finding-my-bliss

What rate ticketh clock? I blinked and a whole year passed or, was I dreaming? Somehow I seemed to have lost a whole year, it appears what I thought happened last year happened the year before! My sister who is twelve years my senior warned me about this ~ "wait until you get to my age then time really does fly"! Of course we'll never be able to confer! Still, living in the moment can feel like forever, because it is, I'm trying to make each beautiful moment count! Sharing with Haiku my Heart Recuerda mi Corazon

I am the Queen of procrastination! but today I'm going to change ;~) I am going to pursue something I promised myself and you ages ago ~> A ~  Full Moon Intuitive Dream Board & Tutorial Why? Because it is the 'Full Snow Moon' this evening a perfect time for visioning and creating, a powerful process for securing dreams! Tutorial here we go ~> First step collect materials ~> images, words, colours that speak to you from old magazines, photos, leaflets packaging etc. *keep your eyes open* My stash today ~  a variety of magazines, when I go through them I'm confident something will speak to me..... BTW I'm tuning into some therapeutic listening, Sade on Spotify! 'Bring me Home' ~ Live 2011, oh, and a mug of cocoa.... Next I quickly scan the magazines and rip out the images/words, this stage needs to be swift, just an intuitive recognition of what draws your attention, no need to labour! The idea is to get the juicy...

My hospital appointment coincided with yoga practice, so I was a little reluctant to visit as I knew it was just to tidy-up the paper work and to discharge. However, there was a consolation should I miss yoga! The 'English Eccentric', the consultant who was so very charming on my last visit, and, maybe he would throw some light on another concern I was holding my breath about? Having had some re-assurance from the 'pink cartoon tie' wearing consultant I was off in a jiffy. It was about 4 minutes to the hour, the lights being with me on the road and just a few moments later I slipped into the back of the studio unnoticed joining in with yogic calming breathing...... Tense situations in life tend to make us hold our breath, and then we may only breathe into the top part of the lungs or the chest, this is common, not using the whole of the lungs!  Yoga focuses on fluidity of mind, body and spirit, using the breath to facilitate this. Calm steady breath...

I have a gay friend, he's one of my yoga buddies.  After our practice today he gave me a ~> He told me he missed me at Monday's practice, this felt so good, this connection is a real   Joy.... Linking with Sharing the Joy Thursday Meri's Musings   Bonnie's Pixel Dust Photo-Art

My love asked me about  when I meet God at the judgement throne? What would I say? Would I be levelling all the darkness against him? To which I replied,  "I would say thank-you, thank-you", "Life is not always fair, but it is still a gift" I don't remember his reply,  maybe he uttered something  in a hushed voice! The gist of my reply came from ~> Regina Brett's 90 Years Celebration of Growing Older ~ 42 points.

Excerpt from my diary 26 January 2013 ~> This morning I had the most beautiful yoga experience ever. I determined this day I would go with my own flow, to trust my inner Susan, to connect with my breath and feel my way forward. Thinking on the Sanskrit word  Ahimsa  and no self harm, no pushing myself to make up for lost time on account of not being well for the last eight weeks, I engaged my thoughts on gratitude for my renewed strength. This gratitude pervaded the whole practice that I felt deeply with each fullness of breath, each effortless movement as my limbs easily transitioned through the poses. As I stretched and relaxed into each posture spending time, breathing deeply, an emotion of appreciation and beauty entered and pervaded my entire Being, rising steadily throughout until towards the end of my time on the mat a crescendo of tears started to flow. I felt the most restful release. Tears started to flow, pent up tears from the ord...

Someone laid a snow blanket out here this cold morning,  it beckoned me beneath for solace and  succour. So, with hot-water bottle in hand  I slid  into the softness thinking about  love,  possibilities  and new moons! A snow blanket offers the mind a lair for protection and security, to slip into the solitude, to enter winter's wrap enveloped in this comfort. I'm biding my time here, in  my lair. My day will come,  my season,  and the snow blanket, it will melt,  and evaporate into  the ether. And I will be gone into the summer sun!