During a Love Circle last year, we focused our attention on the creation of a Magical Creation Box. Pictured above is mine.

In looking at the photo, one of the prominate pictures is that of a retro mermaid that looks similar to a Cupey doll. I founds this image in a Cottage magazine. I fell in love with her. After all, isn’t she adorable? I proceeded to cut her out of the magazine and apply her to my box. Later, Kim said to me, “Wouldn’t it be cool if you actually found her somewhere?” Of course, I said it would be totally awesome, as she would fit right into our beach-themed condo.

While in Florida, on my magical island, I was at the flea market. It is a lovely flea market that happens only once a month. In 2011, I treated myself to an extra week on the island which resulted in me getting to visit the flea market a second time. Yeah!

The second time proved to be the charm because guess what I found? Yep. A little antique mermaid that looks really close to the one I asked for during the magical creation box exercise. And, the bonus was that not only did I get a little mermaid, I got a merman. Bonus!

Ask. Believe. Recieve:

If you’d like to learn more about The Magical Creation Box exercise, or have me lead your small group in creating your own boxes, please contact me. As you can see from this example, it is a powerful exercise - and, a whole lot of fun!

Do You Need a Hug?

I love this story! After returning from Florida, it has been important for me to preserve my tan. As such, I renewed my membership with Darque Tan. On dreary days, it just feels so darn good to be under the lamps.

One day, I went too long and the result was a burn. Ouch! Not good.

Several days after, I returned to the location closer to my home. Not *the* location of the incident. When I shared with Chris what had happened, he gasped and said,

“Do you need a hug?”

I paused for a moment, not expecting that reply. Quickly, I recovered and said, “Yes! I can always use a hug.” Chris promptly said, “Well then, let’s get this matter of business handled first.” He then came from behind the counter and gave me a big hug.

How awesome is that?

Imagine what our world would be like if offering a hug would be part of the problem resolution.

Sharing life and love through the eyes of a happy goddess . . . .
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Today would be my Grandmother’s 96th birthday. Following tradition, I would have sent a card, had flowers delivered, and spoken to her on the phone. Instead, I wake and remember all our treasured times.

As a child, Grandma would allow me to play “secretary” in Grandpa’s office. I would sit at this big desk and pretend to talk on the phone to clients. Prior to this, I would visit her bedroom closets and drawers to find my “costume.” Carefully, I would go through boxes and boxes of shoes to find just the right ones. Usually, they were this Asian-style pair that were delicately embroidered, with pointed toes, and shiny fabric. Going through her drawers, I would find baubles and beads to adorn my small self with. With the finishing touch being her mink coat. This was a ritual that we both enjoyed. Once Grandpa got home, all that stuff was placed into a drawer until his next day at work. The evening would end with dessert before dinner and neighborhood walks at dusk to glance into windows to see, “how everyone decorated.” Which, by the way, is something I still enjoy. Some things do not change.

During my late teen years, Grandma relocated to Florida. I found myself as a young adult, going there more and more often to spend quality time with her. I continued to wear her baubles and beads, shoes, and it also grew into her clothes and eventually, makeup. Ah, good times. The days of playing “office” were over. We moved instead into a space of enjoying fancy meals together, lounging at the beach, sunset cocktails, and long, long, long talks about my “problems.” And, something that continued were the walks at dusk to glance into windows.

What rituals do you share with people that you love that you can continue or share with others?

Interestingly enough, today I will be going to a fancy lunch. It just so happens that a very special little girl in my life just received a fancy new dress. Her wish was to go to “fancy lunch” with her Tia. So be it, and so it is. Today, on what would be my Grandmother’s 96th birthday, just as I did for so many years with her, I will put on the baubles and beads, shiny shoes, clothes and makeup, to dine out, have fun, feel pretty and maybe shop.

I know my Grandmother is really happy, I can feel it. For now I know, from personal experience, the joy she felt when she took me to the fancy meals. The ritual that she shared with me, that brought so much joy, and felt so incredibly loving, is now a ritual that I am able to share.

Interestingly, it is happening today on my Grandmother’s birthday. This is a ritual that feels really good, a sort of “pay it forward” experience. And, in a world where there is so much troubling us, it sure is nice to allow a happy ritual to override everything else.

May your day be filled with happy rituals!

This has become a funny sort of “catch phrase” for a friend and I.  We came to realize, in our conscious awareness and attention to word choices, that this particular phrase is used quite often.  Whenever we first greet each other to begin our connection, we sort of pause, take a deep breath, smile and say, “You know, there is a LOT going on.”

 

 

It’s true.  There really is a LOT going on.  This year is going by at a stunning rate.  It is already June! As time goes on faster and faster, the days streaming by quickly transforming into months, and months to quarters, it has been a year filled with things happening.  There have been really high highs and really low lows.   

 

Just this week, a long time friend texted to say that her husband had fallen down a flight of stairs and was airlifted to a hospital.  What? My friend would continue to text with updates.  He had blood behind the brain, a lung contusion, and had to be on a vent.  This all happened to them in one moment.  I was stunned.  My friend was scared. 

 

I sat with a few other friends this week as they shared with me their personal story.  The story developed as the result of a traumatic experience.  That one happening (in a moment) changed their lives forever.  

 

A desperate phone call came into me at 1:00 in the morning.  Something had happened and this person had “no where to go and no one to turn to.”

 

Yes! There is a lot going on.  The high times in life are typically easy to ride along with.  It’s sort of the “hands up in the air on a roller coaster” type feeling.   The low spots can be much more challenging.  We tend to turn to worry.  And, worry wears us down. 

 

The best tool that I have found in being there for someone else is to love and listen.  When I say that, I mean to get fully present and really listen to what they are sharing without judgment, interruption, taking it on, or feeling the need to fix it.  To really acknowledge that you have heard what they are saying.  This is powerful.  In doing so, it not only shows that you deeply care, it also provides the platform for them to work it out for themselves through the sharing.    

 

The next time you find yourself having the “there is a lot going on” conversation, I invite you to stop, smile, love and listen.  Then, release the worry to activate the prayers.

“Están pasando muchas cosas” Ama y Escucha

 

Esta se ha convertido una frase muy usual entre una amiga y yo. De repente me di cuenta de que esta frase en particular la hemos usado muy a menudo, siempre que nos encontramos. A manera de saludo y conexión, nosotros tomamos una pausa, respiramos hondo y comenzamos la conversación diciendo: “Sabes? Están pasando muchas cosas”.

 

 

Es cierto. Están pasando muchas cosas. Este año ha caminado a una frecuencia impresionante. Ya estamos en Junio! El tiempo pasa más y más rápido, los días se convierten en meses, estos en cuatrimestres y así. Este año en particular ha estado lleno de acontecimientos. Verdaderamente altos y bajos.

 

Tan solo esta semana, una antigua amiga me envío un mensaje de texto diciendo que su esposo había caído de un tramo de escalones y tuvo que ser trasladado vía aérea al hospital. Yo quede atónita mi amiga estaba muy asustada.

 

Tuve oportunidad de sentarme con otras amigas esta semana y conforme me iban compartiendo su historia personal, notaba que  la historia se desarrollaba como resultado de una experiencia traumática que había sucedido en un momento en el  que  cambio sus vidas para siempre.

 

Una llamada telefónica desesperada me llego a la 1:00 de la mañana. Algo había pasado y esta persona no tenía “a donde ir ni a quién recurrir”

 

En fin, están pasando muchas cosas! Los momentos “Altos” en la vida son típicamente fáciles de manejar. Es ese sentimiento parecido a cuando vamos con las manos en alto arriba de una Montana Rusa. Los momentos de “bajada” son los más desafiantes, tendemos a preocuparnos y la preocupación nos desgasta.

 

La mejor herramienta que he encontrado para estar ahí para los demás es AMAR Y ESCUCHAR. Cuando digo esto quiero decir estar completamente presente y realmente escuchar lo que te están compartiendo, sin juicio, interrupción o necesidad de arreglarlo. Pare realmente reconocer que tú has escuchado lo que te están diciendo. Esto es poderoso, al hacerlo no solo muestra que realmente te preocupas por tus amigos y seres queridos, sino que además les proporcionas una plataforma para que ellos mismos trabajen sus problemas a la vez que lo comparten.

 

La próxima vez que te encuentres ante la frase “Están pasando muchas cosas”. Te invito a que pares, sonrías, ames y escuches. Después libera la preocupación y activa las oraciones.

 

This blog is lovingly translated by Claudia Olmos. 

Este blog es amor traducido por Claudia Olmos.

 

 

~Sharing the magic of Life and Love through the eyes of a happy goddess.

 www.thehappygoddess.com

The lyrics to this song keep playing over and over in my head.  Written by Ziggy Marley, it has a happy undertone, positive message, and (clearly) catchy tune.  And, the idea resonates deeply with me.   

 

Julia Roberts chose different types of eggs, according to her different partners in a movie I once saw.  I chose religions.  I’ve been Episcopal, Lutheran, Non-Denominational, Catholic (even had a marriage annulled to achieve this), and have dabbled in Science of Mind; as well as, Unity.

 

I believe that the essence of each religion is LOVE. 

 

*In 2009, the Queen of Rock ‘n’ Roll, Tina Turner joined creative forces with two renowned musicians based in Switzerland, one of Christian background and the other Tibetan Buddhist.  The idea was to go beyond religion, beyond theology, to go “beyond the beyond.”  The project was about Oneness.  It was about allowing each to fully have their “religion” and combine talents to musically and collectively express love.  The result is an amazingly beautiful CD: Beyond: Buddhist and Christian Prayers.  I think this is a great example of having a common “religion” of LOVE.

 

With that said, today I am feeling loved and loving.  I am choosing LOVE as my religion.  And, with a song in my heart and a skip in my step, I’m gonna dance and sing to this tune all day. 

 

Happy Mother’s Day!   ©

 

 

AMOR es mi Religión

 

 

La letra de esta canción (Love is my religion) se mantiene dando vueltas en mi cabeza. Escrita por Ziggy Marley, esta canción tiene un matiz de felicidad, un mensaje positivo y (claro) una melodía pegajosa.

 

Así como Julia Roberts elegía diferentes tipos de huevos, de acuerdo a sus diferentes parejas en una película que vi una vez. Yo elegía religiones. Yo he sido Episcopal, Luterana, Undenominacional, Católica (incluso tuve que anular un matrimonio para lograrlo), y he ahondado en Ciencia de la Mente así como en Unity.

 

Yo creo que la esencia de cada religión es el AMOR.

 

 

*En el 2009 la Reyna del Rock n’ Roll, Tina Turner unió sus fuerzas creativas con dos músicos renombrados con base en Suiza, uno de ellos de origen Cristiano y el otro un Budista Tibetano. La idea era ir mas allá de la religión, mas allá de la teología, ir “mas allá de lo mas allá”. El proyecto se trataba de “Unidad”. Esto era casi como permitir que cada quien tuviera su “religión”, combinara sus talentos musicales y colectivamente expresara Amor. El resultado un bello y maravilloso CD: “Beyond: Buddhist and Christian Prayers (Mas allá de las oraciones Cristianas y Budistas)”. Yo creo que esto es un gran ejemplo de tener una “religión” en común  EL AMOR.

 

Con eso dicho, hoy me estoy sintiendo amorosa y amada. Yo estoy eligiendo AMOR como mi religión. Y con una canción en mi Corazón y un brinquito en cada paso, Yo voy a bailar y cantar esta melodía todo el día. 

 

Feliz Día de las Madres!

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This blog is lovingly translated by Claudia Olmos. 

Este blog es amor traducido por Claudia Olmos.

 

~Sharing the magic of Life and Love through the eyes of a happy goddess.

 www.thehappygoddess.com

 

All week, I have been raking leaves.  I am in Michigan preparing to attend my Stepfather’s memorial service.  At present, I am physically located at my sister’s house.  She has big oak trees and many leaves.  There are big wet leaves, pine needles, nuts, and lots of branches strewn all over her big lawn.  I decided to clear the area, remove the debris, and make it “pretty” for her.  The process has been very grounding; as well as, a sort of meditation.  As I rake and rake and rake, I have been amazed by what is below all that matter.  There are wee little violets, tiny bright yellow daffodils, new baby grass just beginning to turn green, and delicate little white flowers peeking through.  Just yesterday after having one day of exposure to the elements, all of these beautiful natural things, seemed to shine even brighter.  With the sunlight, fresh air, and the gunk removed these natural beauties were absolutely brilliant.  Each shining brightly in their unique self-expression. 

 

This really resonated with me: shining brightly in their unique self-expression.   

 

In this setting, I’ve also heard geese flying over making their loud and distinctive sound.  There have been ducks quacking, waddling, and swimming in and out of the pond.  In the early evening small bats flutter in the night sky delighting on tiny winged creatures.  And, big momma robins hop around on the ground looking for worms.  So many individual designs, different from one another; yet, sharing space and fully self-expressed.

 

This has been powerful for me.  A metaphor of my life.  For those of you that know me, I was the “sprinkled donut.”  Shared in a sarcastic way.  “Others” being the plain donut.  This lead to years of dimming my light so that people would “like” me.  I played small.  I gave others the credit.  I worked extra hard.  I waited in line after everyone else.  I became a pleaser, with everyone else’s needs coming before mine.    

 

I’ve allowed my sparkle and shine over the past 10 years.  I’ve done a lot of personal growth work.  And, just recently I had one of those moments when it showed up again.  I literally had someone say, “Please don’t stand next to me in the pictures you are too bright.” While I was wearing a bright orange top, it felt deeper than that.  The comment had hit an old nerve.  So, dutifully little Sandra stood on the other side of the photo, choosing to smile as big as possible, fully aware of my right to be a Light.

 

 

 

 

 

With each stroke of the rake, I realized that like the birds, grass, and delicate little flowers, we each deserve to shine in our unique self-expression.  Our creator created each of us as a unique design.  Once we remove the debris to breathe in the fresh air and allow the sun to shine upon us, it is our divine right to stand tall and shine brightly.

 

 

Namaste.

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Deja que tu luz brille!

 

Toda la semana, he estado recogiendo hojas. Estoy en Michigan preparándome para asistir al servicio en Memoria de mi padrastro. En este momento físicamente  me encuentro en casa de mi hermana. Ella tiene arboles grandes de Roble con muchas hojas. Hay unas hojas grandes y húmedas, agujas de pino, nueces y muchas ramas todas esparcidas  sobre su jardín inmenso. Yo decidí limpiar el área, remover los escombros y dejarlo “bonito” para ella. El proceso ha sido una buena experiencia, y también a sido un tipo de meditación. Mientras rastrillaba y recogía hojas, me he quedado sorprendida por toda la materia que había debajo. Encontré unas violetas pequeñitas, unos narcisitos de un amarillo muy brillante, pasto nuevo reverdeciendo y unas pequeñas y delicadas florecillas blancas asomando.

 

Solo hasta ayer después de haber pasado todo un día expuesta a la naturaleza, todas estas bellezas naturales, parecieron brillar con más esplendor. Con la luz del sol, el aire fresco y los desechos removidos estas bellezas naturales quedaron absolutamente brillantes. Cada una brillaba con su propia expresión. Y esto realmente me daba vueltas en mi cabeza “brillando esplendorosamente en su expresión individual y única”.

 

En este escenario, también me toco oír gansos volando con sus distintivas voces. Ha habido patos graznando, caminando y nadando, metiéndose y saliéndose del estanque. Al caer la noche note pequeños  murciélagos revoloteando en el cielo nocturno con deleite. Y una madre robin dando brinquitos alrededor del suelo buscando lombrices para sus hijos. Muchos diseños individuales, diferentes unos de otros, y aun así compartiendo el espacio y expresándose plenamente de manera única.

 

Esto ha sido muy poderoso para mí. Una metáfora de mi vida. Aquellos que me conocen saben que yo era la “dona con mucha azúcar, chispitas de colores y todas las cubiertas azucaradas que existen”, de una manera sarcástica, para “Otros” una dona simple.

Esto me llevo por muchos años  a apagar mi luz con la finalidad de “gustarle a la gente”, me desempeñe en la sombra dándoles el crédito a otros. Yo trabaje muy duro. Yo espere en línea a que los otros pasaran primero. Me convertí en una persona que complacía las necesidades de los demás antes que las mías.

 

Sin embargo he permitido que mi luz brille en los pasados 10 años. Para ello he hecho mucho trabajo personal. E incluso recientemente yo tuve uno de esos momentos en los que se repitió mi antigua experiencia, literalmente alguien me dijo “por favor no te pares cerca de mí en las fotos, eres demasiado brillante”. Mientras yo estaba usando una blusa naranja, lo sentí más profundo que una simple petición, pues el comentario había dado en un Viejo clavo. Entonces diligentemente la pequeña Sandra se paro en el otro lado de la foto, eligiendo sonreír con la sonrisa más grande y sincera posible, totalmente consciente de mi derecho a brillar.

 

Con cada pasada del rastrillo por el jardín, yo me di cuenta que así como los pájaros, el pasto y las pequeñas y delicadas flores, cada uno de nosotros merecemos el derecho de brillar en nuestra forma única de expresión. Nuestro creador nos creo a cada uno con un diseño único. Una vez que nosotros removemos todos los escombros para respirar el aire fresco y permitimos que el sol deslumbre sobre nosotros, recordemos que ese es nuestro derecho divino el levantarnos alto y brillar resplandecientemente!.

 

 

Namaste. 

Ama como si estuvieras muriendo 

 

Recientemente conocí a una mujer mientras compartíamos turno de trabajo en un fin de semana. Nosotros compartimos el espacio, teníamos intereses en común, incluso compartimos la mesa del desayuno con historias que nos hicieron  reír y reír mientras nuestra jornada comenzaba. Al final del fin de semana nos sentamos una junto a la otra en el círculo. Yo estaba  intrigada por su nombre y le pregunte de donde provenía, ella contesto, yo reí, nosotras reímos. El fin de semana termino. Unos días después supe que ella había muerto de un ataque masivo.

 

Cuando leí las noticias, pensé “Cielos un minuto estamos aquí y en el siguiente nos vamos”. Me sentía contenta de al menos haberle preguntado acerca de su nombre. El por qué espere el fin de semana completo para hacerlo?, no estoy segura. Yo solo estaba contenta de haberlo hecho. De otra manera nunca lo hubiera sabido.

La vida es así, esta lista para ser vivida y experimentada hoy. Solo mira toda la devastación y tragedia sucediendo alrededor del mundo.

 

 El sábado, después de que mi padrastro partiera de esta experiencia terrenal, yo tome una larga, larga, larga caminata. Me di la oportunidad de conectar con la naturaleza, escuchar el canto de los pájaros, sentir el viento en mi piel y de observar a la gente interactuar.

 

De regreso a casa, pare en el supermercado a comprar algunas cosas que necesitaba.

Mientras leía los ingredientes en las latas de comida para gatos, yo escuche la canción que estaba sonando, ni siquiera había notado antes que había música en la tienda; Cuando escuche la canción, escuche la letra “Tienes que vivir como si estuvieras muriendo”

 

Pare lo que estaba haciendo para escuchar cuidadosamente lo apropiado que venían esas palabras a la ocasión. Es verdad, uno nunca sabe cuando se nos acabe nuestro tiempo, nosotros no venimos con una fecha de expiración en nuestro paquete, todo es en el tiempo divino.

             

Con eso dicho, yo creo que va más allá de vivir como si estuviéramos muriendo. Yo creo que nuestra vida debería ser AMADA y apreciada como si estuviéramos muriendo.

 

Por consiguiente, yo elijo vivir y amar sin medida ni tiempo, Por favor únete!

♥ ♥ ♥

 

 

 

Each new year is a precious gift.  Love now.

Each new month is a precious gift.  Love now.

Every day is a precious gift.  Love now. 

Each moment is a precious gift.  Love now.

 

 

When is the time to love? Right now. 

There is no time to wait. 

The time to love is right now. 

Do it now.

 

LOVE! LOVE! LOVE!

 

Why the urgency? What’s the rush? After all, there is always tomorrow. 

 

Or is there? 

 

All around me, I am made aware of people that are leaving this earth experience.  For some, it is a slow transition, giving time for words/actions of love to be expressed.  For others, it is a sudden happening that changes everyone’s lives in an instant.  

 

What are we waiting for?  

 

The best time to do it and enjoy it and LOVE it is now. 

 

I was recently watching an old video of Dr. Leo Buscaglia.  He actually wrote a book that was entitled, Love.  He wrote it after teaching a class (at a major university) entitled, Love 1A.  He never imagined that he could get the title of Love; however, he holds the copyright to that title.  In the video, he shared a poem that one of his students gave to him.  It was written during the Vietnam war.  I thought it was very powerful and worth sharing – now!

 

Remember the day I borrowed your brand new car and dented it?

I thought you’d kill me, but you didn’t.

 

And remember the time I dragged you to the beach,

and you said it would rain, and it did?

I thought you’d say, “I told you so.” But you didn’t.

 

Do you remember the time I flirted with all the guys to make you jealous, and you were?

I thought you would leave, but you didn’t.

 

Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie all over your car rug?

I thought you’d hit me, but you didn’t.

 

And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal and you showed up in jeans?

I thought you’d drop me, but you didn’t.

 

Yes, there were lots of things you didn’t do.  But you put up with me, and loved me, and protected me.

 

There were lots of things I wanted to make up to you

when you returned from Vietnam.

 

But you didn’t.

 

~By Anonymous

 

 

 

In this moment, I invite you to be someone that “did.” Love now.  Forgive now.  Get out those nice dishes and use them.  Drink out of the fancy stemware.  Put on the exquisite dress and expensive shoes.  And, use that  special antique treasure!

 

The very best time to do it and enjoy it and LOVE it is now. 

 

♥ ♥ ♥

Cada Año Nuevo es un regalo precioso. Ama Hoy

Cada nuevo mes es un regalo precioso. Ama Hoy

Cada día es un regalo precioso. Ama Hoy

Cada momento es un regalo precioso. Ama Hoy

 

 

 

 

 

 

Cuando es el tiempo de amar? Hoy!

No hay tiempo que perder.

El tiempo de amar es ahora mismo.

Hazlo hoy.

 

AMA! AMA! AMA!

 

Porque la urgencia?  Porque la prisa? Después de todo, siempre hay un mañana…

 

…lo hay?

 

Todo a mí alrededor me ha hecho consciente últimamente de las personas que están dejando este planeta.  Para algunos es una transición lenta, dando tiempo a que  las palabras/acciones de amor sean expresadas.  Para otros es un suceso repentino que cambia las vidas de todos en un instante.

 

Que estamos esperando?

 

A menudo, nosotros tenemos unos platos encantadores, unas copas deslumbrantes, vestidos exquisitos, zapatos cotosos, una antigüedad especial u otra cosa que nos fue dado como un regalo pero “es muy especial” para usarlo. Porque?

 

El mejor tiempo para hacerlo, disfrutarlo y amarlo es ahora.

 

Recientemente estaba mirando un viejo video del Dr. Leo Buscaglia. De hecho, el escribió un libro titulado AMOR. Él lo escribió después de haber dado una clase (en una famosa universidad) titulado Amor 1-A. El nunca imagino que podía obtener el título de AMOR: como sea el posee los derechos reservados de este título. En el video el comparte un poema que uno de sus estudiantes le entrego. Este fue escrito durante la guerra de Vietnam. Pensé que era muy poderoso y valía la pena compartirlo hoy!

 

Recuerdas el día que me prestaste tu carro nuevo y lo abolle?

Pensé que me matarías, pero no lo hiciste.

 

Y recuerdas la vez que te arrastre a la playa

Y tu dijiste que llovería y llovió?

Creí que me dirías “te lo dije” pero no lo hiciste.

Recuerdas cuando coqueteaba con los muchachos para

Ponerte celoso y te pusiste?

Pensé que te irías pero no lo hiciste

 

Recuerdas cuando derrame la tarta de fresa

Sobre el tapete de tu carro

Pensé que me pegarías pero no lo hiciste.

 

Y recuerdas cuando olvide decirte que el baile era formal y tu

Llegaste en pantalones de mezclilla?

 Pensé que te marcharías pero no lo hiciste.

 

Si, hubo muchas cosas que no hiciste.

Pero me aguantaste, me amaste y me protegiste.

 

Hubo muchas cosas que quise hacer para compensarte

Cuando regresaras de Vietnam

Pero no lo hiciste.

 

-         Anónimo

 

 

En este momento, te invito a hacer una persona que “Ama” Hoy, perdona ahora.   Saca esos platos lindos y úsalos, Bebe de esas hermosas copas de cristalería fina. Ponte ese vestido exquisito, esos zapatos costosos y usa ese tesoro especial.

 

El mejor tiempo para hacerlo, disfrutarlo y Amarlo es AHORA.

♥ ♥ ♥

 

 

 

 

 

This quote was on a magnet, attached to the front of my refridgerator door for many years.  I see it on Quotable cards at many stores.  This morning as I was paddling through my kitchen in slippers, it crossed my mind.  Yes.  Beautiful things are felt in the heart.  And, one of those beautiful things are thank you notes.  Especially when received from a child, in their precious little handwriting. 

It’s Girl Scout cookie time.  Which is especially dear to me as I, too, was a Scout for many, many years.  

Not too long ago, I was at a resale shop and found an “old” brownie Girl Scout Handbook.  Inside is the Brownie Girl Scout Promise:
 
“I promise to do my best to love God and my country, to help other people every day, especially those at home.”    

Sounds good to me! I envision young girls gathering all over making their pledges to do their best.  That is awesome.  One of those “bests,” I believe, is showing love by offering up thanks.  Letting others know that you love and appreciate them.  

9-year-old Nicole and 6-year-old Mirelly did just that.   

There it was . . . With my name printed by a child, the thank you note.  Wow! My smile got wider.  My heart was happier.  These little scouts had done a beautiful thing!

They had done their very best.

Thank you, Nicole and Mirelly.  Today you represent two of the best and most beautiful things. 

 

 

 

 

Each one of us is a unique and divine expression of Life.  Just like snowflakes, leaves, blades of grass, and the bark on trees, we are all different. Yeah! Let’s embrace that.  Why would we work so hard to be like anybody else? When we do, we simply set ourselves up for disappointment.  I believe that we can change our hair, physical size, lift our chin, tuck our tummy, and even go to church … but, if we do not love and accept ourselves, we will never find true happiness.  

 

Being ourselves in a world where there is pressure to remake ourselves can be a challenge.  Disapproval of others can be a powerful deterrent; yet hardly a strong enough reason to choose to be less than who we are.  If we want to be happy, at peace, experience joy, and feel contentment, sooner or later we must exert our right to be accepted for who we are. 

 

 Each one of us is a unique and divine expression of Life.  Just like snowflakes, leaves, blades of grass, and the bark on trees, we are all different. Yeah! Let’s embrace that.  Why would we work so hard to be like anybody else? When we do, we simply set ourselves up for disappointment.  I believe that we can change our hair, physical size, lift our chin, tuck our tummy, and even go to church … but, if we do not love and accept ourselves, we will never find true happiness.  

 

Being ourselves in a world where there is pressure to remake ourselves can be a challenge.  Disapproval of others can be a powerful deterrent; yet hardly a strong enough reason to choose to be less than who we are.  If we want to be happy, at peace, experience joy, and feel contentment, sooner or later we must exert our right to be accepted for who we are. 

 

It is often said that we cannot give what we do not possess.  Therefore, it would make sense that to love another, we must first love ourselves. Yet, there persists the idea that to love one’s self is egocentric, destructive, and selfish.  Wow! Wouldn’t simple logic back up the notion that we can only give what we have and that the more we have, the more we can give?  It seems to make sense to me.

 

I have personally found that it takes a lot of energy to be someone else. Whew! Once I allowed myself to embrace my “warts,” life became a bit more ease-y.  In fact, when I decided to love myself and be myself, great love walked right into my life.  ♥

 

 

So, if you are looking for love, I suggest you begin by loving you.   

 

Sharing love and life through the eyes of a happy goddess. 

With love & gratitude, Diosa  

 

It is often said that we cannot give what we do not possess.  Therefore, it would make sense that to love another, we must first love ourselves. Yet, there persists the idea that to love one’s self is egocentric, destructive, and selfish.  Wow! Wouldn’t simple logic back up the notion that we can only give what we have and that the more we have, the more we can give?  It seems to make sense to me.

 

I have personally found that it takes a lot of energy to be someone else. Whew! Once I allowed myself to embrace my “warts,” life became a bit more ease-y.  In fact, when I decided to love myself and be myself, great love walked right into my life.  ♥

 

 

So, if you are looking for love, I suggest you begin by loving you.   

 

With love & gratitude, Diosa