Don’t Settle!

Four weeks ago, I started a new daytime job, and whilst the people are very nice, and the salary always comes in handy, it’s not the position I applied for or the hours I wanted, yet – I accepted their offer when it was made, and for the moment, I’m remaining in the role, because……

Perhaps, it has something to teach me.

Although, within a week of commencing the position; I tore 3 ligaments in my left foot, an injury which is still hampering my life. This includes; no gym, and as it’s a sit-down role, I’m becoming stir crazy.  Aaaaagghhhh!!

Not, a full 2 weeks later, I contracted a horrendous cold, which I’m still suffering from, and unfortunately, my contracted hours do not allow for much else in my life, and I’ve temporarily given up many things I enjoy.

Not forgetting, the intensive training, which the role requires, ensuring I’m too tired when I get home, to even want; to pick up my laptop…..as you can imagine; my emails are taking on a life of their own.

(It also has, too many rules & regulations to suit me – I feel like I’ve lost my freedom).

As time’s been passing, I’ve come to the conclusion, that; I’m doing what’s expected, or; what’s considered socially acceptable, because it’s the right thing to do. And, in the process; my life is passing me by, whilst; I’m settling for something I don’t want.

Perhaps, this was the lesson, I needed to learn – My life, is exactly that; “My Life” and I shouldn’t; Settle!

So…….I’ve set my inner-self a time limit, and made a vow, and you’re all welcome to hold me to it.

By the end of September or, preferably; June; I will have moved on from this position, and not only found something better, but it’ll  also be more fitting for accomplishing my own life’s dream, and I’m hoping that those of you in similar situations, will do the same.

Find Your Dream, and Live It!

(PS: I haven’t forgotten you.  And, thank you to those, who haven’t forgotten me either).

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We’re Allowed Do-Overs.

For the last couple of years, my life has literally been in limbo, or in a state of stasis, not only due to on-going parental health issues but also because of hold-ups with my regular day-to-day working situation.

To explain more, for ‘several’ months I’ve been going through a recruitment assessment process with the Australian public service, which recently completed -successfully I might add, – only; for a further delay to be instigated, meaning – I’ve not moved any further forward.

These events together with other delaying situations have made me step back and question my life, and it’s mitigating factors. Not only those caused by external forces, but also any steps I’ve; either taken, or not taken, and how they’ve impacted my growth.

Several questions arose.  Some of which you may like to ask yourself?

  • Am I where I expected to be, at this time of life?
  • Am I as financially, emotionally & spiritually successful as I would like?
  • Have I allowed outside forces (including individuals) to have power over my life? This includes their viewpoint, or should I say opinion.
  • Do I find it easy to be derailed from my path, or life-goals?
  • Have I contributed to my own seeming lack of motivation?
  • Have I allowed my own inner laziness to take hold? (I’ll admit, I can be lazy, but can’t we all at times?)
  • Do I regularly make excuses for the lack of progress in my life? Or….
  • Do I subconsciously – perhaps deliberately – look for reasons and excuses, not to progress?
  • Why do I allow distractions and interruptions to take precedence?
  • Have I become too comfortable with my life?
  • Where did my inner risk-taker go?
  • Am I frightened of; what achieving my dreams may mean?
  • Does the thought of being; successful and happy intimidate me?
  • And my own personal; favourite – Am I; my own worst enemy?

 As you can imagine, some of my answers brought up issues I’d rather not face, but rather than feel guilty, I’ve just decided, and it’s something I’m going to tell you all…..

It’s Never Too Late, To Start Over.

The good thing about life is; we’re allowed ‘do-overs’. There is no right or wrong way to live your life because it’s exactly that…..Your Life!

‘You’ set the rules!

Bear in mind, I don’t mean “Go out & rob a bank”. Naturally, there are strictures to abide by in society. Can you imagine telling the Judge “Julie, said there are no rules”. I don’t think that’ll work somehow, but I do mean…….

Within the parameters of your ‘own’ life; there really is no set-in-stone guidebook you have to follow. We just make it up as we go along, so…

Live Your Life Your Way, And……Don’t Apologise For It.

It’s Your Life, And ‘You’ Make The Rules.So Live Your Life

 

 

 

Success !!

Success Comes In Many Forms.
From the child taking its first step,
To an elderly person still agile,
Success welcomes us all.

Neither age nor gender nor race
can impede our chance to succeed
in reaching our dream,
or our chosen goal.

Success is not; the biggest house,
the fastest car, or
the nameplate on your door,
but it is a compassionate heart,
a smiling face,
and challenges overcome,

Success is not; money in the bank,
stamps on your passport, or
fancy gym memberships
But it is; a helping hand,
a forgiving nature
and a welcoming home.

Success is not; a famous face,
a fancy title or
the latest cellular phone,
But it is; the will to try again,
when all others; would’ve given up.

Success is not;
the belief that everything,
is one’s due reward
But it is; faith,
Commitment and persistence,
Together with an inner trust,
that all will be well.

So if you’re ready to walk away from your dream,
after one too many setbacks, remember….
Failure is only temporary.
Success is eternal and has no firm definition.

Good luck Heron

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Is Spirit Trying To Tell Me Something? Or, Is The Law Of Attraction at Work?

This morning, much to my delight, I discovered a letter in my mailbox, which included two free double passes to see Goosebumps  at my local cinema, also included was a notification that I’d won a prize pack, consisting of flashing shoelaces, bouncing putty, and other such merchandise.

Now, as; in the last 12 month, I’ve also been lucky enough to win; a family pass to Perth Zoo  and to a Disney On Ice  spectacular, I’m not really certain; what the message from Spirit is.  Are they saying; grow-up, or re-discover the joy in life?

I’m veering towards; revive my ‘Joy’, and as in 2015, I was also, very kindly gifted with tickets to a Sam Smith  concert, that’s my story & my sticking to it……not saying, I don’t have the odd childish moment, but don’t we all?

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2015 for me, was a difficult year, although, I did connect with some incredible people online, yourself included, but it was also a growth year, during which I learn a lot, and frequently spouted my affirmations – I phrased it that way, because; there were times my affirmations; became a little panicked, but hey, I survived!  Always; an important and worthy goal!

I have some specific mantras that I use on a regular basis, and I find they generally work within days. They run the gamut, from health to money issues, and I try to recite them when on the rowing machine at the gym – what else can you do, when you’re sat rowing towards a busy road, just outside a window…..sweeping meadows it’s not.

An old favourite, you might want to borrow is;

I attract prosperity, abundance, financial security, and unexpected money into my life each day.

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But, back to the ‘Joy’ issue, when was the last time you felt such an emotion in your life? Or, has it been such a long time that you’re not really sure what brings you ‘Joy’ anymore?

I’m not talking happiness, or even contentment because we can feel either on a daily basis whether it be; happiness at work or contentment to be sat in front of the TV with a cuppa.

I mean real soul-deep joy. The type of joy engendered by the birth-of-a-child, or getting the all-clear from a; scary health issue, and dare I say it; money appearing just when you need it drastically.

You may not think that; these 3 examples should be grouped together, but real ‘Joy’ is subjective to each and every person, on earth.

To a thirsty child in Africa, dirty water, may bring joyful cries, to a homeless person, one night in a shelter, could touch their heart. And, to a rescued animal, first-cuddles from a loving human may be the greatest thing since Smackos (dog treats) were invented.

So, take 5 minutes today, review your life, and think about the last time you felt, heart-wrenching ‘Joy’, and I want you to revel in the sensations that appear with the memory, and hold on to them, so that you can bring them to mind, whenever you’re in a dark moment

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Is Your Soul Tired? If So, Make 2016 The Year Of YOU!!

My day started, with me being; overwhelmed by a tsunami of someone else’s discontent – this was even before, I’d had my first cuppa.

I sat for 30 minutes listening to gripes & groans, about how this person wasn’t happy with their life, and the changes they wanted to make, and it made me realise……

My Soul; Is Tired!

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If, like me, you’re a listener, a volunteer, a doer-for-others, then perhaps you’ve also reached the same point in life I have, whereby; you want to ask; as the song says, “What about me? It isn’t fair!”

What About Me? Moving Pictures.

I’m not meaning to sound; selfish, self-centred, or even unwilling to help, because I’ll gladly do anything for anyone, in fact, I enjoy doing things for other people and am a great, believer, in being an instigator, when; paying-it-forward.

I find it natural to help someone else, and I’m sure many of you feel the same but has it occurred to any of us ‘givers’ it’s very easy to be taken for granted, and sometimes, we forget; what’s best for ‘You’.

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To give you some recent, examples from my own life…….

Whilst walking back from the gym this morning; an acquaintance gave me a brand-new bookcase. It was small but lovely, and I carried this gift, several hundred yards home, only; to automatically offer it to my mother, who expressed a liking for it – Being a ‘giver’, it was an innate reaction to do this, even though; I wanted the item myself  (fortunately, mum said no, but I would’ve gladly handed it over).

Then, a few days ago, I was talking to a young nephew & niece, who I see infrequently, as they live in another state when they asked if they could feed the ducks. I enquired of them, would this be permissible with their father (he was absent at the time) only to be told “Daddy said you’d take us to the lake, to feed the ducks”…….I was happy to do it, but was disconcerted; to discover myself being volunteered without any actual input.

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If this, or similar situations occur in your life, like me; you must remember…….

This; is Your Life! 

And, you too, are entitled to choices.

You can help whomever, whenever, but not at the detriment to self.

You deserve better, and ‘are’ the most valuable person in your life.

Remember; gratitude is something, ‘you’ are also entitled too.

Don’t get, me wrong; doing-for-others, can be a wonderful experience, in fact, I had another incident, recently, whereby I happily pitched in, and not only enjoyed it immensely, but I learnt something new, which may aid me, in a future venture. I also received a lovely expression of thanks.

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I received a random phone call from a lady (Lynne) in Canada, who was looking for some childhood friends, she’d known in Perth 50 years ago.  It transpired they had my surname, and Lynne was hoping to visit them, during a future trip – therefore, I took it upon myself to do some research online, and ‘may’ have located these people for her, after discovering their marital names……I’m still awaiting confirmation that they’re the correct people, but even so, the task was no hardship, at all.

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Misquoting the Bible, what I’m trying to say with this post, is;

Do unto You, As, you would wish done, unto Others.

In Other Words:

Don’t Forget You!!!  

And, Make 2016 ‘The Year Of You!!’

What Is An Animal Communicator

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Six weeks ago a new foster baby was brought into our home…a frightened, sandy blonde and cream-colored mini-Schnauzer, Maltese mix named Cletus. Riding home in the car with my friend, Lyn, another foster parent, I held little Cleet…Cleet in my lap. Each time I touched him, he cringed. He would not look at me. His eyes shared such a dreadful fear that I wanted to hold him closer, and when I tried, his horrified little body trembled. It was easy to see, Little Cleet…Cleet had been mistreated, abused and never cared for like animals deserve.

Arriving home that Saturday afternoon, he sniffed at our animals, Shakespeare, Sandy Bear, Shadow and Shasta. He rushed outside, watching us to see if we were coming after him. When I moved my arms out to pick him so he could come inside, he darted away. My husband watched him. “This little guy has been…

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