~ Reflections ~ 31st May 2011

Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles await you when you rise.
Sleep,
pretty baby,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.

Cares you know not,
Therefore sleep,
While over you a watch I'll keep.
Sleep,
pretty darling,
Do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby.

Song of the Day - Godspeed (Sweet Dreams) - Dixie Chicks

~ Reflections ~ 30th May 2011

No words today.



Song of the Day - Falling Inside The Black - Skillet

~ Reflections ~ 29th May 2011

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
when the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest, if you must, but do not quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about,
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than,
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up,
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far,
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.

Song of the Day - Hope for the Hopeless - A Fine Frenzy

~ Reflections ~ 28th May 2011

I'm sorry I didn't protect you like a mother should. I'm sorry I didn't want you. I'm sorry I rejected you. I didn't know what else to do. I was so scared. I didn't want to lose you, but I was so scared of having you. If you were here, I would have shown you so much love, nothing and no one would hurt you. I'd do anything in my power to keep you safe. I'd let you make mistakes, I'd let you learn from them. I'd hug you every day, just so you would know I loved you and that I am there for you, no matter what. I'd discipline you gently and let you learn. I'd let you push the boundaries. I'd let you be independent when you were ready - but you would always know I'd be there. I would listen to you and believe you. I'd believe in you. I'd tell you every day how special and beautiful and clever and amazing you are. You would never ever doubt how much I love you and how worthy you are. You would believe that you deserved happiness and love because I would tell you that and show you that. My actions would speak louder than words. I would show you off and be the proudest mother in the world for whatever achievements you made, whatever you wanted them to be. I'd support your decisions and guide you with them, letting you learn along the way. I'd let you laugh out so loud til your belly hurt and I'd let you get messy and leave your toys out. I'd let you be sad and cry when you wanted to. I'd let you slam your door and get angry and say how you felt. I'd respect you. I'd let you choose your own path. I would keep you safe. I would pack your lunch for school and I'd drop you off on time and pick you you up from the school gate every day. I'd teach you values and honesty and integrity. I'd teat you with dignity. I'd sit on the ground and play games with you. I'd teach you to read and read you a story every night. If you felt scared, I'd cuddle you and help to take away your fears. I would accept you, whoever you decide to be. I'd walk beside you and show you how much I love you - you would never have to doubt my love for you. I would keep you safe at home and keep those who might hurt you away. I'd let you have friends over and for you to go to your friends houses. I would let you know that I am okay and that you don't need to worry about me - you're a beautiful little girl who can go and explore and be spontaneous! I'd let you pick your first love and pick your friends. You could run off with the kids after lunch and play, you wouldn't be stuck cleaning with the adults. You would know that you are so loved. You are a beautiful, precious little girl, and you deserve to shine like all the stars in the Universe.

Song of the Day - Always There - Kate Alexa

~ Reflections ~ 27th May 2011

I feel these four walls closing in
My face up against the glass
I'm looking out... hmm
Is this my life I'm wondering
It happened so fast
How do I turn this thing around
Is this the bed I chose to make
Its greener pastures I'm thinking about hmm
Wide open spaces far away

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but, not feel scared

Wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like I'm longing to
Run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses!
Oh yeah yea

I see the girl I wanna be
Riding bare back, care free along the shore
If only that someone was me
Jumping head first headlong without a thought
To act and damn the consequence
How I wish it could be that easy
But fear surrounds me like a fence
I wanna break free

All I want is the wind in my hair
To face the fear but, not feel scared

Wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like I'm longing to
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses!
Oh yeah yea

I wanna run too.
Recklessly abandoning my self before you
I wanna open up my heart tell him how I feel

Wild horses I wanna be like you
Throwing caution to the wind
I'll run free too
Wish I could recklessly love, like I'm longing to
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses!
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses!
I wanna run with the wild horses, run with the wild horses!
Yeah

I wanna run with the wild horses

Song of the Day - Wild Horses - Natasha Bedingfield

~ Reflections ~ 26th May 2011

In the infinity of life where I am, all is perfect whole and complete. I now choose calmly and objectively to see my old patterns, and I am willing to make changes. I am teachable. I can learn. I am willing to change. I choose to have fun doing this. I choose to react as though I have found a treasure when I discover something else to release. I see and feel myself changing moment by moment. Thoughts no longer have any power over me. I am the power in the world. I choose to be free. All is well in my world. - Louise L. Hay.

Song of the Day - Shine - Vanessa Amorosi

~ Reflections ~ 25th May 2011

In the infinity of life where I am, all is perfect, whole and complete. The past has no power over me because I am willing to learn and to change. I see the past as necessary to bring me to where I am today. I am willing to begin where I am right now to clean the rooms of my mental house. I know it does not matter where I start, so I now begin with the smallest and the easiest rooms, and in that way I will see results quickly. I am thrilled to be in the middle of this adventure, for I know I will never go through this particular experience again. I am willing to set myself free. All is well in my world. - Louise L. Hay.

Song of the Day - She's A Butterfly - Martina McBride

~ Reflections ~ 24th May 2011

You are meant to be a wonderful, loving expression of life. Life is waiting for you to open up to it - to feel worthy of the good it holds for you. The wisdom and intelligence of the Universe is yours to use. Life is here to support you. Trust the power within you to be there for you.

If you get scared, it is helpful to become aware of your breath as it flows in and out of your body. Your breath, the most precious substance of your life, is freely given to you. You have enough to last for as long as you life. You accept this precious substance without even thinking, and yet you doubt that life can supply you with the other necessities. Now is the time for you to learn about your own power and what you are capable of doing. Go within and find out who you are. - Louise L. Hay. The Power Is Within You.

Song of the Day - Breathe In, Breathe Out - Mat Kearney

~ Reflections ~ 23rd May 2011

It is safe for me to grow up. We are all beloved children of the Universe, and yet there are dreadful things happening to us, such as child abuse. It is said that 30 percent of our population has experienced child abuse. This is not something new. We are at a point right now where we are beginning to allow ourselves to be aware of things that we used to conceal behind walls of silence. These walls are starting to come down so that we can make changes. For those of us who had really difficult childhoods, our walls and armours are very thick and strong. Still, behind the walls, the little child in each one of us just wants to be noticed and loved and accepted exactly as is; not changed or made different. I love you, little one. I can teach but I cannot force. - Louise L. Hay

Song of the Day - Greatest Love Of All - Whitney Houston

~ Reflections ~ 22nd May 2011

The High Cost of Separation - from 'Necessary Losses' by Judith Viorst.

"Then there is the matter of my mother's abandonment of me. Again, this is the common experience. They walk ahead of us, and walk too fast, and forget us, they are so lost in thoughts of their own, and sooner or later they disappear. The only mystery is that we expect it to be otherwise" - Marilynne Robinson.

We begin life with loss. We are cast from the womb without an apartment, a charge plate, a job or a car. We are sucking, sobbing, clinging, helpless babies. Our mother interposes herself between us and the world, protecting us from the overwhelming anxiety. We shall have no greater need than this need for our mother.

Babies need mothers. Sometimes lawyers, housewives, pilots, writers and electricians also need mothers. In the early years of life we embark on the process of giving up what we have to give up to be separate human beings. But until we can learn to tolerate our physical and psychological separateness, our need for our mother's presence - our mother's literal, actual presence - is absolute.

For it's hard to become a separate self, to separate both literally and emotionally, to be able to outwardly stand alone and to inwardly feel ourselves to be distinct. There are losses we'll have to sustain, though they may be balanced by our gains, as we move away from the body and being of our mother. But if our mother leaves us - when we are too young, too unprepared, too scared, too helpless - the cost of this leaving, the cost of this loss, the cost of this separation may be too high.

There is a time to separate from our mother.

But unless we are ready to separate - unless we are ready to leave her and be left - anything is better than separation.

A young boy lies in a hospital bed. He is frightened and in pain. Burns cover 40 percent of his small body. Someone has doused him with alcohol and then, unimaginably, has set him on fire. He cries for his mother. His mother has set him on fire.

It does seem to matter what kind of mother a child has lost, or how perilous it may be to dwell in her presence. It doesn't matter whether she hurts or hugs. Separation from mother is worse than being in her arms when the bombs are exploding. Separation from mother is sometimes worse than being with her when she is the bomb.

For the presence of mother - our mother - stands for safety. Fear of her loss is the earliest terror we know. "There is no such thing as a baby," writes psychoanalyst-paediatrician D. W. Winnicott, observing that babies in fact can't exist without mothers. Separation anxiety dervices from the literal truth that without a caretaking presence we would die.

Yet all of us are abandoned by our mother. She leaves us before we can know that she will return. She abandons us to work, to market, to go on vacation, to have another baby - or simply by not being there when we have need of her. She abandons us by having a separate life, a life of her own - and we will have to learn to have one too. But meanwhile, what do we do when we need our mother - we need our mother! - and she is not there.

What we doubtless do is survive. We surely survive the brief and temporary absences. But they teach us a fear that may set its mark on our life. And if, in early childhood, most especially within the first six years, we are too deprived of the mother we need and long for, we may sustain an injury emotionally equivalent to being doused with oil and set on fire. Indeed, such deprivation in the first few years of life has been compared to a massive burn or wound. The pain is unimaginable. The healing is hard and slow. The damage, although not fatal, may be permanent.

Song of the Day - Bachelor Girl - Buses and Trains

~ Reflections ~ 21st May 2011

In the infinity of life where I am, all is perfect, whole, and complete. Change is the natural law of my life. I welcome change. I am willing to change. I choose to change my thinking. I choose to change the words I use. I move from the old to the new with ease and with joy. It is with joy that I learn to love myself more and more. The more resentment I release, the more love I have to express. Changing me thoughts makes me feel good. I am learning to choose to make today a pleasure to experience. All is well in my world. - Louise L. Hay.



Song of the Day - Change - Taylor Swift

~ Reflections ~ 20th May 2011

Personal Bill Of Rights - from the book 'Boundaries and Relationships' by Charles Whitfield.

1. I have numerous choices in my life beyond mere survival.

2. I have a right to discover and know my Child Within.

3. I have a right to grieve over what I didn't get that I needed or what I got that I didn't need or want.

4. I have a right to follow my own values and standards.

5. I have a right to say no to anything when I feel I am not ready, it is unsafe, or violates my values.

6. I have a right to dignity and respect.

7. I have a right to make decisions.

8. I have a right to determine and honour my own priorities.

9. I have the right to have my needs and wants respected by others.

10. I have the right to terminate conversations with people who make me feel put down and humiliated.

11. I have the right not to be responsible for others' behaviours, feelings or problems.

12. I have a right to make mistakes and not have to be perfect.

13. I have a right to all of my feelings.

14. I have a right to be angry at someone I love.

15. I have a right to be uniquely me, without feeling I'm not good enough.

16. I have a right to feel scared and to say 'I'm afraid'.

17. I have the right to experience and then let go of fear, guilt and shame.

18. I have a right to make decisions based on my feelings, my judgement or any reason that I choose.

19. I have a right to change my mind at any time.

20. I have the right to be happy.

21. I have the right to my own personal space and time needs.

22. It is okay to be relaxed, playful and frivolous.

23. I have the right to change and grow.

24. I have the right to be open to improve communication skills so that I may be understood.

25. I have a right to make friends and be comfortable around people.

26. I have a right to be in a non-abusive environment.

27. I can be healthier than those around me.

28. I can take care of myself, no matter what.

29. I have the right to grieve over actual or threatened losses.

30. I have the right to trust others who earn my trust.

31. I have the right to forgive others and to forgive myself.

32. I have the right to give and to receive unconditional love.


Proud - Heather Nova

~ Reflections ~ 19th May 2011

I'm okay. In the entire world, there's nobody like me. Since the beginning of time, there has never been another person like me. Nobody has my smile. Nobody has my eyes, my nose, my hair, my hands, my voice. I'm okay.

No one can be found who has my handwriting.

Nobody anywhere has my tastes, for food or music or art. No one sees things just as I do.

In all of time there has been no one who laughs like me, no one who cries like me. And what makes me laugh and cry will never provoke identical laughter and tears from anybody else, ever.

No one reacts to any situation just as I would react. I'm okay.

I'm the only one in all of creation who has my set of abilities. Oh, there will always be somebody who is better at one of the things I am good at, but no one in the universe can reach the quality of my combination of talents, ideas, abilities and feelings. Like a roomful of music instruments, some may excel alone, but no one can match the symphony sound when all are played together. I'm a symphony.

Throughout all of eternity no one will ever look, talk, think or do like me.

I'm okay. I'm unique.

And, in all uniqueness, I need not attempt to imitate others. I will accept - yes celebrate - our differences.

I'm okay. And I'm beginning to realise it's no accident that I'm okay. I'm beginning to see that God made me okay for a very special purpose. God must have a life for me that no one else can live.

Out of all the billions of applicants, only one has the right combination of what it takes to live this particular life.

That one is me. Because I'm okay.

Thanks to Anne from HFL for sharing this with me. :)

I'm Okay - Christina Aguilera

~ Reflections ~ 18th May 2011

I am the author of my life. No person, place, or thing has any power over me, for I am the only thinker in my mind. As a child, I accepted authority figures as gods. Now I am learning to take back my power and become my own authority figure. I accept myself as a powerful, responsible being. As I meditate every moring, I get in touch with my own inner wisdom. The school of life is deeply fulfilling as I come to know that we are all students and all teachers. We each have come to learn something and to teach something. As I listen to my thoughts, I gently guide my mind toward trusting my own Inner Wisdom. I grow and blossom and entrust all my affairs on Earth to the Divine Source. All is well. I go beyond barriers to possibilities. - Louise L. Hay.

How Could Anyone Ever Tell You? - Shania Noll

~ Reflections ~ 17th May 2011

"There is an innocence within me that already knows how to trust my Higher Power, to cherish life while holding it lightly, to live fully and simply in the present moment. I will allow that part of myself to come forward and nourish me as I continue on this journey."

Song For the Inner Child - Shania Noll