Showing posts with label Gratitude. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gratitude. Show all posts
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Mirror Cleaning Time
My primary relationship is with myself- all others are mirrors of it. As I learn to love myself, I automatically receive the love and appreciation that I desire from others. If I am committed to myself and to living my truth, I will attract others with equal commitment. My willingness to be intimate with my own deep feelings creates the space for intimacy with another. ~Shakti Gawain
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Phate hosted my Birthday Party
The Gifts of the Universe are constantly rewarding the Joy of Existence.
I'm prone to being constantly grateful ♥ Today, in communing with my friends, speaking of our other friends, noticing how wholeistic our relationships are, I stand in Awesome Gratitude. As Hayden shifts from his static I'm Bored state, to entertained by and soon entertaining of his surrounding friends. The sense of family, of working toward the benefit of the whole - person, group, community - in an instant of kindness and joy.
This really is my life.
After 40 years of existence and human experience as diana, it truly is the tiniest examples of peace that warm my heart. That is the light I'd like to spend the next 40 years sparking in others.
I know the moment the momentum shifted... that day I wrote about shifting my own perspective and willing myself onto a happier place on Life's Lake. That opening for Joy, the acceptance that Joy is waiting for me to answer it's call, the knowledge that indeed I am worthy of Great Joy, truly opened my Eyes to the Wonderful that is My Life. I have found a theme song for this quickening - Bubbles. The hook of this song is I'm Alive. I spent days in tribal family with hundreds of people who all celebrated, in their very own way, the true meaning of I'm Alive. It was whirly, swirly reinforcement of Life's Joys and the folks who are here to support you in Singing your Heart's Song. I'm Alive.
The Conference Euphoria seemed never to leave... The Brits came by to bowl with us! Olivia came home with us, made a huge impact on many lives, and took off for Colorado. We were joined by, loved by and made better by a visit from Cameron Lovejoy. We adventured to the Enchanted Forest and the Cougar Hot Springs, near Eugene. Nekkid. Beautiful. Elizabeth and Susan joined our Lovefest and got a full immersion into the freedom that is Unschooled Teens. And just as I felt I could never ever have enough time nor energy to blog about all that is perfect and beautiful in my life, I took a nap.
Last Thursday, I was innocently curled up with my 24 DVD, enjoying well deserved snoozing with intermittent Kiefer sounds... the phone rang, often, and I thought what if this is the wrong 1/2 hour to ignore your phone followed immediately by it'll still be important 1/2 hour from now and I continued to snooze.
Mary barged right into my room. Will you come to L.A. with me?
*Uh, yeah. (yawn) when?
Now! James is playing at a bar, downtown L.A., one time only, if we leave now, we can make it. I've got three tickets, Craig may be coming from Canada, too. Talk to Hayden, pack your stuff, let's do it!
*(to self) am I awake?! (to Mary)Okay! Let's do it, I'll talk to the boy, pack and figure out what to do if he comes and a plan for if he doesn't.
There's a kind of Magic that is Mary's Intentions... Let's just say Hayden sent us to LA with a smile on his face and a song in his heart, giving the gift of his mother's company to his good friend, Mary, for the weekend. Just like that. It all fell into place. We hit the road at 9 pm, rolled into L.A. at 2 pm, pulled off the freeway (I-5 all the way, really ALL the way) and straight to the venue, Spaceland at Silver Lake & Effie!
After playing the part of Super Crazed Old Lady Fans, we drove the remaining 8 blocks to our hotel, with this super cool mural across the street. 
Thanks Jon! Another in the string of perfect gifts on our weekend ♥ We were willing and joyful victims to Life's Phate.
I called a friend I so desperately wanted to visit in February, for his 42nd birthday. A friend who's friendship I treasure. The Phated timing of my visit was clearly evident. I was honored to spend my Friday afternoon in Los Angeles with my ever amazing and always inspiring Dave. (Who just happens to live about 4 miles from aforementioned hotel!) Hours of reminders; why we're here, what we've got to offer and why we're worthy of every single amazing thing available in this life. Thanks Dave for being the perfect sounding board for the process of becoming me. I am honored to have borne witness to your journey. Authentic Love. Namaste.
(The James Concert is here, timewise, still processing the experience)
We got to see Christine and her Circus. Sharing Together even more reminders of the Gift we Are to One Another. If anyone's Now is more Peaceful than their last, for having known our presence, our Soul's Work is being Done. Go Karma!
Your Heart just needs to Sing! ♥
I'm prone to being constantly grateful ♥ Today, in communing with my friends, speaking of our other friends, noticing how wholeistic our relationships are, I stand in Awesome Gratitude. As Hayden shifts from his static I'm Bored state, to entertained by and soon entertaining of his surrounding friends. The sense of family, of working toward the benefit of the whole - person, group, community - in an instant of kindness and joy.
This really is my life.
After 40 years of existence and human experience as diana, it truly is the tiniest examples of peace that warm my heart. That is the light I'd like to spend the next 40 years sparking in others.I know the moment the momentum shifted... that day I wrote about shifting my own perspective and willing myself onto a happier place on Life's Lake. That opening for Joy, the acceptance that Joy is waiting for me to answer it's call, the knowledge that indeed I am worthy of Great Joy, truly opened my Eyes to the Wonderful that is My Life. I have found a theme song for this quickening - Bubbles. The hook of this song is I'm Alive. I spent days in tribal family with hundreds of people who all celebrated, in their very own way, the true meaning of I'm Alive. It was whirly, swirly reinforcement of Life's Joys and the folks who are here to support you in Singing your Heart's Song. I'm Alive.
The Conference Euphoria seemed never to leave... The Brits came by to bowl with us! Olivia came home with us, made a huge impact on many lives, and took off for Colorado. We were joined by, loved by and made better by a visit from Cameron Lovejoy. We adventured to the Enchanted Forest and the Cougar Hot Springs, near Eugene. Nekkid. Beautiful. Elizabeth and Susan joined our Lovefest and got a full immersion into the freedom that is Unschooled Teens. And just as I felt I could never ever have enough time nor energy to blog about all that is perfect and beautiful in my life, I took a nap.Last Thursday, I was innocently curled up with my 24 DVD, enjoying well deserved snoozing with intermittent Kiefer sounds... the phone rang, often, and I thought what if this is the wrong 1/2 hour to ignore your phone followed immediately by it'll still be important 1/2 hour from now and I continued to snooze.
Mary barged right into my room. Will you come to L.A. with me?
*Uh, yeah. (yawn) when?
Now! James is playing at a bar, downtown L.A., one time only, if we leave now, we can make it. I've got three tickets, Craig may be coming from Canada, too. Talk to Hayden, pack your stuff, let's do it!
*(to self) am I awake?! (to Mary)Okay! Let's do it, I'll talk to the boy, pack and figure out what to do if he comes and a plan for if he doesn't.
There's a kind of Magic that is Mary's Intentions... Let's just say Hayden sent us to LA with a smile on his face and a song in his heart, giving the gift of his mother's company to his good friend, Mary, for the weekend. Just like that. It all fell into place. We hit the road at 9 pm, rolled into L.A. at 2 pm, pulled off the freeway (I-5 all the way, really ALL the way) and straight to the venue, Spaceland at Silver Lake & Effie!
After playing the part of Super Crazed Old Lady Fans, we drove the remaining 8 blocks to our hotel, with this super cool mural across the street. 
Thanks Jon! Another in the string of perfect gifts on our weekend ♥ We were willing and joyful victims to Life's Phate.
I called a friend I so desperately wanted to visit in February, for his 42nd birthday. A friend who's friendship I treasure. The Phated timing of my visit was clearly evident. I was honored to spend my Friday afternoon in Los Angeles with my ever amazing and always inspiring Dave. (Who just happens to live about 4 miles from aforementioned hotel!) Hours of reminders; why we're here, what we've got to offer and why we're worthy of every single amazing thing available in this life. Thanks Dave for being the perfect sounding board for the process of becoming me. I am honored to have borne witness to your journey. Authentic Love. Namaste.
(The James Concert is here, timewise, still processing the experience)We got to see Christine and her Circus. Sharing Together even more reminders of the Gift we Are to One Another. If anyone's Now is more Peaceful than their last, for having known our presence, our Soul's Work is being Done. Go Karma!
Your Heart just needs to Sing! ♥Saturday, January 19, 2008
My Sacred Life, Day 4
Family. The people I've chosen to draw nearest to me on this Journey as diana.
This here group spirals tightly together. Never a dull moment in this crowd.
No, not only because we're loud. We're pretty sharp witted, too ;)
We love each other and we like each other. Bonus.
And we really LOVE, LOVE, ♥ ♥ ♥ Bowling For Soup! ♥ ♥ ♥
Thanks Universe, for Emma and Eli.
For their part in restoring my faith in our bloodline.
And for them crazy, beer-drinking, singing-pretty, silly-boys from Denton, Texas.
Amen, indeed.
This here group spirals tightly together. Never a dull moment in this crowd.
No, not only because we're loud. We're pretty sharp witted, too ;)
We love each other and we like each other. Bonus.
And we really LOVE, LOVE, ♥ ♥ ♥ Bowling For Soup! ♥ ♥ ♥
Thanks Universe, for Emma and Eli.For their part in restoring my faith in our bloodline.
And for them crazy, beer-drinking, singing-pretty, silly-boys from Denton, Texas.
Amen, indeed.
Thursday, January 17, 2008
My Sacred Life, Day 2
Tea.Chai tea.
5 Valley Chai Tea
(I wish you could smell this!)
My entire being says
aaaaaaahhhhhh
As I connect soulfully to all that is wonderful in My Life and in The World.
The scent from the steam gently opens the boxes of memories, much like these seed pods, both so tightly bound to the magic of tea.
Thank you Aunt Donna, tea cannot be served in my presence without joyful & loving thoughts of you ♥
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
My Sacred Life, Day 1
On one of those meanderings through the world of blogs, I stumbled across a button at the bottom of the blog belonging to someone who commented on Hayden's blog (who happens to live in Japan and reads Kelli & Mary!) and when I clicked, it took me to Sacred Sunday. Because I'm in a place where I need more than a weekly kick-in-the-Spiritual-Pants, I followed along to Sacred Life where I realized the powerful potential of Living Connected for the next 30 Days.
In fact, in my ponderings of this post, Hayden has decided he'd like to embark on the project too. He'll be directing my photography at his blog ♥
In fact, in my ponderings of this post, Hayden has decided he'd like to embark on the project too. He'll be directing my photography at his blog ♥
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My hands and my spirit are great partners in my life, there are connections abound.
I thought I'd embark upon this journey with an Oregon specific connection ♥
My hand is touching green, in January. What a treat for this former Prairie Girl.
I am grateful for the quiet green life, reminding me Winter need not be stark.
*Life goes on. Always.*
My hands and my spirit are great partners in my life, there are connections abound.
I thought I'd embark upon this journey with an Oregon specific connection ♥
My hand is touching green, in January. What a treat for this former Prairie Girl.
I am grateful for the quiet green life, reminding me Winter need not be stark.
*Life goes on. Always.*
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