Welcome 2019 and let’s start this fine new year with our Rabbit Rabbit!
I want to thank you all for your kindness in the past and I look forward to making memories with all of you in 2019! May you embrace the year ahead and write your twelve new chapters any way you wish!
Keep shining your heartlights to light up our world with love! I believe in you! We are all connected! I wish you a year filled with abundant blessings!
Shine On!
xo
I have a bunny whom I met when I first moved into the house. He was a small brown rabbit, a baby. I never saw him with any other bunnies. We got used to each other over time and he has gotten to the point where he doesn’t run from me, although he doesn’t come near me either. But we can sit companionably nearby whenever we meet.
He’s been sleeping under my porch as I have seen him hopping out from under it in the mornings which made me wonder – why? I thought that bunnies lived in burrows. But a good friend (thanks Mark!) told me that it’s the boy bunnies who tend to live above ground, leaving the momma and her babies to stay safely in the burrows. So that makes sense to me and it makes me grateful for my porch which offers him shelter during the stormy weather.
I named my bunny Clover and although I don’t have a new photo of him to show you, you’ve seen him before here, and here .
Being that today is March 1st and our special Rabbit Rabbit, White Rabbit, White Rabbit day, I thought it fitting to share my Clover with you!
May your month of March be filled with love, light and healing —- and LUCK!
Shine On!
xo
Full Definition of luck by Merriam-Webster is:
1 a : a force that brings good fortune or adversity
b : the events or circumstances that operate for or against an individual
Curiously, I believe in luck and yet, I don’t, which is a conundrum on St. Patrick’s Day even though I have a smidgen of Irish in me. I believe in fate. I believe in free will. I believe in karma. I believe in the ability to change our ways of thinking in order to change our lives. I believe in angelic help.
What do you believe? Have you ever sat for a moment to ponder your beliefs, to write them out and then peruse them? Do they still stand stoically rooted in your childhood beliefs as they were downloaded to you from your past or have they changed over time, expanding the limits to an expanse of limitlessness?
Beliefs from childhood can be limiting or limitless depending on our circumstances and what is downloaded to us from our parental figures and from those whom we looked up to as children. As we grow, we learn and expand our thinking or we can stay stuck in those beliefs that were given to us from the start. It’s a choice to see ourselves as limited or limitless. It’s a work in progress as we develop our mindset to raise our personal vibration in the world at large.
Perhaps it’s that old adage of seeing the glass 1/2 empty or 1/2 full or with gratitude for even having a glass. Today in honor of feeling lucky, I’d love to hear from you. Are you lucky? Do you believe in luck? What do you believe?
Shine On!
xo
Rabbit, Rabbit…White Rabbit, White Rabbit…
It’s been a long few days since my knee surgery. Today is the first day that I’ve even remotely felt like venturing to write a post, but I thought it’s the perfect time to bring up a tradition that we’ve been doing for years. Today is September 1st and on the first of every month, we say, “Rabbit, rabbit, white rabbit, white rabbit,” in the morning before breakfast (although it’s a loose rule because years ago when my son was 5, he cried because he forgot to say it before he ate and was convinced he would have a bad month) So, being the good Mom, I amended the rule quickly before the tears really began rolling. In fact, as my sons have grown, they’ve twisted the rabbit, rabbit to monkey, monkey ~ in a show of independence and yet caring for dear ol’ Mom. Not quite rebelling as such, but doing it their way. I don’t mind, I think it’s funny because they get such a kick out of saying it to me.
Do any of you know of this tradition? I can’t tell you where it began for me or how…I just know that the start of the new month has me declaring that phrase before savoring my first sip of my coffee in the early morning and brings me a smile knowing that I’ve begun my month with luck!
I started looking up the phrase ‘Rabbit, rabbit” and a plethora of websites and theories abounded. Some stated that the tradition started in the 1880s, some stated that there are conditions upon saying the phrase to another person, some even have a slight variation on the way it’s said (hare in the morning, rabbit at night). It’s an interesting take on a cute family tradition that I never thought much about….until now.
One piqued my interest:
“There is a tradition in the military (at least in the USAF) involving white rabbit. It is a game, as well as a way to keep in touch with those with whom you were stationed. When a new month begins, it is a contest as to who can tell the other person ‘white rabbit’ first; must be live communication, no answering machines, letters, etc. Usually the wager would be a drink. However, like I said, it allowed you an ‘excuse’ to call people once a month and catch up.”
So, in the military tradition, I send you Rabbit, Rabbit first…
Now let’s go get a Mimosa to start off our month with luck!
For me, it’ll be lucky because you’re buying!
Have you said it this morning?
Rabbit, Rabbit, White Rabbit, White Rabbit
to YOU!
xo
“Oh what a beautiful morning,
Oh what a beautiful day,
I’ve got a wonderful feeling,
Everything’s going my way.”*
*Music by Richard Rodgers, lyric by Oscar Hammerstein II
Copyright © 1943 by Williamson Music
Can you spot the little leprechauns in the card above? My friend AAngel posted a picture of Spring this morning and I was inspired to make the card above with it! Obviously she didn’t see those tiny little helpers in her picture…
When my boys were little, every March 17th, we would take a walk and I would make up stories about leprechauns. I explained how we needed to look up to find a rainbow in the sky because they hid the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. We would eagerly scan the sky to see if there were any signs of a rainbow and then we would walk slowly, our eyes darting around the green grass to see if we could spot any leprechauns who may be carrying their gold back to the rainbow’s end.
Inevitably, as we would be wandering, we would scare up a small animal which would make rustling noises and my kids would be convinced that we had come upon a leprechaun. Together we would stealthily stalk the bush from where they had heard the noises ~ this gave me the precious few seconds that I needed in order to grab a few ‘gold coins’ aka shiny pennies from my pockets and throw them behind me.
Upon hearing the clinkity clank of the coins, my boys would wheel around thoroughly convinced that they had indeed scared a leprechaun and he had dropped his gold! Laughing all the while, I would watch as they picked up the pennies and pulled me down the street hoping to find more leprechauns!
I loved listening to their chatter as their imaginations ‘saw’ the green jacket of a leprechaun suddenly darting behind a leaf…and they could ‘see’ the faint colors of a rainbow in the sky.
Perhaps we need to remember these moments in our own lives and awaken our imagination again. Be open to the magical moments of life ~ allow yourself to believe in what you can’t see ~ reach out to enjoy the mystical wonder of childhood fantasy ~ even just for a moment…who says there isn’t a leprechaun around the corner waiting for you?
Wherever you go and whatever you do,
May the luck of the Irish be there with you!
xo
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