to be still I was "seeing" only a large dark wall in front of me. When I finally thought of a patronius I began to imagine what my happiest times were. Or something that filled me. It was my children. My whole body cavity filled with a rush of energy, and as I added to it instead of just staying where I was the sensation depleted.
Lesson stop trying to stuff more in. Hmmm . . . . food, things to do in a day, more, more, more.
Keep it simple sweetheart (KISS)
I went back to read my title. Boy do I get off track!
Daily Bread had that as part of the passage today. I am striving to be svelte and fit (fit is good!) because of my worldly views, of my judgment of myself and vanity. Conforming to this world, as opposed to be transformed into God's image or the glory for God. Which in fact would be the very best thing for me.
God as I travel through this life may I in all ways be for your Glory. May my eyes always be set upon you and not myself.
Midnight till 4 a.m. apparently last night. I laid and prayed and tried to ease the pain through my ribs and back and hip and hamstring and knee. Somehow this is all connected. This time of spirit and movement being still and "knowing I am God". Its all of it, its being still, its movement, its in prayer and meditation.
My body requires movement and my spirit requires movement and meditation. Feldenkrais.
I realized in the wee hours that I figured out what the Holy Spirit was in Harry Potter (see last post).
Duh, I had been writing about it. A patronius. The patronius is the Holy Spirit. Within us and without us.
Guiding and leading and protecting.
As I was laying and resting and just letting my mind try to be still I was "seeing" only a large dark wall in front of me. When I finally thought of a patronius I began to imagine what my happiest times were. Or something that filled me. It was my children. My whole body cavity filled with a rush of energy, and as I added to it instead of just staying where I was the sensation depleted.
Lesson stop trying to stuff more in. Hmmm . . . . food, things to do in a day, more, more, more.
Keep it simple sweetheart (KISS)
I went back to read my title. Boy do I get off track!
Daily Bread had that as part of the passage today. I am striving to be svelte and fit (fit is good!) because of my worldly views, of my judgment of myself and vanity. Conforming to this world, as opposed to be transformed into God's image or the glory for God. Which in fact would be the very best thing for me.
God as I travel through this life may I in all ways be for your Glory. May my eyes always be set upon you and not myself.
Monday, July 11, 2011
Dementors, Patronuis - Symbolism in Harry Potter
We are currently launching a Harry Potter movie marathon. We are watching each movie in preparation for the last and final installment. BOO HOO! and wahoo at the same time.
Anyways, last night watching and imagining Harry as the sacrifice (The Christ figure as it were) and I realized that Dumbledor is placed as the God figure - Harry says in the Chamber of Secrets - Dumbledor is the greatest wizard, they all feel safe with him and know him to be the very best he is God.
So who is the Holy Spirit? (In quite reflection during the night I realized it was the patronius. The patronius is the spirit that guides and leads the characters.)
I am seeing symbolism in the movies and books I have never noticed before.
Also, watching Harry learn to think happy thoughts, and not just happy thoughts but the very best of thoughts to create a patronius to keep himself safe from the dementors.
Why can we not create our own patronius our own happy thoughts to keep the dementors from our own lives. Our own dark thoughts, that take us down dark trails, or the worldly experiences we are exposed to each day. Why not create our own patronius our own special shield to protect ourselves and create energy around ourselves.
We know the laws of attraction, we know our own thoughts (ego as it were) can take us to some dark places, we know our desire to be with God/Universe so why not create our own patronius through prayer and meditation.
When I am in dark/or sad places think happy thoughts. Mary Poppins, Pollyanna, Anne of Green Gables, any thing written by Louise May Alcott, all these stories have the same theme.
The concept of the triumph of good over evil of powerful happy thoughts is all around us. Perhaps we just need a reminder.
Anyways, last night watching and imagining Harry as the sacrifice (The Christ figure as it were) and I realized that Dumbledor is placed as the God figure - Harry says in the Chamber of Secrets - Dumbledor is the greatest wizard, they all feel safe with him and know him to be the very best he is God.
So who is the Holy Spirit? (In quite reflection during the night I realized it was the patronius. The patronius is the spirit that guides and leads the characters.)
I am seeing symbolism in the movies and books I have never noticed before.
Also, watching Harry learn to think happy thoughts, and not just happy thoughts but the very best of thoughts to create a patronius to keep himself safe from the dementors.
Why can we not create our own patronius our own happy thoughts to keep the dementors from our own lives. Our own dark thoughts, that take us down dark trails, or the worldly experiences we are exposed to each day. Why not create our own patronius our own special shield to protect ourselves and create energy around ourselves.
We know the laws of attraction, we know our own thoughts (ego as it were) can take us to some dark places, we know our desire to be with God/Universe so why not create our own patronius through prayer and meditation.
When I am in dark/or sad places think happy thoughts. Mary Poppins, Pollyanna, Anne of Green Gables, any thing written by Louise May Alcott, all these stories have the same theme.
The concept of the triumph of good over evil of powerful happy thoughts is all around us. Perhaps we just need a reminder.
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Insulin Resistance - http://rheumatic.org/insulin.htm
I have been reading about insulin resistance and I am wondering deeply about how it affects me and those around me. Eating too many refined carbs or carbs period and the craving etc. that follows.
I have read and re-read about diabetes, insulin, pancreas, etc. and I have been trying to figure all that out. More to the point understand how the body works. I get that the cells get overloaded and don't send the message to the brain etc.
But, the above link really really made sense to me. I guess I was ready for the message perhaps!
I have spent a life time of craving food, desiring food, obsessing about food and all that it brings. Really what it is is not the food. Its anything but. But, what I did figure out is this . . . I remember being a kid and having the craving I have now and not understanding it.
I WAS EATING TOO MANY REFINED CARBS FOR MY BODY (it was the 70's people)
My physio said to me recently that the injuries in my body were not my fault. I asked her what I was doing wrong. Nothing she said, it was my body. Hmmm . . that got me thinking. I am looking at myself being so weak willed and an awful human being with no control . . . when in fact (perhaps) its my body.
I have been eating too many carbs for too long and my body just can't manage. My heart is racing and I am getting a head ache even as I write this.
Okay . . . breathe, what next. Truly my chest is getting flip flops and a heat rush. Heh . . . hot flash.
Heart palpitations, flush . . . gotta love this body.
So back to looking at pure food, and I keep figuring that I am eating so well. And I am just needing to add more veggies low GI veggies.
I have been cruising the raw food sites and the spirit behind raw food.
I LOVE IT AND IT SPEAKS TO ME ON SO MANY LEVELS.
Back to basics.
I have read and re-read about diabetes, insulin, pancreas, etc. and I have been trying to figure all that out. More to the point understand how the body works. I get that the cells get overloaded and don't send the message to the brain etc.
But, the above link really really made sense to me. I guess I was ready for the message perhaps!
I have spent a life time of craving food, desiring food, obsessing about food and all that it brings. Really what it is is not the food. Its anything but. But, what I did figure out is this . . . I remember being a kid and having the craving I have now and not understanding it.
I WAS EATING TOO MANY REFINED CARBS FOR MY BODY (it was the 70's people)
My physio said to me recently that the injuries in my body were not my fault. I asked her what I was doing wrong. Nothing she said, it was my body. Hmmm . . that got me thinking. I am looking at myself being so weak willed and an awful human being with no control . . . when in fact (perhaps) its my body.
I have been eating too many carbs for too long and my body just can't manage. My heart is racing and I am getting a head ache even as I write this.
Okay . . . breathe, what next. Truly my chest is getting flip flops and a heat rush. Heh . . . hot flash.
Heart palpitations, flush . . . gotta love this body.
So back to looking at pure food, and I keep figuring that I am eating so well. And I am just needing to add more veggies low GI veggies.
I have been cruising the raw food sites and the spirit behind raw food.
I LOVE IT AND IT SPEAKS TO ME ON SO MANY LEVELS.
Back to basics.
Retreating into Defeat (From the Daily Bread)
Often I read something and it is the most perfect something I was meant to read. The message I was meant to have.
Retreating into defeat.
Whoa. I have never ever heard that put that way before. Profound. How often do I retreat into defeat? I look like I continue to push forward and I do, but, I can also retreat into defeat. In little small ways mostly.
Mostly around thoughts, small little thoughts. And we know where that goes. My thoughts become my feelings, my feeling my behaviors and behaviors and actions. Yikes. Not so small after all.
How to battle defeat - prayer.
Another beautiful day in Paradise!
Retreating into defeat.
Whoa. I have never ever heard that put that way before. Profound. How often do I retreat into defeat? I look like I continue to push forward and I do, but, I can also retreat into defeat. In little small ways mostly.
Mostly around thoughts, small little thoughts. And we know where that goes. My thoughts become my feelings, my feeling my behaviors and behaviors and actions. Yikes. Not so small after all.
How to battle defeat - prayer.
Another beautiful day in Paradise!
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