The Beauty of a Smile

I will be the first to admit that I am NOT a morning person. I woke today and decided that I was not going to stay in bed for the three usual alarm clock snoozes; just the one! I recently read in a Zest article that if you get up straight away you will feel better than getting up after a second doze! Hhhm inconclusive results as I stumbled, eyes closed into the bathroom, a few walls walked in to but no damage done! The kids soon followed me. Sophia is wide awake but still not quite blossoming at this early hour and Stanley is more like me and is always extremely grumpy in the mornings. In the past I have often become quite impatient with Stanley as he gets up very slowly, grumbling the whole time and refuses to get dressed himself as he is just ‘too tired’ despite having twelve hours sleep! I have attempted a new empathic response to Stanley, the reason being; is it takes me a long while to arise in the morning so really ‘how can I expect him to spring out f bed singing and dancing with a smile on his lovely little face when I resemble the Gruffalo when I roll out?’. So as calm as can be, I woke him, and helped him dress all the while explaining that “Mummy feels tired too”, empathising and showing compassion and all went fairly smoothly and actually rather quickly!Result!

Rich also terrible at waking up so between us there is no agreeing and lots of bickering purely down to the fact we are both exhausted at first dawn. This morning was different. Following my empathy with darling little Stanley…a short tale of a humorous event shared by me to the husband created the end to much grizzling and a smile was born. The mood was now changed and set. The cloud of morning gloominess, impatience and stress was lifted, as were our moods and so the minutes went by with a sense of calm and contentment. In this moment the trend of the day was set. It’s going to be a good one…

Just smile beautiful you and feel peace from your mind and love from your heart…

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Fabuloso!

What an amazing day! I went to a beautiful house which had an amazing yurt in the garden. Taking place in the yurt are 20 minute massages by a wonderful lady (with the most calming yogic voice I have ever heard), a d these massages I was told were simply lush. I unfortunately was not lucky enough to have one as I was inside with a stall full of my own little creations.

I have done quite a few craft fairs now and they have all been great. This one today was somewhat different. For starters, as I mention it took place in somebody’s home, and just 6 stalls, and free tea and coffee it was so unique to any I have done before.

My day started a bit shakey. As i was leaving my house for some strange reason I simply let go of one handle of my basket dropping bits all over the cold, damp garden path and causing a huge scratch on my hand, after driving straight passed the location I finally arrived, opened the car door and a few more bits fell out of my car….deep breath and carry on…oh and also as I arrived and reversed into my parking spot, I very nearly ran over a lovely little black dog which appeared suddenly and made my heart pound like drums. But then I was greeted by a kind lady and shown to my stall; passing by a happy Buddha by the door and so many inside this felt so calming, easing the eventful morning (!). I was led to a room overlooking an amazing garden which then looked over fields which stretched for miles, simply stunning and views you forget to appreciate.

Other stall holders arrived and were so friendly, some I knew and some I just met. Surrounded by hand made soaps and creams, woodcraft, christmas reefs and beautiful handmade glass made into gorgeous jewellery. These crafts are so creative and unique I felt lucky to be where i was.

As the guests arrived I greeted them with a slightly sheepish “hello” and the response from every single one was just so beautiful. Holding conversations about yoga, therapies, everyday life, family and friendships. So many lovely compliments about my little creations made me feel so happy I couldn’t help but smile. I sold a lovely set of mala beads to a lovely, smiley lady; she said that she has always wanted a set and she was so pleased she now has one. It was such an amazing feeling knowing that I had made someone feel like that through something I have created. I just love making these beads; the children sleeping sweetly, the tv off, just quiet, me and my kit…surrounded by colourful gemstones, wooden beads and decorative charms creating these sets of Malas is so calming and a perfect time to collect thoughts and clear the days worries or reflect on the laughs. Sweet!

So, back to today! Beautiful location, beautiful people, a beautiful sunny day ( although a little nippy outside), but the sun was shining and the sky was blue. The angels were definitely looking out for us today.

One of the moments has to be when the lovely host, who made us so welcome said that she has read my blog! I was amazed! With only a few entries and my lack of creative writing I was blown away and with this I have become inspired, motivated and just so touched. Thank you for making my day and thank you for inviting me to your lovely event.

It was fabuloso!!!

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The issue of trust???

In our society today there is one issue that is thought of in so many situations and that is the big issue of trust.

Lets define trust…

verb (used with object)

to have trust or confidence in; rely or depend on.

to believe.

to expect confidently; hope (usually followed by a clause or infinitive as object): trusting the job would soon be finished; trusting to find oil on the land.

to commit or consign with trust or confidence.

to permit to remain or go somewhere or to do something without fear of consequences: He does not trust his children out of his sight.

How do we learn to trust? Is it through good parenting or lack of, at school, with peers, a partner…or maybe it is inbuilt from first creation. Are some people more trusting and trust worthy than others right from the start or do life experiences form our sense of trust as we plough through our childhood into adult hood where everything seems to become more complicated when thinking about ‘trust’.

Everybody needs to trust someone. But choosing who to trust is the strangest of choices to make. Here’s why…

At primary school you tell your best friend a big secret and within an hour her friend knows too…at senior school you fancy this lad who you get on really well with and you pass him a note and within half an hour his mate knows too…a little later in life you meet this man, seems real nice, but within a month he’s already broken your heart. These instances are just examples of how you think u can trust but then you feel a fool for doing so. Which asks the question;

“Do you need to know someone really well before you trust them or can you do so from the first meeting?”

I can hear you now loud and clear…so if we feel that trust needs to be built on why on earth do we completely put our faith and trust in absolute strangers almost everyday of our lives…think about this one…

How well did you know the nursery nurse where you child goes each day?

How long have you known your child’s teacher?

Who is the lady who runs the local brownies?

The dance teacher…what’s her name again?

An In-depth Study of Work- related Road Traffic Accidents states: Taxi drivers were the only group that showed over-involvement in accidents caused by deliberate recklessness or failure to correctly judge gaps in traffic before making a manoeuvre.

I am not saying all taxis are bad as I use them frequently but what i am saying is that we trust the driver to get us from A to B safely but we don’t know anything about him or her!

As adults it takes us a while to trust a partner or a friend yet we put trust in people we don’t know…it’s almost like the people we have known for a long time take longer to trust yet the one’s we should take our time to trust we hand over our children or jump in their car!

Obviously there are circumstances in every scenario but if we just see people without their profession to give them automatic ‘trust’ stats and we met them in a different environment…would we feel them same way?

So again I ask the question…

“Do you need to know someone really well before you trust them or can you do so from the first meeting?”

Just a thought 🙂

Life is about…

What is life really all about?
Why do we scream
And why do we shout
Doors are slammed
And things are thrown
Words are harsh
The seeds now sewn
But let’s just think
If we did not fall out
What would life be all about?
Cheerful by day
And playful at night
Same old smile
And false old laugh
Same emotions
Opinions agreed
Routine is the same
As the days pass by
Is this any better
Is this the norm
Where would we be
If life had no storm
What should life be all about?
Who loves to make up
When things go pete tong
A debate between friends
Who’s right and who’s wrong
That cuddle at night
Despite days events
And the warmth and the love
A smile can create
So here we are thinking just one simple thing
How happy are we
And what makes us this way
Think of you day
Embrace your loved ones
Laugh with your friends
And be true to your thoughts
Be honest with all
And believe in yourself
Life is a journey, an adventure, a classroom,
It’s a playground, a war zone and fairground ride
It’s yours for the taking
You live it as you like
But please as you do make it one hell of a hike..

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Pretty Wings

One year ago today a beautiful young lady became an angel. Missed everyday, loved beyond the stars and thought of every single second. 

My thoughts are with an amazing family and my best friend as they are everyday. 

Love you muchly Buzz Bee and Mama G xxxx

Tuesday Bliss

Tuesday Bliss

So I am a full time working Mum of two with a sideline of ma little oswell&rose. How do you define a healthy work life balance, well here is a little story of how things were for me for a while…

Going to work during the day and doing a job which I do enjoy and I have some fabulous friends there too so having a good giggle is always an important part of my day as well as the whole work part! I would leave my day job to come home to my bambinos who have been sat nicely and behaving all angelically until the moment I step through he front door. The darling husband then leaves for work, passing ships and all that…so here I am, slightly exhausted, starving (due to my 1200 calorie fitness pal diet!!!) and I am presented with these two tiny rebellious munchkins! I do not quite understand why this happens but it does and the volume in the house increases to unbearable! Words are had (and maybe a few small bribes with ‘picknmix’ and eventually all is calm and tummies are filled.

At this moment in time bedtime was somewhat of a struggle, constant calling from upstairs… Mummy I need a wee, a drink, a light, a blanket, a biscuit, a a a a….Yes pure frustration.

Amongst all this running about i am aware that I have lovely little creations to make. I am eager to get started but I cannot do anything with constant calling. I become impatient and quite frankly, pretty stressed out; this was my life most nights!

It was time to have a rethink. Firstly let’s sort this routine out! Black paper and some sparkly stars. Kids loved it, this was their pocket money…10p a star and they get one if they go to bed and go to sleep! They liked this idea…10 nights later and 2 quid down! Bonus! But I still felt that my evenings were all about getting the kids to bed so I could make and create…rethink!

What do I want?

I knew the answer straight away…quality time; with my babes, with my hubby and with my creating. In order to be able to achieve this i needed to prioritise and plan! I need to come home and have time to chill and play, hear reading and do spellings, be a shop keeper for Sophia and play the wii with Stan.

Answer: To drop a day!

Weighing out the odds was not easy. A pay cut would be taken which is a huge risk to take but if it meant i could have quality time with my babes then i felt it was a risk worth taking…So there we have it. If I have one free day at home; my creating day. I love my Tuesdays….I wake up and I make my dreams reality. Creating new ideas, pretty things and searching for inspiration. I have time in the evening to enjoy my children and then once they are sweetly sleeping I can prepare my orders with calm, care and oodles of love.

There is no price for time but there are many rewards, make a little time for those who need you and remember that sometimes you have to give something up to make better things happen.

Money helps but family loves xxx

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