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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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 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!”

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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!!’

A Challenge: One-Dollar-a-Week May save An Animal’s Life.

Over the last few months, whilst trawling Facebook, much to my dismay, and abject horror, I’ve noticed a sharp incline in reported cases of animal abuse. This made me question “are we as humans, becoming increasingly cruel, and losing our sense of compassion for other creatures, including our own class of bipeds?”

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Some stories are so appalling, I veer between, sadness and grief, to anger, and hopes for instant karmic retribution, but recently; I saw another perspective……

For all the instances reported – other than, extremely dire, or cultural situations – someone took a stand.  Perhaps, a passing Good Samaritan found an injured animal and took it to a refuge, a vet or a wildlife centre.  Or, maybe a member of the emergency services rescued a stranded pet, or farm animal, during a fire, flood, or earthquake.

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There are numerous refuge centres throughout the world, that give freely of their time, volunteering at all hours, and conservation workers in inhospitable places, put themselves at risk to ensure some species are preserved – These kind-hearted souls, are already aware; there are far too many animals on the endangered list as it is. Approximately 41,415 species, at last, count.

Various trusts and charities have been set up, to ensure, we; the supposedly ‘more intelligent’ species, donate our money if not our time, to help our earth remain; a beautiful world, flourishing with a true menagerie of wonderful creatures. Filling the skies above our head, the oceans and rivers we admire. They reside in rainforests and jungles, even in our gardens, and some, below our floorboards.

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Animals feed us, clothe us, work for us, trust and follow us blindly, but most of all; they love us……….and, can we honestly say; we deserve their adoration and assistance?  Or; is it a case of; in our arrogance, We Expect It!

All this introspection, brought me to another thought……if each one on my friends or followers on social media, started to put aside; just one dollar a week, whether it be in an old coffee tin, a jar, or, even a special money box, at the end of 2016, the total amount would be $77,844 after 6 months $38,922 and at the end of a quarter $19,461. 

Surprised?

So am I…..although, in actuality; it would only cost each individual $52 annually.

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My challenge to you is; start you own $1 a-week, charity jar, and, whilst; ‘animals are my thing’ perhaps you’d prefer to donate your money to a cancer-related or childhood charity the choice is yours.  I currently, donate monthly to the RSL, but whomever you choose; they’d appreciate the gift, whether it’ $13 a-quarter, $26 twice-yearly, or $52 annually.

I don’t know about you, but $1 wouldn’t even buy me a full-priced chocolate bar, but cumulatively, ‘all’ our dollars, might save a beautiful creatures life.

Below are some wonderful charities that would love your donations or perhaps you have your own personal favourite.

Make 2016, the year you give something back.

P.S: It’d be tax-deductible.

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http://www.soidog.org/en/about-soi-dog/

http://www.puppyrescuemission.com/

http://wwf.org/

http://www.ifaw.org/

http://www.rspca.org.au/

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What Is An Animal Communicator

Barbie Perkins-Cooper

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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