Sunday, 26 February 2012

February 26

"Small deeds done are better than great deeds planned."

Not sure who said this... but boy were they s-m-r-t:)

I'm tired tonight and ready for bed... but feeling reflective nonetheless.

I think many people are too quick to judge themselves, to blame themselves, to accept guilt, or frustration or defeat.... especially when they do not feel that they have lived up to great expectations - or "great deeds planned". Worse yet, is to feel that one has not lived up to who they were meant to BE, let alone, what one was meant to achieve.....

One small deed at a time... I do believe this is how we change our hearts... and how we change the world.

Aloha,
Emily

Thursday, 23 February 2012

February 23

Another one of those slightly embarrassing, long gaps between posts.  I wish I was more faithful, but the reality is  that sometimes I am just busy and tired.

I really do have some amazing things to share.... I spent a week in Maui, and got to live "aloha" and loved it.  I may just pursue real estate there one day:) At least honorary citizenship??

I celebrated the 6th birthday of my son, who is now already counting down to when he turns 7.  I recently read something, "I shouldn't wish my life away, but....".... if only children understood that.  I have decided never to wish my life away and to treasure the moments here and now.  The here and now is fertile ground for love.  Love doesn't seem to grow in "yesterday" or "tomorrow". It might be there... but it is not growing there.

I celebrated the life and death of my grandmother... and mourned.  And still mourn.... but the unmistakable touch of love has been in my life over and over again throughout the process.  In the minutes after I learned that grandma had gone, I stood in my shower and wept until a prayer and a blessing came to my heart.  I know it in a musical rendition, and sang it over and over again until there was just peace left.

I can't find the version that I know on YouTube, but the lyrics are simple: "The Lord bless you and keep you.  The Lord make His face shine upon you, and bring you peace. Amen."

I found myself crying again last night, and these words comforted me again.  And then something else, magical, mystical, the unmistakable touch of the Lord? I returned to work today, and there was a card and a gift from the staff in my office.  I opened the gift and literally stopped breathing.  This is what was inside.

Thinking of You

It's a little hard to tell from this photo... but it is a caramel-haired girl, with a pink conch shell pressed tightly to her ear.

The friend who bought this for me had no idea that, as a caramel-haired child, I spent countless hours sitting on my grandmother's plush pink bathmat with the pearlescent pink conch shell that she had collected from the beaches of Barbados pressed against my ear listening for the sound of the ocean.  That conch shell was an icon of my grandparent's home, and of their lives.  In the deepest parts of us, aren't we all drawn to a moment's solitude, listening for the echo of the ocean's waves?

This was not just a gift.... it was a message, an inspiration, a blessing.  And I am blessed to have people in my life who are receptive to the leading of "God" or "the Universe" of whatever you want to call it... There is something DEEPLY affirming about the feeling that God sees me... that He knows me... that He moves in mysterious ways to demonstrate His unending love for me.  Forget roses on Valentines Day... they are nothing compared to that love that God is capable of expressing through one of His children to another.

Mahalo (thank you) MJ for ALL the gifts you gave me in this one simple figure.

Aloha,
Emily

Thursday, 2 February 2012

February 2

Tomorrow my son turns six, and tonight he was literally buzzing with the excitement.... "mommy, aren't you so excited??? Tomorrow is my birthday!! Tomorrow I turn six!!"....

Tonight, I cradled my dying grandmother in my arms and felt so totally at peace.  So grateful that her whole entire life will end in the arms of loved ones.

Tonight, I laughed with my sisters over the madness of my week.

I'm setting fire to the rain.... listening over and over to the popular song by Adele that just moves my spirit so high....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FlsBObg-1BQ

And I am embracing "joie de vivre"....


Joie de vivre (French pronunciation: [ʒwa də vivʁ], joy of living) is a French phrase often used in English to express a cheerful enjoyment of life; an exultation of spirit. Joie de vivre "can be a joy of conversation, joy of eating, joy of anything one might do… And joie de vivre may be seen as a joy of everything, a comprehensive joy, a philosophy of life, a Weltanschauung. Robert's Dictionnaire says joie is sentiment exaltant ressenti par toute la conscience, that is, involves one's whole being."[1]

This week... I have laughed and I have sobbed... and become even more convinced that there is nothing in this world that matters more than love.  No money, no things, no rain, no distance, no pain, no resentment, no loneliness, nothing matters more than love.  May love set fire to my life.... may a wildfire spread throughout the world.... may love set fire to the rain.....

I'm crying too hard to see the screen anymore...

Aloha, 
Emily

Saturday, 14 January 2012

January 14

"The most common way people give up their power is by thinking they don't have any."
- Alice Walker

What power do you possess that you have never harnessed???

Interesting to ponder....

Aloha,
Emily

Thursday, 5 January 2012

January 5

I love the inspiration that I am getting from music.  God has always loved to speak right into my heart through music.

Today I've been grumpy.... My body feels crappy.... I feel out of sorts... troubled.... broken down....
And for the last hour, I've been trying to embrace my crappy mood and just be grateful for the reasons that I feel crappy.... And then on comes Jack Johnson again.....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y4O7ufx9D_s


Breakdown
I hope this old train breaks down
Then I could take a walk around
See what there is to see
Time is just a melody
With all the people in the street
Walking as fast as their feet can take them
I just roll through town
And though my window’s got a view
Well the frame I’m looking through
Seems to have no concern for now so for now I
I need this here old train to breakdown
Oh please just let me please breakdown
Well this engine screams out loud
Centipede gonna crawl westbound
So I don’t even make a sound
Because it’s gonna sting me when I leave this town
And all the people in the street
That I’ll never get to meet
If these tracks don’t bend somehow
And I got no time that I got to get
To where I don’t need to be so I
I need this here old train to breakdown
Oh please just let me please breakdown
I want to break on down
But I can’t stop now
Let me break on down
But you can’t stop nothing if you got no control
Of the thoughts in your mind that you kept and you know
That you don’t know nothing but you don’t need to know
The wisdom’s in the trees not the glass windows
You can’t stop wishing if you don’t let go
Of the things that you find and you lose and you know
You keep on rolling, put the moment on hold
Because the frame’s too bright, so put the blinds down low
I need this here old train to breakdown
Oh please just let me please breakdown
I got to break on down
But I can’t stop now

This Hawaii theme is just too cool in my life right now.

Aloha,
Emily

Friday, 30 December 2011

December 30

Sitting with my sis falling asleep on my shoulder listening to tunes.... today's blog is inspired by Jack Johnson, who hails from Hawaii.... what a nice fit with the theme for my blog this year.  Happy New Year everyone.... and wishing my mom and dad love on their 40th wedding anniversary today.  Love is always best when shared.

Enjoy:) http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c2KYTOw5Fm4

"Better Together"


There is no combination of words I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing, but I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a, shoebox of photographs
With sepia-toned loving
Love is the answer,
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing, it's always better when we're together

Mmm, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

And all of these moments
Just might find their way into my dreams tonight
But I know that they'll be gone
When the morning light sings
And brings new things
For tomorrow night you see
That they'll be gone too
Too many things I have to do
But if all of these dreams might find their way
Into my day to day scene
I'd be under the impression
I was somewhere in between
With only two
Just me and you
Not so many things we got to do
Or places we got to be
We'll sit beneath the mango tree now

Yeah, it's always better when we're together
Mmm, we're somewhere in between together
Well, it's always better when we're together
Yeah, it's always better when we're together

Mmm, mmm, mmm

I believe in memories
They look so, so pretty when I sleep
Hey now, and when I wake up,
You look so pretty sleeping next to me
But there is not enough time,
And there is no, no song I could sing
And there is no combination of words I could say
But I will still tell you one thing
We're better together.
To a New Year full of love!

Aloha,
Emily

Thursday, 22 December 2011

December 22

Love your neighbour as you love yourself...

As you love yourself...

As I love myself....

What if I have been neglecting my self...

Does that impact my capacity to love my neighbour - - - or anyone else for that matter?

I have always loved Cheryl Richardson's philosophy of "The Art of Self-Care"....

I have decided that it is time to spend more time showing love and care for myself.... in meaningful ways that fill my cup and give me the capacity to love others, and it all starts here and now with improving my health.

Aloha,
Emily