Wacky Writing Wednesday


I’ve been busy this week, so busy that I have had not a second to write for Muse. I am convinced my muse is on vacation in the Cayman Islands somewhere, because I feel the block. I hope to join my Muse soon, maybe share a drink?

What has kept me so busy?:

Summer Camp Fund!! 

My son’s Summer Camp Fundraiser for one.  I’ve been helping William promote his Fanpage The Camp Experience and building a website. I’ve been Tweeting and sharing, helping to get him sponsorships to get to Camp Amy Molson this summer.  WOW!  So much positive feedback, and we are so blessed with the support and sponsorships we have received so far.

In addition, I am offering free Doreen Virtue Angel Oracle Card readings straight into you inbox (for a week)  for any donation of $5.00 or more, and for a $25.00 donation you can choose between a free dream interpretation OR Oracle Card readings for a whole month! (excluding weekends).

YES!! The fabulous Christiana Kanaki, from Under A Sacred Tree, is donating all her proceeds from her Etsy shop this week to help fund my son’s camp experiences. You can find Christiana here or here.

For more on my son’s experience and how to give go to:  The Camp Experience, and click on Our Story.

Dream Interpretations:

I have 2 dream interpretations in my inbox. Although 1 is short, it seems to hold the key to my client’s next step into her journey.  So I want to take the time I need to focus on her dream.   All the dreams I receive are so amazing.  They all tell such a different story, yet, it remains, that these stories are truly a mirror of what is going on in our waking lives.

Writing Prompt!

Jennifer Shelton from FemCentral is hosting a writing prompt which is totally igniting my passion for writing, the thing is, this writing prompt is different (for me) than the ones she has hosted previously, and I am letting my imagination run wild.  I am almost done my first draft, however, I feel the need to tweak, pinch, and make it better.. It is due at midnight tonight.. I got to get rocking on the editing. WOO!

Giving a different perspective to a fairy tale is what this writing prompt is all about.  Jennifer writes:

“Tell the tale from another point of view – the one that seems to speak to you most pointedly or the one to which you have the most aversion.  It is not necessary to tell it from the perspective of the hero or heroine – even the pumpkin and the glass slipper in “Cinderella” have something surprising and unpredictable to say. If you are a woman, tell the tale as if you are Hansel lost with your sister Gretel in the woods; if you are a man, take Gretel’s point of view. Tell the tale as if you are the step-mother in Snow White, or are Bluebeard, or Rumpelstiltskin, or the king who wants gold spun from straw, the prince coming through the brambles to awaken Sleeping Beauty, or the Giant’s wife in “Jack and the Beanstalk.”

So without giving away the story, I can tell you that I am writing about Rapunzel.  Something in her tower is telling the story!

If you have time to try this out, the prompt is due today.  You can find the info here.

Creating, creating, capturing and creating!

I’m addicted to taking pictures and creating art with them on PicMonkey.  PicMonkey is free right now, so I am busy taking advantage of this service while it lasts.  I am considering paying for it once the free time is up, however, now my soul is busting with the urge to create create create.. so I am capturing close up, the world around me, and creating works of art.

I have a project I am working on for my photographs … So stay tuned! There is an Etsy shop in my future!

My happy happy loving Computer (laptop) 

Many of you know I have had tons of hiccups with my computer since last summer.  Some things seemed to have fixed themselves (God intervention I am sure).  Also this winter my friend Daniel was kind enough to send me a new power cord, since my other burned out literally, and my battery is totally drained.  Now, my connections USB, power, etc.. are starting to short out too, so I am looking for MORE divine intervention.  I love my Laptop and we really need it here for work and school!

This is my wacky Wednesday writing, hope you have an amazing day!

Tomorrow I will have an interview with Sarah Elle Elm, author of the new book Prismatic.

Blessings

Today – A Short Poem


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j“Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened.”  Dr. Seuss

Today, when  tears begin to fall, release is near..


Release is near when you feel your heart ache and it is difficult to breathe…

Breathe in the  freshness and let the  staleness expire…

Staleness expires, and opens up your soul for love, and reception..

Reception of all that is coming to you…

All that is coming to you is the greatness we all deserve…

We all deserve to be recognized, valued and cherished…

Cherish what you have right in front of you…

In front of you lies the secret of your happiness…

Your happiness is not dependant on others…

Others do not define you, choose wisely those in which you accompany..

Accompany yourself on this journey and enjoy the adventure…

Because it is in the adventure which passion lies..

Lies are not to be told on this road, but the road of truth awakens…

Awaken to you heart and what it is telling you…

Tell yourself to release those tears which bind you today..

Today is that day!

Counting my blessings one at a time ❤

Finding Creativity in Nature’s Details


I learned that the real creator was my inner Self, the Shakti. …. That desire to do something is God inside talking through us”  ~Michele Shea

This morning as I sat looking at the blank screen, I asked my Goddesses above to inspire me to write something, ANYTHING.   The word which keeps popping in my head is creativity, and I thought out loud:

“Creativity! You want me to write about creativity?”

So, now, I must get creative… let the magical brain waves flow..

…and then I got to thinking of the walks I’ve been having with my mom this week, this led me to think about Spring!

It is true, those who know me, know I LOVE winter. Winter allows me to cocoon, to seek comfort, to find joy in the little things, however, it is the season of spring which inspires me most. Nature’s awakening never ceases to amaze me.  There is something quite creative about spring which makes me feel alive and empowered. Plus, this year, I am paying extra attention to this magical season by documenting the buds and birthing of the leaves, flowers and blossoms, by capturing the awakening on digital film.

(You can get access to my FB photos here, here and here. I hope the links work, let me know if they don’t)

Yet, spring, is not in all you see… it is about what you hear (the bird’s laughter), what you sense (like a cool breeze) and what you smell (those lilacs rock the aroma world!).  It is really paying attention to what is going on around you because it is moving at a very quick rate.  God (or whatever spirit you believe in) has put together this dance during spring, where birds, bees, buds, flowers and trees gently Waltz together to create this marvelous scene which captures my senses and brings out the need to create in myself.

For the past few days, every morning and every evening, I inhale the sweet smell of blossoms and lilacs, this event (and yes it is an event) lasts merely two weeks, but how wonderful to walk each dusky evening and breathe in the aroma God has created  which admittedly,  I wish I could put in a bottle for future use.  To me, this is creativity ..natural unfolding creativity…

Imagine if earth had its own form of “writer’s block”?  or decided it wasn’t producing sunsets for 6 months because it was depressed?  The world would be in shambles!!!

I just pulled out The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron, looking for her take on creativity.. She writes:

“Creativity is God energy flowing through us, shaped by us, like light flowing through a crystal prism. When we are clear about who we are and what we are doing, the energy flows freely and we experience no strain.  When we resist what that energy might show us or where it might take us, we often experience a shaky, out-of-control feeling.  We want to shut down the flow and regain our sense of control.  We slam on the psychic brakes”

So imagine all the years spent stifling my creativity.. I was numb, restless and so hard to live with.  It was the death of me, inside, thus my depression roared even louder.

As I allow my creativity to flow, to be unleashed by the spring of life, I find myself feeling so alive, really, like a flower blossoming under May’s purple sky.  What surprised me during this process is how easy everything I need to create is already available. Camera, markers, magazines to cut, journals, blog, pens, paper and string.. ribbons, paint and buttons.. It is all THERE!  This is why spring amuses me so, it does not  need money or coaching to become or to grow..  Spring happens, it just is.  Spring.. is my muse.

How magical is that?

Julia writes:

“One reason we are miserly with our selves is scarcity thinking.  We don’t want our luck to run out.  We don’t want to overspend by anthropomorphizing God into a capricious parent figure.  Remembering that God is our source, and energy flow that likes to extend itself, we become more able to tap our creative power effectively.”

So the next time creativity urges you.  Next time you feel restless and insecure, or do not know which outlet to use.. Take a walk, in Spring, Summer, Fall or even Winter, and look at the details the Universe has created for you to take inspiration from.

“Look and you will find it — what is unsought will go undetected.” ~ Sophocles

As I walk to the water this evening with my mother, I will pray for all of us to find inspiration this Spring, and reclaim who we are meant to be..

AND lets figure out how to bottle the Lilac/Blossom scent!  I think we could make millions!

Slip Sliding Away


“Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness. How do you know this is the experience you need? Because this is the experience you are having at the moment.”
Eckhart Tolle

Sometimes, in the course of healing, something happens to bring you off course. The picture of a person walking down the street on a gorgeous winter day comes to mind.  They walk content, breathing in the fresh air, the beauty of the snow on the trees is breathtaking, children are busy building snowmen, and if you look towards the horizon, the sun is gently setting giving the snow a yellow hue… then suddenly, while lost in thought, they lose their footing and frantically start slipping on the ice which was hiding underneath the freshly fallen snow.. I see this person frantically trying to keep their balance in order not to fall on the hard surface below, and with one swoop of an arm, and good reflexes, they stand upright, shaken but not stirred.

This is how I feel right now.. shaken:  Time to “ground” myself focus on the NOW.

My first instinct is to find my ground, to take out my toolbox, and to remind myself that “this too shall pass”.  However, when I see the veil right in front of me, trying to fix itself over the chestnut brown of my eyes, I am afraid.  I try to fight these feelings, yet as I fight, they get stronger, yet, I fear if I let the veil envelop me, I will fall, slip and find darkness again.

Then the blaming starts!

“Oh Kim, you must have done something wrong on your path for you to feel depressed again” Shouts my mind!

“See, you procrastinated, and now look what happens, you fail”  My Fox News ego speaks (an unreliable source I may add) .

“Who will love you when you are not broken”   My tape plays….

I thought I threw them out!

“Acknowledging the good that you already have in your life is the foundation for all abundance.”
Eckhart Tolle, A New Earth: Awakening to Your Life’s Purpose

It is wise to say, when going through depression, or any life challenge,  there will be times when the scenery will not always be pleasant, and one may lose their footing. The tendency to want to “beat” ourselves up is strong.. well at least in my case.  I found myself this week, ruminating, obsessing, worrying, and just focusing on the things I haven’t accomplished, or procrastinated on instead of looking at the things I have done.  I mean, I have not let everything go when I am in these moods.  I still cook, clean, support and love my children, pay bills, write, decorate, encourage my friends, talk to my mom, walk, laugh, sing, and relax with a good book.

Switching my focus, helped me switch on the light, when I started to feel the veil of darkness come over me.

BUT!! Who will catch me when I fall?

This is the most challenging part.  I have always been in co-dependant relationships and friendships.  My self-esteem was so low at one point that I never thought that alone, I could do things for myself.  There were also many co-dependants with me on my ride, so I had to cut off many from my life, some out of love, some out of necessity.  So when you are at the stage when it is time to create new friendships, but the trust is not there yet.  What to do?

This is my worst fear, I had a little scare a couple of weeks ago (an old health problem) and thought I may have to go to the emergency.  I called my daughter home from school just in case, so she could be here when my son got home.  I never ended up needing to go, things healed, however, this brought up a new fear. Who would be here if something happened?  Who would watch the children?  Who would feed them and send them to school?  Their father is not in the picture much, my mom lives in Ottawa?  My best friend already has 4 kids?

What if ? What if ?  What if?

Negative what if’s can be deadly… UNLESS, you change them.  Yes, it is good to plan for things that may arise, however, if I changed my what if’s to .. What if things work out?  What if my children take great care on their own?  What if I get a surprise visit from my mom? What if I stay healthy? What if… You get the picture.   This would be admitting that I trusted the Universe to take care of things as they arise, and that I have the right to continue my journey without worry, as long as I continue to take care of myself, and my children.

Wouldn’t it be nice… to completely surrender?

There are things I need, friendships, hugs, kisses, comfort, companionship, sharing, and activities that make me feel good.  I need to pray, to drink lots of water, to pray, and to surrender.. did I say pray?   Yet, it would be nice to just be able to ride this life without worries about money, health, relationships, and love.  Yet, I know there will be a day when I do not “slip” into these bad habits anymore, or if I do, they will be in passing.  I am a spirit in a human body after all!  The mind is strong, and loves to keep me on my toes, however, what I know for sure, is that I want to buy myself some cleats to protect me from falling, yet we cannot predict a fall, and cleats are uncomfortable.  That would feel like wearing helmet on my head every day just in case?  Not wise, plus it would hide my purple streaks!  I can’t do that!

Uncertainty:   I must accept you!

There are actions I can take to help me feel more secure, this would mean, getting regular check ups, finding a “go to” person in case of emergency, continuing my therapy, and making sure I do not put things off for too long, such as, doing my taxes (which I have been).  Most importantly, when I start to slip, I may call out to you so I can hang on for a little while.. not to depend on you, but to feel your support until the ice melts, and the veil lifts.  I promise I will do the same in return.

Is that ok?

What do you do when you feel like you are slipping?  Who are your “go to” people?

Earthday – Wishing by Ellen Wheeler Wilcox


In honor of EARTHDAY, I am sharing a poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox which I found in one of my mom’s old prayer books.  I fell in love with this poem over 25 years ago, and never did any research on the author.  So here is an excerpt from WIKI.

“Ella Wheeler Wilcox (November 5, 1850 – October 30, 1919) was an American author and poet. Her best-known work was Poems of Passion. Her most enduring work was ” Solitude“, which contains the lines: “Laugh, and the world laughs with you; Weep, and you weep alone”. Her autobiography, The Worlds and I, was published in 1918, a year before her death….”  continue here.

Wishing

 Do you wish the world were better?

Let me tell you what to do.

Set a watch upon your actions,

Keep them always strait and true.

Rid your mind of selfish motives,

Let your thought be clean and high.

You can make a little Eden

Of the sphere you occupy.

 

Do you wish the world were wiser?

Well, suppose you make a start,

By accumulating wisdom

In the scrap book of your heart.

 

Do not waste one page on folly;

Live to learn, and learn to live.

If you want to give men knowledge,

You must get it ere you give.

 

Do you wish the world were happy?

Then remember day by day.

Just to scatter seeds of kindness.

As you pass along the way.

For the pleasure of the many,

May be ofttimes traced to one,

As the hand that plants the acorn

Shelters armies from the sun.


Ella Wheeler Wilcox From: Poems of Power, 1901

“…the care of the earth is our most ancient and most worthy and, after all, our most pleasing responsibility. To cherish what remains of it, and to foster its renewal, is our only legitimate hope.”

Wendell Berry

Lets take care of our earth!  Happy Earth Day!

Rocks Rock my World


A pile of rocks ceases to be a rock when somebody contemplates it with the idea of a cathedral in mind.” Antoine de Saint-Exupery


I love rocks!  Big rocks, little rocks, pebbles, gems and crystals.  As I was cleaning out my candle holder (it is full of rocks) I started playing with them in my hands.  They felt cold, and smooth to the touch.  I like the clanking sound they make as I let them drop back into the glass bowl.

Then I asked myself.  Where does this love for rocks come from?  Looking back, way back, I used to spend lots of time in Saint-Adolphe d’Howard and Magog.  My grandfather and aunt owned cottages in those towns, and I spent much time on their lakefront beach.

I remember gathering rocks into piles.  However, before I would choose which rock would go into my pile, I specifically remember inspecting each rock really closely. I would wonder how God made them, because, rocks are hard, and each of them very different.  I loved the see through ones, I thought they were diamonds.

“Mom mom.. Look I found a diamond!!” I would eagerly cry as I ran to show her.

When I found a pink rock magic would fill my soul.  Then some looked like they had gold in them.  Did I find a treasure?

I was attracted to rocks so much as a child that I even tried to sell them.  Yep, when I got home from the cottage one year, I took out my most treasured rocks and set out to sell them door to door.  Making money, around the age of 7 or 8, was such a pleasure.  I set out with my little bag, knock on the door, and believe I had something important I had to share with these people.  MY ROCKS!!  I did sell a few, probably because the people who bought them thought I was cute.. Mostly, though, the adults would laugh and politely say no thank you.

I went home that day with most of my rocks, yet I was so excited that one or two adults saw the love I had for these mysterious creations of God.  With 50 cents in hand, I went out and bought lots of candy!

My love for rocks still exists.  I always keep enough to play with in my home, and use some to decorate my candle holders.  They are a reminder strength, and endurance. I just bought myself a necklace with rocks in it!   Rocks stand the test of time, and most important, that one grain of sand among thousands that makes up one rock, may have lived a million years ago… you never know!

There are many rocks and crystals with healing powers, I know, but these simple rocks and my love for these pebbles, heal me in ways I could have never imagined, and I am grateful for them.

What symbolism do you put on rocks?  What comes to mind when you think of them?

Moving Day!


“What the caterpillar calls the end the rest of the world calls a butterfly.”

~Lao Tzu~ 

 For the next few weeks, the children and I will be starting another chapter in our lives.   I close this book, like I close all books I’ve enjoyed reading…I hug and kiss the book with a sense of sadness that its over, and anticipating the next “good read”!  All good books have chapters we want to rush through, or paragraphs that make us angry.  They have passages where we laugh, and some where we cry, yet all good books leave us with a story… a memory… and inspiration. 

As I leave this chapter in my life.. I leave with no regrets.. no resentments … no sense of loss.  I leave here warm hearted knowing!! Yes KNOWING that this is where exactly where I am supposed to be.

I have let go of my baggage, cleansed my soul, and leave a hint of love in this place I called my home. 

I leave grateful…

I leave proud…

I leave knowing I am the author of my life.

Love and light

See you in a couple of weeks!