Learning little lessons…

DSC_1240-privateAnyone who has either visited South Africa or who lives here will know what I’m talking about when I say that the roads are in a shocking condition. One of the roads I travel on every day is a hit and miss affair. One has to pay extra attention to the holes in the road if you don’t want a flat by driving right into one of them. Surprisingly, one of these are being fixed.

My youngest daughter, who has just turned nine, and I were driving along on one of these roads. We were discussing the way the road is being tarred. She thought they were doing it properly, and I thought it was just not up to scratch. So, her and I were having a little friendly debate about this. I started my next sentence by saying “well, in my humble opinion…” She stopped me right there and said “Mom, you’re allowed to have opinions about anything, but the thing is, your opinion is not always that humble.” I was totally floored. It caused me to think about how my opinions are truly not humble that sometimes my opinions are quite arrogant.

My little daughter, whom I see as an old soul, has taught me quite a few lessons so far in her beautiful nine years. I thought I’d share one of them with you.

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Sunday Gratitude…

ontop3Every week lovely blog friend “Colline” shares a gratitude post and invites us all to share our gratitude too.  I thought I’d do my gratitude posts on Sundays.

I have so much to be grateful for, but for this week I am especially grateful for health.   I have been a bit under the weather emotionally and physically over the past two weeks.   Contrary to what the Doc says I think that often my health problems are caused by my emotions, but all this “feeling bad” seems to have flowed out of my mind and soul now. I am grateful the good health of my family and of myself.

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Coincidence?

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A weekend or two ago, I was sitting in the lounge having a general chat with the kids.  I was in the process of deleting my photos off my camera as I had just uploaded them onto my computer, but this time I had uploaded them onto my Apple Mac and not on my Dell laptop as I usually do.
As I was just about to delete the videos I had taken of my little daughter doing a dance concert, I mentioned to eldest daughter that when I load my photos on the Dell laptop it usually downloads the videos too.  For a second there I wondered if it happens the same way with the Apple Mac.  Daughter assumed it would too, but just then my eldest daughter’s boyfriend said he has a feeling I should rather just go and check first.
I usually respond when people have spur of the moment feeling about something.  So I immediately went to my office to check; when I got into my office, my eye caught a bit of a commotion outside in the fish pond.  Our new little puppy (pic above) had fallen into the fish pond and was battling to get out. The other doggie was running around in circles not knowing what to. 
Naturally, all thoughts about photos and videos flew right out of my head.  I grabbed the keys, unlocked the security gate, opened the other glass door and ran to the fish pond, luckily he was close enough for me to lean over and scoop him up out of the water.
I called for a towel because the poor little thing was soaked.  The girls were drying him, cuddling him and hugging him.  He recovered very soon after all the attention.  As I write this, there is a little wall being built around the fish pond so that this cannot happen again.
The next morning I was looking all over for my camera, which was nowhere to be found.  Later I went outside to find that in my haste of saving the little puppywups, I had left my camera outside.  Fortunately it did not rain that night.
Also, the videos had not uploaded, and I have realised how to do that too now.  So, puppy saved and videos not lost – all because of a feeling.
It is when things like this happen that I wonder if it was a coincidence or are we sometimes prompted to be at a certain place at a certain time. What do you think?

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The Silent Treatment.

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Whether people know it or not, the silent treatment is passive-aggressive behaviour.  In my opinion it is in fact quite hostile, and it fits with the character of one who is a bully.  Personally, I can handle it from a person who means nothing to me, but when I am getting it from someone who is close, well then I find it a very hard pill to swallow.   When a person who has known me for all my life does this, it makes me wonder of the futility of it all. I wonder what the point is?  I wonder why?

I don’t think I deserve this punishment.  Seriously, if anyone wants to really get under my skin and hurt me, then that is what  they should do, they should treat me as if I don’t exist.  I reckon I suffer from abandonment issues, and yes it does hamper my process of getting things done.  It hangs around me all the time like a gaping wound.  I know I’m a fool to let this affect me.
Do you use this sort of punishment on anyone?  Have you received this sort of treatment?
*Hugs*

Living reality.

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Daily Prompt: Tomorrow is the first day of a brand new year. Tomorrow you get to become anyone in the world that you wish. Who are you? You can choose to be anyone, alive today or someone gone long ago. If you decide to stay “you” share your rationale.

Well, let me put it to you this way; if I’m going to choose to be someone else, who is going to be me? And if you choose to be someone else other than yourself, the same applies, who’s going to be you?  Do you know of anyone on this earth who can do a better job of being yourself than you?
I don’t want to give myself away for someone else to be me.  I am myself, and you are yourself, we are the best versions of our unique selves we can be. Wanting to be another person is tantamount giving your soul away.  I am far from perfect, very far from, but slowly, and surely I am beginning to love myself…
Yes, there are one or two people who I admire for specific reasons, but I don’t want to be them, although I do take pleasure in knowing them.
So for me, I shall continue being me, but I will strive to become the best me that I can.
*Hugs*

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Bright idea.

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Daily Prompt: What’s the best idea you’ve ever had? Regale us with every detail of the idea — the idea itself, where it came to you, and the problem it solved.

I have these bright ideas every now and then.  The one that I I thought of whilst doing laundry is to use dishwashing liquid on stains, especially fatty stains.  Just rub some of it in the stain, undiluted.  It works like a charm.  I only read about the very same idea long after doing it myself.   I have since read that one can use this with salt to take stains away, but I’ll tell you, the salt isn’t necessary.  So there you have it.
Wait, this reminds me of a joke, but alas, it isn’t suitable for the blog 😳

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Forgive, Forget, Repent.

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Todays Prompt: Share a story where it was very difficult for you to forgive the perpetrator for wronging you, but you did it — you forgave them.

I’ve written so much about forgiveness, and so often that I just don’t think I can do so again.  It is a difficult subject for me.  It is also not the right time for me to reach down into that dark corner right now, so I thought I would follow the photographers prompt, which is: Repentance.  The picture which came to mind immediately was this picture of a little chapel I came across a little while ago, out in the country.
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