This little light of mine…


Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle,
and the life of the candle will not be shortened.
Happiness never decreases by being shared.
– The Buddha

 

I feel like I’ve lost some of my light. I must admit I’ve felt this way for a few years, yet just recently, I seem in a big hurry to “lighten-up” (no pun intended). It’s almost cyclical for me. I go on a 9-year stretch, and then bam! I’m back to working on the thing I’ve worked on years before, albeit with more wisdom and ease. I’ve been reading books and blogs again, writing again, reaching out again… and I even took an online course called ROOTED with Megan Monique who was kind enough to show me the way. This course was the beginning of renewing my essence. I learned to breathe, communicate and let out my creativity. The latter is probably the one I have neglected the most… My creativity needs to shine daily!

So what steps am I going to take to find this light of mine? Well, I started this year by making a bucket list of things I want to do in 2011. The disappearance of light started when I stopped doing all the things I really love to do. Then again, I could say it started when I was fulfilling everyone else’s needs but mine. You can say I’m somewhat of a martyr. This is the list I made:

  1. Going out to a movie,
  2. Going to at least 1 concert;
  3. More girls nights;
  4. Time alone (just by myself);
  5. Nurturing the relationship with the BF.

I didn’t include my kids here because I spend most of my “doing time” and “quality time” with them and for them.

Nurture myself is the next thing. Taking care of my body, being mindful when I dress, putting some makeup on to feel pretty are all things I kind of stopped doing. I don’t own pretty clothes, because I do not take the time to go buy pretty clothes. I don’t have pretty hair, because I don’t take the time to get a haircut. I have skin tags I hate, but I don’t take the time to get them removed by a dermatologist. Those are HUGE examples of me not LOVING myself. I must feel worthy of all of this in order to move forward.

Therefore, this is where I’m at. I’m at the point of renewal. I’ve seen this in my horoscope, on friends FB pages, on twitter.. The message is loud and clear! It is that time for me again. Time to shed my snakeskin.

Please feel free to share with me your insights. How to you keep from going stale? What are you renewal rituals? Your input will help me find my way.

Love and light

Summer Camp


There is something very special about being away from your parents for the first time, sleeping under the stars, hiking and canoeing.
Jami Gertz quotes

I have never been to summer camp.. Well with the exception of going for a week with my whole grade six class, however, I do not count that experience as a major event in my life. Both my children have gone to camp, my daughter has stopped, however, my son has the Camp Bug, and looks forward to going every year.

William, now 12, aspires to be a camp counsellor in 4 years, so this will be his last year as a regular camper, next year he will be a CIT (counsellor in training). Usually, our family receives a scholarship and help from family to get William there, however, this year the scholarship is not available. Therefore, we need to look outside our circle of friends and fam for help.

It is such a great experience for Wil to go to Camp Amy Molson. Many underprivileged children go there, and he feels like a guide to these kids since he is older now. My son is ADHD, thus the reason he was getting a scholarship.. The respite used to be for ME and not him! Yet now its all for him! I miss him when he goes to camp. If you go a year back into my posts, you can see some of the things William has gone through.. It has been tough for him. So going to camp is a vacation away from me and all the “Do this William do that” and “William!! Did you break that glass?” “William focus!” “William get to bed.. Brush your teeth… pick that up!” Because we constantly try to help him concentrate on the task at hand, especially during the school year!

So, with help from all of you, even if it is just in prayer, we can help make my son’s dream come true. Maybe he will even be able to go to 2 sessions this year, who knows?…

If you want to help you may use the ChipIn page or just send me an email at: kim.larocque@sympatico.ca or go to his Facebook Page The Camp Experience

With love

Kim

Moms are a soft place to fall. My most cherished memory.


I remember my mother’s prayers and they have always followed me. They have clung to me all my life. ~Abraham Lincoln

I wrote this not long ago, and wanted to share with you my MOST cherished memory with my mom as a child.  I thought since Mother’s Day is tomorrow, this would be an appropriate time to post it.  Please note I changed our names.

‘’Mom, can we do our nightly prayer tonight?’’ she asks. “Sure Penelope, just let me finish putting your little brother to bed’’. Penelope loves when her mom tucks her in. It gives her those butterflies, which run from her tummy all the way down to her toes. She can’t help but get crazy excited every time and frantically kicks her feet under the blankets to let the silly’s out. When her mom arrives, Penelope is hiding under the covers. “Oh dear! Where did Penelope go?’’ teases Joan. “Penelope, Penelope where are you?” “She’s gone outside”  whispers a little voice from under the covers. “Oh no! Not outside my little angel will get cold’’ as they banter back and forth Penelope finally emerges from the covers: ‘’ Mom I’m here!” she yells. ‘’Oh my’’ says Joan. “I thought you disappeared. I was worried”. “Don’t worry mommy. I’ll never EVER leave you.”

Penelope couldn’t imagine leaving her mom, that would be to scary, however, she loved to play little tricks on her mom as it kept her in the room longer.

“OK Penelope’ time for sleep” Joan says as she tucks the blankets under her daughter’s body making them all tight. “But mom! Our prayer? You start and I will repeat K?” “K” and Joan starts to recite:

“Hail Mary, full of grace. The Lord is with thee.
Blessed art thou amongst women,
and blessed is the fruit of thy womb, Jesus.
Holy Mary, Mother of God,
pray for us sinners,
now and at the hour of our death. Amen”

….. Then I would fall asleep, dreaming of Mary with her long blond hair keeping me safe and lulling me slowly to sleep…

J

Happy Mother’s Day!

Manifestation.. sometimes its just that easy!


I woke up this morning all groggy and whatnot.. I quickly reminded myself before falling asleep last night that I had to set my intention before getting up.. sooo…

I said: “Today I am going to have a great day with the “grade 5 class from hell” everyone is talking about!”

No no no.. that wont work… rewind and restart: “Today I am going to have a great day with the kids, they are calm, responsable and helpful children”

Thats it. I Got up .. got dressed… got my son up (almost .. he was still in bed when I left) and went to class. I met their teacher as she was picking up her pencil case to go to her meeting. She said: “Have a nice day.. but.. hmm… they are, or can be.. well.. kinda “bad”!

I quickly changed that sentence in my head and repeated the intention I made early in the morning before I left…

Well guess what?

I had an amazing morning with the kids. They worked so well they finished their work ahead of time.. so after recess I allowed them to play quiet games, read or draw. One student said to me: “I don’t know why.. but usually our class is bad with subs..” Then turning to her friend she says: “Don’t you agree she is the best sub we had all year?”

I smiled… and chuckled.. they didn’t even have a clue.

🙂

God analogy


My brilliant friend reminded me in her blog post today about our oneness with the Universe, and how we all fit together.  I made a comment on her blog about how I would explain God (the Universe, The Universal Conciousness whatever it may be you call it), to my children when they were teeny tiny little souls.  She deemed my idea BRILLIANT! So I wanted to share it here with you. 
When my children were little, they used to ask me “Mom what is God? (or the Universal Conciousness, or whatever you may call it.. my kids call it God)

“You see this oil I just poured in this cold pot of water. This is our souls, or pieces of God floating separately. When the water starts heating, our souls start blending together to create ONE. Sometimes one little tiny piece takes longer to connect than the others. This I my concept of the Universe”My kids loved this analogy and understood completely.

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I really do feel connected.. whether with my family or virtual friends.  It amazes me how I ”feel” those not close to me as if they were there.. as if I knew them before …  No questions asked.. . I’m enjoying this brilliant experience!

 

Listening to a Sunday morning in April


Illustration by Larry Roibal

I hear the Canadian Geese this morning, their song whispering through my window. The tick tock of my clock rocks me back into a lingering sleep. I awake again to my coffee gently brewing… sending waves of rich aroma into my room. Oh how I love you Sunday morning, because I can listen to my soul speaking to me and telling me today I am… and I can… and I will…

So much possibility.

So let the sunshine in!


let it in

Its been quite a tough time lately for many of us.  Since Haiti last year, I’ve been pondering the question about our future and how we all connect somehow.  For some reason, I’m starting to see a pattern of destruction which somehow is bringing us closer together.

Is it me, or does Japan seem closer to us right now? Right before the earthquake and tsunami, Japan was a land far far way.  Today, I sense its presence, almost like the people in Japan were my neighbos.  Haiti, Chili, Lybia, Egypt all those places so distant are now right here in my backyard.

Is it me or do you feel it?

Social media, like Facebook and Twitter, has enabled me to send my positve energy to those far away places and so many have assembled to do the same. I have made some new friends and the conscious connection is getting wider and wider.

We are more ”one” than we think.  We are distancing ourselves from separation due to religion and we are now seeing our humanness.. our souls.  We are closing in as meditation and prayer bring our consciousness to connect.  I feel what they feel to a lesser degree, but I still feel it.

Our love will shine through, and I really do think this is not the end but the beginning of something completely different.. Something only our souls will recognise.. not our eyes. 

Let the sunshine in dear friends, even if it hurts the eyes.

Love and light

Pen