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New BeginningsDAY 31
Now you are no longer there
I am bereft.
Yearning for life's familiar shackles
To keep me safe
And immobile
copyright 2014 Gillian Holland
Musings
Life's can certainly be a bumpy ride. Even after lots of soul searching, it can still be very difficult to fly the nest. Of course it's our choice whether we move forward or not, but if we are not careful it's easy to move back into the same old, same old all over again without thinking twice. There is always safety in familiarity and our old life can stay wrapped round us like a huge security blanket. It's somehow very reassuring, and we don't have to think too hard about stuff.
It's only natural to feel vulnerable when you are at a crossroads in your life. Rather than hanging onto your old and probably well worn security blanket, it's time to branch out and go for a brand new line, one that takes you way outside your comfort zone. The key thing here is that it all takes time. When a door closes, a second one does indeed open, but there is a bridge in between waiting to lead you into the next phase of your life.
The trick here is not to push too hard,
taking one step at a time,
as we well as taking a breather between each step
to savour life's magic.
Oh and in the meantime, let life take care of itself!!!
Sometimes its a good idea to treat yourself to a little something
which represents where you want to be and keep it where you can see it. |
Inspirational Verse and Every Day Musings for Illumination and Transformation
Friday, 31 January 2014
Now that you are no longer there.....
Thursday, 30 January 2014
Coming Back to Myself
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Coming back to myselfDAY 30
Coming back to myself.
I feel!
I see!
I hear!
I live!
As if for the very first time.
My stricken legs and feet
Once frozen solid with grief,
Growl and howl,
And rage,
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Wednesday, 29 January 2014
Grandad -who else would he be?
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| Grandad - or is he? |
DAY 29
I see a man
Sitting behind a cake
With lots of lighted blue candles on top.
Nothing more
Nothing less
copyright Gillian Holland 2014
Musings
Part of a medium's training is to describe what they see, rather than place their own interpretation onto what they are looking at. You might be tempted to say it's this man's 60th birthday. But all we can say from the information given is that he is sitting in front of a cake.
It's very easy to make these kind of judgements, when we are really interpreting things through our own world vision.....and that couldn't be further from the truth.
In fact judgements especially harsh criticisms make it much more difficult to connect to Spirit at all! By describing exactly what you see, rather than what you think you are seeing, may recreate a very special memory for your recipient that has absolutely nothing to do with birthdays at all and connects them to their loved ones on the other side of life.
In day to day living, we can still make this kind of bloomer as well. It's actually very difficult not to judge. We are doing it all the time to try to make some kind of sense of things around us. The other day I went out for a coffee and of course just had to have a piece of cake.. There were no prices anywhere to be seen, so I chose a small bakewell tart; economy size thought I!! How wrong can a girl get? When the bill came, this tart proved to be one of the most expensive options I could have chosen!!! I am sure the management leave the prices off deliberately!! (But isn't that another judgement?)
In day to day living, we can still make this kind of bloomer as well. It's actually very difficult not to judge. We are doing it all the time to try to make some kind of sense of things around us. The other day I went out for a coffee and of course just had to have a piece of cake.. There were no prices anywhere to be seen, so I chose a small bakewell tart; economy size thought I!! How wrong can a girl get? When the bill came, this tart proved to be one of the most expensive options I could have chosen!!! I am sure the management leave the prices off deliberately!! (But isn't that another judgement?)
Gillianx
Tuesday, 28 January 2014
Sunday, 26 January 2014
Let me eat cake!
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| Today I shall eat cake ......and enjoy it |
DAY 26
A piece of cake
Is like a slice of life.
You have to stop
to
Savour it!
copyright Gillian Holland 2014
Musings
You could say there's never a right time to eat a piece of cake! But there's a part of me that says if you are determined to eat it, you might as well enjoy it. Now how many people can truthfully say they eat without one iota of guilt? ....
Food like life is a fiesta for all our senses; the colours and textures on the plate, the setting, ambient atmosphere soft candle light as well, various flavours complementing each other. All of these things contribute to creating a satisfying meal. The thing is, if we take the time to savour each morsel we don't actually need as much to satisfy our Souls either. Its a win:win situation.
So many of us eat on the run, and life our lives on the run, but enjoy it, I mean truly enjoy it? Today I am going to make a really conscious effort to savour each morsel I eat. I am also going to take a moment to ask myself whether if Life is what I am really hungering after rather than food....
Food like life is a fiesta for all our senses; the colours and textures on the plate, the setting, ambient atmosphere soft candle light as well, various flavours complementing each other. All of these things contribute to creating a satisfying meal. The thing is, if we take the time to savour each morsel we don't actually need as much to satisfy our Souls either. Its a win:win situation.
So many of us eat on the run, and life our lives on the run, but enjoy it, I mean truly enjoy it? Today I am going to make a really conscious effort to savour each morsel I eat. I am also going to take a moment to ask myself whether if Life is what I am really hungering after rather than food....
Peace comes
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| Sixties Scary! |
DAY 25
Peace comes
When imperfection knocks at my door,
and
I let her in
copyright Gillian Holland 2014
Musings
Did I ever look like that?
Well....I admit to having a baker boy hat and some very bright floral orange flares. How trendy is that? Back in the 60's I was much more interested in fashion than anything else. I do admit to being a 'dedicated follower of fashion' not in a big, big way, but big enough to cause me a few heart-aches. I had long wavy hair that couldn't be coaxed into straight like Sandie Shaw's.
But, like the rest of my generation, I spent an age in front of the mirror trying to create the right look. I guess the difference between then and now is that as the younger generation we were all looking for an identity that set us apart from our olds.
These days, however I see things from the other side of the coat hanger, and am trying to deflect the rigid labels our youngsters conjure up for us, and so I shall defiantly 'wear purple' as poet Jenny Joseph says.
So what if my purple coat doesn't go with my bright red shoes and tartan nail polish! And just who says they don't anyway???
Doing something different is the stuff of life. It's really nourishing to the Soul. Trying to achieve great heights is exhausting. So today, when imperfection comes to call, I shall throw the door wide open, go out to play with her, and have a blast. Playing around with ideas that lead to inspirations is a totally different and much more life enhancing vibe.Fancy joining me?
Gillian
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