I just found this excellent website that offers a free energy healing course and chakra development. They also have a link to download 9 free meditation tracks.
http://www.soundstrue.com/shop/Welcome.do
Sunday, November 13, 2011
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Cannes short film winner
Here’s the prize-winning entry in the “Tell It Your Way” competition. I recommend you get your kleenex handy! ;)
Monday, October 10, 2011
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
An inspiring message
This was written by a friend of my daughter's and I wanted to share. It is so very beautiful!
Imagine that on this card are all of the magical words, thoughts, images and most positive ions in the universe that surround and protect you always. ;)
Imagine that on this card are all of the magical words, thoughts, images and most positive ions in the universe that surround and protect you always. ;)
Saturday, September 24, 2011
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Sunday, August 21, 2011
Get out your kleenex!!
If this doesn't shed a tear, then nothing will.
I've read this before, and it chokes me up everytime. Worth a 2nd read!
As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big 'F' at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around..'
His second grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.'
His third grade teacher wrote, 'His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken.'
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.'
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, 'Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.'
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her 'teacher's pets..'
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors.. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer. The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, 'Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.'
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, 'Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you.'
(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Dr at Iowa Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)
Try to make a difference in someone's life today!
Work like you don't need the money. Dance like no one is watching. And love like you've never been hurt. - Mark Twain
I've read this before, and it chokes me up everytime. Worth a 2nd read!
As she stood in front of her 5th grade class on the very first day of school, she told the children an untruth. Like most teachers, she looked at her students and said that she loved them all the same. However, that was impossible, because there in the front row, slumped in his seat, was a little boy named Teddy Stoddard.
Mrs. Thompson had watched Teddy the year before and noticed that he did not play well with the other children, that his clothes were messy and that he constantly needed a bath. In addition, Teddy could be unpleasant. It got to the point where Mrs. Thompson would actually take delight in marking his papers with a broad red pen, making bold X's and then putting a big 'F' at the top of his papers.
At the school where Mrs. Thompson taught, she was required to review each child's past records and she put Teddy's off until last. However, when she reviewed his file, she was in for a surprise.
Teddy's first grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is a bright child with a ready laugh. He does his work neatly and has good manners...he is a joy to be around..'
His second grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is an excellent student, well liked by his classmates, but he is troubled because his mother has a terminal illness and life at home must be a struggle.'
His third grade teacher wrote, 'His mother's death has been hard on him. He tries to do his best, but his father doesn't show much interest, and his home life will soon affect him if some steps aren't taken.'
Teddy's fourth grade teacher wrote, 'Teddy is withdrawn and doesn't show much interest in school. He doesn't have many friends and he sometimes sleeps in class.'
By now, Mrs. Thompson realized the problem and she was ashamed of herself. She felt even worse when her students brought her Christmas presents, wrapped in beautiful ribbons and bright paper, except for Teddy's. His present was clumsily wrapped in the heavy, brown paper that he got from a grocery bag. Mrs. Thompson took pains to open it in the middle of the other presents. Some of the children started to laugh when she found a rhinestone bracelet with some of the stones missing, and a bottle that was one-quarter full of perfume. But she stifled the children's laughter when she exclaimed how pretty the bracelet was, putting it on, and dabbing some of the perfume on her wrist. Teddy Stoddard stayed after school that day just long enough to say, 'Mrs. Thompson, today you smelled just like my Mom used to.'
After the children left, she cried for at least an hour. On that very day, she quit teaching reading, writing and arithmetic. Instead, she began to teach children. Mrs. Thompson paid particular attention to Teddy. As she worked with him, his mind seemed to come alive. The more she encouraged him, the faster he responded. By the end of the year, Teddy had become one of the smartest children in the class and, despite her lie that she would love all the children the same, Teddy became one of her 'teacher's pets..'
A year later, she found a note under her door, from Teddy, telling her that she was the best teacher he ever had in his whole life.
Six years went by before she got another note from Teddy. He then wrote that he had finished high school, third in his class, and she was still the best teacher he ever had in life.
Four years after that, she got another letter, saying that while things had been tough at times, he'd stayed in school, had stuck with it, and would soon graduate from college with the highest of honors.. He assured Mrs. Thompson that she was still the best and favorite teacher he had ever had in his whole life.
Then four more years passed and yet another letter came. This time he explained that after he got his bachelor's degree, he decided to go a little further. The letter explained that she was still the best and favorite teacher he ever had. But now his name was a little longer. The letter was signed, Theodore F. Stoddard, MD.
The story does not end there. You see, there was yet another letter that spring. Teddy said he had met this girl and was going to be married. He explained that his father had died a couple of years ago and he was wondering if Mrs. Thompson might agree to sit at the wedding in the place that was usually reserved for the mother of the groom. Of course, Mrs. Thompson did. And guess what? She wore that bracelet, the one with several rhinestones missing. Moreover, she made sure she was wearing the perfume that Teddy remembered his mother wearing on their last Christmas together.
They hugged each other, and Dr. Stoddard whispered in Mrs. Thompson's ear, 'Thank you Mrs. Thompson for believing in me. Thank you so much for making me feel important and showing me that I could make a difference.'
Mrs. Thompson, with tears in her eyes, whispered back. She said, 'Teddy, you have it all wrong. You were the one who taught me that I could make a difference. I didn't know how to teach until I met you.'
(For you that don't know, Teddy Stoddard is the Dr at Iowa Methodist in Des Moines that has the Stoddard Cancer Wing.)
Try to make a difference in someone's life today!
Work like you don't need the money. Dance like no one is watching. And love like you've never been hurt. - Mark Twain
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
Sex on the Moon
Good article in the National Post today on Ben Mezrich's new book, "Sex on the Moon". He's the one who wrote The Social Network which went on to become an Oscar winning film. Sex on the Moon is also a true story and will be made into a movie. This one's on my wishlist.
http://arts.nationalpost.com/tag/sex-on-the-moon/
http://arts.nationalpost.com/tag/sex-on-the-moon/
Friday, August 12, 2011
Thursday, August 11, 2011
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Health Cures 101
After watching several videos on the raw diet, I've been inspired to give this a try. As we age, our bodies can't keep up with all the toxins in our foods. Meat is especially difficult to digest at any age, and becomes a stresser on our bodily functions. Our joints ache, we tire easily and overall health begins to diminish. Further stress is added as hormones decline and our sleep habits change. I've been finding it difficult to get a proper, deep sleep during the night.
It's common sense that a raw, vegetarian diet will assist the body to heal and repair itself. I'm inspired, and hopefully you will be too.
It's common sense that a raw, vegetarian diet will assist the body to heal and repair itself. I'm inspired, and hopefully you will be too.
Sunday, July 17, 2011
Free e-book
I just finished reading, "The Undeclared for Life Manifesto," by Emilie Wapnick. This is a must read for those of you who just can't seem to find your place in this world...you know who you are! We tend to have varied interests and trouble choosing a career.
It was a thoroughly enjoyable read, and will definitely revisit the book and spend more time on the written exercises. If nothing else, it eases your internal questioning and puts you at ease.
http://puttylike.com/undeclared-for-life-manifesto/
It was a thoroughly enjoyable read, and will definitely revisit the book and spend more time on the written exercises. If nothing else, it eases your internal questioning and puts you at ease.
http://puttylike.com/undeclared-for-life-manifesto/
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Virtual World
It's been a while since my last post, but there wasn't much to say. I just saw a post on FB about Molson Canadian's Red Leaf project. It seems they're combining our "virtual world" with reality, and I like it.
The internet has affected people in so many ways, that at first blush I thought this was another distraction. I see after reading their site it isn't. It's a way to get people involved through the web and a brilliant bit of advertising.
Take a moment to check it out! http://www.redleafproject.ca/en/Home.aspx
The internet has affected people in so many ways, that at first blush I thought this was another distraction. I see after reading their site it isn't. It's a way to get people involved through the web and a brilliant bit of advertising.
Take a moment to check it out! http://www.redleafproject.ca/en/Home.aspx
Monday, June 13, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Frustrations lead to insight
I don't know who reads this blog, and it doesn't really matter, as it's an outlet for me. I haven't posted for quite a while, as we've been going through difficult times. I came home this evening after running errands and felt a great deal of frustration. Frustration that I couldn't just "bang" around my kitchen because everything was cluttered. Frustrated that it seemed all the prayers in the world weren't helping. Frustrated that my quiet little life was intruded upon by various circumstances beyond my control.
So, I took a moment to pray..outside, and low and behold I did receive an insightful answer. Jesus said, don't just love your friends, but your enemies too. Even your enemies love their friends so what's the benefit to that. Do something outside the box, and love your enemies.
It dawned on me at that moment. It doesn't matter how I do when everything is hunky dorey and running smoothly. It doesn't matter if I can come home and have a glass of wine, and cook up a really nice, relaxed meal. None of that matters. I took it to mean the analogy of "loving your enemies" to mean, "conduct yourself during hard times with integrity.
What matters is how a person handles periods of hardship, and heartache. It matters how you conduct yourself, and where your heart is. Who cares if the house is clean, and beautiful meals are made if all isn't right with someone who is close to you. With someone who is YOUR family, and reason for being.
None of anything much matters, until that person is healthy, strong and whole. Then, and only then can rejoicing abound. Right now, what matters is how we deal with the difficult times that have come our way.
May the road be wide, the path easier, and love abound overall.
Because in the end, that's all that counts.
So, I took a moment to pray..outside, and low and behold I did receive an insightful answer. Jesus said, don't just love your friends, but your enemies too. Even your enemies love their friends so what's the benefit to that. Do something outside the box, and love your enemies.
It dawned on me at that moment. It doesn't matter how I do when everything is hunky dorey and running smoothly. It doesn't matter if I can come home and have a glass of wine, and cook up a really nice, relaxed meal. None of that matters. I took it to mean the analogy of "loving your enemies" to mean, "conduct yourself during hard times with integrity.
What matters is how a person handles periods of hardship, and heartache. It matters how you conduct yourself, and where your heart is. Who cares if the house is clean, and beautiful meals are made if all isn't right with someone who is close to you. With someone who is YOUR family, and reason for being.
None of anything much matters, until that person is healthy, strong and whole. Then, and only then can rejoicing abound. Right now, what matters is how we deal with the difficult times that have come our way.
May the road be wide, the path easier, and love abound overall.
Because in the end, that's all that counts.
Friday, June 10, 2011
Memories
I've recently been in contact with an old friend of mine, whose family was very close to me. It brought back memories of good times, but along with that, sadness. He shared some writings and stories through his blog, and with that, brought to surface the memory of the loss of my Dad in January, 2009. It's not something I really want to go over again, but would like to share his poem.
Happy days are here to be cast
Be it for today or from the past.
For we live life not only here and now
But also cherish memories with a vow
Not to forget beautiful moments in our life
To balance the foolish acts of our maind
And delegate them to others of their kind.
For we tend to remember pleasures derived
and fail to recall selfishness contrived.
A.G. - 2005
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
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Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Dreams & Visions
It's been a while since I've had such a vivid dream, but on March 20, 2011 I received this word in a dream.
I was driving with my husband, when we both saw a "sign" written in stars in the sky. Intuitively, I perceived this was from God.
The sign said:
"What we are, is but a reflection of what we believe"
Believe, could have been dream or think. By the time I woke up and wrote it down the vision was fading.
Let's rephrase it then...
"What we are, is but a reflection of what we think, believe and dream". !
How awesome is that?
I was driving with my husband, when we both saw a "sign" written in stars in the sky. Intuitively, I perceived this was from God.
The sign said:
"What we are, is but a reflection of what we believe"
Believe, could have been dream or think. By the time I woke up and wrote it down the vision was fading.
Let's rephrase it then...
"What we are, is but a reflection of what we think, believe and dream". !
How awesome is that?
Monday, March 14, 2011
Saturday, March 12, 2011
Saturday, March 5, 2011
Friday, March 4, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
6 Healing Sounds
This is an excellent website on Qigong and the 6 healing sounds.
qigonghealingarts.org
Organ Element Color Sounds
Liver Wood Green Shuu
Heart Fire Red Haaa
Spleen Earth Yellow Whoo
Lungs Metal White Tsss
Kidneys Water Blue Fuu
For the triple burner, the sound is Heeeeeeee, however it is made without actually making the vocal chords vibrate. Your mouth just needs to be in the open position and relaxed as the sound is formed.
Click the above link for more information.
qigonghealingarts.org
Organ Element Color Sounds
Liver Wood Green Shuu
Heart Fire Red Haaa
Spleen Earth Yellow Whoo
Lungs Metal White Tsss
Kidneys Water Blue Fuu
For the triple burner, the sound is Heeeeeeee, however it is made without actually making the vocal chords vibrate. Your mouth just needs to be in the open position and relaxed as the sound is formed.
Click the above link for more information.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Monday, January 31, 2011
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Tuesday, January 25, 2011
Stop The Meter on your Internet Use
http://openmedia.ca/meter
Internet Service Providers (ISPs) are about to impose usage-based billing on YOU.
This means we're looking at a future where ISPs will charge per byte, the way they do with smart phones. If we allow this to happen Canadians will have no choice but to pay MUCH more for less Internet. Big Telecom companies are obviously trying to gouge consumers, control the Internet market, and ensure that consumers continue to subscribe to their television services.
These Big Telecom companies are forcing small competing ISPs to adopt the same pricing scheme, so that we have no choice but to pay these punitive fees.
This will crush innovative services, Canada's digital competitiveness, and your wallet.
We urgently need to send a clear message to Ottawa, saying that we won't stand by while some of the most profitable companies in the country indiscriminately add news fees to our Internet bills. Enough is enough.
UPDATE: The CRTC has just made a decision that paves the way for new internet fees to be added to your bill. To stop this we need to raise our voices now more than ever.
Internet Service Providers (ISPs) are about to impose usage-based billing on YOU.
This means we're looking at a future where ISPs will charge per byte, the way they do with smart phones. If we allow this to happen Canadians will have no choice but to pay MUCH more for less Internet. Big Telecom companies are obviously trying to gouge consumers, control the Internet market, and ensure that consumers continue to subscribe to their television services.
These Big Telecom companies are forcing small competing ISPs to adopt the same pricing scheme, so that we have no choice but to pay these punitive fees.
This will crush innovative services, Canada's digital competitiveness, and your wallet.
We urgently need to send a clear message to Ottawa, saying that we won't stand by while some of the most profitable companies in the country indiscriminately add news fees to our Internet bills. Enough is enough.
UPDATE: The CRTC has just made a decision that paves the way for new internet fees to be added to your bill. To stop this we need to raise our voices now more than ever.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Wilno - Canada's 1st Polish Settlement
Last summer my husband, Dave went for a bike ride to Wilno, Ontario, the 1st Polish settlement in Canada. There's a monument dedicated to the resistance fighters during WWII in Warsaw. Dave said the monument looks like a bombed building...but get a load of this, the monument is dedicated to the Boy scouts and Girl scouts in Poland at the time...they were the resistance!! Each step leading up to the monument has
a street name from Warsaw.
The children hid in the sewers, and the City of Warsaw donated an actual sewer cover for the monument. It actually looks like a building that's been bombed.
He didn't have his camera at the time, but will take pictures next time.
For more pictures see click here
For history of Wilno click here
The children hid in the sewers, and the City of Warsaw donated an actual sewer cover for the monument. It actually looks like a building that's been bombed.
He didn't have his camera at the time, but will take pictures next time.
For more pictures see click here
For history of Wilno click here
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
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