The Search For Who We Really Are
- The Power of Listening
- The Almonds Are Falling
- With A Little Help From My Friends
- Practising Due Diligence
- Thanks to the Beach Workers who Support our Community
- Persistence Finally Has Its Rewards
- The Case to be Made for Having Expectations
- Patience – What is it anyway?
- Taking Time to Play
- Moving Gently Through My World
- Dealing with Change: Challenge or Opportunity
- The Fisherman’s Wait
- Sometimes You Need to Just “Take it Off the Menu”
- How Does One Define Health?
- Look Up, Way, Way Up
- A Playful Consideration of Perhaps a Message Received
- Balancing Time Alone and Time Together
- Being Gentle With Ourselves
- Purpose: is it Nature or Nurture?
- Waiting For A Guide
- The Power of Listening
- Goals versus Expectations How are these different?
- Remembering the First Call of a Buried Dream
- Barriers Can Be Opportunities
- Contrasts of The Moments Give Us Understanding
No one cared or gave a damn who I was growing up. In fact I don’t think they liked me much. So they set out to convert me or mould me into this person they thought I should be. The Joke was on them…..they ended up with a rebellious, confused young person who always felt alone and floundering through life. I’m happier now than I’ve ever been……I finally feel real freedom and acceptance.
That’s so beautiful! Happy for you Yvonne! There is nothing greater than feeling real freedom.
This feeling of freedom can certainly lift one’s spirit promoting a state of physical well being
You are so positive about your life that you make everyone around you feel your joy.
This one really made me stop and think, Judith. I don’t have a lot of memories from my early childhood… forced amnesia perhaps? 🙂 Older parents and older siblings…. I’m pretty sure I was an Oops! 🙂 I’m going to do the exercise though!
I would love to hear what the Oops discovers. Thanks for dropping by May=Avis.
Hi Judith – I finally located your blog! And yes, I wonder who I’d have wanted to be when I was a child? I still wonder about it now when I’m nearly 60! I know I’m a lot closer to finding the real “Me” since turning 50, and I’m open to each new revelation that comes my way.
It’s a fun journey of discovery and full of wonder as one sees finally perhaps the soul peeking through. So happy you found my blog. Please visit again