World Peace! Just Imagine…..

Jacqueline King:

Today is International Peace Day, with many events and meditations taking place all over the globe. I’m re blogging this post from Sue at Dreamwalker’s Sanctuary ~ the video is simply lovely! :)

Originally posted on Dreamwalker's Sanctuary:

Remember WE Create!

WE are the WORLD

Just Imagine it

ALL the People sharing that same Dream…

So Lets Join in the Dream of John Lennon

September 21st is World Peace Day—Everyday should be a day of Peace..

Wishing you Peace Now and Always

 Enjoy your weekend

~Sue~

I hope you have enjoyed the Video.. You can see more at Playing for Change.

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Rice Bucket Challenge ~ Done!

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A couple of weeks ago I decided to participate in the Rice Bucket Challenge, by making a donation to the local food bank. I figured this would be passed on to someone in need ~ here in my own community ~ whilst saving the water that would have been poured over my head, if I’d taken part in the Ice Bucket Challenge. (Which would have made my hair go all frizzy ~ not a good look, trust me.)

Due to unforeseen problems with my debit card , happily now resolved, I was unable to fulfil my promise until yesterday.

So, finally, here’s proof that I kept my word: a photo of me adding a packet of rice and some tinned veggies to the collecting box in my local supermarket ~ fresh/frozen foods aren’t acceptable, for obvious reasons.

Even though you can’t see my face, I promise that it is me. I made Martin focus on my hands because I’d just had my head massaged with essential oils ~ not a good look, trust me.

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Source: Wake Up World

My theme for today is all about being your authentic self, ignoring that cranky inner critic and celebrating who you are ~ I will if you will.

;)

Happy Nurturing Thursday!

‘You have been criticizing yourself for years, and it hasn’t worked. Try approving of yourself and see what happens.’ Louise L Hay

:)

Nurturing Thursday is hosted by Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog ‘On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea.’ To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, press this link.

Other ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Laurie’s Notes

Pocket Perspectives

And…..finally….to read my earlier ‘Nurturing Thursday’ posts (all 14 of them!) please visit Wightrabbit’s Blog

September Giggle Bog

At the beginning of every month Susan Jane Jones posts a ‘giggle blog’ to give us all a laugh.

I’ve often wished I could join in but have never been able to think of anything amusing to relate. Then, last week a couple of things happened ~ one of which I’m never going to live down!

One morning I decided to do our monthly food shopping really early, to beat the queues. So, before I’d even eaten breakfast, I was negotiating the aisles of my local supermarket, nodding smugly to other bright sparks with the same idea.

I didn’t notice that my debit card was missing until I wanted to use it again a couple of days later. While I searched the house, Martin checked the car but it was nowhere to be found ~ not even in the fridge, nor in my husband’s pocket. Working backwards, I recalled where I’d last used it and phoned the supermarket, relieved to be told I’d left it there. Yay! It would be such a drag to have to cancel it.

The following morning, on my way to reclaim it ~ and to fulfil my Rice Bucket Challenge ~ I was alarmed to notice that, according to my speedometer, I appeared to be racing down the hill. I must have driven this way thousands of times and didn’t think I was travelling any faster than usual ~ but I braked to the legal limit anyway. Which felt ridiculously slow.

A driving school car pulled out of a side road up ahead of me and I followed it, keeping the distance between us equal. It seemed to be speeding too. Figuring that the instructor would definitely not allow his pupil to break the law, I deduced that there must be something wrong with my calibration and proceeded with extreme caution ~ especially as I passed the one traffic camera en route.

At the supermarket I enquired about my card ~ only to be told by the nice young duty manager that it wasn’t in the safe. Repeating the details of my telephone conversation yet again, I sent him back to his office to look properly ~ sadly with the same result. So, not having enough cash on me, I couldn’t make my promised donation to the food bank after all.

I drove home carefully ~ it was fine when I could follow the car in front and match it’s speed ~ but a nightmare when I became the leader and had to guess, especially going past that pesky speed trap where I slowed down to snail’s pace, to avoid the remotest possibility of incurring a fine.

When Martin came home, I regaled him with my tales of woe and he asked me if I’d tried turning the car off and on again. (At first I thought he was joking, because we’re currently watching ‘The IT Crowd’ on Netflix and that’s their catchphrase.) Of course I had ~ when I got to the shop and when I left. Muttering to himself he went out to the car, turned the key and pressed a button on the dash.

Apparently my car reads the speed in both miles per hour and kilometres.

Who knew?

One of us (I’m not pointing fingers) must have accidentally reset it to the latter, when looking for the missing debit card.

Talking of which…..

We decided not to bother looking for it any longer, so I flipped the lid back on the wheelie bin ~ which I’d been peering into, hoping to spot a small rectangle the same colour as my card amongst 13 days worth of recycling. It’s amazing how much red is used in packaging these days.

There was nothing for it, but to ring the ‘lost and stolen’ hotline. But we’d been caught out by that once in the past. So before they cancelled his card too, leaving us with no access to funds, Martin ordered a part for our vintage car from the internet, then went to a nearby ATM to draw out enough money to tide us over until the new ones arrived.

But it was empty. The cashpoint, not our bank account……although…….by now the card had been AWOL for several days and I was starting to get a bit edgy. So was Indie, it was time for her daily constitutional ~ so we all walked to the village Post Office, were a nice lady handed us our emergency dosh.

Back home I finally made the dreaded call. And listened to the menus. And pressed the appropriate buttons. And tried to understand the Northern accent of a young man who couldn’t hear me, because the background was so noisy. And struggled to recall which, of my numerous passwords I’d set up for telephone banking, back in 1993.

And, suddenly it was done. Old card stopped, no unusual transactions showing and a new one on it’s way. Whew!

Drama over, Martin and I joked about the drivers behind me muttering that I was a silly old biddy, who had clearly forgotten how to drive and shouldn’t be allowed on the road. Yep, we’ve all done that ~ but I’ll be giving old blokes and biddies the benefit of the doubt, in future.

Then I remembered something.

‘Oh, by the way,’ I laughed, ‘you can still use your bank card ~ they haven’t cancelled it after all, they don’t do that any more. I guess it causes too much inconvenience!

:)

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“The True Measure of Any Society can be found in how it treats its most vulnerable members” – Mahatma Ghandi

Over the last month my Facebook newsfeed has been awash with videos of various celebrities and ordinary people participating in the Ice Bucket Challenge ~ having a bucket of iced water poured over their heads to raise awareness and money for charity: the ALS Association in America and Macmillan Cancer Support In the UK.

The views on whether this is the best way to use/waste such a valuable resource are controversial, considering the lack of safe, clean drinking water in many parts of our World. But I’m not about to debate those here. Family and friends have made a splash in good faith and ~ by the look of it ~ with great fun and ingenuity! As a fundraising drive, it’s been a huge success.

This morning I read about a spin~off variation, which has become an internet sensation in one short week. Started by Manju Latha Kalanidhi in Hyderabad, India, the Rice Bucket Challenge suggests that participants make a tasty meal from a bowl of ordinary rice and hand it directly to a needy person. Pictures of the act can then be posted to Facebook with the #ricebucketchallenge tag, as long as that’s not violating anybody’s privacy.

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This simple act of compassion is not just relevant in India, though. My career in Social Housing taught me that hard times can befall any of us, at any given moment. The numbers of those in need, through no fault of their own, are rising, even in ‘civilised’ countries, where sound welfare provision for the vulnerable ought to be a top priority.

I haven’t been nominated for this particular challenge but I am going to donate the makings of a nourishing meal to the Food Bank, at my local supermarket. Someone here on The Isle of Wight will benefit immediately ~ and, from personal experience, I know how much my small donation will be appreciated.
:)

With thanks to Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog,’On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea’, for hosting The ‘Nurturing Thursday’ movement. To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, (the more, the merrier!) please press this link.

Other regular ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Laurie’s Notes

Pocket Perspectives

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It’s my Blogaversary!

WordPress has just notified me that I started blogging four years ago today.

I was so nervous back then: debating whether (or not) to press ‘publish’ for the first time, wondering if anyone would bother to read the words I’d so painstakingly cobbled together ~ which might sound like a contradiction in terms but that’s how it felt. Awkward and clunky and so draining that I almost gave up before I’d started. If I hadn’t been anonymous, hiding behind the pseudonym ‘Wightrabbit’, I might never have pushed that button!

I haven’t kept count, so it came as a complete surprise that it’s four years since that shaky start. I’m so glad I decided to jump in ~ from the comfort of my Big Yellow Chair ~ and join the on~line community of writers, poets, artists and more, encouraging each other with kind comments and good~natured humour. It’s great fun and truly inspiring!

There are serious aspects too ~ learning about different cultures, from the words and pictures of blog~buddies all over the globe; sharing experiences and ideas, contributing to movements like ‘Occupy Blogosphere’ and ‘Nurturing Thursday’, designed to send out waves of positivity into the blogosphere and encourage us to take care of ourselves.

And each other. That’s what it’s all about!

:)

Nurturing Thursday is hosted by Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog ‘On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea.’ To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, press this link.

Other ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Laurie’s Notes

Pocket Perspectives

And…..finally….to read my earlier ‘Nurturing Thursday’ posts (all 14 of them!) please visit Wightrabbit’s Blog

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‘Working hard for something we don’t care about is called stress. Working hard for something we love is called passion.’

The above quote was shared on Facebook by SOULspot and I thought it fitted well with this photograph of me in my new creative space.

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Early on Sunday morning, The Artist caught me out in the Kaboodle, clad in two onesies and a crochet throw to keep me warm. (It may only be August but it already feels like autumn in the UK.) I’d been there for over an hour, playing around in my art journal with coloured pencils and pens. As you can see, I’m so absorbed in my ‘work’ that I’m not even stressed by what I look like.

Until recently art, crafts and writing took second (third and fourth) place ~ way behind my other commitments. Now I’m retired, I have time to enjoy these things ~ and more. So ~ even if you’re in a job that you’re not wild about right now ~ don’t forget to nurture your passions!

:)

Nurturing Thursday is hosted by Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog ‘On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea.’ To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, press this link.

Becca has also written posts on her own Art Journalling experiences, in which she calls herself a ‘perfectionist~in~rehab.’ I definitely align with that!

Other ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Laurie’s Notes

Pocket Perspectives

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“Happiness consists not of having, but of being. It is a warm glow of the heart at peace with itself.”
― David O. McKay

On Friday August 8th, (8.8) I participated in an on~line global meditation for Peace, led by Deepak Chopra. Over 100,000 people joined in and shivers ran down my spine, as people from all over the globe introduced themselves with the words, ‘I am Peace.’

#IAMPEACE was trending on twitter and I changed my Facebook profile picture to this symbol, provided for that purpose by The Chopra Center:

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I’ve always been a committed pacifist ~ even as a little girl I could see no sense in fighting or arguing. It seems such a waste of time and doesn’t really solve anything, so I try my best not to. But, during the introduction to the mediation, I realised that there are areas of friction in my life ~ and now that I know about them, I have to nurture my happiness by tackling them!

Deepak tells us that ~ when we are at peace within ourselves ~ all sentient beings will sense those vibrations and be calm in our presence. So, to connect with this aspect of inner joy (or at least try to,) I’ve been continuing my daily practice ~ meditating to the Sanskrit mantra ‘Shanti Hum.’ (I am peace.)

‘This level of peace is the core of stillness within that gives us steadiness and quiet comfort when circumstances in our life may be confusing, as well as when times are happy and fulfilling. This spiritual peace is our calm center that keeps our life in balance.’
From Oprah and Deepak ‘Expanding Your Happiness, 21 Day Meditation Challenge.’ Day 3.

No matter what the effect it has on warring factions around the World, last Friday’s on~line Global event was an incredibly powerful experience for me. So, I’ll leave you with these hopes for mankind, which brought the guided meditation to a close:

‘Peace, Harmony, Laughter, Love

:)

With grateful thanks to Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog,’On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea’, for hosting The ‘Nurturing Thursday’ movement. To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, (the more, the merrier!) please press this link.

Other regular ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Laurie’s Notes

Pocket Perspectives

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This morning I travelled across the island to Bembridge, for my six~monthly dental check~up.

Attending these appointments always brings to mind the monologue ‘I Wish I’d Looked After Me Teeth’ by English poet, Pam Ayres MBE. (I’ve tried to add the link to the poem on her official website, with no luck ~ but you can easily find it if you google the title.)

Pam became famous after she appeared on the British talent show ‘Opportunity Knocks’ in 1975 and is still well known for her humorous and insightful monologues on life.

This one, in particular, struck a chord with me and I must have heeded Pam’s dire warning, because the dentist told me that I require no further treatment this time. My hygienist is also happy with the condition of my gnashers and I doesn’t wish to see me for another year. Yay!

I’m so glad I looked after my teeth!
:)

With thanks to Becca Givens, author of the inspiring blog,’On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea’, for hosting The ‘Nurturing Thursday’ movement. To read more about it, or to find out how you can join in, (the more, the merrier!) please press this link.

Other regular ‘Nurturing’ contributors are:

Crowing Crone Joss

Inside the Mind of Isadora

Laurie’s Notes

Pocket Perspectives

Saturday Show and Tell #1

This summer most of our time, energy and spare cash have been expended on an outside building project

We’ve been busy transforming this:

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…..into this:

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and this:

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…..into this:

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When The Artist and I were house~hunting ten years ago, a separate outbuilding was one of our top priorities. To tick this ‘must~have’ box, whilst keeping within our budget, we chose a property in need of serious upgrading. Over the years we’ve installed central heating, a bespoke kitchen and modern bathroom; have fenced and landscaped the gardens and erected a pergola to shelter our vintage car and Harley Davidson.

In the meantime the ‘brick~built outhouse’, (no, it’s not a primitive toilet ~ that’s how the agents described the freestanding workshop at the rear,) became a ‘glory hole’, where we shoved anything and everything we couldn’t find a proper home for: toolkits and parts of the old car, which Martin is ‘resto~modding’ (more about that soon); garden implements, found materials and random objects that ‘might just come in handy one day’. I thought he’d photographed the chaos before we started ~ but it was dank, dingy and ‘way too disruptive’ for his perfectionist Virgo nature. Too late now but never mind ~ it was a hovel, trust me!

In my childhood home there was a narrow room which housed two Labradors, a huge chest freezer, the downstairs loo, old coats and our welly boots. My step father ~ a vet ~ refused to refer to it as the ‘back passage’, even though that’s basically what it was. The phrase had connotations which always made him snigger, so he christened it ‘the caboodle’. In honour of this amazing man and because our last name begins with a ‘K’, we’ve decided to name our bright new space ‘The Kaboodle’.

But it’s not going to be a dog house, or a dumping ground. The Artist and I spent most of last weekend moving our ‘stuff’ in.

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As you can see there’s still masses to sort out ~ but it was my birthday on Friday, so we had to take some time out to celebrate! ;)

Now a new month has dawned and my horoscope predicts that this is an auspicious day to embark on exciting projects. So it’s time to shape up and get serious about our new art studio and mini~gallery. I’ve waited long enough for this and now the time has come…..

So if anybody needs me from now on, I’ll be in my Kaboodle.
:)