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Fairy Tales Can Come True

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So the Daily Prompt asks us to write an ABOUT ME page of the future ~ 10 years from now.  Here goes…

About Me:

If someone had told me 10 years ago when I began blogging that I would have been able to have yet another dream come true, I would have felt grateful for their positivity and would have tried to believe that Fairy Tales Can Come True.  It’s not that I am not a positive person, nor that I don’t subscribe to beliefs, affirmations and belief in the Laws of Attraction.  I most certainly do.  But I had already had a few of my dreams come true so I figured it was enough.  But God/Universe/Life had other plans for me and I am truly grateful for what I have received and been able to share with others.  For I have seen my dreams explode in a way that I could never have imagined, they have developed world wide which helped me to return to my love of traveling internationally as well.  I guess that’s what happens when you continually try to stay on the path of your red carpet!

This is my third work opportunity come true ~ the first being find a job out of college where all I wished for was to use my Spanish (I didn’t care what else it entailed ~ I went into banking, then sold tennis racquets internationally),  and then my second was that I wanted to be a role model for students who were studying the Spanish language I was teaching them so I became a teacher to teenagers which was an amazing time in my life ~ and  then I had a dream I would survive the breast cancer that riddled my body as well as my life and check ~ that dream came true.

Then I was dream-less for awhile.  Lazy, hazy days of hmmm…what do I want to accomplish?  I’m simply a ship bobbing along the surface of the sea without oars, just knowing that I wanted to make a world-wide difference in the lives of others.  I wanted to find a way to help them to heal their lives by teaching baby steps on which to find peace.  And then it happened.  My prayers were answered, my dreams came true!  I received The Presents of Presence that I’d been sending out ~ they came back a hundred fold, a thousand fold and I am forever grateful to all of you for sticking with me, for sharing my presents and for sending out love and receiving the love that I was sending to all of you.  Thank you to all of you!  I am forever grateful!

Shine On!

xo

Daily Prompt: About Page of the Future

Write the About page for your blog in 10 years.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us FUTURE.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/09/daily-prompt-about-page/

Fall Has Arrived…

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Fall has arrived.  Behold the changing leaves, and enjoy the crisp breeze.  Let your eyes take in the bursts of color.  Transformation is afoot and hope is in the air. ~ Unknown

Well this morning has proved to me that Autumn has arrived with certainty.  Yesterday Sissy and family came for dinner and she was humming a Christmas tune which has now settled in my brain.  ‘Tis the season and oh what fun it is to ride!  I love the chill in the air, the gem-colored falling leaves and the beginning to look a lot like Christmas feel to the air!  I am not in a hurry for ol’ Saint Nick to arrive.  I don’t rush the holiday season at all.  But I do adore the world when we are all happier and it seems to me that the holiday season brings out the best in us all!

So if the chill in the air puts a happy tune in your heart like me ~ let’s transform our world now with hope in the air and in our hearts!

Shine On!

xo

Like Grains of Sand

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My Life is Like the Beach

Bazillions of grains of sand on the beach is like my life ~ trillions of moments that pass through my life, some like stones and others like the waves washing over the beach.  Connecting the dots, the moments, the memories, and the people that like the sea, ebb and flow in my life is what I like to do ~ to reminisce and to make new memories, new connections, new friendships.  I guess that’s why I like to blog.  Just this morning, a blogger wrote about ‘walkabout’ and I was reminded that she is from Australia, which reminded me of Crocodile Dundee, which in turn connected me to the memory of living in Spain and traveling through Europe with a friend…we met many Aussies and ended up traveling with 2 for a few days.  In fact, when I returned to the States, one of them came to visit me and I took him to see New York City!  We had such a lovely time, but we fell asleep on the train going back to NJ and ended up stuck at a train station at 2am with no taxis to bring us home.  I called a friend who lived nearby and he came to pick us up.  What a memorable night.  We laughed about it as Tim (the Aussie) and I had fought over who was allowed to fall asleep on the train ride and we both ended up sleeping!  Now how’s that for a crazy string of connections?

So do you see what I mean?  One happenstance word brought on such a string of connections to my memory bank and ended up making me smile this morning!  Has this ever happened to you?  Surely the Daily Prompt today may bring out a string of connections as well since that’s today’s post.  It’s like there only needs to be that spark of recognition in order for the memory to ignite in our brains and take off like a rocket!  Sometimes the rocket brings us to outer space where it’s all stars and moonbeams and sometimes it can lead us down into the path of darkness and (yikes) ugly memories.  Such is life I guess.

I try for the most part, to concentrate on the good in my life.  Sure, there’s been bad.  I won’t deny it.  But there’s also been such good in my life that it outweighs the heavy, sad baggage that I’ve carried for years.  Do you feel that way too?  Wouldn’t you rather be lighthearted and happy and grounded than be weighted down by the negativity that can immerse you in its depths of darkness?  Wouldn’t you rather comb the beach for the colorful shells of happy memories than to drag a bag of brokenness behind you, allowing it to weigh you down?

In my life, I’ve chosen to comb the beach without weight  Sure, I know what I’ve endured and many of my readers know a bit of my story too.  Heck we all have stories!  But it’s what we do with those experiences, that knowledge that is the important part.

We are all like grains of sand on the beach living and breathing close by, connecting when the sea of sadness scoops us up in its wave, only to be later deposited back on the beach.  We can keep rolling with the waves or we can be stuck under the water, drowning in our own sadness.  It’s your choice.  It’s up to you.  Me, I’m up on shore, waiting for that wave to ride and then come back to my proper place…by your side.

Honestly, I just let my fingers talk today so I haven’t a clue what this post is really about so please forgive me.  I hope it speaks to whom it’s supposed to today.. thanks for understanding.  Big hugs to you!

Shine On!

xo

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Daily Prompt: Connect the Dots

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/08/daily-prompt-connection-2/

Scour the news for an entirely uninteresting story. Consider how it connects to your life. Write about that.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us a CONNECTION.

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Head to BlogHer’s NaBloMoPo Central for more prompts, inspiration, and motivation to help you post every day — in November and beyond!

Laugh, Love and Be Grateful

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Laugh, Love and Be Grateful

Lately I find that perhaps because it’s November and the start of the holiday season that I stop periodically throughout the day to just breathe for a moment and to be grateful.  Do you ever take a moment to simply breathe and count your blessings?  It’s not exactly a meditation for you may remember how I fared with Deepak and Oprah awhile back.  Click here!  A full-sitdown meditation session even if it’s only for 20 minutes is still too much for me to handle.  But these itty bitty snapshots of gratitude have been lifesavers lately.  I feel a bit more grounded.  I feel a release of stress and I feel a relaxation and almost like I”m dropping my troubles at the door again. Remember the Trouble Tree?  Click here!

Every morning my son and I walk to his bus.  It’s early and the world is quiet ~ such a magical time for us both!  It’s our together time, before the hustle and bustle of our days begin and I treasure it with all of my heart.  We look up at the sky, notice nature and enjoy each other’s company for a few precious minutes each morning.  Even bundled up against the wind, the rain and the cold weather, I wouldn’t change a thing because as we walk, we talk, we notice the sky, the leaves, the trees and all the bounties that Mother Nature provides.  Sometimes I am even gifted with linking arms with him as we walk (especially when it’s cold out and oh, how I love the cold or the rain for just that reason!).  I sip my coffee as we wait and chat.  Some mornings we share a laugh, sometimes we are simply quiet.  But I always feel we are surrounded by love.  He’s a teenager, but such a loving, typical teenage boy ~ I love his spirit, his kindness and he’s growing up to be a good man.  He’s not a Mama’s boy ~ far from it ~ but he’s a caring, kind and good person who keeps his teenager-ness with all its bells and whistles intact.  But it’s in these mornings, that I see the man he is growing to be and I”m proud to say he’s my son.  And as I walk back down the silent street after the bus has come to take him to school, I notice all the graciousness in my life.  I give thanks for the gifts of the day, I send up my silent please for whatever I may need and I imagine that red carpet ahead, leading me and my family on the path of our highest good.  I bless the world we have made and I look joyfully towards my day.

`Tis the season to be grateful, to appreciate and to expand the blessings that we have been given.  Look around.  Who needs a smile from you?  Who needs a hug?  Who needs a few extra moments in your day?  You have plenty of all ~ why not share?  You know that what you focus on expands, what you give out you receive one hundred fold back in return and what you give out you get!

Since we know all of those little ditties (and surely there are more so please comment with them) then why don’t we make it a daily practice?  Just take a few moments everyday to stop, to be breathe, to be grateful, to count our blessings and to smile.  Imagine how much sweeter the world would be if we could all do this everyday?!

Want to join me? 

Shine On!

xo

Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge

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Ellie ~ a perfect little angel!

Meet Ellie, my friend’s pup with whom I enjoyed a playful romp in her yard the other day.  What fun we had just running around the yard playing tag!  I felt like I was 5 years old again, laughing and smiling when I needed it most.  It’s such a gift to enjoy the moment of now, to frolic in the leaves of fall and to find our inner child and let her go for a few minutes!  How freeing it is to find joy to store up for when you need it most.  Yesterday we had sad news so today I will remember how happy this moment was and use it to heal my soul and dislodge some of my sadness.

Thanks little Ellie for the puppy therapy yesterday!  The giggles heal the sadness in my soul.

Shine On!

xo

Michelle’s Weekly Pet Challenge ~ Click Here!

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Intense Sunset

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The sun has set on the life of a dear friend of mine whom I’ve known since I was 14.  My heart grieves, huge heaping tears which wrack my body from my core, erupting in gasps, tears and a very snotty nose.  I am so very sad although I am very grateful that he is finally at peace.  For you see, he had terminal cancer and he just wasn’t ever going to get better.  I hadn’t seen him in a few years, but we’d kept in touch via his family.  I knew bits and pieces from his Mom and his family and although he never answered any of the cards I sent him, I knew he got them and I hoped that they made him smile.

For the one thing I’ve learned since my own Dad’s death is that we are all human.  We have foibles.  We’ve made choices that perhaps in hindsight, we regret.  But there are always those things that shine in our lives as well.  For those whom we leave behind, we leave moments of grandeur, of beauty, of brilliance.  Perhaps it is a hug when truly needed, perhaps it was a connection when we felt alone.  Perhaps it was simply being a friend when friendship was needed.  These sometimes fleeting gestures are what our memories hold onto when the sun has set for them and all that is left for us here on Earth are the memories.

CAngel and I had a long history.  He helped me through some tough times and had soft spot in his heart even though he could appear blustery.  Perhaps that’s what happens as we age.  There were shared memories that we held and his kindness to me has never been forgotten.  He was there for me when no one else could reach me.  He dared to brave my stubbornness at a time when I had fooled all the others.  He cared as a friend, reached out to hold my hand and walk with me when I didn’t want to walk.

I loved his sweet soul even though his human self got lost.  The layers of time didn’t help him.  The demons that he faced at times were too much.  I hope that his children will be reminded of that sweet side of their Dad for it was there ~ he had a way of being goofy when he wanted to get you to laugh ~ Beaker from the Muppets always reminds me of him as his rendition was a guaranteed giggle from me.  We went to the Prom together many moons ago and his protectiveness still lingers when I recall that time in my life.  He watched out for me.  He wasn’t afraid to be silly in order to get a smile ~ he was carefree and easy back then.  He laughed, he smiled, he loved life.

I used to babysit for his sisters whom I always felt close to even though they were younger than me.  CAngel taught me that when you throw magazines into the fireplace that they make the fire change into beautiful colors.  We once used all of magazines in the house, watching the fire burn blues, greens and golds for hours.  I’m certain his parents had a lot of ash to clean out of the fireplace after we were through.  I remember laughing with him often.  Thinking of him now brings a smile to my face for I am grateful for having known him.  The move Ferris Bueller reminds me of him.  He would have been a perfect Ferris.

He came into my life at the perfect time.  We always remained friends even though I hadn’t seen him in years.  If he had called and asked me for a favor, I would have helped him.  Considering we both endured cancer although different kinds, I wanted him to find the lessons that I learned and to be able to walk away from it with grace, dignity and the ability to find the presents in being present.  I cannot say if he found those gifts since he wasn’t able to speak anymore.  I can only say that I wish I’d done more, sent more cards, pushed to chat with him even though he hadn’t wanted to talk.  Selfish of me, I know.

He leaves behind a loving family ~ a caring ex-wife and 3 beautiful children.  They now have a Daddy in Heaven which breaks my heart.  His parents, his sisters and their families all feel the burden of this sadness.  His Mom in particular who battled cancer herself and has been my rock for years, will have to find peace now in knowing that her only son resides in the Heavens.

Tears continue to plop onto my keyboard as I write this post.  Big, fat drops of sadness.  I knew it would make me sad when I learned he had passed away, but I wasn’t ready for the intensity of my feelings.  Does it make me feel my own mortality?  Does it make me realize the pricelessness of my family’s love, my sons’ hugs and my husband’s kisses?  Does it make a difference in my daily life?  Does it remind me how fleeting these moments and days and years can be?  Does it allow me the space in my heart to weather any storms that may come my way because I am still here?  Does it erase the excuses that I put up in front of myself everyday ~ too busy to reach out, too busy to exercise, too busy to fill in the blank?  Yes. Yes. Yes.

I send out love to CAngel ~ may you find peace ~ “You Are Worth It” as you once told me. 

Rest in Peace dear friend.  You are loved by many.

Shine On!

xo

Daily Prompt: Intense!

Describe the last time you were surprised by the intensity of a feeling you had about something, or were surprised at how strongly you reacted to something you thought wouldn’t be a big deal.

Photographers, artists, poets: show us INTENSE.

http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/11/05/daily-prompt-intense/

Out of My Comfort Zone

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I started something which is straight out of my comfort zone ~ I mean this is such a stretch that I don’t even know where this trail is going to take me, but I’m ready.  I’m excited.  I’m nervous.  I”m uncertain, but I’m certain that this is my red carpeted journey come to life.  You see, I decided to join many other bloggers on the NaNoWriMo and the NaBloPoMo month-long event.

I changed my gravatar and tweaked my blog background in response to changing and stretching…so join me as I blog every day in November and try to write 50,000 words by the end of November!  It’s a big challenge ~ however it feels right for me so I’m doing it!  It’s free, it’s motivational and who knows where it will lead me ~ or lead you!  Come on ~ Anyone else want to get in on getting in touch with your Inner Hotshot and stretching out of your comfort zone?  Let me know below and we can pal up!

Feel free to come along with me!  There’s plenty of room!

Reach out to Rarasaur ~ click here

  as she will give you step by step instructions!  Thanks Rara!

Click here to check out YeahWrite NaBloPoMo

Click here for BlogHer NaBloPoMo

Shine On!

xo