I like to think…..

Thinking child

  • that this blog will be of comfort to my kids if I died suddenly and they would read it, feeling like I am still there talking to them…
  • that my ancestors might even be interested in these little snippets of my current thinking from 2013
  • that if any potential employer sees my blog, they will be able to work out if I am right for their organisation in whatever capacity, mostly because I’m a ‘nice’ person and not afraid to be me
  • that one day I will be truly organised, with nothing in my house I don’t truly need, a recipe book full of tasty, easy, nutritious, inexpensive, one pot (little washing up) meals and a folder of photos of my outfits, carefully assembled so I know what to wear every morning and have some hope of looking polished
  • that one day I will not judge each mouthful I eat against my figure and each dollar I spend against my need to be thrifty; actually that I will lose some of my perfectionism



  • that I will get to meet my favourite bloggers in person one day such as Yaz in Doha, Diane in America, Little Miss Wordy in Puerto Rico, Sarah Jane in Malta, Colin in America, Adriana in South Sydney etc etc. Hey what a trip that would be!
  • that my kids will live their lives doing what they love and have a gift at; that they are better prepared for life mentally than I was at their age
  • that I will never stop thinking and dreaming and making these lists
  • that anyone who reads this will make their own list and perhaps then take steps to examine some of their unspoken dreams


Examine your dreams


Mirror to your truth

The Mirrors come in different ways – Yaz Rooney


Barring my daughters, this is my favourite lady in the whole world. She radiates love and light all the way from Doha. I can feel it here in Australia. We have not met yet I feel I know her. We have not spoken yet I feel we have spoken more deeply than during any conversation I have had. I am but one of many dedicated followers, yet she makes me feel I am the only one. She truly deserves all the blogging awards she has received.

Yaz makes a great suggestion that we take a moment to be still before we read her blogs. It’s a great suggestion for life, not just in order to accept the gift of her words. How easy is it to skim over information and how quickly we would forget it afterwards. Easy come, easy go. I shall take a minute before I continue to write.

These words are not actually a quote of hers. She wrote them (effortlessly as always) in a comment she posted on my blog this week when I asked for help. I knew that if I went looking through her works (for each post is a well thought out piece) for something truly worthy of her, that I would not have time to write today. I would be lost under her spell. So these simple words which probably do not do her justice are all I offer today. She needs no justice though and would certainly not ask for it. She is whole. She has achieved unity. My words, not hers.

Anyway I digress. ‘The mirrors come in different ways’. What does she mean by mirror? By definition it is something which reflects back; something which shows us more of what and who we are. It is an eye-opener, a teacher, a healer if we let it be.

We look in glass mirrors for more information about ourselves. We do it willingly and for a purpose, to check our reflection; what we are projecting outwardly. But if we look carefully at this Quantum cocktail, the mirrors are everywhere and they reflect everything about us inwardly; not the story of who we think we are but who we really are.

Look around and most everything you see is a mirror of you. The physical things reflect your tastes, your generosity and your budget. Your friends reflect your personality. List their good points and try denying that it is not your very own identical traits that drew you to them. Your family reflect the lessons you will be faced with repeatedly through life, which you may need to learn, however difficult. Your conflicts are the true mirror of your self awareness. If we were truly aware, there would be no conflict. We would understand. And your overall state of being reflects where you are in your journey.

These reflections are just snapshots, instantly out of date for we change by the second. It’s impossible not to, especially if we are awake. Reflect upon your reflection but only for a moment. There is too much living to do.

So yes, Yaz, the mirrors do indeed come in different ways. We live in a hall of mirrors don’t we, an inverted disco ball? Thanks for prompting my exploration of this subject. As usual I have learned today by simply writing.