64. Loving myself gives me the extra energy to work through any problem more quickly. My life is a labour of love.


Loving ourselves, the lesson that comes up time and time again and just when I think I got it, something else comes up for me. That doesn’t mean that there is failure, it simply means that we are a work in progress and each step is towards our infinite potential and possibilities that expand each time. I went to bed last night with a bit of a cold. I woke at 2:00am this morning and felt like I had blades in my throat. More than anything I was annoyed that I was sick, again!

So when I looked at the affirmation today I was still annoyed as clearly the amount of times that I have been sick this year indicates that I do not love myself enough to be well. It is not even about drinking or consuming things that are healthy for us instead emotionally I know that my thoughts have not always been loving and gentle. In the last 6 or so months I have had a cold eat at least once a month and I know it is because of the way I have been dealing with my emotions or rather the way I haven’t been. There has been a lot of grief but amongst it there have been lots of lessons that I have learnt.

The gifts of grief and sadness is really learning and feeling the value of the life in which we live and how important each moment matters. As I sit at my computer with a very snotty nose and congested head the last thing I feel like doing is writing about the loving energy that I have for myself.  What I do know it is these moments that are about digging deep, finding the lessons and really learning from them. If we are not learning to love the glorious mess that we are then we are not truly living.

I just spoke to my dear cousin and we had a laugh in the most loving way about why I was sick yet again. I flicked through my health bible and read about colds – the words that stood out were “too much pressure to perform, scattered, refusing to listen to your body” Yup, Yup & Yup! What resonated most was my scattered energy and not being in the moment of life. Thinking, worrying too much and the irony is that I know all too well the detriment that it can cause. What I won’t do to myself is berate or judge my thoughts, feelings and instead I am sending them love. Of late my energy and direction was being consumed on stuff that does not serve my highest purpose. More importantly I am not entirely in the path of my purpose and being of service which is what is most important to me. Being stuck in your head space is crap and does not allow life to flow with grace and ease. So as much as I didn’t want to write I know that it has been a lovely lesson to just STOP with the scattered energy and be in the moment of now. To live life with a fierce loving open heart and not get caught up in the story in which I have created. Loving myself gives me the extra energy to work through any problem more quickly. My life is a labour of love.

With a sprinkle of fairy dust and may magic follow your day.

With HUGE love,



30. I love experiencing every age. I rejoice in each passing year.


I love my birthday. I love everything about it. I love being the centre of attention, (yup you heard right) and I love receiving presents. What I love most is I love celebrating me with people that I love and cherish. Too often in life we get caught up in our age and how quickly time passes. Sure it does. As the old saying goes, the older we get the quicker time does pass. For me personally time does seem to go by at a ridiculous fast paced rate, but it is what we do with that time that makes the most difference. More importantly it is the way we feel and act towards our beautiful self that is the most sacred and important. Our world is simply a reflection of who we are. If we are able to see beauty in ourselves then we can see beauty all around us.

This morning as I plucked the excess hair from my eyebrows, I undeniably noticed the hair on my upper lip glaring back at me with the morning sun. I looked up around my face and noticed the white hair poking around. I rolled my eyes and started to groan at the reflection looking back at me. Then I stopped and caught myself at what I was doing. Sure I need a pluck and a wax but I shouldn’t have to start the day not liking at what I see in the mirror. So as I caught myself about to berate what I saw in the mirror I looked back and saw a beautiful wise woman.  So instead this is what I told myself and even though in that moment I may not have felt it entirely, the thoughts I had instantly shifted to being brighter and lighter.

I caught up with a friend this morning. Soul sisters are the mirrors in our lives and although they cannot pick you up, they sure can extend their hands and help lift you up. They sit by your side, hug you, laugh or cry with you and allow you to believe again when you can’t for yourself.  What came up the most and always does is the way we treat and loves ourselves, especially when there is “stuff” going on in our lives. I know for me in the last month I have not looked after myself nor I have been loving and kind on myself. My thoughts have been reckless and negative and I have chosen to recluse for a little. That is cool as long as I am recognising what it is that I am doing and do not choose to stay there.

So when I read the affirmation for today it was such an awesome reminder about loving me for who I am and all that I can be. To rejoice and celebrate in the magnificence of each year for it is truly a blessing that we have a beating heart. Who gives a F&(*K  if I have hair on my upper lip, eyebrows that need plucking and white hair. I am fabulously me and I love, honour and cherish ALL of me. Some days are tougher than others and that is cool. This is the fabulous learning of life and what joy it is. I love experiencing every age. I rejoice in each passing year. Blessed be and so it is. So it is done. Namaste.


With a sprinkle of fairy dust and may magic follow your day.





16. I get plenty of sleep every night, and my body appreciates how I take care of it.


(spending time with my niece :)

I have spent the last couple of days away down at the beach and have caught up on much needed rest and sleep. The last few weeks have been emotionally exhausting with the passing of my dear aunt and my body is weary and tired. The last few days have been such a blessing for some rest which has allowed my body to be amongst Mother Nature and to absorb her beautiful energy.

I know my body all too well and for me not getting enough rest as with anybody does not allow me to do the things that I love to do with grace and ease. I know that when I have not slept enough I crave sugary and fatty foods the next day, my concentration is poor and I lack motivation and enthusiasm. Sounds like pretty simply mathematics and logic to me. However there are still times when we abuse our bodies and do not take care of ourselves as they deserve.

One of the biggest triggers for me when I was unwell with mania which ultimately led to hospitalisation was that I could not sleep. This was caused by my body being under huge amounts of pressure and stress and not taking care of it as what it deserved. Hindsight is great and I did not know or appreciate to love my body and self the way I do now. So now when my body does not have the sleep that it requires I ensure that I rest and recuperate as I honour my body and all that it allows me to do. It is also about not abusing my body with toxic food, substances or alcohol as I also know all too well how this impacts your body and life. Hard lessons to learn but ones in which I am grateful for they have taught me about what I do not want in my life.

The last few nights have been pretty cool as I have been spending time with my niece and we have slept and snuggled together at night. It is times like these that I truly treasure and I have loved the relaxing nature of being away, reading and taking the time out that my body has truly required. My body deserves it. I get plenty of sleep every night, and my body appreciates how I take care of it. Blessed be and so it is. So it is done. Namaste.


With a sprinkle of fairy dust and may magic follow your day.