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Rabbit Rabbit October 1st

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It’s the first of the month and you know what you need to do, right?  Say…

Rabbit Rabbit White Rabbit White Rabbit!

May the chill in the air invigorate you

May the falling leaves blanket a path upon the earth for you to walk

May the bejeweled colors ignite your creativity

May what is no longer needed in your life fall away

May comfort foods nourish you

May family time warm your heart

May your head fall upon the pillow nightly with gratitude for the day’s events

May you snuggle down in front of a warm fireside at the end of the day

And fall in love.*

Shine On!

xo

*Poem by Y.D.

 

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May 1st Rabbit Rabbit

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Rabbit Rabbit, White Rabbit, White Rabbit to you today on this First of May!

This sweet bunny has such a cute face that I had to use him today.  You know how excited I get when a new month begins!  You know my ritual too if you have been here for awhile.  I get so inspired by a new month, let alone how inspired I am every morning when I wake up!  I love that there’s a whole new day and month on which to build memories with others and for myself.

I hope that you remember to say Rabbit Rabbit today and that you enjoy the month ahead to its fullest!  Hop along with joy, with kindness and with your heartlight shining in all you do!

Shine On!

xo

I Root For The Underdog

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Consistently, I like to root for the underdog.  I’ve always been that way.  I like to see someone who isn’t favored, succeed.  It’s not that I don’t like the favored person because I do.  But there’s something about the underdog that pulls at my heart.

What about you?  Do you feel the same way?

To me, there’s a magic in the underdog succeeding and I feel the need to support them.  I guess it’s how I like my people too.  Those that come off as braggarts or too high and mighty turn me off.  Those that quietly do well and succeed are the ones I like to stay in touch with and be around.

People who have overcome the odds are the most interesting to me.  It’s not that I wish anyone ill will, but when you have experienced hardship and come through the life lessons that test even the strongest of individuals, to me, there’s something magical about you.  I am inspired by those people.  I admire them.  I enjoy when they share their stories with me.  For those that life comes easily to, I like them as well.  It’s just that there’s a depth to those who have endured tough times.  I guess I feel a kinship of sorts to them because I have endured hard times as well.  Luckily, looking back in hindsight on my life, I realize that those life lessons made me the woman I am today so I don’t regret any of it, even though I wish much of it I hadn’t experienced.  But that’s life, isn’t it?

Did you recognize Underdog from the TV series?

Do you root for the underdog too?

Shine On!

xo

*Underdog image from Wikipedia.

 

The Gift In Ordinary Moments

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The other day, I shared that a friend’s Mama recently passed.  Although we hadn’t known each other for more than a few years, what we packed into those few years was a lifetime of friendship.  You know, when you bond instantly and there’s no rhyme or reason to it.  It just happens effortlessly?

I can’t seem to stop the tears when I think about the good times we had and I just realized why…Because I am grateful for the ordinary moments we shared that ended up being extraordinary.  Let me repeat that…

Ordinary moments we shared, ended up being extraordinary

There’s a preciousness to ordinary life that we forget in our haste to be special.  There’s a gift in being present without fanfare, the gift of just sitting around talking or sharing a meal that when we look back, it wasn’t special, it wasn’t a hoopla holiday.  It was the ordinary mealtime, but because we were all together, it was special.

Am I making sense?

It’s the simple things, the ordinary meals that are like home to us.  The caring, the camaraderie, the joy in just being together in the routine setting makes for a precious memory.  We don’t need the hoopla all the time.  Yes, hoopla holidays are special.  I have no doubts about that!  But the preciousness of being outweighs them in my book.

Perhaps I’m feeling melancholy today, noticing the simple pleasures that surround us in everyday life that we sometimes overlook.  Being in that moment of presence is just so important.  Don’t you think?

Shine On!

xo

 

 

My Blog’s Gone Wild!

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Oh my goodness!  Did you notice that I posted THREE TIMES yesterday!  I mean THREE different, separate posts???  I’ve NEVER done that in all my years of blogging.  You know that can only mean that the Universe has other plans or there’s a sneaky gremlin in my computer who thought he’d play a trick on me!  I mean, I didn’t even schedule those posts for yesterday (well except the first one), but somehow they all ended up posting!

How Bizarre!

Has this ever happened to you?  Did you think I’d gone off my rocker?  Did you unfollow me for posting too many times in one day?  Please don’t cancel your follow!  I don’t know what happened yesterday, but I guess the WordPress demons had a good laugh!  AND used up a few of my drafts that I was saving!  Joanna, can you please send me some help over here?  I remember when your blog acted up too!

Well, it’s all out there now, so I hope you enjoyed them!

May you have a good day…I will pray that nothing other than this post publishes today!

Ahhh…sweet peace!

Shine On!

xo

The Gift of Choice

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Choice is a gift, but I think sometimes it’s one that we shun because we forget we have it in our back pocket.

~ Misifusa

I don’t know about you, but sometimes in life I feel like I have no choice but to do whatever is expected of me.  I will figuratively move mountains to help, to accomplish or to do what needs to be done, even when I don’t want to even think about putting one more thing on my list to do.

But we have a choice, even when we feel like we are backed into a corner with no exit sign nearby.  We can choose to comply or to bend or to not.

On the other hand, I think we also get bogged down with seeing life from only one side of the track or perspective and yet, there’s a whole other view which we can choose to look at or even better, choose to be the observer and look at the entire scenario, like the producer of a play.  Instead of being one of the characters in your life play, we can look with fresh eyes at the whole scene and get a better perspective.  Be the audience or the producer instead of the character, bound by her leading assigned role.

I can hear you now, it’s not that easy Pollyanna.

But yes, it is, dear friends.  You have the gift of choice at every moment of every day.  Do you realize how many unconscious decisions we make in a day?  What if we were to consciously choose from the producer’s point of view instead of our own limited point of view?  Do you think we’d choose the same decisions?  I’m thinking yes, sometimes and no, sometimes not.

Have you ever pondered that we have the gift of choice that we don’t always utilize?  Can you think of any situation when you could have used your gift of choice with free reign and maybe had a better outcome?

Just another thought to ponder today.  Share below what you think!

Shine On!

xo

Desiderata

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Desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.

Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, Copyright 1952.