Autumn leaves and forgiveness

Forgiveness says you are given another chance to make a new beginning.” Dr Desmond Tutu.


Walking through the mountains with the freshness of a new Autumn kissing the air, I paused to reflect on the leaves scattered over the dewy early morning forest floor. What could they teach me about life, and why did they manifest within me such a connection with forgiveness?

You see, I’ve always compared myself to everybody, and I mean everybody, and always came up short in my opinion. There were always people who were more of everything…self-assured, confident…knew how to be themselves… if only I could be a little more like them.
I’d be telling an untruth if I said I never became jealous…but not of material possessions; it wasn’t about that, unless you’d call someone embarking on a world trip a material possession, then no. It was more about the traits of a person really.
I would speak badly to myself when I failed to live up to my, and others’, expectations, or found myself in the middle of those pesky little ‘brain freeze’ moments …the EFTPOS machine is constantly yelling at me to remove my card from the machine while I’m ‘off with the fairies’ for which I was oft accused.
‘But it’s always such a happy place there…’ I would reflect.

Did any of this chastisement make me happy with myself at all?
Or aid in rectifying my shortcomings?

Not for one minute.

All it did was consolidate more of what I didn’t want through spending energy on my lack. Frequently, our perceived ‘lack’ has been pointed out to us by others too, on a fairly consistent basis.
Being a bit of an anxious and sensitive person, I wrapped them up and carried them with me wherever I travelled…they became who I was.

Where were my gifts?
How could I find them?

More feelings of inadequacy grew to become the elephant in the room….I knew it was there but didn’t quite know how to approach it.

Once I eventually discovered two tiny seeds labelled ‘forgiveness’ and ‘acceptance’ with my name on them, I planted them, watered them and nurtured them to life until they were able to reveal their elusive mysteries. As I began to inhabit these new thoughts through daily reminders such as affirmations, intentions and words from wise sages, they began to disperse their seeds, creating more growth. In time, they left no space for the weeds in the garden of my mind to continue to cultivate those negative beliefs about myself.

I now understand that discussing world affairs isn’t going to be something I will comfortably engage in, that team sports and competitiveness in the arena are not interesting to me, that parties and large gatherings frequently have me running for cover unless I can hide in a quiet corner with someone else who feels the same way, where we share our personal stories.
Acceptance of ‘what is’ creates space for new growth and is a necessary contribution towards self-love.

When we choose to focus on our positive qualities, we watch them grow, awakening to how beautiful life can become when we no longer admonish ourselves.

The freedom it affords us is empowering.

After deciding to focus on my strengths and realising I could re-write my inadequacies as positives, I discarded those detrimental beliefs and gave them permission to ‘fall from the tree’, like the leaves of Autumn that have served their purpose, slowly drifting to the ground, returning their nutrients to the soil…making space for the new growth.


What if our evolution meant simply loving those parts of us we were trying to conceal?
What if our evolution meant we could see possibility instead of lack?
What if we forgave ourselves for those feelings of inadequacy and just said thank you…

So now the time had arrived…

Thank you anxiety, you showed me how to control my fear,
Thank you inadequacy, you showed me I AM enough,
Thank you over-sensitivity, you showed me how to feel for others,
Thank you worry, you showed me greater peace,
Thank you emotions, you showed me to release my fear of vulnerability,
Thank you solitude, you showed me how to listen to my deepest spirit callings,
Thank you pain, you slowed me down long enough for my heart to catch up,
Thank you, ‘too quiet’, you showed me how to listen,
Thank you jealousy, you showed me what’s important to me,
Thank you ‘day-dreamer’, you showed me the possibilities,
Thank you fear, you showed me how to push through my doubts,
Thank you inferiority, you showed me we are all equal, and all worthy of LOVE,
Thank you self-criticism, you showed me the way ahead can only be LOVE for myself.

May we find forgiveness in our lack of unconditional love towards ourselves.

I’d be honoured to offer you a small affirmation if this post resonated with you…
‘I AM loveable as I AM…I AM enough.’

Sending love,
Di 🦋❤
**Prompted by forgivingFridays challenge, through the beautiful blog ForgivingConnects

Love really is…all around us. Part two

IMG_0898Finally, the long awaited appearance of Adele, as she mellifluously sings “Hello’, dressed in glittering bronze. There is no doubt that her voice resonated perfectly throughout the enormous stadium. It became apparent very quickly we were going to be a willing participant in something greater than just hearing the vocal talent of this singer/songwriter…

I think for me, another reason for the emotion, was that first moment you see someone you’ve been admiring for a long time…I was so excited for my husband and everyone else who had made the journey to be present tonight…remember how that first glimpse can often release many pent up emotions?

As much as her songs do evoke emotion, it’s the ‘between songs’ conversation and banter where just as much magic occurs.

You see, I believe her gifts are more expansive than those mentioned above. She is able to foster a connection not only between herself and the audience, but within the audience…she brings out the best in us. I’ve had a little saying that came to me one day after a coffee catch up with a dear friend… ‘I like who I am when I’m with you’. I believe Adele offers us this gift.

How does she create this atmosphere?
She is infectiously joyful in her banter with the audience, including swear words to convey how anxious and overwhelmed she feels by being in front of so many people…she can laugh at herself and not take herself too seriously. She is much grounded in reality.

During a pause in singing, Adele admitted to ‘facing her fears’ by playing to a stadium instead of a smaller arena, and for the little girls out there, also admitted to having so much makeup on… she doesn’t ‘look like this normally’, she reassured them.

Adele has remained unapologetically herself throughout her rise to fame, allowing her authenticity to practically become her trademark…the very thing that endears herself to so many of us. She brings her personality to her craft and doesn’t feel any requirement to fit into a box of how an entertainer ‘should’ look like or behave.

It was time for her to pull someone on stage and she remembered a gentleman in the nearby row that was crying during her opening song. So up he went. She gave him a hug and before we knew what was taking place, another gentleman was up on stage, proposing. He was hoping his dream may just come true tonight…and it did. There was a huge cheer and applause as these two men confirmed their love in such a public way, and in this political climate, this was a beautiful endorsement for people just wanting to love and be loved. It was very touching.

During a very short break, and still my tears flowed once ‘kiss cam’ commenced. This is the camera directed onto a few people in any given row, encouraging any who may be a couple, to face each other for a little kiss; they see themselves on the big screen, laugh, and wave to the rest of us as we cheered them on. For those few minutes again, we were united in an emotion of togetherness, fuelling feelings of connection between us all. Nothing else mattered but for love and friendships however they presented themselves… and later, the spotlight was shone onto the parents and their children. This relationship was also celebrated during a moving rendition of one of her popular songs.

Of course, throughout, Adele would say hello to those nearby holding posters, and at one point, paused to have fun dispatching signed tee shirts from a launching gun. We were able to see the recipients on screen…they were not anonymous…they had a face.

We experienced some raw emotion from Adele as she introduced one of her songs (I’ll keep something hidden in case you see her in your country one day too), explaining that she had written the song she needed to write as ‘a cleansing’ for the torment she felt during a relationship break up. She didn’t attempt to write a winning song…but wrote from her heart, compelled to put her thoughts on paper in order to make sense of what was crumbling around her. This was a gateway to a new beginning.
This actually resonated deeply with me as a new blogger. I actually expand a little more on that in a coming post, but for now, I believe it’s a brilliant message for us all to remember that in order to be authentic, we are invited to write, paint, dance… create, however we are called by the universe, and pursue our own truth…as we are inspired, there is a healing, a growth from a new awakening that envelopes us. If what we create resonates with only one other person, we have shared our gift for the benefit of another…fulfilled our purpose. What more could we ask in speaking our truth?

Some more inspiration from Adele…
She began singing with an audience of two, one being her Mother. And just look at her now, simply by being herself and writing for her own cleansing….truly awesome.
It’s a gentle reminder that we all start somewhere humble, and it can seem like nothing is changing…until one day, some things fall into beautiful place and it’s our turn to step up, face our fears and move to a new challenge in our evolution or creativity. This for me was incredibly powerful.

Finally, as she was pouring her heart out through her transparency, she explained how her tumultuous past enabled her to be the person she is today; happier and more content than before. She encouraged everyone who is feeling low, experiencing a relationship breakdown, or another difficult time in their life, that things will improve…that we can be happy, finding ourselves engaged fully in life once again, with renewed strength and resilience.

As one final little piece of the puzzle, on the trip back to the other end of the city, the trams were again full, with people sharing their excitement and I can now admit…I overheard some people sharing the moment they began welling with tears too…
So, in answer to why I, and it appears were many others, were moved by this concert…
…we were stirred by emotion, and invited to ‘feel’,
…we were experiencing mindfulness by being fully present in the music,
…we were a united consciousness for the evening, in flow, as possibly we could feel this oneness,
…we were inspired to remember that after the rain comes the sunshine,
…we understand what it takes to be authentic under all circumstances, resisting changing to simply fit a particular expectation.

Adele, you have a true gift of empowering your audience through your kind gestures, encouragement and connecting us through emotion…
You became one of us, unaffected by fame through your honesty and authenticity.
….You dared us to dream a little dream…to believe in fairy-tales again, as we thought perhaps…just perhaps…

Thank you, and bless you, Adele…❤

Love really is…all around us. Part One


I have a confession to make… we were fortunate to acquire tickets for Adele’s final concert in Melbourne last night, and from the moment she walked on stage, I had tears rolling down my face. It is so embarrassing when other people are simply enjoying the moment, huge smiles on their faces, while there’s me, sitting stony faced like I wasn’t feeling a thing…unless you noticed the glistening of tears rolling down my cheeks…

This unbridled emotion appeared from seemingly nowhere, as you see, my husband is the one most likely voted to follow her every move. He has played her music for so many years now, and it was to ‘accompany’ him that I attended.

And… curiosity too.

What is it about her that captivates so many of us, from all ages, as attested by her audience last night? Yes, she has a beautiful voice that flows like honey the minute she sings a note. But there must be something more to her to attract crowds like she has. And was there something even bigger at play that had this over sensitive heart reeling with emotion?

Reflecting on it today, I think it began with the early dinner in the city. The restaurants were full with the buzz of something we were preparing for together…an anticipation that flowed effortlessly through the city. That was followed by a tram trip to the top end of town to the stadium. The tram stops were again full, after all, around 75,000 people were heading in the same direction.
We were packed into the tram like sardines, on a very warm Autumn evening. But there was a patience…an energy, a buzz, as people looked out for each other on the tram. Someone from deep within the bunch detected someone required alighting…clearly they were not a concert goer. We all shuffled to make space as best we could.
Some of us began chatting, sharing in the excitement of the moment. Some had travelled from Malaysia to attend. These lovely moments repeated themselves once we were at our seats, happily sharing travel stories with those next to us.

Before long, the great ‘Mexican wave commenced; we all eagerly awaited our turn for the wave to approach and then… smiles all around as our hands flew into the air. There was sheer joy in the concert goers’ faces. Why did this promote such joy? Me being me likes to contemplate these things…all the while, my husband is analysing the stage for the mechanics of how it was created, where Adele may be coming from, the lighting…you get the idea… we are very different in what takes up our ‘waiting time’ thoughts!

I believe the joy is found in the ‘unison factor’, apart from appearing very beautiful to witness around a grand stadium. We are ‘all in this together’, approach, with each person playing their part, to create a beautiful whole…happy, fully present and united through eagerness for what we were going to experience… our hearts and minds flowing as one. This feeling is now known as ‘Coherence’. There is some amazing work being done by HeartMath Institute who scientifically explores our connection with each other. They have a variety of videos on the subject and I’ve included one beautiful one here in case you enjoy this area of study.

The phenomenon occurs in many situations, including sporting events, but last night, there were no sides taken…no dividing into two… we, all 75,000 of us, were there to experience the gifts from one… only one, young lady who has mesmerised so much of the world.
It was palpable and was part of the reason for my tears; this is my default mode for anything ‘emotional, good or less so!…My heart was experiencing this coherence, with a deep feeling of connectedness overwhelming me.

Please join me for part two soon…Di 💕

A train journey to self acceptance.

IMG_0426.JPGHello beautiful!
I’m not sure if it’s because we’ve been watching some gorgeous English documentaries about train travel, but recently I woke up thinking how similar a train journey is to our discovering our calling, becoming comfortable in our own skin and simply just arriving at the stage where we can say the we love ourselves, including those parts we have found a challenge to love in the past.

You see, I think of the ‘passengers’ that enter and exit a train as our thoughts and the people who enter our lives …some climb aboard, stay for a single stop, or a few stops, and then depart, leaving us with only memories, experiences and their spirit…while some will stay aboard for the entire journey.

Sometimes, we can feel like we are stationary, like the train at a stop, and it can feel like we are there forever, as we peer outside at life passing us by… …as if we are by-standers in a life that’s not entirely of our making. We easily forget during these times that the engine is always running, ready to proceed towards our destination as soon as the new ‘passengers’ have begun the journey with us, and the ‘passengers’ who don’t further require our services have alighted.

There are days when we are flying with the wind in our hair, taking in the beauty that surrounds us, charging over beautiful old fashioned bridges with a view as far as the eye can see, all the while gathering momentum to sustain us between the stations.

From time to time, when we are busy thinking of other things, we jump on the ‘wrong’ train, but it becomes the gateway to an entirely new way of seeing the world…so in reality, there can rarely be a ‘wrong train’. We are able to change trains at the next stop should be still choose to, and continue on the journey we anticipated all along; but now we have seen a different route…and a seed is planted.

When we have no preconceived idea of what the destination may look like, this can often become our greatest journey of discovery, consisting of new worlds that hold our fascination and allow us to be fully present in the moment, brimming with wonder and awe.
Other days, the train trip becomes so predictable. We can still find beauty in these trips because of the comfort found in routine, and the familiar ‘passengers’ who commute alongside us. We feel safe there with them by our side…

And of course, there’s the good old express train…it seems to have it all worked out, with its correct combination and amount of ‘passengers’ to enable the journey to take place. It speeds through the stations, without stopping, not collecting those ‘passengers’ waiting to board, content with its fill for the moment. Meanwhile, our train is battling the rush hour ‘passengers’, and taking forever to reach its destination, stopping at every station. It seems like we will never make it to central station. Sometimes, just sometimes, we wish we could be the express train…

Occasionally, because many lines converge onto a central point, we must wait out in the rail yards. Patience is required while the train whose turn it is to arrive next at the central station has their moment. The trains have learnt to accept that they cannot all arrive at the central station at the same time. Some trains are slower, some have engine troubles, some signals are unreliable and the journey may become hampered, as too the lines become hampered with trees or other debris. But the point being there’s a time for all the trains to arrive safely and on time, with each one sturdy in its purpose to simply follow their own line and timetable. Naturally, they carry varied ‘passengers’ with many stories of their own, all with a set purpose, and the trains come from far and wide.

Finally, the signal is given for us to enter the tunnel and approach the central station…
We notice that there are lights shining to show us the way ahead…they emanate from the train. As well as this, the inside of the train seems to have become brighter, even as it’s enclosed by a dark tunnel…now we cannot see outside, only reflections of what’s taking place inside, as we gaze towards the windows. It’s during this time that we observe our companion ‘passengers’. They become more vibrant and we notice more. This affords us the time to really look at them…to take everything in, discover how they may teach us, merely by their presence.

All these lights have been shining the entire time, but until we entered the darkness, we weren’t able to see that we were the source for creating our own light. It’s so easy to forget this and we need reminding from time to time… but they were always there throughout the entire journey.

The last task on this train’s journey is cleaning, washing the windows and decluttering…but it cannot be done with passengers on board…it must be an empty train for the cleaners to enter and make the space comfortable for the new arrivals…again, some will stay for only a while… some will remain for the entirety. And thus, a new train journey commences, emerging from the dark tunnel, replete with new ‘passengers’ brimming with vitality and vigour, anticipating new adventure, and surrounded by beautiful scenery. The train is overwhelmed by its awareness that it created its own light, that it was always present, but not always easy to see. And grateful for the dark tunnel to highlight this awareness.

This time, it will remember…it has evolved…and sees its light leading the way for others, but above all, for itself first.

I do hope you enjoyed this little analogy that came to me, and my wish is for you to remember you are a bright light, that you are always being looked after and guided, even when the train is crowded and stationary. The dark times can deliver you the brightest light…and there is a time for us all to pull into central station, as we cheer on other trains from the sidelines while we wait our turn.
May you all be blessed wherever you are in your journey.
Di xx

The weight of a word

IMG_0768.JPG🌹”In the beginning was The Word.” The Holy Bible
🌹“Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.” Rumi

Hello beautiful!
Yes, you.

I just increased your ‘feel good hormones’ and created harmony in your body by having you read such a happy and positive word.
And by writing this, I’ve also induced changes in my brain that promote wellbeing!

You see, words have power. Words carry their own vibration. Their own energy. This post concerns the power of high vibrational words…those that contribute to our expansion and continue us on the path to evolution as a spiritual being.

Written, spoken or thought,
words, when used with the loving intention to foster harmony…
…Show respect
…Convey care
…Express emotions
…Show LOVE

One single word of appreciation, kindness, or a simple ‘hello’, or Good morning’, can change the course of someone’s day. Not only by affording them the luxury of being seen and validated, but also by promoting the release of these chemicals that literally change the way your brain functions.

I have a friend who was sitting alone one day on a pier just watching the fishermen. She was going through a really tough emotional time with some tragedies in her life and was visibly upset. And she proudly related this story to me when she revealed she was so touched when one of the fishermen came to her and simply said ‘Are you ok?’ She conveyed such feeling when sharing how important those few words were to her that particular day. She felt like she mattered and someone cared…

We all understand the power of a swear word when we’re upset. And that certain words can create a cold shiver upon speaking them. We are advised not to send an email when we are upset or angry, not only because we may say something we’ll regret, but because we have the potential to send negative energy into the world.

Our reality is created by what we think and say, therefore the more uplifting words we can consume on a daily basis, the more likely we will serve them to others as naturally as breathing. And the more positive words we will, in turn, notice in our day to day life. It’s truly a happy cycle that diffuses greater love into the world, one positive word at a time. Affirmations are a perfect example of the power of choosing our words. They must be in the present tense, and always positive. This is the reason the words ‘I AM’ are so powerful. When repeated on a regular basis, we can change our attitude by the thoughts we have.

We say we create a beautiful meal ‘with love’, meaning we pour our heart and love into the food and its preparation as a way to tend to our loved ones, and show we care, and subsequently share the meal. And so this same intention may be infused lovingly around our words.
When someone asks us how we are, what do we say? ‘Not bad’, even if we are feeling rather good that day? It becomes a habit to say this but we can create a new way of replying that is so much more energising and uplifting. I used to work with someone who would always respond with ‘awesome’, ‘stupendous’, or another equally positive and entertaining superlative…a lovely way to share space together.

I’m pondering why I have almost impulsively fallen in love with writing and consequently created this little ‘personal cyber real estate’ otherwise called my Blog.
I serendipitously stumbled across a new desire to express myself through words…with the intention of creating goodness for you as you read them.

So, as new as I am to the genre of creative and inspirational writing, all I can say to reassure you is that I choose my words very carefully. I completely understand how one word makes a difference.

I like to believe it began by immersing myself in nature in the wilderness of Tasmania last year.
At the same time as highlighting the beauty of the landscapes from photographic images I captured, the two seemingly melded together, leading me on a joyful pursuit of creating as much positivity and fostering wellbeing through words and images.
So far, it’s been a beautiful journey that had its genesis on another platform for personal expression. I wake up with words on my mind in the sleepy haze of my semi-consciousness, hoping to better what I had expressed on the screen the previous day. I’m a work in progress, aiming to become proficient at saying more with less as I evolve…

I wish us all more joy, contentment, happiness, encouragement, shimmer, kindness, wisdom, harmony, peace and above all, LOVE, from these words I refer to as my ‘beautiful’ words.
May we seek them out, beginning with our thoughts.
May we read them, write them, breathe them in then breathe them out for others to share in their healing power.

And above all, please offer yourself love using these words through your thoughts and how you speak about yourself; treat yourself kindly, with respect, because that’s where the magic begins.

Sending love and my best intentions as I send this post ❤️❤️

🌟If you would like to read more about the power of words, please feel free to follow the link I have attached. It contains some more of the scientific proof of how we change our brains when we focus on positive words. Really fascinating research and I hope you enjoy it.

The magic of ‘bravery’.


“It’s not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly ;… who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least he fails while daring greatly.”

Quote by Theodore Roosevelt, 1910. The ‘Man in the Arena’ speech.

“Have the courage to follow your heart and intuition. They somehow already know what you truly want to become.”

Quote by Steve Jobs.

Hello to you,

As I have recently  been pondering the word bravery, it has appeared for me in many synchronistic ways this week. I have seen it in Instagram posts and heard it in podcasts. What is it to be brave? And why do we feel the need to see ourselves as ‘brave’ when there is no threat to our physical body? We tend to think of bravery as fronting up to a battle… to be placing our life in danger…overcoming fear.

So why is it that we feel so ‘brave’, and are encouraged to be courageous  when we decide to simply follow our dream?…begin something new?…show our true selves?

What is this new kind of battle?

For me, it is one or a combination of the following fears at any given time…

🌟The fear of how we are perceived and consequently, judged, is a major factor. ‘What will people think’ if I steer off course and appear different to what they are comfortable with? The person I, and they, are used to?
🌟The fear of embarrassment. Being on show in front of others if things don’t unfold as we hoped they would.
🌟The fear of others destroying our dreams by saying they are not valid or worthy of our time and attention.
🌟The fear of not gaining the approval of others with the path we have chosen. Especially if we are uncovering a part of ourselves we may have kept hidden.
🌟The fear of ‘I told you so…’

These are all valid, and many I’m sure we all share.

It requires bravery to push through these feelings, past our comfort zones and into the unknown.

There comes a time when we must reclaim the life we were given in this physical form in order to attain and live out our highest purpose.

To move forward, if our pursuit is one of personal evolution, we must refrain from outsourcing our happiness and joy to the opinions of others, and live in alignment with our own truth. Otherwise, we are handing over our power and our life to external sources.

We cannot permit ourselves to become caged in through fear of supposed failure… if someone begins working towards their dream, how can it ever ‘fail’? Things may not eventuate in the manner that we were hoping for, but we can’t always predict things will  work out according to our expectations…there may be a grander plan waiting for us that we are not aware of, with valuable ‘insights’ and ‘lessons’ learnt along the way.

Being BRAVE means we accept the ‘fear of what others will think’ is no longer an option…that to move ahead, we must live according to our own values and create that which brings us joy. Because in doing so, we bring joy to others purely because we become more content within ourselves. We learn after a first baby step forward… that it’s not as scary as we forecast.

This brings such a freedom that must be experienced and then enjoyed. I’m not saying it’s easy, and I’m a constant work in progress too, but with each tiny step towards our dreams, we become a little braver. In time, we will see it as part of a delicious journey we are undertaking.

There comes a time when the torment of not pursuing the endeavours that ignite us becomes too great. To stare down the fear of the judgement…and respond by simply being happier in our own skin is something palpable to others. Let this be the change we really wish for others to notice…

I have a saying, and I’m not sure where it came from, but I’ve used it many times…’close your eyes and go for it.’ Its relevance, to me, means through closing our eyes, we cannot see our fears, the darkness forcing us to go within and deeply feel our passions and desires. We leave our rational mind behind…the one that could talk us out of everything.
From that place, the emotions of feeling the dream becoming reality are too overwhelming to ignore.

By one person daring to be brave, it affords others to take the baby steps necessary for them, so in a way, each of us becomes a leader for others in a beautiful kind of ripple effect.

I have certainly benefitted from those whom I admire leading the way to show me what’s possible, that it’s safe to do so…when those pesky fears were winning the battle…

So together, let’s weave some magic. Let’s be the light that shows the way ahead for others. Let’s be brave. You’re a sheer work of art and truly amazing. Believe IT…feel IT…own IT. ❤

Bravery awards this week to my friends who are lighting the path ahead:
Leni, who has opened her brand new Etsy website this week where she displays her brand of beautiful calligraphy and hand lettered designs.

Louise Brister who has begun her new Facebook page where she shares her gentle spiritual wisdom.
Please find the links to their pages below.🌹

And much gratitude to Brené Brown’s book for opening the discussion about Bravery in the first place, and from where I discovered the opening quote.
Brown, B 2015, Rising Strong, Vermillian, London.