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#BellaBellaBellaIloveYouToo

“We must give more

In order to get more.

It is in the generous giving of ourselves

That produces the generous harvest”. … Orison Swett Mardes

 

For three days now I have planned on being at my computer, having done my morning meditation and my journal, ready to start the day writing. Of course I am referring to that wonderful quote by Robert Burns:

“The best laid schemes of mice and men”.…. Robert Burns

Meaning “The most carefully prepared plans may go wrong.”

Origin

From Robert Burns’ poem To a Mouse, 1786. It tells of how he, while ploughing a field, upturned a mouse’s nest. The resulting poem is an apology to the mouse:

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“But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane [you aren’t alone]

In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes o’ mice an’ men
Gang aft a-gley, [often go awry]
An’ lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promised joy.”

The poem is of course the source for the title of John Steinbeck’s 1937 novel – Of Mice and Men. Whilst I find the language a trifle hard to read these days I also find it soothing on the ear, especially if a kindly Scot would read them to me.

I have refused to say these words, or even think them, in my practice of the Law of Attraction, and only bring the positive into my life and what I am doing. So far it is working and my everyday life is filled with happiness and almost miraculous occurrences. Yet, even with the best of intentions I haven’t made it in to my computer to get my blog done. I try to remember how I did it before and I remember two important things.

  • I was really ill and the ONLY thing I did with my day, apart from the mandatory shower and dress to pretend I was human, was the writing of my blog.
  • I didn’t have a small bundle of joy who has taken it upon herself to sit on my lap as I try to type.
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Bella, the gardening Guru! She loved the long grass so did the snakes!

“Winning is not a sometime thing:

It’s an all-time thing.

You don’t win once in a while,

You don’t do things right

Once in a while, you do them right all the time.

Wining is a habit.

Unfortunately, so is losing.” – Vince Lombardi.

Bella the beautiful, Bella the coffee dog and Bella full of loving cuddles and sharp, sharp teeth, has taken over my time. Taken over my life and I love it!  All my time! Okay, I’ll admit it, she was the biggest gift the LOA has sent to me and it has indeed filled my world with a beautiful and new kind of love. The unconditional love of an animal for a human. Or is she loving the human? Or Spirit? Or both?

I have watched her as we go out to the shopping centres and coffee shops, as she  sees someone with a bright shining aura, often with spirits around them. If they come too near she becomes fidgety and someone times tries to avoid them, yet I’m convinced she is seeing spirits. Why not? She was present when my husband’s Uncle passed away recently, and after only two brief visits, she cried piteously as his spirit was passing. Immediately I saw him leave she quieted down as if nothing had occurred.

Strange but true.

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It has also happened at home. The lights will begin their dance and electrical appliances their light show, often the television at news time (ouch says Ray), and she will begin staring at an area, with such a fixed look, that I know she is seeing someone. Frequently I see a shape or catch a glimpse of someone, but it seems Bella the beautiful, of the sharp teeth, has an acute sense for Spirit activity, It’s not surprising, there have been numerous tomes written about the psychic ability of animals.

So, until my assorted migraines which rip into my skull like hot knives through butter accompanied by the kaleidoscope of multi-coloured and super bright lights whirling around my head and the periphery of my vision, decide to subside, my gallant 1.5kg nurse and companion, will be my permanent guest, wherever I am. That being said, the nasty Nazi Shopping Centre guards officiously asked us to remove ourselves, and the offending pooch from the shopping centre. Hilarious if you could have seen the silent little head, just poking out of the bag she is carried around in.

We complied of course. It seems Redland Bay is not as laid back and accepting as Byron Bay or the trendy coffee shops of Teneriffe and New Farm. That is what I have been told since then, so we will, in due course, have to find out. Like the “Pied Piper of Hamlin” we leave the centres with our stream of young children all waiting patiently to stroke the tiny bundle of love.

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Alas, my cross-eyed gaze coupled with my already pounding gyroscopic coloured balls of light in my vision have decreed my story must remain short’

Here is a lovely quote I read at least once a day to keep me motivated.

#BellaBellaBellaIt'sLove

Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations.

I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them

and try to follow where they lead.” – Louisa May Alcott

 

Blessings, Susan♥

© Susan Jamieson, 2015

 

 

 

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#Inecapable Time

Time’s miraculous passage through our lives. Image courtesy of Josephine Wall Art

“The illimitable, silent, never-resting thing called Time, rolling, rushing on, swift, silent, like an all-embracing ocean-tide, on which we and all the universe swim like exhalations, like apparitions which are, and then are not”…. ~Thomas Carlyle

It seems at one and the same time, absolutely incredible that not one month, nor two but almost three months have passed since I last wrote a post for Owls and Orchids. It has never been very far from my mind, yet there seems to have been a never-ending stream of events, of things, which needed to be done, or attended to and the days were gone before I knew it.

In some ways it was always going to happen, I simply didn’t think it would be such a long time. I made a promise to myself, that after the previous fourteen month of drug imposed restrictions that I was going to do as much as I could, to get the move from New South Wales to Queensland done – MY WAY!

Perhaps that was where things began to unravel. I was, at that time, still in a lot of pain and felt indescribably wretched from the copious amounts of antibiotics still in my system. My release from the Lyme induced prison had not yet relinquished its hold on me, even if I had been given the “all clear” that I did not, in fact, have, nor ever had Lyme disease. That alone sent my mind into dizzying circles, from which it was often hard to extricate myself. Yet, we had the move to our new home to arrange and I refused to sit, or lay, idly by whilst the hectic work revolved around me.

The new place in Redland Bay was a delightful enticement after the disappointments of Ocean Shores. I would miss the view of the ocean, but in reality, I had been ensconced in my four square prison and only intermittently was able to get outside to see and enjoy it. The irony is not lost on me that I have exchanged, what was supposed to be a location, filled with ocean views, fresh air, healthy and relaxing, for one which is, well, almost suburbia. I say almost, because we are a little off the beaten track, just in a small pocket of civilisation where I can access the dreaded pharmacy, much more easily visit my doctor and, a five-minute stroll arrive at a beautiful water enclosure, boardwalk, trees and filled with all manner of bird life and the occasional kangaroo and wallaby. We have yet to visit the spot where the wallabies come out in early morning and evening to get some photos – but, all in good time.  The camera has yet to be downloaded of all its photos!

 

Falling in with the packing! Image courtesy of busybeingfabulous.com

But – THE MOVE! An interminable number of boxes seemed to parade in front of me daily, each filled and taped to be replaced by another. This, after having decided not to unpack the majority of our belongings, as we felt uncomfortable within moments of getting the keys at Ocean Shores.

I achieved more in that last month than I had for the previous fourteen. I found muscles which had been hammered in the forges of medical experimentation and proclaimed loudly their new abuse. Yet it was also a good feeling. I felt once more, that I was finally achieving something worthwhile. Time seemed, not an enemy, but a friend again.

The relocation was tiring and time-consuming  as they usually are. The large spaces we had seen were rapidly engulfed by more and more boxes as the truck was unloaded. Daily more boxes were unpacked as homes for their contents were found – and yes, I was deciding where things were to be housed. It was a glorious feeling, knowing that I was arranging my kitchen, my clothes, my books, all the many things which make a house into a home. I was doing all those things once more. No longer would I wander around the house, wondering where something had been stored because I hadn’t unpacked it. Time had regained its orderly flow once more. In control and loving it – or so I like to believe. And no, I don’t believe control is the big baddy it has been made out to be.

 

#Inescapable Time

I saw time slipping away as I rushed through each day. Image courtesy of mariana-a.deviantart.com

“Time is a very healing place, one in which you can grow.” ~Denise Tanner

Yet herein I also found my obsession again. That indefinable and inseparable part of myself which wanted everything to be placed “just so”. As things took shape around me I found a greater impetus each day to keep going, despite the increasing pain, to forge my new home into the vision I had for it. Boxes have an amazing array of hard edges and corners, a depth to them which defies normal reach and I found myself entrapped and attacked by the capriciousness of cardboard!

An unfortunate three weeks with a heavy cold cramped my style in ways I hadn’t foreseen. Frustration ran rampant, as I looked with growing dislike at the small number of boxes I had unpacked each day. This was in no way helped by an officious and supercilious doctor, who decided she knew me, my condition and what I needed more than I did after a mere five-minute consultation. So much for a simple script for antibiotics to cure the chest infection, and pain meds to help me “soldier on”. Meds I should add, which I showed her I had been prescribed by my doctor and had taken for some time. She promptly decided to re write my medication needs and refused to give me the pain meds at all. – If I’m suffering now it must be due to the uncomplimentary names I called her for several days after this visit. Needless to say, I won’t be visiting her again!
So, here we are finally. I still have my crystal display case to unpack and sort out, but that is the final item. I really prefer to leave all those fragile and sentimental items until everything else is in place. But, I’m here, and with the help of Spirit, life can begin in a new and more delightful way than ever.
Time passes and new things are found in unexpected places. Obstacles will be overcome and life can take its new path. The delights of the newly discovered will once more be mine.

 

#Inescapable Time

Carried away on Unicorn dreams. Image courtesy of Josephine Wall Art

 

“Time is a brisk wind, for each hour it brings something new… but who can understand and measure its sharp breath, its mystery and its design?” ~Paracelsus

Blessings, Susan

© July 2014 Susan Jamieson

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#ScheduledProgamming

Celtic Goddess Epona… Facebook.com

 I hear there are people who actually enjoy moving. Sounds like a disease to me – they must be unstable. Though it does have it’s poetry, I’ll allow that. When an old dwelling starts looking desolate, a mixture of regret and anxiety comes over us and we feel like we are leaving a safe harbor for the rolling sea. As for the new place, it looks on us with alien eyes, it has nothing to say to us, it is cold.”
Jan Neruda, Prague Tales

It almost becomes an imperative, once the blogging bug takes hold. There is a pleasure, a gratefulness that the words you pen are read by other people. Not only that they are read but that people also enjoy, are entertained by, or perhaps learn something from those words you offer.

Perhaps they are lofty ideals but they are pleasant ones. Moreover, they are ones which bring no harm to anyone, which is something I’m rather passionate about. In everything I do, I hope that someone may find a word which helps them in their day-to-day life, even if it is only a temporary distraction.

It began as a distraction for me and has grown to mean a great deal more. Friends I have made in my journey have grown to mean a great deal to me. It has become empowering. However, I am now knee-deep in cartons and tape, boxes and paper, bubble wrap and labels, as we pack up our home and prepare to move.

 

It would be woefully inadequate to say I am in a state where I feel capable to render much assistance with this. Such is my stubborn nature that I refuse to allow my health issues to stop me from doing what I can. I can truthfully say that this move, more than any other has seen me less helpful than I would like.

A day in bed, trying to “rest up” has barely dented the drain on my pitiful reserves. However, in ten days’ time the removalists arrive and ready we must be, and I want to do my part. (Plus, it niggles like fury when I cannot find anything at the other end!)

So, for the next ten to fourteen days my regular blogging schedule will be interrupted. I will post as and when I can and share any funny, farcical incidents which always occur when people pack up their lives to move. Falling into packing boxes always makes the onlookers smile if not the person upended inside the box.

Regular programming is expected to resume after the 3rd May. Wish me well. I think I may need it.

 

Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

#ScheduledProgramming

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For your blog do you basically use Windows or Mac, laptop, desktop, pad, or phone?

I’m basically a Windows user. I prefer to flesh out my post in Word and get my pictures organised and then upload to WordPress. I have to admit the removal of the Word uplift tool from the toolbar is a pain in the keester and has made life difficult. Like all “improvement” there are sometimes downsides, and I seriously wish they would reconsider putting the function back which they have stated they most definitely will not.

OK, rant finished and the answer was…..Windows – and presently, on my laptop.

#ShareYourWorld

image from readytogo.microsoft.com    No advertising – Really!

 

 

As a kid, what did you want to be when you grew up?

Even as a youngster (don’t you love that antiquated word), I wanted to help people. I remember watching “The Nun’s Story” (Deborah Kerr and Peter Finch), with my mother. So from then on I wanted to be a Nun.

So it’s a long stretch to becoming a Police Officer….. I still wanted to help, but THAT is another story. 🙂

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image from ncronline.org “The Nun’s Story”

Did you grow up in a small or big town? Did you like it?

I guess I grew up in a small town….. at least it was back then. As a child it seemed plenty big enough for a geographically challenged person.

We lived almost on the outskirts of town, a few minutes and we were on the Moors, and I loved that. I always preferred the solitude of nature and my own thoughts.

#ShareYourWorld

Image from http://www.geograph.org.uk     Bradford Cathedral, Church of St, Peter.

How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are? 

Shoot, age is just a number and I have a lot of trouble remembering how old I am. In fact I had a semi disagreement with someone recently over this. They told me how old I was and I said I wasn’t! They were right too, but that’s not how I define myself.

Chronologically I’d like to be 35 again. I was fabulously fit and able to do anything. The only thing about that which I would change is…. being able to be with the person I love. After I’ve beaten this health sucker I will be fabulously me, wiser and able to do anything. How fit I can get depends on….. fitting what I decide I need into my schedule. Age is just a number and I don’t care about it.

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Susan, happy, smiling, fit and healthy

Bonus question:  What are you grateful for from last week, and what are you looking forward to in the week coming up?

I may be repeating myself but I’m grateful for the house we found and are moving to. In the week to come… oh boy, we have so much packing to do and I’m feeling the pain already. So I’m looking forward to knocking as much of that on the head so I can have a day to collapse and recuperate before the big day arrives.

I’ve managed to do so much more than I anticipated and that has been something to really be grateful for. There is so much pleasure in knowing you have been useful and productive. It’s been a while since I was able to say that. It has given me more hope for the future I am going to have than I have been able to simply envisage for a long time.  “Ask, Believe, Receive”. –Mark 11:24 and of course – LOA, Abraham – Hicks

#ShareYourWorld

Magic Happens
Image courtesy Facebook.

 

Another weekly peek…..

Blessings, Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

 

 

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There has been a small but unavoidable hiccough to normal blogging. Until my computer decides to co-operate I am unable to operate.
To say I’m frustrated is a colossal understatement and lightning has scorched the walls of the house (inside!).
I’m hoping I can get something sorted out tomorrow, or later today. In the meantime I hope you enjoy a FB offering.
I will get back to everyone once my connection and I are communicating again.
Blessings. Susan
(c) Susan Jamieson 2014

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Gratitude

Gratitude – hold it in your hands
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THE PARLIAMENT AWARD

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The Parliament Award image from Bishop Eddie Tatro

Awards - Owls and Orchids

The Parliament Award and Wolf Pack Image from Bishop Eddie Tatro

THE PARLIAMENT AWARD

 This new and beautiful set of awards (which you need to post both badges on your post) was created by Bishop Eddie Tatro and was given to me by Jenn at http://myfibrotasticlife.wordpress.com

Now onto the rules

  1. Firstly, display the Award on your site (see Award page or sidebar!) You earned it and you deserve it!
  2. List a few things that make you a loyal member.
  3. Thank the person who nominated you and link back to their blog.
  4. Nominate at least five (5) well deserving bloggers whose loyalty and love you value and consider part of your Parliament and Pack; for the Award and let them know the wonderful news by sending them a message on their site.

 

Firstly I’d like to thank Jenn for nominating me for this award… it was a complete surprise – you have NO idea.  She can be found jumping around at http://myfibrotasticlife.wordpress.com

Why do I deserve to be here, getting this award?

  1. I blog almost every day – having just finished the NaBloPoMo, I might keep up the 7days a week although I need a days off every so often.
  2. I am moved by the people I have come to know and care about through my journey here one WordPress. If I know they are having a hard time I try to be there, supporting with encouragement or a shoulder (virtual) for the to vent or cry on.
  3. I try to comment /reply if someone does say hi or anything on my posts. Sometimes it’s difficult if I just get a smiley… it feels like Cheshire cat time if we keep swapping cheesy grins. 🙂
  4. I might seem a trifle ‘distant’ but I care very deeply for others, it’s a hangover of the protective shell days.
  5. 5. I try to comment of people’s posts, or if I can find no word to add I let them know I visited and liked it by hitting that…”LIKE”  button.

My nominees are

1. Tammy at http://tlohuis.wordpress.com

2. Dawn at http://dawnyhoskin.wordpress.com

3. Trisha at http://trishapearson.wordpress.com

4. Laurie at http://laurie27wsmith.wordpress.com

5 Nina at http://thepollyannaplan.wordpress.com

Many thanks everyone.

Blessings  Susan x

As I promised here is my  final message regarding  these beautiful awards. I will miss them.

DECISION

The time has come to be upfront and share my honest thoughts to people who I respect and admire. I understand the purpose and honour of many blogger awards; I feel blessed and humbled to have been nominated a few and really I do feel honoured, however, 

 

I do not wish to receive any further awards…

 

My most grand and heart-warming awards are your Likes and Comments. Any feedback or disagreements only help me learn and grow.

Thank you for taking the time to read this post.

 

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Gratitude

Gratitude – hold it in your hands
#gratitude

“Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award”

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Sisterhood of the World Bloggers Award

This must rank as the biggest surprise of all! Nominated by the ever sparkling  Jenn at http://myfibrotasticlife.wordpress.com

Here are the rules for receiving this award

  1. Provide a link and thank the blogger who nominated you for this award.
    2. Answer the 10 questions.
    3. Nominate 10-12 blogs that you find a joy to read.
    4. Provide links to these nominated blogs and kindly let the recipients know that they have been nominated.
    5. Include the award logo within your blog post.

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1. Your favourite colour – Purple

2. Your favourite animal – Mini Fox Terriers and BIG cats, leopards, cheetah’s panther, jaguar etc.

3. Your favourite non-alcoholic drink – 1/4strength latte made with Di Bella Coffee, extra hot milk on the side – YES I know, “You call that a drink!” I like the taste but not the headache so I had to be sensible.

4. Facebook or Twitter – I do both, but I need to get better with Twitter… just have a thing about being a tweeter.

5. Your favourite pattern – a tiny sprinkling of flowers as an eye catcher. But prefer block colours.

6. Do you prefer getting or giving presents? – Both!

7. Your favourite number? – 8

8. Your favourite day of the week? – Tuesday

9. Your favourite flower? – Orchids, what else!

10. What is your passion? –  Helping others in ways they have difficulty with. Teaching people not to be afraid of the next step.

Nominees

1. http://dawnyhosking.wordpress.com

2. http://justanotherfbomb.wordpress.com

3. http://trishapearson.wordpress.com

4. http://yadadarcyyada.wordpress.com

5. http://notesfromthefog.wordpress.com

6.  http://jennadee222.wordpress.com

7. http://thepollyannaplan.wordpress.com

8. http://sirenatales.wordpress.com

9. http://starrystez.com

10. http://bipolarforlife.me

Many thanks Ladies,

Blessings,  Susan x

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