Yesterday

Did my first BIG craft market staLL
(Mornington Racecourse Craft Market)
Was VERY nervous! (Can you tell! Lol!)
But had *fabulous* fun...
Doubled my earnings from my last market stall
Met some *fun* folk
And got loads of ~wonderful~ feed back...

Think i'm addicted now

Thankyou Rhonda for the loan of your grouse canopy
(REALLY saved the day when the rain hit!)
and ~Aunty Robyn~ who bought my first dollie for the day
and then set about raving about my stall to every other stall holder (!!!)
...You MAD thing you! ~Love ya~ to bits (((hugs)))

(Ps) and CONGRATULATIONS ~Chelsea & Grant~
on their wedding (which they pretended was their engagement party!)
Cheeky blighters! Lol! Am sure your mum was watching from heaven
dear cous ...with a full heart

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and about THAT *magic*

A true story...

i'm HOT because it's HOT and we don't have air~conditioning
(We instead get the pleasure at night of listening to my neighbors' buzz away! Grumble...)
Anyway like i said it's HOT and i realize that i HAVE to go to the shops
i don't drive (Never have) and like i just said... it's (grumble) HOT!!!
and now it's a 20min walk in the HOT sun for some important bits and pieces!
And i think to myself in a blurry kinda way...
because i'm still sleepy from the lack of sleep from a night that got HOTTER after dark! (i didn't even know that was possible!!!)
i think to myself that i really need a lift from someone going my way
someone i know, who is going my way in a car...
i start down the front steps and notice that my new little patch of "Cats nip"
is wilting and needs a drink, oh i* sigh* (standing in the sun)
better give the poor plant a sip
moaning to myself that i should just instead get a move on before the sun gets HOTTER!
but i do it & shade up the poor plant & turn to leave again
And THEN from around the corner of the house strolls my hot and wilted kitty
i *sigh* again and say to the sky "Why all the delays on this HOT, HOT day???"
and then quick as a blink a little voice in my head says
"So that the timing will be right for your lift..."
i laugh at myself deciding that the HEAT has gotten into my brain!!!
but consider although that it would be right that generosity and thoughtfulness
should beget generosity and thoughtfulness...
and finally (after watering the cat) i turn and make for the driveway to cross the road
...and then YES you guessed it, a lovely neighbor chose that very exact same moment
to pass by and offer me a much appreciated lift to the shops
i give her a big hug and thank her for also (as she must have been)
listening to her own inner timing...

And we smile at each other

But my day doesn't finish here...
for when it came time to come home with my little trolley full
and as i sat at the HOT HOT bus stop
one of my favorite bus drivers (just happens to pull up) in his bus
and offers me a lift home!
In the bus to my door! (On his way home from work)
i laugh as i stroll up my driveway and say "What WILL the neighbors say!"

And we smile at each other...



and then something whispers in my ear
and then a thought remembers to get thunked...
that not last night but the night before
i asked a question of the Universe
and sent out a prayer...
that may the spirit worlde that i know be close by
step a little closer and whisper a little more to me
to teach me how to live a more meaningful life
to teach me how to live more at ease in this worlde
to teach me how to live with a secret smile on my face
knowing that i am surrounded by ~Love~

And i smile to myself

So i guess...
all you have to do is believe...
Believe and surrender to the *Magic*
and know in your heart that ~Life~ was meant to be *easy*

Now excuse me while i jump off this computer
before a big and beautiful storm hits!
to cool my beetroot face

Eeeeeaaaasy!

X:-)

To market, to market...

Tomorrow is craft market day
~Dollie~ selling time again
(Damn that separation anxiety!)



Just trying out a market set up at home
and contemplating tomorrow's RAIN!
Yes it's going to rain...



not showers, not cloudy...
but gorgeous, fabulous, bludy wet RAIN!
and i can't even bring myself to sing, "Rain, rain go away"



...because it's just been so damn HOT!!!
Guess i'll just pray for no wind then!

*wink*

Warts & aLL

Home again...
after my first day at the gym
on a 36 degree day...
(and it was only the program run~through!)



Please tell me it will get easier?

*sigh*

Healing the past

Australian Prime Minister Kevin Rudd has offered his apologies to the "forgotten generation" of children who were abused or neglected by the state in orphanages and children's homes between 1930 and 1970.

Many of the children came from poor families in Great Britain, some were sent by their parents with the promise of a better future in Australia. Others, often already in state care, were forcibly removed under the Child Migrants Programme. Some were told their parents were dead. Many parents were not told their children had been transported.

Many of the estimated half-a-million children involved were neglected by foster families, put in orphanages or used as cheap labour on farms. Prime Minister Rudd said it was "a shameful and ugly period" in Australian history.

It was a "matter of shame" that the "terrible policy" had continued for so long, he added.

"It would never happen today. But I think it is right that as a society when we look back and see things which we now know were morally wrong, that we are willing to say we're sorry."

www.heraldsun.com.au

Bangladeshi co-joined twins Trishna and Krishna are currently undergoing a series of operations to separate their brains. The large team of surgeons has almost completed the separation through the bone bridge between the skulls. After that part of the operation the twins will have plastic surgery work done... Medical advice is that it is vital to separate the pair so they can lead normal lives.

www.heraldsun.com.au



*What happened in the past, is now being healed through our actions in the present... Opening our hearts, feeling the pain and trying to make things different for our children, is just what ~these times~ are all about... I try not to fall into the trap of wading through the mistakes of my past and projecting them into the future... It is old world thinking to say that we must be punished for our past mistakes... Mistakes are apart of the human experience and are to be learned from... These times that we live in now are a turning point for us all as they are all about forgiveness and love and fixing what we can ~now~ by acknowledging the past and letting it go... Such actions as those above are examples of our world evolving into ~the new age~
Says my heart

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My life in pics...

A ~beautiful~ *surprise* gift from my bloggy mate Lisa Viger
...a bunch of flowers that will last forever...
~Thankyou~ my lovely thoughtful friend
(((hugs))) & *kisses*







and me by the sea

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i once knew a man

When i was a child i knew a man
who was once my mother's lover

He was a kind and generous soul who loved horses
and with the rugged dark handsome looks of Humphrey Bogart
he had a romance with my mother
that sits in my mind's eye not unlike Katherine & Humprey's love~affair

And recalling through my child's eye i remember that his big truckies heart...
belonged most tenderly to his faithful companion and pet dog
~Sandy~

i reminisce with the ambiance of a misty legend
the story of his humble beginnings...
and reflect upon the severe car accident that left him for months as a young man
in hospital, flat on his back with nothing to contemplate...

but his *life*

and how instead of spiraling into despair
he said he had decided that he was being given this time

for a ~reason~

and so the small and now crooked man
lay on his back and planned how he was going to return to his

~Life~

...and so the story goes
this is how a humble truckers ~dreaming~
became a ~millionaires life~

Fond memories in my heart lay
of the white picked fences on his stud
of his pregnant mares in green pastures
and of the feisty arrogance and energy of prize stallions
stamping dusty pathways in big paddocks
and most fondly i remember the playful nipping of foals at my ankles as i sat on their surrounding fencing sketching their pretty faces in the sun

i reminisce and remember how to my child's eye
his big house (modeled on ~Tara~ from Gone with the Wind)
seemed like something from a ~dream~
and how his long shiny car
was in such contrast to his quiet gentleness...

His millionaires life was not a flamboyant lifestyle this you understand
when you have glimpsed his solitary soul
and you know such secrets as...
~Sandy~ got to swim in his big in~ground pool
when it was empty of folk
...so it wasn't wasted

i feel honored to have crossed paths with this good man
known fondly by his friends
as BJ

and i remember these stories
of this kind and generous man
this good man, who lead a good life
for it was this week on the 7th that he let go of these times
to leave for a bigger adventure...

Bernie Ahern

~May he Rest In Peace~



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