Have you missed me?
A few people have asked where I went...it was terribly glamorous, so I don't want you to get jealous! I was in Tile Hill, Coventry. Catsitting. Now you may think (and you'd be right) that cat-sitting isn't exactly the most strenuous of activities, and perhaps doesn't warrant a week off...BUT it was great!
I feel enormously relaxed now - boy, did I need some time off! And as I am catching up frantically today, and want to keep this short, I shall just ask you...
Do you need some time off?
Love
Donna.x
Friday, June 29, 2007
Wednesday, June 20, 2007
A Jolly Holi-blog
Or should that be a blog-i-day?
Anyway, what I wanted to say today was that I will be absent from the blog for a week or so. I am having a glamourous holiday...well, actually I am house sitting for a friend, and taking the opportunity to rest, relax and ignore my laptop for a few days! Hazah. I can't wait. Even if it is a holiday in Midlands suburbia (4 miles from my house!), it's still a change of scenery and a chance to rest and relax...and they have a GREAT DVD collection!
Take your recharge time where you can find it.
Love
Donna.x
Anyway, what I wanted to say today was that I will be absent from the blog for a week or so. I am having a glamourous holiday...well, actually I am house sitting for a friend, and taking the opportunity to rest, relax and ignore my laptop for a few days! Hazah. I can't wait. Even if it is a holiday in Midlands suburbia (4 miles from my house!), it's still a change of scenery and a chance to rest and relax...and they have a GREAT DVD collection!
Take your recharge time where you can find it.
Love
Donna.x
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Even Bad Pub Singers Can be Fun
It's all about attitude. Following my excursion to London to listen to magnificent music and thoroughly throw my heart and soul into the experience, I had the misfortune to be in the pub last night with someone who has the 'worst pub singers in the land' CD and is faithfully reproducing it. It was the point at which my friend and I were trying to figure out what song it was, and realised it was the Kooks (done in the style of a pub singer) that we realised this could be excruciating!
Now I freely admit to being a total music snob. I love credible music. I like to hear good songs done well. One of my pet hates is good songs done badly. So last night was trial by warble for me...Green Day in the style of a pub singer? AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaargh. And then I remembered that it was my choice to be so badly affected by it - the story I told myself was 'oh my god, he is murdering Green Day. How dare he? Oh, this is awful. Please God let it end!'
That story is never going to result in joyful participation...so I decided to change my attitude in the 2nd half. This was tested within 40 seconds of the restart with a pub-singer style butchering of the Kaiser Chiefs. However, I decided to see the humour...and there was much to laugh at. The odd 'woo's from the singer in random places, the overexcited tambourine player, and the sheer astonishment of a 20-something year old stereotypical pub singer.
I laughed pretty much constantly for the 2nd set. He was no better (to my ears - many in the pub loved him), but the story I told myself was totally different - 'oh, this is funny. Name that tune in 703, what on earth is that 'woo' about?! Is he taking the p&^%?'
What story are you telling yourself about something you are not enjoying? Change the story, change the experience. That doesn't mean I'll be back in the pub next Monday...
Love
Donna.x
Now I freely admit to being a total music snob. I love credible music. I like to hear good songs done well. One of my pet hates is good songs done badly. So last night was trial by warble for me...Green Day in the style of a pub singer? AAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaargh. And then I remembered that it was my choice to be so badly affected by it - the story I told myself was 'oh my god, he is murdering Green Day. How dare he? Oh, this is awful. Please God let it end!'
That story is never going to result in joyful participation...so I decided to change my attitude in the 2nd half. This was tested within 40 seconds of the restart with a pub-singer style butchering of the Kaiser Chiefs. However, I decided to see the humour...and there was much to laugh at. The odd 'woo's from the singer in random places, the overexcited tambourine player, and the sheer astonishment of a 20-something year old stereotypical pub singer.
I laughed pretty much constantly for the 2nd set. He was no better (to my ears - many in the pub loved him), but the story I told myself was totally different - 'oh, this is funny. Name that tune in 703, what on earth is that 'woo' about?! Is he taking the p&^%?'
What story are you telling yourself about something you are not enjoying? Change the story, change the experience. That doesn't mean I'll be back in the pub next Monday...
Love
Donna.x
Monday, June 18, 2007
No one's going to take me alive
Yesterday was a FANTASTIC day! I went to see Muse at Wembley Arena - deservedly voted best live act at many a music award ceremony. There is a moment, when arms aloft, throat fully open and singing back to the stage, I am entirely connected with all that is right with the world.
Loud music, joy, friendship, love, passion, wonder.
Your list of what is right with the world might be slightly different...but when was the last time you connected to it? Do you have appointments to do so on a regular basis? Can you recall it whenever you need to? Okay, nothing beats the live experience, but the CD full blast can recall it quite satisfactorily!
Here's to a life that brings you many of these moments of connnection to all that is right with the world...
Love
Donna.x
Loud music, joy, friendship, love, passion, wonder.
Your list of what is right with the world might be slightly different...but when was the last time you connected to it? Do you have appointments to do so on a regular basis? Can you recall it whenever you need to? Okay, nothing beats the live experience, but the CD full blast can recall it quite satisfactorily!
Here's to a life that brings you many of these moments of connnection to all that is right with the world...
Love
Donna.x
Friday, June 15, 2007
This Question Could Change Your Life
What if nothing was more important than that you felt good?
What might change?
What would have to go from your life?
What would you add?
Worse case scenario: you'd feel good all your life.
Hmm...doesn't sound too bad to me!!!
So, what if nothing was more important than that you felt good?
Love
Donna.x
What might change?
What would have to go from your life?
What would you add?
Worse case scenario: you'd feel good all your life.
Hmm...doesn't sound too bad to me!!!
So, what if nothing was more important than that you felt good?
Love
Donna.x
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Cramming an Elephant into a Matchbox
Have you any idea how magnificent you are? Any idea what a gift you are to the world? What if the world was waiting for you to show up as your very best and most wonderful self?
Stop now. How connected are you to the truth that you are amazing? On a scale of 1-10?
This subject has been brought home in stark relief to me today as I realised that I had been hiding my brilliance, and showing up as smaller than I really am. Like cramming an elephant into a matchbox. And let me tell you, it was not a comfortable place to be! I wonder if your hiding place is comfortable? I'm not talking about physically...I'm still in the realm of metaphor - so it's a spiritual discomfort.
You know that feeling that there is more to life? More to you? That's what I'm talking about. There is. More to life. More to you. More passion, joy and love to be accessed. More brilliance to be shone.
Let me tell you something. You are fantastic. Truly awesome. And if you don't yet know that, 10 out of 10, you will. And if you want some help to see it, 10 out of 10, get in touch now - this is what I do.
Love
Donna.x
Stop now. How connected are you to the truth that you are amazing? On a scale of 1-10?
This subject has been brought home in stark relief to me today as I realised that I had been hiding my brilliance, and showing up as smaller than I really am. Like cramming an elephant into a matchbox. And let me tell you, it was not a comfortable place to be! I wonder if your hiding place is comfortable? I'm not talking about physically...I'm still in the realm of metaphor - so it's a spiritual discomfort.
You know that feeling that there is more to life? More to you? That's what I'm talking about. There is. More to life. More to you. More passion, joy and love to be accessed. More brilliance to be shone.
Let me tell you something. You are fantastic. Truly awesome. And if you don't yet know that, 10 out of 10, you will. And if you want some help to see it, 10 out of 10, get in touch now - this is what I do.
Love
Donna.x
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Back to Basics
Yesterday I put my foot on the accelerator pedal, and somehow manage to do my back in! It is quite an achievement as I did nothing different, nothing bizarre - I didn't try to wrap my leg once round my neck first...I just went to accelerate and YEOUCH! The interesting thing about having a bad back is that you realise just how much you take your back for granted.
Suddenly, turning over in bed is a new experience and fraught with danger, walking becomes something to concentrate on, sitting still is a must. Reaching for a tin has the potential to put you into spasms of agony, and trips to the loo turn into a half-hour of fun (or torture, depending on your perspective!). Everything you do all day is related to your back.
So, today, I have been back to basics - I am only doing what I absolutely must do, and doing it slowly and with concentration. Despite my fears that the world might end if I didn't walk the dog or vacuum the house (shhh - don't even mention the vac in front of my back!), it hasn't.
Just for today, get back to basics. Self-care, fun and laughter. Anything else can wait until tomorrow.
love
Donna.x
Suddenly, turning over in bed is a new experience and fraught with danger, walking becomes something to concentrate on, sitting still is a must. Reaching for a tin has the potential to put you into spasms of agony, and trips to the loo turn into a half-hour of fun (or torture, depending on your perspective!). Everything you do all day is related to your back.
So, today, I have been back to basics - I am only doing what I absolutely must do, and doing it slowly and with concentration. Despite my fears that the world might end if I didn't walk the dog or vacuum the house (shhh - don't even mention the vac in front of my back!), it hasn't.
Just for today, get back to basics. Self-care, fun and laughter. Anything else can wait until tomorrow.
love
Donna.x
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
Who's Queen?
I have just been watching Blackadder - the 2nd one, with the magnificent Miranda Richardson as Queenie.
"Grey is customary your majesty" says Melchett
"Who's Queen?" replies the Queen sternly
"Yes, your majesty. The pink Elephant..."
This builds on what I was saying yesterday. Trust yourself. Queenie does not let anyone else's opinion sway her - she is in charge of her own kingdom. Granted, there is a teensy bit of abuse of power...but the lesson remains - be true to yourself, be strong in yourself, stand up for your own decisions, and make those decisions with confidence.
Who's Queen in your life?
Love
Donna.x
"Grey is customary your majesty" says Melchett
"Who's Queen?" replies the Queen sternly
"Yes, your majesty. The pink Elephant..."
This builds on what I was saying yesterday. Trust yourself. Queenie does not let anyone else's opinion sway her - she is in charge of her own kingdom. Granted, there is a teensy bit of abuse of power...but the lesson remains - be true to yourself, be strong in yourself, stand up for your own decisions, and make those decisions with confidence.
Who's Queen in your life?
Love
Donna.x
Monday, June 11, 2007
Trust in me, just in me
How much do you trust in yourself? When you have a decision to make, who do you talk it through with? On Saturday, I was umming and ahing whether to go out with a man I had met...on the one hand, I knew what I wanted (or didn't want) to do. On the other hand, a thousand other voices in my head were telling me to go for it, no wonder I am single if I refuse dates, why the hell not, maybe you'll connect on a date in a way you didn't when you met...
And so on. I considered talking it through with a friend, and then decided to talk it through with myself - my friends will only say the same as I do (I picked them, I know what they will say!). So I had a little chat with myself. I changed one thing though - the voices that tell me I'm a useless, antisocial git had to be constructive! So rather than accusing myself of being an antisocial git, I raised the point that it could be seen this way.
Which allowed me to see how ridiculous that argument is. Just because I am single, does not mean I have to go on dates...it means I can if I want. There are people who will say I'm too choosy (they never met some of my ex's), and people who will say that I should give him a chance. However, I am a busy woman, and I do not spend time with people just because they are there! I spend time with people I have a connection with.
And here's the decider for trusting me - I am really good at spotting if there is a connection with someone. I have been in business for 3 years, and one of the key skills I've learnt is relationship building (which includes relationship severing - why waste time with people you don't connect with?). This is not to insult this chap - he is a nice bloke. There was just no connection on this occasion for me. Who knows what will happen in the future?!
The actual circumstances of this decision are largely irrelevant - the most important thing is that I had a decision to make, and I made it all by myself (well, mostly - I also got a call that cemented my decision, but that's another story!). I trusted myself to know what's best for me. I didn't do what I thought I 'should' do, or what anyone else thought I 'should' do. And do you know what? I am unreasonably proud of that fact!
If you trusted yourself, what decision would you make today?
Love
Donna.x
And so on. I considered talking it through with a friend, and then decided to talk it through with myself - my friends will only say the same as I do (I picked them, I know what they will say!). So I had a little chat with myself. I changed one thing though - the voices that tell me I'm a useless, antisocial git had to be constructive! So rather than accusing myself of being an antisocial git, I raised the point that it could be seen this way.
Which allowed me to see how ridiculous that argument is. Just because I am single, does not mean I have to go on dates...it means I can if I want. There are people who will say I'm too choosy (they never met some of my ex's), and people who will say that I should give him a chance. However, I am a busy woman, and I do not spend time with people just because they are there! I spend time with people I have a connection with.
And here's the decider for trusting me - I am really good at spotting if there is a connection with someone. I have been in business for 3 years, and one of the key skills I've learnt is relationship building (which includes relationship severing - why waste time with people you don't connect with?). This is not to insult this chap - he is a nice bloke. There was just no connection on this occasion for me. Who knows what will happen in the future?!
The actual circumstances of this decision are largely irrelevant - the most important thing is that I had a decision to make, and I made it all by myself (well, mostly - I also got a call that cemented my decision, but that's another story!). I trusted myself to know what's best for me. I didn't do what I thought I 'should' do, or what anyone else thought I 'should' do. And do you know what? I am unreasonably proud of that fact!
If you trusted yourself, what decision would you make today?
Love
Donna.x
Friday, June 08, 2007
Let's get Happy
I'm reading Michael Neill's 'Feel Happy Now' at the moment, and there is a cool exercise in there - how happy are you now, on a scale of 1-10? What could you do to take yourself one point higher? EG if you're a 7, what could you do now to take yourself to an 8?
Sounds quite simple, eh? Yes, and I've been experimenting with this for a few days, and each time I have managed to take my happiness level up a notch within seconds - sitting up straighter, thinking a better thought, doing something i want to do, remembering that life's all good...always!
I realised 3 things: 1. Happiness is a choice, we just choose unconsciously ... and badly! 2. I can change my level of happiness easily and quickly. 3. Being happier is much better than feeling sadder!
Experiment with this today and see your happiness levels rise!
Love
Donna.x
PS anybody know where I can get a nice ankle chain? I've broken my old ones and I NEED a new one, or two...the trouble is, I got lots of nice ones in Australia (that lasted years), and the ones I've found since are not robust or pretty enough for me. Any help welcomed!
Sounds quite simple, eh? Yes, and I've been experimenting with this for a few days, and each time I have managed to take my happiness level up a notch within seconds - sitting up straighter, thinking a better thought, doing something i want to do, remembering that life's all good...always!
I realised 3 things: 1. Happiness is a choice, we just choose unconsciously ... and badly! 2. I can change my level of happiness easily and quickly. 3. Being happier is much better than feeling sadder!
Experiment with this today and see your happiness levels rise!
Love
Donna.x
PS anybody know where I can get a nice ankle chain? I've broken my old ones and I NEED a new one, or two...the trouble is, I got lots of nice ones in Australia (that lasted years), and the ones I've found since are not robust or pretty enough for me. Any help welcomed!
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
A disturbing statistic
I got my new card from the Blood donor service today - I've given blood 10 times. Woo hoo.
With my new 'gold' card, I also got a letter with the disturbing statistic that only 6% of people who CAN give blood, do. Now, I know some of you will not want to and will have a horror of needles. Almost a month ago, I wrote another post about this - I did something amazing today please read it if you haven't already.
And please, please consider going to give blood. It takes 10 minutes once every 3 months, and you could save someones life. Go to the national blood service (uk) website to find out where and when you can give.
Please. Please - do something amazing today. And please, forward this to anyone you know who might be interested in doing something amazing. 6% is a horrifying statistic, let's change it.
Love
Donna.x
With my new 'gold' card, I also got a letter with the disturbing statistic that only 6% of people who CAN give blood, do. Now, I know some of you will not want to and will have a horror of needles. Almost a month ago, I wrote another post about this - I did something amazing today please read it if you haven't already.
And please, please consider going to give blood. It takes 10 minutes once every 3 months, and you could save someones life. Go to the national blood service (uk) website to find out where and when you can give.
Please. Please - do something amazing today. And please, forward this to anyone you know who might be interested in doing something amazing. 6% is a horrifying statistic, let's change it.
Love
Donna.x
Tuesday, June 05, 2007
Staying light
There is a really easy way to make your life better...take notice of how you feel. If you feel good, do more of the good feeling stuff. If you feel bad, what can you do that would feel better?
Feelings are not just there to make your day interesting (said from the perspective of a hormonal female with period pain!), they are your guiding signals.
Are you listening?
Love
Donna.x
Feelings are not just there to make your day interesting (said from the perspective of a hormonal female with period pain!), they are your guiding signals.
Are you listening?
Love
Donna.x
Monday, June 04, 2007
Sunshine and foolishness
Oh, how I love the sun! I was very excited this weekend when the sun shone for DAYS on end (if you're not in the uk - it rained for WEEKS on end so sunshine is exciting). In my excitement I completely forgot about sunscreen. Yes, I know...stoopid. Especially as I am the colour of milk. I inherited my mother's pale Irish skin, and can stay in the sun for about 5 minutes without burning.
However, yesterday, 30+ years of bitter experience disappeared out of my head and now I look like a letterbox wearing a white vest. (I was hugely amused that a couple of people said I looked radiant! Sunburn, dear.) Anyway, the purpose of this post is not (just) to ridicule myself (as much fun as that is). It is to note that sometimes we do stupid things. Sometimes we forget what's good for us, and sometimes we have to face the consequences (4 bottles of aftersun being schlooped into my skin...)
I could (easily) berate myself as an utter imbecile, put myself down and generally be mean to me. But I won't. Not only is it an unpleasant thing to do to myself, heckling me is never a good way to get me to do anything! I made a mistake. I am paying for it. (why can't you get sunburn in the winter when you could do with the extra heat generated?) I won't make it again this year. That's good enough for me.
What are you berating yourself for? Could you let go of the need to punish yourself just for today, learn the lesson, and let it be ok? Perhaps even see the funny side?
Love
A Radiant Donna.x
However, yesterday, 30+ years of bitter experience disappeared out of my head and now I look like a letterbox wearing a white vest. (I was hugely amused that a couple of people said I looked radiant! Sunburn, dear.) Anyway, the purpose of this post is not (just) to ridicule myself (as much fun as that is). It is to note that sometimes we do stupid things. Sometimes we forget what's good for us, and sometimes we have to face the consequences (4 bottles of aftersun being schlooped into my skin...)
I could (easily) berate myself as an utter imbecile, put myself down and generally be mean to me. But I won't. Not only is it an unpleasant thing to do to myself, heckling me is never a good way to get me to do anything! I made a mistake. I am paying for it. (why can't you get sunburn in the winter when you could do with the extra heat generated?) I won't make it again this year. That's good enough for me.
What are you berating yourself for? Could you let go of the need to punish yourself just for today, learn the lesson, and let it be ok? Perhaps even see the funny side?
Love
A Radiant Donna.x
Saturday, June 02, 2007
Donations
The observant among you may notice that to the side of this blog is a 'donation' section - this is where you can give me money if you enjoy my blog...and if you want to!
I got the idea from Jody Reale - it is rather random, and that is why I like it!
If I am having a positive impact on your life, and you would like to give me 50p for doing so (or more...or less!), please do so - paypal is easy to use and fully secure, and I would be most appreciative!
With much love
Donna.x
I got the idea from Jody Reale - it is rather random, and that is why I like it!
If I am having a positive impact on your life, and you would like to give me 50p for doing so (or more...or less!), please do so - paypal is easy to use and fully secure, and I would be most appreciative!
With much love
Donna.x
Friday, June 01, 2007
No rules
I found this quote today:
"Hell, there are no rules here - we're trying to accomplish something." Thomas A Edison
No rules. You can do it your own way. What is it you are trying to accomplish? And what can you do when you realise the truth that there are no rules?
Love
Donna.x
"Hell, there are no rules here - we're trying to accomplish something." Thomas A Edison
No rules. You can do it your own way. What is it you are trying to accomplish? And what can you do when you realise the truth that there are no rules?
Love
Donna.x
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