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In the here and now….

Today the electrician is busy in the lovely home we all share and as he stood on top of a ladder in my hallway this conversation flowed:

‘Where is the switch for this light?’ he asked as he checked the wiring.

‘It’s not in my home space’ I replied ‘it is linked to the light on the back landing hallway, so when that light goes on this one comes on too. I have no control over it.’

Is the switching system going to be changed? No. It is what it is. If the light comes on at odd times, I simply close the door between my hallway and front room and it doesn’t disturb me.

I choose my light, dark, sparkles and shade.

Everyone makes these choices, every single second of every single day. It is how we bear witness to the here and now. It is what it is.

A client got very uptight last week when I likened us to sponges. We are what we soak up in life and when squeezed that is what will come out. If we take up mucky water, then as sure as night follows day, mucky water will flow forth from us.

Life is light, dark, sparkles and shade; all evidence of duality that flows constantly.

In the dark lurks emotional pain, hurt, anger, sadness, bitterness, fear and disappointment and all of these can be eased by love.

❤ grows in light.

In the here and now we choose what we soak up and send forth to others.

“We are such stuff as dreams are made on, and our little life is rounded with a sleep.” The Tempest by William Shakespeare

Pirate Ship

Tim West, a wonderful actor, and his wife Pru who is also a naturally gifted actress, have filmed a series of canal journeys. Their programs are a joy to watch. This weekend Tim stood on the stage of a very old theatre in Sweden and recited this piece from Shakespeare’s Tempest. It caught my heart, and along with recent events, sparked this post.

Things have unfolded in our shared house as a pattern is playing and several of us are battling with lack of sleep. All reasonable requests are being ignored and it is time for me to sail my ‘boat’ into a new berth. I can often be found suggesting to clients that no-one ever does anything to us. People make choices on how they behave and we then have choice of how we behave. It cuts right through the need for ‘hero’ and ‘victim’ labelling and personal ‘boxing’. I don’t mean physical boxing here, although several times recently the desire to turn a certain person’s hidden attributes into a handbag has been very tempting! Anyhow, I digress and this lack of labelling means we can avoid imprisoning ourselves into situations and feeling trapped. It helps life to flow.

My decision to find a new berth took me to a meeting this morning with a kindred soul. I sat in a front room while my soon to be landlady made us coffee and I soaked up the atmosphere of her home. I was surrounded by loved pieces of furniture, art and china that have been collected and as I looked around I smiled. There are artistic and sparkly touches everywhere. We chatted about all sorts and when we bobbed upstairs to look at my room, and the little sitting room, kitchen and bathroom that I will share with another lodger, I kept saying ‘Ohhhh’ and ‘Ohhhh’ again.

I can write and thrive there. It’s divine timing at work and blessings are flowing, as always.

My new found friend and I parted with promises that I would move in there in a few weeks time. I walked down the road to the sea and The Mersey and there was the pirate ship pictured here. There were ribbons and notes from children left there from Easter weekend fluttering in the wind. I looked across to Liverpool and pictured myself on the ferry travelling to the next writers group meeting and I smiled.

I turned the corner and visited my friend in her café, The Driftwood. Hugs and a catch-up natter followed, as we looked at the latest local art to cover her walls. I sat in the window watching the sea eating a yummy bowl of her homemade soup and rested a while.

You see, this is a change yes, but it’s not an uprooting. My heart and soul are here and I am simply changing berth in the same harbour. I walked back up through the shops where I am known. I blew a kiss to the lovely souls in the chemist, I waved to my buddy in the card shop and I popped in for a natter with the lovely man who runs the fish and chip shop. I don’t eat meat, fish or dairy anymore. I am totally vegan now and there was one night recently when I was exhausted and needed food. I bobbed out to the shops and failed to find anything. This was not one of my best planning days. Anyway, I bobbed into Nashad’s and he made me a yummy stir fry of vegetables and I will never forget his kindness. We always have a wonderful chat about his farm back in Turkey and life in general.

Love flows with all these loving links and this is the place to bring my dream of writing a book into reality. The bonds that have been made with ‘the girls’, as we call ourselves in our current home, will still flow and we will continue to love each other and spend time together.

On course and sailing straight….with love, always with love.

Colour, all of life is colour……..

Life is but a palette,
Daily we make choices of brush, colour and technique.
We surround ourselves with colour
Infusing our daily round with pattern and texture.

We hold colour in our hearts,
Send colour out with our thoughts,
Create colour with our actions
Paint our lives with our choices.

We ‘do’ so that we can spend time at home as that is where our heart lies….

We work, strive, run countless errands, care for family and friends, juggle time and finances, learn, socialise and generally run ourselves ragged so that we can spend time at home.

Home is where the heart lies and this isn’t necessarily where you currently live. It could be another house, with other people or in a different place or country even.

Where does your heart want to be?

Toby and Worcester’s hearts have directed them to my bed and I need to have a word about their choice of location!!


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