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Phalaenopsis and Cattleya orchids

Here is a snapshot of one of my passions – orchids. Definitely not a couch potato in here. 🙂

 Here is the Merriam-Webster definition of a couch potato (first used in 1982).

COUCH POTATO:  a lazy and inactive person; especially:  one who spends a great deal of time watching television

What is your favourite couch potato activity: readings, watching movies, watching sports, napping, anything on TV, computer games, play cards, or other?

I’m not really a ‘couch potato’ unless you want to include reading. I can do that almost any time of the day or night. I use the computer as a means to communicate and keep in touch, particularly since I’ve been derailed in my ‘outside’ activities to a large degree.

If I’m watching TV it will be a movie in the evening with my husband. I have a very eclectic mix of DVD’s and films I am drawn to so there’s no telling what’s on the menu at any given time. They range from comedy, feel good, light comedy romance, horror, science fiction, and science fantasy, war, western, historical and autobiographies and documentaries.  We watched “Elysium” with Matt Damon the other day – thought provoking and sad also.

What is your favourite topping on pizza?

We rarely eat pizza, too many difficulties in the diet and with medication at present.  On occasion we will make our own with prawns, crab and a seafood sauce. It’s a once in a blue moon kind of thing. We do completely  peel the prawns though.

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Small bookcase (The smallest one)

What is your favourite genre of movie or book?

Again that’s a wide open field depending on what I feel drawn to. I enjoyed reading the books by Kathy Reich’s since I love to solve them before we’re told the ending. Having said that I’m finishing re reading The Wheel of Time by Robert Jordan, but before that I was reading “Cross Stitch “by Diana Gabaldon and “Using your brain for a change” by Richard Bandler.

Movies – ‘Afterlife’, ‘Eat Pray Love’, ‘Dances with Wolves’, ‘Avatar’, ‘Dog Soldiers,’ ‘Gladiator’, and ‘Da Vinci Code’,’Lord of the Rings’, ‘Twilight’ series , ‘American Gothic’, ‘Last of the Mohicans’ and  ‘Fringe” series. As I said – eclectic.

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Do you prefer eating the frosting of the cake first?

The cake, unless it is a fruit cake with marzipan and royal icing – then I might have to eat the marzipan first.  The only other ‘fetish’ is leaving the cherries until last…. I love glace cherries.

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Feed them cake…. or in my case cherries 🙂

So now you know a couple of my weaknesses – or vices… who cares, I love them .

Blessings,  Susan x

© Susan Jamieson  2014

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“My nightly craft is winged in white, a dragon of night dark sea.
Swift born, dream bound and rudderless, her captain and crew are me.
We’ve sailed a hundred sleeping tides where no seaman’s ever been‘found’
And only my white-winged craft and I know the wonders we have seen.”
Anne McCaffrey, Dragonsong

I have a confession to make, I love Dragonlance by Margaret Weiss and Tracy Hickman, and have since I read the first book many years ago.  I ‘found’ this wonderful world at a time when I needed a place to hide, a place which was so far from the real world that I could lose myself entirely within its pages and lose track of time and even place. After I finished the first one, which was the special edition omnibus of the first three novels I was so ‘hooked’ on magic and dragons, good and evil, elves, dwarves, knights and wizards that I was drawn like iron to a lodestone to get my next ‘fix’.

Fortunately for me the books are based on the game Dungeons and Dragons and there were many more books. Some were written by Weis and Hickman and many others by different creators of parts of the world of Krynn where the story was set. There were back stories and side stories and future stories, in fact the plot lines went in so many directions you could meet up with well-loved characters when least expected.

For a long time I ‘lived’ in this strange half-life of magic where good overcame evil and the wrongs of the world were eventually righted, even if the world had been brought to the brink of disaster. I have often wondered since then why it had such an appeal. In essence it was quite simple.

I believe in right and wrong, that people are inherently good but there are bad people around and that bad things happen to good people. There has to be a ‘force’ for good, which is a way to become more than we are. We have to be able to evolve so that we can make our world the place it can be, in all its beauty. We must be able to not only ‘do’ magic but to ‘be’ magic too. We need to be able to reach our highest potential; to be our own heroes and heroines, or our shining spirits after our trials and lessons.

Are there dragons? Oh I do believe so. I believe in Merlin and King Arthur after all, and I know that Merlin is in his Crystal Cave with his dragon sleeping until he is needed once more.  Being born in England, the land of St. George and the Dragon and so many myths and legends, what else would you expect.

There is so much more to life than what your five senses can recognise. There is the entire universe of your imagination which has no boundaries.  When you allow your sense to expand and your boundaries to disappear then magic truly does happen.  It is at this point where realities collide, the unseen becomes commonplace, all that can be imagined is not simply possible but absolutely real. It is the place where we can be all that we can possibly be.

This is the world I know is real. We can be so much more than we currently are. There are things we, as human beings, as our spirits grow, will be able to do in years to come that if we knew know, we would wonder why we hadn’t been doing it long ago. It will seem like we are living in a world of magic and wonder and eventually we will accept is as a matter of normalcy. I wish it were here now!

Where did I put my wand?

“And though I came to forget or regret all I have ever done, yet would I remember that once I saw the dragons aloft on the wind at sunset above the western isles; and I would be content.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore


“I desired dragons with a profound desire. Of course, I in my timid body did not wish to have them in the neighborhood. But the world that contained even the imagination of Fáfnir was richer and more beautiful, at whatever the cost of peril.”
― J.R.R. Tolkien


May magic dust be sprinkled into your life.

May you dream of magic and dragons, of fairies and elves.

Bright Blessings and Waking Dreams. Susan   xx

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You must match your energy, your vibration, with that of the universe, bringing it to a higher frequency where it synchronizes with the object, person, or situation you require.”
Stephen Richards   

“Serendipity. Look for something, find something else, and realize that what you’ve found is more suited to your needs than what you thought you were looking for.”   Lawrence Block

I have been laid up in bed, more than a little irritated at everything in general and myself in particular. It’s all a rather fruitless exercise. In other words, a glorious waste of time. What made it worse, at least so it seemed to me, was I lost my “mojo” or I thought I had, as a dear friend called it in her blog, “Lost your creative mojo?”.

The strange thing was, I couldn’t  sleep, at least not at night. As soon as the lights went out my eyes popped open and I felt like a proverbial owl, gazing steadfastly into the dark hoping for – well something to happen. Now, I’ve been in this little pickle before, and there is little use fighting it by counting sheep. All it succeeds in doing is putting me off lamb for a while. (Apologies to any vegetarians, but in actual fact I eat little meat anyway).

I had, over a period of many hours, used all of my meditation tapes, CD’s, chants, visualisation, and I wasn’t having any joy. So, I decided that I had to change tack. The very thing which was causing my nocturnal interruptus was going to be there in the morning and it wouldn’t let me rest until I made a decision. Yet making that decision was giving me a migraine and an ulcer. You’ve probably worked out that the “problem” was family oriented. It’s the one which usually causes the most angst.

Diversionary tactics were called for. After a decade I picked up my crochet and started that.  This in itself was a huge thing for me and was part of my ” 2013 Creative Challenge“. By itself it was a huge help and I enjoyed it immensely. The satisfaction of seeing this fragile mat take shape under my hands was uplifting. However, I was conscious of not overdoing it, since it has been more than a decade since I had been able to do anything, thanks to a ‘minor’ accident. This was my finished mat a few days ago. It has taken me two days to get it onto my blog….

One Pineapple mat - for Mum.

One Pineapple mat – for Mum.

After the crochet I went for my trusty Kindle and read until my eyes felt as though they were hanging out of my head on stalks. I’m quite sure I could have auditioned for a sci-fi movie without any prosthetics required. By this time I was feeling somewhat surreal, staggering around like someone who had been on a three-day bender and I hadn’t had a drop!

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I’ve managed to find a super little book light which makes reading at night a breeze. Once again, my accident over a decade ago had stopped me reading until late last year. My love affair with books has been rekindled… pardon the play on words.  Most of my books are heavy-duty tomes and I want to make sure that when I finally pick them up it’s not going to cause any problems. The Kindle has sorted that out beautifully. Once again, thanks to Ray.

Yet eventually, pounding headache, eyes hanging on dry stalks and a raging backache also put a stop to that. Then came the journal.  In my heyday it was called a diary… how’s that for dating things! I used to keep one regularly. Nearly slipped up and said religiously, but I don’t want to cause offense to anyone. Yes, you may detect that I am feeling lethargic, tired, slightly slow in the thinking department, in short all the signs and symptoms of the sleep deprived. Yet, despite that it served a tremendous service.

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As has my foray for a picture to break up my meandering. I’ve written volumes but haven’t thought to add pictures or any of my scribbled drawings before this.  My journal has now been given a new lease of life.  Each dawn I grab a few pictures as the world, down in Australia at least, wakes up.  I listen to the beautiful serenade from the rainforest birds and the general waking up of the local wildlife whilst I wind down. I do my final meditation of the ‘morning’ for everyone out there and then lay down again. In my own way I wind up my day/night with thoughts of the world and my prayers and wishes for a better day for everyone wherever they may be.

Perhaps that’s what causes the final flourish of the magic wand. After this meditation I drift off to sleep, only to wake two hours later in excruciating agony as all the muscles in my neck, head and back let me know they have seized up. My body has betrayed me yet again.

My dear, sweet, long-suffering husband, helps me to the bathroom, since I look like a question mark and he worries  about whether I can find my way there and back again and I am ensconced in the spare room, which has my old bedroom suite in it. I have learned that sleeping alone in a water bed when your back and so on are protesting, is not a good proposition. As I doze in two hourly increments throughout the day, he supplies me with tea, coffee, toast, all the supplements to help me and a strong arm to get me to the bathroom and back. My angel in truth.

So there we are. The three things which are keeping me semi sane: My Crochet, Kindle and Journal. Is that Synchronicity or Serendipity, I really can’t decide. Now the cotton wool filled brain appears to be letting up a little, I may have another string to my bow – my blog, which despite my challenge to myself to blog every other day, has gone awry this week. I don’t think the tapestry will make it into the bed as it may prove too uncomfortable for my husband. He is generous enough at sharing the bed with everything else. (I wonder if a puppy will have any luck?)

And,  there we have it. The reason for my absence. I have been thoroughly pumped at receiving my Award for my blog, and since I felt somewhat better, decided to let you know why I was MIA. I will try to stay on track, although a specialist appointment mid next week may throw me off. That, and my brothers, which is another topic for another day.

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Sunrise over the ocean, peace and tranquility and fresh new energy for the day ahead. From our garden at Kiama.

Sunrise over the ocean, peace and tranquility and fresh new energy for the day ahead. From our garden at Kiama. Memories of our brief holiday.

No one who achieves success does so without acknowledging the help of others. The wise and confident acknowledge this help with gratitude”.   Alfred North Whitehead

It never ceases to amaze me how, in one single day you can feel like you’ve been on a giant roller coaster. You have no idea whether you are standing on your head or your rear at any given moment, yet later you know that there is nowhere else and nothing else you would rather be doing.

This, dear hearts is LIFE, in all it’s complexity and simplicity.

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From a beautiful calm, peaceful start of the day. Meditation completed and a wonderful glow inside. Cuddles and a snuggle in bed, after all it’s Sunday and we can afford to have a sleep in today. The day is promising to be beautiful, apart from being a wee too hot for my liking – I’m so grateful for air conditioning.

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Oops, first call of the day and things are a little wonky on the rails, trying hard to hold on and not scream too much. (Can you guess I’m nervous on a roller coaster!) I don’t know if I’m on my head or the world has suddenly turned on its axis.  How strange and suddenly things can change.

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OK, my brother appears to have caught a stomach bug, severe enough to take him into hospital. They have everything well in hand and he’s being well looked after. Unless I hear otherwise, all is well with the world again.

Time for a little R & R for us too. Been a really busy week, and we need the time to catch our breath before  Monday comes around.

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This beautiful story about a man who took his arthritic dog out into the ocean each day to ease its pain and  made headlines as well as donations for his care.  The dog is now on medication and able to live a decent life again. Its strange and humbling how people will rally around if they know what is  happening. So wonderful.

“The truth shall set you free”. If only everyone realised that.

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Hope there’s nothing is going round, not feeling brilliant myself. Very low energy and another virulent migraine. It’s tiring having them and becoming even more tiring as they come with so much frequency.  Also picking up on a few people not being well and its preying on my mind, so meditation for health and well-being for everyone. Feeling the need to talk to someone but that list is thin on the ground…. sometimes I wish people could read my mind.

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Well, my brother is now on a cardiac monitor for the night. Whilst I am VERY grateful that he is being cared for in hospital it would have been nice to find out from my brother(s) and not via social media. It appears I’m in the dog house again – correction, I love dogs. I’m on the outer, outer field! You know  – way out of left field. The life of a dog ain’t easy sometimes.

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Holding on to my “attitude of gratitude”. No matter what the problem is  I know that  am doing all I can to help. Praying for everyone’s health and well-being and speedy recoveries, healing of family relationships and healthy communication between people.

Now to “talk” myself into that peace and harmony from my early morning meditation once more. Letting go of the grief from misunderstandings  and praying for a better tomorrow.

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Thoughts become actions when taken without thinking of the consequences. Words are also actions and can cause the same hurt and are sometimes harder to forget.

For the lessons I am learning I am grateful. For the strength to learn those lessons I am mindful that I have chosen this path. I am learning how to BE present through difficult situations and maintaining my understanding and compassion. I hope I am learning my lesson well. I most certainly don’t want to repeat it.

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Melody Beattie

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