Gay Marriage

I heard on the radio the other day that France recently celebrated its first gay marriage - yay! What great news this is as France now joins 12 other countries that recognize gays as equals and as people who have hearts that love and desire to connect.

What I don’t quite understand is how anyone can hate the gay or find being gay disturbing? I guess because those that do aren’t gay and to them it’s unnatural. But have they considered that perhaps to a gay person being with the opposite sex is unnatural?

Do you think if a gay person had a choice they would choose to be gay, in this world! Why would they…?

I admit things are slowly getting better and in the past 10 years or so we as a society are accepting it more but I think it’s time we all embrace the gay! But not only the gay, everyone!  It’s time we accept everyone for who they are who they were born to be. I couldn’t imagine living a life where I was hated, treated differently and restricted just because I was born gay. 

I was born to only grow 153cm! Imagine if society had the belief that adults below 160cm were not worthy. Absurd. Yet how is this different than society restricting a man from marrying a man or a woman from marrying  a woman. We are not our bodies. We are beyond that. So much more than that. 

Love falls in love with another heart, another soul. Not the casing it’s in.

The Best Place To Be

Whilst in the kitchen tonight making dinner my eldest son asked me “Mum where is the best place to be” he told me to guess.

As soon as he asked me I had an idea of what his answer would be however I thought I would be smart and cheeky and answered “right here at home with mum”. He said “no” and that I had two more guesses as I had three. I’ll admit a part of me was a little hurt as secretly I was hoping that that was his answer. That his favourite place to be was at home with me.

So as I was running out of guesses I thought I would just guess it, what I assumed was his answer. So I answered “the best place to be is Disneyland or a place with lots of rides and rollercoaster’s”. He said “no”. I was shocked. I honestly thought that would be it.

So I was down to my last guess and I couldn’t think of the best place to be that my eldest (as an almost 7 year old) would want to be.  So I thought I’d answer it with my answer.

I said “the best place to be is with god”.

My eldest then looks at me as says a big “Yes”.

 I couldn’t believe it. I think I almost fainted. First that I had gotten the answer right but more so that this was his answer. Something so wise and well beyond his 6 and bit years.

I later asked my eldest why he had asked this question as it was such a random thing to come out with. I asked him if had learnt this at school today as I assumed he must have had religion today. He said that no one told him this he just knows.

Isn’t that just beautiful. Whether you believe in god or not there is truth in that. That the best place to be is with that part of ourselves that never dies. That part that knows, that source from which we all come,  and from which we will all return. What a beautiful insight by a 6 year old and what a gift it was to me. Bless that boy and his heart so pure.

Constant Rejection Will Make You Stronger

We so often base our own self worth from the opinions of others.  I know in the past I have always done this and its only now that I’m starting to realise that I am worthy just by being me.

When I was younger I remember going to clubs, mainly to get drunk so that I would have the courage to approach guys and hopefully find one to call my own. I needed one to love me and want me before I could be worth something. 

On those nights many young men rejected me. I would leave feeling utterly worthless, that I was not worthy of love and due to this rejection there must have been something so obviously wrong with me. I was faulty.

I can almost laugh about it now and see how messed up this was. Because I know that who I am is worth so much more than another’s opinion and approval. I am stronger now. 

At the time the constant rejection was very hard but I am grateful for it. Had I been loved and accepted every time I probably never would have been left to find the love I most deserve – my own. I would have throughout my entire life seeked others to love me for me to feel worthy of something. 

I have no idea why I’m sharing this really, it’s just something I know now that I wish I’d know then. 

I think of the many young girls and boys in this world who everyday battle with their own self esteem issues. I think of the young girls who feel as though they are nothing and not worth a thing because they aren’t loved, haven’t got a boyfriend or popular with many friends. My heart goes out to them because I remember their pain. But I also know their future and it will be worth living for.

Love Will Save Us

 A friend of mine today informed me about an incident that has occurred in London. I haven't watched the video or know anything about it but from what I gather someone was murdered. Brutally.

My friend said he hates living in fear, that this world is crazy and if it continues this way than he no longer wants to be here.

I don't blame him for feeling this way at all and I told him was that YES some seriously bad shit happens in this world but there is just as much love out there also - we just don't hear about it.

The news NEVER reports the love stories only ever the FEAR stories. The world needs love, not us to add to that fear by displaying it, talking about, showing it off etc.

I'm not in anyway saying to 'ignore' what is going on in the world I am just saying it doesn't need us to fuel it. Its time to reclaim our world with love, not fear. To tip the balance.

The world needs solutions, not displays. This world needs us. It needs us to step up and fight back, but not with weapons but with our hearts. To stop this craziness before it kills us all.

So I send love. I send love to all those in fear, all those hurting. I pray for them. I pray for this world but most of all I believe in this world and i believe in us as the human race. We were put on this earth to love, to give, to share, not to fear, take, and keep.

I am so very passionate about this because the world is relying on every single one of us to make that difference, to make a change and to take that step forward. Will you?

Two Minutes

Grateful I am for my microwave. 

It was almost 2pm today and I hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast. I went to the fridge and grabbed my lunch (leftovers from last night’s dinner) and reheated it. Two minutes.  Two minutes is all it took. 

As I waited I thought how good life is and how easy I have it that all I need to do is wait 2 minutes and my meal is ready and heated!

Imagine if it wasn’t for the microwave. Heating my lunch would be a different story and I’m pretty sure it would take much longer than 2 minutes. So grateful I am for microwaves and their convenience. Especially when I’m starving.  

Faith Is Jumping From The Roof

After eating lunch today I noticed Ben (our cat) on our neighbours roof. He looked quite concerned which I’m guessing was because he no longer wanted to be on the roof and was unsure how to get off.  I watched as Ben looked down, then up, then to the fence. He looked at the fence and knew it was his only way of getting down. He had to jump from the roof down onto a fence which was an inch thick if that, much narrower than any of his paws.

I looked at Ben who was in a panic and I knew it was crunch time. He was going to jump. I watched on my heart beating as fast as his as he made the leap out into the air and onto the fence. He landed, then slipped and only by gripping the top of the fence with his two front paws was he able to pull himself onto the top of the fence to safety. He did it!

As I watched him do this I realized that there is an example of faith! That is faith. He leaped and jumped in the sheer hope that he would land safely on top of the fence. There were no guarantees, just faith (and probably some serious cat praying) that he would land right where he intended.

Faith is an attribute of all of us. It’s one that we probably don’t use all that often and keep on the sideline for emergencies.  What Ben showed me today is that sometimes we need to take that leap of faith and jump in order to land exactly where are suppose to. Yeah sure we may miss but we will never get anywhere in life clinging to the safety of a roof. 

I think it’s time I jump. I’ve been sitting on a roof for too long. I love safety, I have to know that I won’t fail or fall before I jump.  I need to trust that if I do fall someone (or at least a fence) will be there to catch me. Faith.

The Peacock

How beautiful is the peacock!!

I was thinking about peacocks today. I know peacocks of all things. How random is that!! Anyway I was thinking about how beautiful they are, how colourful, unique and amazing their colours are. Yet you wouldn't know it or realise their beauty until they opened up and revealed it to you.

This had me thinking about how we are all like peacocks and that inside all of us is our own unique combination of beauty. Our problem most the time is that we don't reveal it or even know its there. Perhaps were to afraid to open up and show our true colours and true feelings to others. Or perhaps we think that there is nothing special about us.

The peacock could walk around thinking he is just another plain brown bird but he doesn't. He knows that there is something special about him, something so unique and amazing underneath his feathers. It is with that belief that he spreads and fans his tail to reveal the most magnificent array of colours. The peacock has confidence.

We as people doubt our own colours. I know I do. To often I try to be like others or I hide my own colors to embarrassed by how uniquely different I am. But what I've come to realise is that its my uniqueness, my 'colour combination' that makes me, me. Just as the peacock was made to spread its wings and show off its colours we were made to open up and reveal our own beauty.

You were never born to hide. You were born to be seen ♥

I Love You All The Same

Tonight when I put my eldest son to bed he asked me a question which I'm actually surprised he hasn't asked until now. He asked me who I loved more, him or his brother.

At first I answered with the typical mum response of "I love you both the same" but then I thought about it some more and told him that it wasn't possible to love him or his brother more. I told him that love is love and that you either love someone or you don't.

You can't love someone more than another person because love can't be measured and love is love. If it can be measured and put on a scale between loving someone a little bit and loving someone a lot then that isn't love. That is liking something or preferring something to another thing. Love is love, you either give it or you don't.

So for me it isn't even possible to love one of my children more than another. Yes you could have 'favourites' I guess and at times 'prefer' one child over another but you can never love one more than another because love isn't something that has varying degrees. Love is love. Your either in or your out.

In case your curious that answer did not satisfy my son. He was so much more confused then when he first asked the question. So I just said as simply as I could. Mum has one heart and one love. I love you all the same.

How I Use Facebook

I like most people have a personal facebook account and those that are friends with me on facebook will notice that I never post any negative status updates. You will also never read about me having a bad day. 

This doesn’t mean I don’t have bad days and it doesn’t mean that I am never negative. I am. In truth nowadays I am far more positive than I am negative but that is because I choose to be. I make a choice daily to be.

The reason I post only positive updates and about things I love is because I don’t want to pollute the world with any more negativity. In my opinion it has enough. I know how much I love reading others heartwarming and loving posts so I assume that other people too would much prefer to read something nice over something terrible.

Since starting these posts almost 3 years ago my life has changed dramatically. From the outside it appears as though nothing has changed but on the inside so much has changed. I hardly recognize the person I am these days, but I am loving her. This is also something I never would have admitted, said, and most definitely would never publicly declared before that I love myself.

I love myself because I forgive myself and I have learnt to accept that I am not perfect. Best thing I ever did was accept my own faults and admit that I had them.

I am no different than you, no better and no worse. If I can change then anyone can. You just have to first believe you can. Actually you don’t even need that. Just start with little things and everything else will fall into place. 

Believe me there is something so much more powerful than you can ever imagine that is on your side that wants only the best for you.