“Prosperity is a way of living and thinking, and not just money or things. Poverty is a way of living and thinking, and not just a lack of money or things.” ~ Eric Butterworth
How often have I talked to my friend “C” about prosperity? Probably once a week. In fact this entry is inspired by her. You see we (C and I) like to think of ourselves as living “as if”. As if we already have what we want, need and desire. You see we believe that we hold ourselves back by believing that things will not come to us. Now I am not talking about winning the lottery or hitting the jackpot in Vegas, but about having things fall into place.
Prosperity has come to me in so many ways. It’s in the tiny apartment that I share with my daughter; that I thought I would hate, but I love more and more every day. In my dear friend that listens to me endlessly prattle on about the drama that is me. In a new friend that offered when I told her I was going to “hell in a hand basket” to carry the basket… There are a million things that I will stop taking for granted and start realizing how rich and prosperous my life really is. Now I wonder if I live my life "as if " I’m 25 that will work????
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Day 10
“It takes half your life before you discover life is a do-it-yourself project.” ~
Napoleon Hill (American author, 1883-1970)
Last night in my bedroom I’d dropped something and found myself on all fours searching to find it under
my bed. Ahhhh, under my bed…. The place where my dog hides her toys, where magazines and book escape my bed, storage for out of season clothes, the tool box my brother put together for me, and the place where old projects go to die….(wow! how much space do I have under my bed?) There I came across a bag that holds a quilt I’m making for my first nephew. I started it before he was born and imagined this quilt becoming his “Linus” blanket. Well, my nephew is 11 and into skateboard and the like and I can’t imagine that he would be too interested in a “blankie”, with a teddy bear quilted on it. I also have another quilt that I’m making for my bed. Laura Ashley sold the precut squares of her familiar patterned fabric to make your own quilts. I was as excited as I walked into the store on Madison Ave. color scheme in mind and ready to make a quilt that would be passed down through the years. I started that project over 20 years ago… It’s now the size of a placemat. I also have a scarf and a sweater waiting for my attention. I think I really just like the idea of having a “project”. I have finished some but there are much more projects in my under bed graveyard waiting for my attention. The quote that I chose today says it all for me, my life is my project. I keep trying to find a hobby, a craft, my “thing”. I think this blog is my thing and it found me. So, I want to say this to all of the other people out there looking for their “thing”…the minute you stop looking it finds you.
Napoleon Hill (American author, 1883-1970)
Last night in my bedroom I’d dropped something and found myself on all fours searching to find it under
my bed. Ahhhh, under my bed…. The place where my dog hides her toys, where magazines and book escape my bed, storage for out of season clothes, the tool box my brother put together for me, and the place where old projects go to die….(wow! how much space do I have under my bed?) There I came across a bag that holds a quilt I’m making for my first nephew. I started it before he was born and imagined this quilt becoming his “Linus” blanket. Well, my nephew is 11 and into skateboard and the like and I can’t imagine that he would be too interested in a “blankie”, with a teddy bear quilted on it. I also have another quilt that I’m making for my bed. Laura Ashley sold the precut squares of her familiar patterned fabric to make your own quilts. I was as excited as I walked into the store on Madison Ave. color scheme in mind and ready to make a quilt that would be passed down through the years. I started that project over 20 years ago… It’s now the size of a placemat. I also have a scarf and a sweater waiting for my attention. I think I really just like the idea of having a “project”. I have finished some but there are much more projects in my under bed graveyard waiting for my attention. The quote that I chose today says it all for me, my life is my project. I keep trying to find a hobby, a craft, my “thing”. I think this blog is my thing and it found me. So, I want to say this to all of the other people out there looking for their “thing”…the minute you stop looking it finds you.
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Day 9
“These are the tears ~~ The tears we shed ~~ This is the fear ~~ This is the dread ~~ These are the contents of my head” Annie Lennox
I was emailing with a friend today about regret and the feeling that you have not lived up to the expectations you had for yourself. I have a long list of things I always wanted to do, with sub categories, footnotes and pictures. I drive my daughter crazy with my lists and plans for the day. A trip to Woodbury Commons takes at least two weeks of preparation for me. First I write a list of everything I’m planning to buy. I print out a map of the outlet, then I strategically plan the most logical way to maneuver our way from store to store. We should start and end at the same point having made it to every store on the list and have a well timed lunch break. This is always the plan, but somehow we veer off the planned route and I never get half the things on my list but I always leave having had a great time, without regret and looking forward to the next trip. This should be my metaphor for how I look ahead at my life. Make plans, enjoy the journey, and be happy with whatever the outcome. I think that I like so many people think that if things don’t go exactly as planned we’ve failed or let ourselves down. Not so, I mean it’s all good, the ups the downs the entire journey. So as I look ahead I will plan to enjoy it all, the missteps, the joys, the misunderstandings, the experiences…without regret.
I was emailing with a friend today about regret and the feeling that you have not lived up to the expectations you had for yourself. I have a long list of things I always wanted to do, with sub categories, footnotes and pictures. I drive my daughter crazy with my lists and plans for the day. A trip to Woodbury Commons takes at least two weeks of preparation for me. First I write a list of everything I’m planning to buy. I print out a map of the outlet, then I strategically plan the most logical way to maneuver our way from store to store. We should start and end at the same point having made it to every store on the list and have a well timed lunch break. This is always the plan, but somehow we veer off the planned route and I never get half the things on my list but I always leave having had a great time, without regret and looking forward to the next trip. This should be my metaphor for how I look ahead at my life. Make plans, enjoy the journey, and be happy with whatever the outcome. I think that I like so many people think that if things don’t go exactly as planned we’ve failed or let ourselves down. Not so, I mean it’s all good, the ups the downs the entire journey. So as I look ahead I will plan to enjoy it all, the missteps, the joys, the misunderstandings, the experiences…without regret.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Days 6, 7 & 8 (There was a weekend in there ;-))
“Everything in the unconscious seeks outward manifestation, and the personality too desires to evolve out of its unconscious conditions and to experience itself as a whole.”
The word manifestation seems to be the word of the hour, day and month for me. I have two friends (we’ll call them “C & H”) and we always seem to talk about how we manifest both good and bad into our lives and how to get control of both. Recent events have reinforced my belief that the energies you put out there, will come back to you. These events have also reminded me of my “vision board”. (For anyone that is not familiar with vision boards, the idea behind this is that when you surround yourself with images of who you want to become, what you want to have, where you want to live, or where you want to vacation, your life changes to match those images and those desires) I keep my vision board in a very sacred place…the floor behind my dresser. You see when I first put it together I kept it on my dresser…it’s large about a 2’ square made of green foam core. One day my daughter asked me to hide it, she was having friends over and I guess the idea of my grade school art project displayed for the world to see would have just been too much. (How many macaroni faces and ink blots that were supposed to be dog’s, pieces of art work had I lived with on the refrigerator??? Hmmmmm??) Well, that’s how it found its home behind the dresser…I pull it out every once in a while “dust it off” and just look at it. Hmmmm...Why don’t I have the Cartier love bracelet yet or why haven’t I lounged on the teak chaise lounge looking out at the sunset, or manifested the $1, 000000 (thanks to the C for the $ bill), oh, and all the phrases evoking inner peace, harmony and just plain old good feelings….WHERE ARE THEY???? I mean I had my glue stick, magazines and good intentions all in a row and set out to make it all come true, so what happened??? (I think I might have even had a glass of wine and been listening to jazz while I was making it) I think what happened is that I missed the number one clue...it’s a “vision” board and I hadn’t given it much visual time. All of the things that I’ve manifested lately are things that have been on my mind constantly. I have subconsciously worked them into my life. This is blog I guess is my public, non dusty vision board where I am manifesting all the things that I want for my future. So please forgive me if I post random pictures of vacations, words of love, Crumbs cupcakes, and piles of money and of course the Cartier bracelet.
The word manifestation seems to be the word of the hour, day and month for me. I have two friends (we’ll call them “C & H”) and we always seem to talk about how we manifest both good and bad into our lives and how to get control of both. Recent events have reinforced my belief that the energies you put out there, will come back to you. These events have also reminded me of my “vision board”. (For anyone that is not familiar with vision boards, the idea behind this is that when you surround yourself with images of who you want to become, what you want to have, where you want to live, or where you want to vacation, your life changes to match those images and those desires) I keep my vision board in a very sacred place…the floor behind my dresser. You see when I first put it together I kept it on my dresser…it’s large about a 2’ square made of green foam core. One day my daughter asked me to hide it, she was having friends over and I guess the idea of my grade school art project displayed for the world to see would have just been too much. (How many macaroni faces and ink blots that were supposed to be dog’s, pieces of art work had I lived with on the refrigerator??? Hmmmmm??) Well, that’s how it found its home behind the dresser…I pull it out every once in a while “dust it off” and just look at it. Hmmmm...Why don’t I have the Cartier love bracelet yet or why haven’t I lounged on the teak chaise lounge looking out at the sunset, or manifested the $1, 000000 (thanks to the C for the $ bill), oh, and all the phrases evoking inner peace, harmony and just plain old good feelings….WHERE ARE THEY???? I mean I had my glue stick, magazines and good intentions all in a row and set out to make it all come true, so what happened??? (I think I might have even had a glass of wine and been listening to jazz while I was making it) I think what happened is that I missed the number one clue...it’s a “vision” board and I hadn’t given it much visual time. All of the things that I’ve manifested lately are things that have been on my mind constantly. I have subconsciously worked them into my life. This is blog I guess is my public, non dusty vision board where I am manifesting all the things that I want for my future. So please forgive me if I post random pictures of vacations, words of love, Crumbs cupcakes, and piles of money and of course the Cartier bracelet.
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