on being a niece

at one stage, an aunt of mine lived in our family home. I used to have my own room, and when she moved in for forever – which in retrospect may have been only a few months, but children don’t always keep track of the time frames, I was made to share a room with my sister

how I looked up to this woman! she had beautifully shaped nails painted red. she wore audacious red lipstick. I believe she painted her eyebrows …or perhaps that only began in later life after she had tweezed or waxed them into oblivion …

my aunt doted on my little brother. oh here we go again, like Mum …my son my son my little boy. what am I, I wondered ..chopped liver? (to be fair, I didn’t know that expression as a child …it is the Mature Me connecting with the Child Within who uses such wording.

Big sister and little brother seemed to be able to garner the attention of said aunt – I felt very much as if I were skirting the group …hanging around the edges, desperate to belong…to no avail

as the years have passed, my aunt has coped with the loss of her dearly beloved partner, her parents, her brothers and their wives. when I do connect with her now, the main topic of conversation is her imploring me to remember her, to keep in contact, to love her …and the Little One inside me screams – DID YOU NEVER KNOW THAT I WANTED THAT FROM YOU WHEN I WAS A CHILD?

one time, I alluded to this issue in a gentle way – and slowly she admitted that she far preferred her nephew and other niece … I just sighed – what is there that I could ever say or she could ever say that would heal this little wound that has coloured a lot of my life?

nothing. all I can do is take a step back and wonder if I perhaps ignore a young person in my life, albeit unwittingly. because of my experience, I have tried to acknowledge others, but perhaps I have failed, as she did.

to anyone who has felt slighted or unnoticed by me – my apologies. forgive me – not for my sake, but for you …you deserve better …and forgiving me gives you the space and power to move on and let it go – as I choose to do. my aunt will never know the impact she has had on my life. I know for sure that she is deeply appreciative of the way I looked after her brother for 12 years after his stroke ….she said she didn’t know I could be so kind

I appreciate the experience of being part of her family. it helped me to be alert as I could be to not do the same to others ….thank you, Stel …thank you

now excuse me while I place that Little One who wanted love onto my lap and hug her tight and tell her that all is well – no matter how it seems


how to write a book

step one ….write.

step two …heck – don’t ask me – I haven’t a clue!


step number something – get it published …sell many…do a book signing world tour …

I could be correct – that may well be the way to do it – but for now I am going to write and write and write and see where it leads.

I don’t even know if I should be using this blog for the writing – if I should be using some fancy programme – I have a fancy laptop …which is a great start ….so …to work …

On Being a Child

as a child, I had the mistaken belief that big people were the ones who knew everything and that I had to learn from them. someone else always knew better. if I observed and copied them, I too would have a stunning fabulous life

what a crock of nonsense! seriously – I dragged myself off to church each week because that is what our family does! so desperate to feel part of the whole, I sang in the choir (sorry to those who had to listen to my voice) and I auditioned for each play or pantomime or whatever dramatic production the church folk dreamt up.

I even became a Sunday School teacher – my deep innate desire to teach and heal was almost overwhelming. I certainly didn’t believe the clap trap I had to spout – but I thought if I did it long enough and often enough, I would believe it and the Grace of the Lord would be bestowed upon me. Now, I am not saying that my life has been without Grace – but never quite in the way I wanted or imagined.

Clearly, this was not my path …so after some years and seemingly decades of deliberation, I declared that since I didn’t believe that Christ is the only way to whatever, I was no longer able to consider myself a Christian. It was like being divorced from a person I had never seen …weird, but true. It takes courage to say to the people you have known and looked up to all the years that this isn’t my path …in discussion with some of the older folk over the following years – mainly at funerals of those who had been part of my childhood, I discovered that rather a large number of the folk I had known for years as dedicated church-goers didn’t believe, either! Church was merely part of their regular social scene and they were not as brave as I was in leaving. To be fair, they did good deeds, they mouthed all the words …but their heart wasn’t truly in it.

It has only occurred to me now – to be proud of the courageous step I took outside the circle. I still loved the people, I still loved some hymns, but they were no longer my story. Since my parents have both left the planet, I have not really had occasion to enter a church. Probably mostly because I live far from the people I knew all my life – I live in a new country and I don’t know anyone well enough to be invited to weddings etc. This is not a problem!


its a new day ..

hold onto your hats – I have set a goal! okay – stop laughing – we all know that I only ever had one real goal in life and that unfolded gracefully and then disintegrated.

however, it’s time to put that behind me and get on with what Is ….and I am lead to believe that if I write a couple of pages a day, I will slowly stop being superficial and begin to get real with myself.

since this is all about me, I shall not share it on FB as usual – however – if you stumble across it – it may be that there is something for you to learn …or important for you to share your thinking with me …go ahead – have fun

many’s the time I have declared that I am done with courses – I attended so many self improvement and metaphysical teaching courses that I am all coursed out! I did do a course recently, a healing modality course, which appealed to me as a possible future cash generator …yes, I know, I should be thinking of helping people to heal and not looking at the money aspect of it but …I want to earn, I want to be there holding the sacred space while another heals him or herself ….and I also wanted .. (I see the past tense of it) I wanted to become a facilitator in the modality and perhaps do some teaching across the globe …which sounds grandiose but I did live elsewhere for 61 years so its more a case of teaching at home – both homes …

and now a new idea is emerging. not before time. I want to teach – that is my hearts desire – I love nothing more than seeing the lights come on in someones eyes – to watch them exploring their new understanding of life or how things can unfold for them, or how suddenly they are energised and revitalised – I want that – I want to be a part of this big picture of healing and teaching

often, I had thought of writing – although I have said that there is not a book inside me waiting to be written – but what I if I am wrong – what if this is the start of it all. I shared with a friend that I want to be a teacher – and yet I have no idea what my specialist subject would be – she roared with laughter, explaining that I am already a teacher of Life …. and somewhere inside me there is a nugget jumping up and down, trying to get more of my attention – saying – THIS IS IT, chicken – this is how you teach about life

I want to add here too – because I know I will come back to read this soon …. I shared with a Wise Woman that it made me uneasy that each time I responded to others stories on facebook and in real life, when they shared, I would respond by saying – yes, I understand because x y or z happened to me and this is how I felt about it – and this is what I believe about it yada yada yada and I don’t like this aspect of me ..always talking about my experience …and she had two comments. Number one – I am an Aries, so everything is always about me – we are first on the list of the Astro signs …for good reason …we are leaders …for good reason…so I will discover that I will always bring the story back to me. However – comment two – we teach best from our own experience and it is empathetic to relate their story to something I have experienced or felt. Seemingly, it often empowers the other when they realise that I do understand how they feel because I have been there and I am proof that we come out the other end of whatever washing / rinsing / tumbling cycle we have been in …

I am excited by the idea of writing – of course, in my head, I am already travelling the globe, signing my books for my fans … and what if that is what unfolds – wouldn’t that be the most wonderful thing ever?

Dream it …do it …enjoy it

my new motto ……

honouring the sacred within

It has come to my attention that I am not giving myself enough quality time. I have plenty of alone and quiet time – but I am acting like some sort of addict – I keep my brain busy with silly stuff that ultimately annoys me.

In retrospect, I cannot believe that I can waste such huge chunks of time – as if I am going to live forever! As if there is more than enough time and money in my bank to support me later in life. And there is a part of me that believes this to be true – that limitations are man made, mentally created – because sure as heck there is a shedload of cash on the planet …. the shortage is only in my mind – currently I am blessed to have a fair bit tucked away – enough for quite a few years less than my possible lifespan!


Do you see what I did there? I wasted more time burbling away to myself and the maybe one or two people who may read this – either on purpose or by stumbling across this blog by accident.


Yesterday I indulged myself for a delicious 20 minute meditation … and I know for sure that it is this level of me-time that I need in order for me to become aware of my future …where I am going, what I am choosing to do. By not meditation quietly, I am only listening to that part of my brain that has very many instructions and comments – You need to create a new career path, you are going to be sorry that you have not moved forward in life, I am so stuck and I cannot see the light at the end of the tunnel …..you know the type of things I am referring to – all the thinking about limitations, dead ends, going nowhere slowly and not enjoying it …..sigh

It’s time to get out my diary and block off one hour a day for me to do nothing – no social media, no fake intelligent pastimes like crosswords, no pottering about doing things that help me to avoid me ….nope, the time has come, the walrus said ….to be more authentic and open to unlimited possibilities …

wish me luck on this new venture …now it is time for me to turn on the light at the end of the tunnel ….

my desire

a few minutes ago, I published a piece about finding my path, and as I read it, I became aware of a deep desire within me to be the leader …

I want to be at the forefront – I want to stand and be counted ….I am so grateful that right this red hot minute, there is a new beginning within my Soul –

I don’t have a clue what this means – but suddenly …it’s there – whatever it is and wherever there is …two simple words – and yet I cannot explain them – it’s there

the path I seek is making itself known consciously …I am grateful ….

finding the path

I know I am a leader …and I know I do lead, but more often than not, I follow. Certainly when it comes to long distance hikes or runs …or even a wander through the city – I am always at the back –  from having always believed that I was slower and never as fit as others and then used the excuse that I didn’t want to hold anyone up …you lead, I’ll follow

I am getting the very real sense that this attitude is not standing me in good stead as far as my life and career is concerned, so something needs to change

I have been told during readings …aura, tarot card, angelic messenger cards, astrological charts…you name it, I have experienced it …. you are the leader, you carve the path …and still .. I follow

This is a habit that serves me not! I set the intention a few days back, that I was from that moment, going to work with intention and not from habit. To this end, I have taken some steps to heal my body, which is not exactly unhealthy – I don’t need medication …but functionally, my feet are not optimum. There is a glitch in there somewhere, and thank you Universe, it is beginning to heal

I see the connection – not finding my path …and having feet that haven’t wanted to take many steps of late …

This is changing. Daily my feet are working better – and I trust that shortly, I will be able to take as many steps as I wish to – in any direction – fully supported – eager to keep moving

How this relates to my career path, I am not sure – but the symbolism is there. I also keep stumbling (pardon the pun) across articles that I wrote in the past. Mostly they show up on my On This Day section of Facebook. Which makes sense since almost everything I ever owned is now in the arms of others, many thousands of miles away…there is not much of my older stuff to stumble across in this part of the world unless it is stored on the internet …

At the moment, I am no further forward (consciously) of where my path is taking me – but I do know a few things – Number one – it is my path – no-one else has trod it – I am the Pioneer – Number two – the path is not self evident – it is made up of one step at a time – leading to who knows where …..(which suddenly brings me to thinking that I need some sort of plan – will chat with a life coach to clarify that thinking ..)

I embrace the day when all this confusion is in the past. I know the value of writing now, having discovered how much of it has been supporting me of late, so I know that it’s a valuable way to spend some time

Onward and upward – to infinity and beyond – outside of limitations – that’s where you’ll find me ….

are you coming with me? I am the leader, though …we’ll be fellow travellers …we’ll share a load – but I cannot follow …not all the time, anyway ….

let’s go – let’s see what the world is offering – and I know it is going to be fun – it already is …I am stepping into it


oh my word

I related a dream to a friend who understands how to extract the message the dream holds. She asked me to describe the attributes of the person who helped me in my dream. I answered…

A couple of days later, a friend posed a question on social media – what three words describe me? I answered …

It didn’t take me long to see the correlation / connection between the two – when I answered the dream question, as I was typing my response, I became aware that the words I was using to describe my helper, were my own attributes.

Same thing happened when I responded to Mary’s question. The three words I chose described me too …(she sneakily added to the question that there was a hidden agenda in posing the question ..I think I know what that is ….it is going to come pinging back at the respondents.)

We see in others a reflection of ourselves. Often it is lovely. Other times we wonder how that other person can be so (________________) fill in the gap …negative, nasty, mean …whatever …it is also our reflection. That is a less than lovely feeling. But if we are awake and aware to the power of the words we use, and the way we relate to others, then it can inspire us to be better ….

Thank you, Susie and Mary, for the part you played in my life this week. Thank you for helping me become aware. I thank me too – I am appreciative of my willingness to constantly reflect on Who I Am and how I Am in this world ….