Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year everyone!

I have to say first and foremost, thank you so much for all your wonderful support and your wonderful comments on my blog! Thank you for the sweet awards that I'm truly touched to have received!

I find myself a little sentimental on this morning of New Years Eve. We've accomplished much this year and I'm entirely satisfied with the way things have gone. Entirely satisfied!

What was the best part of 2008? Tough question because I think all of it was great. Aside from the cherished time spent with friends and family.. aside from the fact that we are alive, and how wonderful does it feel to be alive? To breathe!

I mean from the adorable kittens at Katie's Place that we helped nurture their hearts from fear to love. Evelyn and her powerful strong heart, offering each and every kitty a safe, warm and comfortable home for them no matter what the circumstance. Creating and manifesting more and more for these beautiful 4 legged beings.

From the time spent at the Burnaby Wildlife Center with the wild birds and animals. Coming so close to them and having that sweet Bushtit looking at me straight in the eye, then peeping so very cheerfully while curiously beeking my wedding band. I do believe that little bird flew snug into my heart for good and forever will this sweet tiny bird stay, chirping cheerfully all the while. A true gift!

Maybe the best part was for just a short second in time meeting Janice at Heart's On Noses and her most adorable piggies ever. Being there to see her love and her faithful dedication to the piggies that she so adores, Janice is an inspiration to all.

Watching my husband kick butt through a very tough and grinding 2 year course to be able to do even more for the world. To come home and offer much needed support to his brother, all the while offering support every single day in his life to strangers who will never even know he was there or what his name was. He inspired me to my toes!

To my son working through is dyspraxia and trying so hard all the time! To my daughter in moving through her shyness to open up and grow into even more. They inspire me.

I guess maybe the theme for this last year was about inspiration. Look at how much room people have in their hearts. Look at how strong a Spirit can be, even sometimes in the face of humanity's worst. Look at all that life has to offer us! Life is a miracle and as Dancing Dragonfly likes to share so often You are a miracle!

So here's to stepping into boundless spaces! Here's to you achieving your true heart's desire! It can be done and it will be done! Here's to Love.

Spread the Love folks and HAPPY NEW YEAR! yay!

With Joy,

Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I am a Flower Smeller

I was nominated for a beautiful award that I am so touched and so honoured to receive. Totally humbled and deeply grateful I give a heartfelt thank you to the amazing people at Go Smell The Flowers. I am a flower smeller. Yes, I am without a doubt one of those people that no matter what I am doing, I will stop and smell the flowers. Are you a flower smeller? I would highly recommend that you go and sniff out some of these amazing blogs here Flower Smellers . They will lift your spirits and bring you home. They will put a smile on your face and will bring a calmness to your heart. Go on now.. check it out. :)
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Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Winter Blessings!

Ahh.. the snow is so quiet.. falling gracefully down.. making sweet piles of bright fluffy crystals everywhere. I love the winters here. This year is it crisp, cold and we have lots and lots of snow everywhere. This is the first Christmas since 1971 that we have had snow all across Canada, including the very beautiful Victoria! This is also the first year since I can remember that I've really, truly enjoyed winter. For the first time in 5 years I have been shoveling the driveway with pure delight and windburn on my cheeks.. knowing that I'm doing it for a reason as it's not going to melt on it's own in a couple of days. I'm finding that inspiration is tickling up through my toes.. my legs... offering whispers of butterfly's in my tummy and my heart is reawakening from a long snooze. My throat is singing and my crown is smiling. All is well. Cheerful faces smiling at every turn.. even the couple in the huge black truck that cut off 3 people running a red light was smiling! Luckily so were the Angels that had everyone stay put on that slippery ice.

I was most inspired by this beautiful poem that a dear friend sent in a Christmas Card. The poem goes as so..
Notice each windowpane has a different
Swirling pattern of frost etched on the glass.
And notice how slowly the sun melts
The glaze. It is indelible: a fossil of a fern,
Or a coelacanth, or a derelict who
Rummages in his pockets and pulls out a few
Apple cores. Notice the peculiar
Angle of light in the slow shift of sunrise.
Where is the whir of the helicopter?
The search for escaped convicts in the city?
Be amazed at the shine and the wet.
Simply to live is a joy.
~Arthur Sze
You know who you are! I thank you beautiful lady. To this poem I was inspired to look yet again at the beautiful frost on our windows and was able to capture a couple of photos for who knows when I'll see the frost like that again.. if ever! :D
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Saturday, December 13, 2008

When God Made EMT's

When God Made EMS Providers...

When the Lord made EMT's and Paramedics, he was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."

And the Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order? An EMS provider has to be able to carry an injured person up a wet, grassy hill in the dark, dodge stray bullets to reach a dying child unarmed, enter homes the health inspector wouldn't touch, and not wrinkle their uniform."

"They have to be able to lift 3 times their own weight, crawl into wrecked cars with barely enough room to move, and console a grieving mother as they are doing CPR on a baby they know will never breathe again."

"They have to be in top mental condition at all times, running on no sleep, black coffee and half-eaten meals. And they have to have six pairs of hands."

The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of way."

"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord, "It's the three pairs of eyes a medic has to have."

"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.

The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees open sores as they're drawing blood and asks the patient if they may be HIV positive," (when they already know and wish they'd taken that accounting job.) Another pair here in the side of the head for their partners' safety. And another pair of eyes here in front that can look supportively at a frightened person and gently explain that their spouse of many years has departed this life."

"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve, "rest and work on this tomorrow."

"I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can talk a 250 pound drunk out from behind a steering wheel without incident and feed a family of five on a private service paycheck."
The angel circled the model of the medic very slowly, "Can it think?" she asked.

"You bet," said the Lord. "It can tell you the symptoms of 100 illnesses; recite drug calculations in its sleep; intubate, defibrillate, medicate, and continue CPR nonstop over terrain that any doctor would fear...and still it keeps its sense of humor. This medic also has phenomenal personal control. He can deal with a multi-victim trauma, coax a frightened elderly person to unlock their door, comfort an assault victim's family, and then read an article in the daily paper about responders being too slow to locate a house (a house which had no street sign and no house numbers.)"

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the medic. "There's a leak,"
she pronounced. "I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model."

"That's not a leak," said the Lord, "It's a tear."

"What's the tear for?" asked the angel.

"It's for bottled-up emotions, for patients they've tried in vain to save, for commitment to that hope that they will make a difference in a person's chance to survive, for seeing an accident victim walk again, for the family time they will miss while serving the community, for life."

"You're a genius," said the angel.

The Lord looked somber. "I didn't put it there," He said.

This poem was written by anonymous person. An Angel themselves I'm sure. My husband does this work on a daily basis and to him I give a huge thank you. And, to all the emergency workers out there I say thank you from the bottom of my heart!

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