Born to Bloom

Have you ever thought deeply about a flower and the magic behind it?

Today I did.

Looking at a half opened bud I wandered in awe how its magnificence comes to be. One day its a closed bud, shut tight. The next day and the days that follows it open to its full beauty and potential.

What causes it to open? How does the flower know when to bloom and open itself to life?

The answer is, it doesn't, yet it does.

I personally believe that the power, intelligence and life force that flows through the flower causing it to open is the very same life flow that runs through us all. We are all as magnificent and wanderous as the flower. All we need to do is let life run through us so we can open to our own full potential, our glory, our own miracle filled life!

A lesson I too must remind myself at times. I admit, I am guilty of trying to stop the flow of life. I do this in many ways, one way is by refusing to accept the situation as it is. For example I will run, avoid or convince myself altogether that what is happening shouldn't. That  my way is the only way. Wrong. There is another way. Lifes way, and some may say Gods way.

Sometimes we just need to step aside to our own lives and let something bigger than us, more powerful than us take over. That is true surrender and when you surrender you are trusting in that very same power that made you come into existence. You were once a embryo, then a baby,  a child, and now an adult and all this magically happened without you doing a thing.

Life doesn't have to be hard. We only make it that way.

 Life is simple if you allow it to be. The flower blooms whether someone is looking or not, whether its a good day or bad. The flower doesn't care if the others in the bunch have already bloomed or if its not as brightly coloured as the bud next to it. It just blooms. It blooms because that is what it was born to do.

You too were born to bloom.  Trust that you will because there is no other choice.

That Voice In Your Head.

That voice inside my head that tells me I’m a bad mother, that I’m not good enough, that I should be doing more or be something I’m not. I don’t like it. I don’t want it.  However it’s there. It’s always there, telling me what to do. 

That voice isn't only in me, its in you to. I’m going to ignore mine, Its time to claim back my power.

I choose not to feel bad today. I choose to feel good. More accurately I choose not to be TOLD to feel bad today, especially by myself. 

We are funny creatures. Our own worst critic, our own worst enemy…

If We Could All Live Like The Birds ....

 

This morning I passed a tree full of birds and as I noticed yet another bird join the tree it had me thinking ....

I love how birds all live together happily and share the SAME tree. This tree was full of cockatoos, magpies, lorikeets, pigeons and possibly a robin or two. Not one bird claimed it as their tree and only for their particular species of bird. They are all shared it together in harmony and that is how I believe we all shall live on this earth. 

This earth isn't mine, it isn't yours ... its ours!

Doing Nothing Is Ok.

Work when there is work to do. Rest when you are tired. One thing done in peace will most likely be better than ten things done in panic .... I am not a hero if I deny rest; I am only tired. - Susan McHenry.

I read this today and how true is it for me. Especially this line

"I am not a hero if I deny rest, only tired".

I'm sure I'm not alone in this either. Trying to get as much as possible done in a day just because I feel I have to or because I want to be seen as someone who 'accomplishes'. A day spent doing nothing makes you no less a person, no less important than if you were to spend your day doing many things. Because ...

Its not the things you do that make you, you. But who you already are!

The Door To Your Happiness.

Today being the international day of happiness has had me thinking about happiness...

Happiness. Its a strange encounter. It comes, it goes, its there, then its not.

Where does it come from and where does it go?

Happiness comes from us, inside us. It is a feeling that wells up from within and spreads throughout our body leaving us feeling fantastic. When it disappears it goes nowhere, it can't. It isn't an object but a feeling. So today I have learnt that happiness starts and ends with me always.

Although things and people seem to make me happy, do they really? Or is it that they simply open the door to where my happiness resides?

I must find the key to that door. In fact I believe it is all of our missions to find that key so we can open the door to our happiness daily.

I Get Angry

I often get asked "Do you get angry?". Yes I get angry. I am human and I am also a mother, so getting angry happens. The only thing I have found is that now (compared to the old me) I am aware of it. I feel my anger and let it wash over me and know that I am not my anger.

It is so easy when angry to lash out but I don't. Its when I feel myself getting super mad that I realise that this is when I now have the choice. I can be angry, yell, scream, hit etc or I can choose not to be and react from a better place. 9 times of 10 I choose that better place.

The 1 time out of 10 that I don't? Well that's when you see me kicking Xboxs, banging walls and throwing potatoes at heads.. It happens to us all.

 And those examples I used were real examples. The potato incident? Ask my beloved other half - Luke. I missed thank god. I was 38 weeks heavily pregnant and mighty peeved at him, however that is no excuse. The truth is that I didn't know then what I know now ... how to control my anger!

Don't let anger control you. You are not your anger.

Billy Ray Harris

Billy Ray Harris

I heard a story yesterday that I wanted to share as it really warmed my heart and gave me faith in us and in humanity.   

You may have heard it but there was a homeless man in America who recently returned an engagement ring to its rightful owner after it was accidentally dropped in his begging cup. This lady Sarah had been out in her local city when she saw Billy on the streets begging. She gave him some loose change and kept walking. It wasn’t until later that day she noticed her very expensive and very valuable diamond ring was missing. 

She searched for it for days with no success then remembered Billy on the streets who she had given change to. She realised then that it must have fallen into his cup. So she went back to find Billy, most likely presuming he would no longer be there or if he was that he would deny that such ring existed. 

So it was to her utter surprise that when she approached him and mentioned that she may have left him something a little more valuable than just a few dollars change, that Billy looked at her and handed her the ring. 

Billy said that he didn’t notice the ring at first but when he did, due to its size, knew it was expensive and that the owner would some day return.

What a beautiful man but what I love most abou tthis sotry and what makes it even more beautiful and amazing is that a campaign has since started for Billy by Sarah.  So many people have come forward to help Billy by giving him little bits here and there. To date almost $172,000 has been raised for Billy.

More details can be found here

http://www.giveforward.com/billyray

 

This story gives me so much faith in the human race and how the world works. I honestly do believe that what you give is ultimately what you get back.

Billy Ray you are one beautiful man whom so many of us can learn from. Bless your heart.