namaste

when we start to live with a belief in the energetic nature of all that is, it makes it easier to have an experiential awareness of it.

spending time in thailand each year frees me to make the beautiful mudra 'namaste' with almost every interaction.

do it for a moment - bring your hands to a prayer-like position in front of your heart. drop your awareness into your heart and bring to mind the feelings of respect, well-wishing, honesty and integrity. how does that make you feel - is it something like peace?

if you feel a bit funny doing it physically, do it mentally. send the energy of honestly wishing others well, from a place of respect and self integrity to all who cross your path.

partake in a peace experiment,


namaste.

less like a rat on a wheel

'just flow with the river of life' - my motto for the last two weeks

periodically i have lived like this, on holidays, travelling, and on occasion in everyday life; but i made a strong resolve two weeks ago to abide by this premise always. i have been sticking to it (except for last thursday morning, when i spazzed about buying real estate for security - then had a shower and quickly got over it).

we run around needing to make money out of this or that activity. the wise and wonderful Shri T. Krishnamacharya says

"We look at ours affairs as business ventures and think only in terms of profit and loss". This attitude is becoming an obstacle to our spiritual progress".

emails were returned a week after receiving them, some phone calls too. the stressed feeling i get from charging around trying to be better and build a fortune has dissipated, leaving me feeling calmer, more relaxed about where i am right now. i feel less like a rat on a wheel.

please take care

last night i went to birthday drinks at a hip little happening winebar. everything was perfect, model birthday girl sexy, her man a delight, her friends very pleasant, mostly new to me - and the women present were skinny as skinny can be. personality shone through lighting up their dull eyes on only a few occasions throughout the evening, their arms were toneless and their skin dry - they looked like they were starving.


not all of the birthday girls women friends there were models. but they all were as skinny as each other.

in the media we don't see the nasty side of starving, make-up and lightening fix all on a shoot and after retouching the images we see are flawless.

when i was starving this is what it was like:
i’d think - ‘eat as little as possible’
I couldn’t be bothered exercising - didn’t feel like it, (didn’t have the energy), and didn't really think i needed to - cause i wasn’t fat.
my concentration wasn’t good, I found it hard to read
I’d sleep ALOT
i never felt happy with my body, there was always somewhere else that could be slimmer
i never felt very happy, or light and content, or comfortable

if this is you - take care - please trust that you can be beautiful, elegant, charming, intelligent and healthy.

you can do this by caring for yourself as if you were a new born baby. if you had a new baby wouldn’t you want to feed it the very best food and make sure you were doing all that you could to make it happy?


pls take care

Paris Hilton is a Prophet!

if you have nothing to say...don't say it!

blar blar blar, we fill space with words.

sitting on the beach with my man i said

"we're just like those two old muppets in the upper side viewing boxes, croaking out a comment on everyone and everything".

who do we think we are?!

we're all such know-it-alls, so opinionated and often, heaven help you if you don't happen to agree! - escalation to fearing for personal physical safety happens in an instant.

i'm all into revelation and being transparent to others, less confusion that way, but i am trying to hold my tongue and if i don't know about something, haven't thought overly on the subject - to just Shut-up!- OMG! Paris Hilton is a Prophet!

choose NOW!

i think i write this blog because i just need to get out what's in my heart and mind, and if what i say helps anyone reading it, then great!

and of course japan is on my mind.

what is it we're feeling here? - devastation yes, pain for those suffering, but please tell me i'm not the only one with a wrenching heart and horrified expression asking "why is it that a country on a major fault line has all those nuclear reactors??" - i know it's shocking and we're not meant to say that because it's the earths fault for erupting and all those poor people who have lost their lives, but please let's wake up and say "enough" - my vote counts, i will not support a government who believes in nuclear, i want renewable, sustainable, holistic EVERYTHING!

mother earth can't take the gross disrespect, it's not that she's angry, she's hurt, she's in pain, feel her pain.

raise it up, raise the bar on your life; act more responsibly, with more care. take a deep breath and be more than you are, believe you can make a difference, believe you can change. change now, the way you speak, the way you eat, what you think. choose life, choose wisdom, choose freedom, choose NOW!

divine time

most of us want what we want NOW!
i do, i'm a foot stomping brat. we want to take a pill and be healed, do a course and be a specialist, meet someone and get married. forget noodles, we want instant 'perfect life!'.

but we don't thrive on it - magic take time to make and bake and be born.

after chilling for four weeks in phuket i'm back in the city clinging by my fingernails to the peaceful pace i found over there - the sense of everything happens in it's own divine time.

the alternative is to force the situation to happen NOW, thereby creating drama and chaos, accumulating stress which makes life tougher (and makes you look crap) (that alone is enough to make me cry halt!).

so please can we slow down the pace, drive in a relaxed manner, pause and commune with our neighbours, listen in a conversation not just wait to speak. can we allow a week for an email response, a year to get in shape and let our children be kids til they're not.

we'll look better for it!

"hey girl, i like your pants!"

- a chick on the subway declares to one of our heroines in Candace Bushnells book Lipstick Jungle.

wouldn't it be a nicer place if we more often gave each other a verbal thumbs-up?

i often miss the moment, think to myself, damn i should have said how nice he looked, or how lovely her voice was. maybe it's shyness, praps laziness. as australians, does it come from our too-far-in-the-past-to-actually-be-blameworthy early english occupation?

because it's really nice to receive a complement, gives you validation, makes you smile.

praps it's all part of learning to live together - god knows we need to.

so let's work on this together. let's every day tell one person you appreciate their hair style or their fit body, let them know when they've done a wonderful job or shown you some kindness, when they've let you in in traffic, or held open a door, when their eyes sparkle or their pants look hot, whatever.

go boldly, have some fun, make the world a sweeter, cheerier place. please.