Moments with Me

A Moment with a Thorn This little one – as small as it is, with its sharpness - contributed to much pain in my foot. Here’s me with one of my “I’m not impressed” expressions directed at the thorn. Yet, this moment with the thorn assisted and supported me with a moment of awareness. As much as the thorn caused my foot / body pain – it’s not the thorn that’s wholly to blame. By breathing and moving through the pain, as well as the blame, I’m reminded of how such momentary ‘accidents’ actually speaks volumes of my relationship between my mind, being and body. To read more…follow the link in the comments box. Enjoy! I was walking one afternoon to look at the fig trees blossoming, calculating the timing of when I’m able to indulge in some figs and get there before the birds get most of them! I have to, due to the birds, calculate my time of observing and picking them so that I can also have a share! There is a huge Fever tree (Koorsboom in Afrikaans) right by the fig tree I...

When is enough, enough? One thing in most of my life has been a constant: creating consequence. There was always an imbalance in this relationship between consequence, LEARNING from miss-takes and actually CHANGING within myself. I own up to the fact that even still, to this day, I make miss-takes and it does sometimes take me longer to fundamentally change what is needed. I ‘know’ within myself I have the ability and capacity to implement this transfer from problem to solution, from consequence to learning to changing much FASTER…yet have still accepted and allowed myself to substantiate ‘problems and consequence’ more within myself. Not realising that, I will face resistance to substantiate / focus more on solutions, on the process of learning and actually changing. Why Resistance? With change comes Resistance – especially change from ‘bad to good’ for some reason. Meaning, I oftentimes ask myself: why is it sooooooooooooooooo EASY to participate in emotions, to create con...

The Desire for Destruction vs the Credence to Create     Before watching the video below - please read the following blog, then watch the following video , as the video in this is blog is a follow up / continuation and expansion on the previous blog and video. Thank you.        

Memories: your own worst enemy or greatest source of support   The video below is based on the following post: In my hand: a Driver. On my face: the look of “Oh yes! This is happening!” lol Started the process of getting into golf. I used to caddy for my father when I was younger for pocket money. Walking the 18 holes and learning much about golf through him, until I eventually got my own clubs and even joined a golf school with my brother for some time. However, as time went by – my attention as a girl du ring those years shifted to seemingly more ‘other important things’ lol and golf took a back seat, unfortunately. An opportunity opened up for me to take it up again and I am grateful for it, because I am thoroughly enjoying myself – even though I am a little rusty! But, with the couple of times I have been to the driving range and hitting some balls on the farm, I do see some improvement happening slowly but surely. This is to a certain extent a new exp...

The Possible vs. The Impossible The Possible vs. The Impossible: An interesting point opened up today regarding “what is possible and what is impossible”. I’ve time and time again been faced with people saying to me “trying to help people, let alone humanity and change this world – is impossible”.  Honestly, yes – I in such moments felt despair, because at the time, there were more people seeing through the eyes of what is impossible than looking through the eyes of the potential of what is possible. During this time my thoughts and experiences also ‘leaned’ towards the impossible…going into this experience of having to ‘fight’ for ‘what is possible’, the ‘potential’ of myself, others, humanity and this world. So, the more and more I was exposed to others seeing through the eyes of the impossible, the more an inner conflict ensued within me between the impossible and the possible…until I realised something: that this is what ALL of us / the MAJORITY of humanity...

Missing someone You miss someone who you’ve lost – either due to death / a break-up. You miss someone close to you who’s gone away for a while and you’ve been separated by time and space for longer than you’ve ever been. You may even have moments in a day where you miss a person when you walk by something that reminds them of you – even though you know you’re going to be seeing them at the end of the day. There are various moments and reasons for missing someone – and it is okay. What does compromise you, however – is when you either judge the fact that you’re missing someone and suppressing the experience or adding more emotion into the experience of missing someone, where the moment of ‘missing’ transmutes into an emotional experience of sadness, pain, loss, despair and even escalating into a depression. I have been through both extremes in my life – sometimes judging myself for missing someone, other times allowing the missing to become too emotional and there hav...

From Challenges to Breakthroughs - the Process of Self Change From clapping hands, to high-fives, to blowing kisses…now learning to do the fist bump with the word “boom” afterwards lol This little dude is learning so fast in this phase of his developmental process. What’s been standing out for me in his process of learning is how much and how fast he processes information. Sometimes he gets it immediately, especially when it’s something he hasn’t done before like the fist bump. Other times he takes some time, for instance: we tried show ing him how to eat spaghetti by holding the string with your lips and sucking it in – but he’d already become accustomed to using both hands and instead stuffing it in his mouth and has stuck to that…for the moment lol In observing his process I looked at process in general in terms of the extent to which we ingrained patterns of thinking, reacting and behaving - that it takes time to change them as they’ve become so much part of ...