And a good morning to you too!
Thank you! You have no idea how wonderful this is, your new adventure that is...
You see, for me sitting here reading your blog, it feels like I am out camping and traveling myself. I am thoroughly enjoying the experience, so I sure hope you and Buddy are loving it too!
Love Lynn and Ralph
OH, P.S. - We were in Steveston for the Canada Day Salmon Festival doing our thing with the Richmond Amateur (HAM) radio group providing communications for the parade and afterwards. The sky's sprinkled early on and threatened a couple times but all in all it was a lovely day. They treat us volunteers well - even provide a free private lunch room area with a cold buffet and drinks (pop, coffee, water, tea and even beer and wine)
After the parade duties, where everyone is assigned an area to be, we go for lunch breaks. Then we all wander around in our yellow traffic vests. So Ralph and I go see the Trade Show building and all the other stuff we want to see - available if needed via the radio. So basically volunteering gets us to the Salmon Festival and we enjoy the activities while we are there. Sometimes we just need that nudge to get us out to enjoy ourselves.
One set of parents to a 5 year old yesterday were lost for a couple of hours - turned out that each one thought the other had the kid, only to discover when they ran into each other that they didn't. Meanwhile the kid was having fun eating ice cream and playing at the Community Police Station on the grounds.
The radio group shut down at 5p.m. (started at 8 a.m.) Ralph and I visited the lunch room again for afternoon coffee break. I was really enjoying the potatoe chips and dip - even checked to see what the dip was - gad, now I forget, something like Vegetable Ranch,, Something Ranch for sure - it was an orangy color. What was fasinating was that the chips were Salt and Vinegar - which was fantastic with the dip. yum yum for sure.
Can you tell that my life revolves around food sometimes, LOL.
Last weekend was the annual Amateur Radio 24 hour Field Day event/contest. The Richmond club was set up at Gary Point in Steveston. We park our van and stay overnight every year. Club members man the radio's all thru the night (11 a.m. Sat to 11 a.m. Sun actually) That was our first camping experience for this year. We want more... We really enjoyed being parked by the mouth of the river looking out at the gorgeous scenery. We have travelled 100's of miles in the past to camp in similiar locations and here we were in our own back yard camping for free.
I ended up staying up thru the night Sat. manning one of the radio's. Went back to the van at 6 Sunday morning. Ralph woke up and we decided to pack up and head home where I crawled into bed. It worked out good, cause we were having to move the van anyway to make room for the annual Bullhead kids fishing derby set up. And neither Ralph or I were much help in the dismantling take down anyway.
Once home, Ralph continued working at cleaning and painting the kitchen to prepare for the 'new to us' stove and fridge. You see, the weekend before we were at Ralph's daughters place here in Richmond. They had a garage sale and had invited us to bring stuff over to sell too. They had sold their house and had bought a condo. Anyway, at the end of the day when we were saying good bye - Trudy asks us if we could use the stove and fridge from the condo. She had already talked to the movers who were moving their stuff into the condo on Monday Jun 28th and they said they would deliver the stove and fridge to us.
I felt a sense of relief like a weight lifting from my heart space and I teared up. I told her that she had answered our prayers. Ralph has been watching Craigs list and has been on the look out for a used fridge for awhile now. Our "harvest gold" appliances were probably the original ones when this apartment building was built. The fridge has been filling up with water that needed to be bailed out every couple of days or there would be a puddle on the kitchen floor. It still kept food cold and frozen though.
So we (or I should say, Ralph) hauled the stove down to the van on Tues and over to the recycling at the city works yard on Wed morning. I called BC Hydro for their fridge recycling program - they had a pick up on Friday (wahoo Universe - perfect timing for us) They came up to the apartment with their fridge dolly and did all the work - and they send us a $30 rebate cheque in 6 - 8 weeks.
So Ralph scrubbed walls and floor. We bought a gallon of paint and he got the area where the stove and fridge go, painted while I was sleeping Sunday. When I woke up he asked me how I like the color - my silent answer in the moment was "we are going to have to repaint" I bit my tongue and lied, hoping the color would grow on me. Eventually the truth came out and I told him about my initial reaction. He then said - that he wouldn't have picked that color, when I choose it at the paint store. GRRR! Anyway, there the kitchen sits unfinished waiting for the color to grow on us.... LOL It is totally amazing how much stuff we had stored in the kitchen that is now sitting on the living room floor. We have both said out loud that not much of it is going to go back into the kitchen. Anyways, it is like Christmas around here seeing things that we had forgotten that we even had.
I am so grateful for Ralph, he has been working his buns off around here. BC Hydro replaced a transformer - notices were sent out that the power would be off in the other building from 9 - 5. That meant no hot water as the boilers have electric motors. The emergency lighting only works for 30 minutes so everyone was in complete darkness. Of course there were problems - job was finally finished and power back on at 3 a.m. Ralph was responsible for turning the electric motors back on for the boiler system and woke up at 4 and went over to check on things to find hydro crew was gone. And he has been doing lots of other jobs around here for the condo too!
That's us in a nutshell.
Thanks for the forum, I will probably copy this to my blogspot maybe.
OH again... I went to the Introductory Evening for Pat Hercus. (forwarded his email) I signed up for his workshop. It will be on Aug 21 and 22, two full long 10 - 12 hour days.
In the meantime I have been watching lots of EFT tap along video's at You Tube. Have you checked that out yet?
Then last night I for fun searched YOuTube for wood carving and found 5000+ video's teaching that. Ralph will be checking it out now that I have shown him. Ah, I think I will go search HAM radio. The club members keep bugging me to take the exam again (I failed when I did the course)
Monday, July 26, 2010
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Navigating Change
Feeling restless in the moment. Noticing the change going on around me. Thinking of my friend Gary who has left on a life change adventure. Missing him being where he used to be even though I never did get to visit and see him there.
Then there is my friend Gilles who will be here on holiday soon. It will be a treat to see him again.
We have made changes in our kitchen, as we make way for a 'new to us' fridge and stove. Gone are our old Harvest Gold stove and fridge. Even changing colors of walls - painting - changing my mind about liking the color, oh grrr. Then changing back to maybe liking the color. Letting it grow on me.
But mostly knowing that I need to make changes. Making the step into taking action.
Love.
Then there is my friend Gilles who will be here on holiday soon. It will be a treat to see him again.
We have made changes in our kitchen, as we make way for a 'new to us' fridge and stove. Gone are our old Harvest Gold stove and fridge. Even changing colors of walls - painting - changing my mind about liking the color, oh grrr. Then changing back to maybe liking the color. Letting it grow on me.
But mostly knowing that I need to make changes. Making the step into taking action.
Love.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
FEELING RESTLESS
Hi!! I am sitting here bouncing around from doing one thing and then deciding to do something else. Got this restless feeling. Can't figure it out so came here to just start journalling to see what surfaces.
I thought about just blahing out in front of the TV and taking a day off from all the free stuff I am getting online. Ralph is at woodcarving group today. I was thinking of going with him and playing poker with the poker group. Then John phoned L.D. early this morning so I told Ralph to just go himself and that I would stay home. I had been looking for an excuse to not go. Been doing too much hibernating and isolating. Actually been doing some EFT tapping around that and remembered other times and did some healing tapping on those past issues. MMMhh noticing here that I can't even speak about one of the events so I must need to do some more tapping on that issue.
What a relief. I think I will go and sit with this healing feeling for a bit.
Thanks and many blessings
I thought about just blahing out in front of the TV and taking a day off from all the free stuff I am getting online. Ralph is at woodcarving group today. I was thinking of going with him and playing poker with the poker group. Then John phoned L.D. early this morning so I told Ralph to just go himself and that I would stay home. I had been looking for an excuse to not go. Been doing too much hibernating and isolating. Actually been doing some EFT tapping around that and remembered other times and did some healing tapping on those past issues. MMMhh noticing here that I can't even speak about one of the events so I must need to do some more tapping on that issue.
What a relief. I think I will go and sit with this healing feeling for a bit.
Thanks and many blessings
Saturday, June 12, 2010
FOCUSING THE LENS OF MY DESIRE
"Alright: you’re a scriptwriter for your life. Imagine you can write the precise script of your life. Playfully (key word) pick up a pen, grab your journal, and start writing!
Who would you be? What would you do? What would you have? Dream. Play. Create!"
This is from the PhilosophersNotes on the book "Ask and It Is Given"
So, who would I be? What would I do? What would I have - ahhh! that one has answers. I would have money to do all the things we wish to do. Money would flow freely to us. We would have financial abundance with ease. Our lives would be prosperous. We would have easy decisions around finances. We could easily travel and attend workshops and retreats as desired. We would have multiply cruise vactions each year. All our dreams and desires would be fulfilled. We would have the ability to respond to the NOW moments oppurtunities for travel, workshops, retreats. We would have a clean organized home free of clutter. Our lives would be simple and everything would fall into place easily with joy, laughter and peace. I would have paid speaking engagements worldwide and on cruise ships.
So, WHO would I BE? I would be a speaker of stories, sharing my experiences with audiences world wide and on cruise ships. I would be planting seeds and changing lives. Doctors and other medical personnel would seek my assistance and health care systems would be reformed. I would be healthy, energetic, free of dis-ease living a life of laughter, happiness, and joy. I would be training and mentoring others.
All of which answers the "What would I do?" question. I would travel, teach workshops, be a guest speaker, encouraging and inspiring others. I would have others on staff to do the computer set up work needed to run a well oiled machine. I would have people on my team to run the day to day systems.
I would live a life of fulfilling empowering, inspiring learning and fulfill my spiritual purpose as I lead others to fulfill their purpose.
With grace and gratitude for all that I have. Amen.
Who would you be? What would you do? What would you have? Dream. Play. Create!"
This is from the PhilosophersNotes on the book "Ask and It Is Given"
So, who would I be? What would I do? What would I have - ahhh! that one has answers. I would have money to do all the things we wish to do. Money would flow freely to us. We would have financial abundance with ease. Our lives would be prosperous. We would have easy decisions around finances. We could easily travel and attend workshops and retreats as desired. We would have multiply cruise vactions each year. All our dreams and desires would be fulfilled. We would have the ability to respond to the NOW moments oppurtunities for travel, workshops, retreats. We would have a clean organized home free of clutter. Our lives would be simple and everything would fall into place easily with joy, laughter and peace. I would have paid speaking engagements worldwide and on cruise ships.
So, WHO would I BE? I would be a speaker of stories, sharing my experiences with audiences world wide and on cruise ships. I would be planting seeds and changing lives. Doctors and other medical personnel would seek my assistance and health care systems would be reformed. I would be healthy, energetic, free of dis-ease living a life of laughter, happiness, and joy. I would be training and mentoring others.
All of which answers the "What would I do?" question. I would travel, teach workshops, be a guest speaker, encouraging and inspiring others. I would have others on staff to do the computer set up work needed to run a well oiled machine. I would have people on my team to run the day to day systems.
I would live a life of fulfilling empowering, inspiring learning and fulfill my spiritual purpose as I lead others to fulfill their purpose.
With grace and gratitude for all that I have. Amen.
PhilosophersNotes: Ask And It Is Given journalling
I am listening to and reading the Philosophers Notes on the book Ask And It Is Given by Esther and Jerry Hicks.
Instructions are to stop the audio tape / stop reading and journal. Asking the question -
THINGS I WANT
- A clean home
- healthy tasty foods to eat
- healing healthy relationships with relatives
- healing happy healthy honest understanding trusting relationship with my husband
- financial abundance flowing our way
- clearer healthy healing joyful clarity of my intuition
- ability to know what it is I want / connect with my spiritual purpose
- easily tuning into intuition and knowing what to do with it
- to be in the right place at the right time / being in the NOW moment
- to travel to Australia and New Zealand
- to maximize use of the 25 year pass, easily seeing everything we want and more
- more cruises
- cruise with family and friends
- share and teach others
- accept money for my energy work sessions
- a healthy physical body free of pain and suffering
- to release my fears
- to heal physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually and more
- to heal into health
All this and more.
Instructions are to stop the audio tape / stop reading and journal. Asking the question -
THINGS I WANT
- A clean home
- healthy tasty foods to eat
- healing healthy relationships with relatives
- healing happy healthy honest understanding trusting relationship with my husband
- financial abundance flowing our way
- clearer healthy healing joyful clarity of my intuition
- ability to know what it is I want / connect with my spiritual purpose
- easily tuning into intuition and knowing what to do with it
- to be in the right place at the right time / being in the NOW moment
- to travel to Australia and New Zealand
- to maximize use of the 25 year pass, easily seeing everything we want and more
- more cruises
- cruise with family and friends
- share and teach others
- accept money for my energy work sessions
- a healthy physical body free of pain and suffering
- to release my fears
- to heal physically, emotionally, mentally, spiritually and more
- to heal into health
All this and more.
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
QUESTIONS TO ANSWER
Hi all
I am sitting here watching video clips at YouTube on EFT. Cathryn Taylor to be specific. This is the 1st I have seen her and she leaves me wanting more.
On the clip I just watched, she said to stop the video and to go blog, then come back to do the EFT tapping.
The questions we are to answer are:
1. - Define what Mastery means to You. (What do I want out of life)
2. - What is your area of concern
3. - What you are working towards
4. - Area of ambivalance (whats keeps you from getting it)
1. I think I resist stating what I want out of life, because I just might get it. And what if it was the wrong choice! what if I make a mistake!
It is easier for me to come up with what I DON'T want.
I am just going to keep blogging here, so that answers can emerge.
I want to be happy. so what would make me happy? helping people, travelling, teaching, sharing, being financially fluent so I can do all that I want to. I want to take and give workshops. To share what I learn and experience. To be fearless - not let fear make my decisions for me. I don't want finances to make decisions for me. I want to live a healthy long life connected to a wonderful husband and family and friends. I want to be clearly understood. Having honest and clear conversational relationships with others. I want to be out in the lime light, confidently shining my truth, touching others... Healing myself and others. It is important to magically be in the right place at the right moment. Following my Universal path being in the NOW moment. Doing what brings me joy - learning, teaching, travelling, helping guide others on their journeys. Laughing, playing, simple things.
so to boil it down / or in a nut shell -- What do I want? What is my goal??
My mission / goal, is to help other light energy practitioners heal and blossum into their true potential as I walk my own talk and heal into a vibrant, healthy, confident being.
2. Past, present and future Health concerns. Being Ruled by fear that holds me back
3. Making connections. Continually learning. Healing physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
4. Fear / living in the "what if" mentality. Having to do "IT" right, be perfect.
In this moment, noticing that I am judging this. Wondering if I 'got it' Did I miss something? The real something that still needs to be revealed!
Oh well, let's just let go and move on and trust that nothing is writing in cement. Things change. Move on...
So bye for now. Insight and feedback muchly appreciated. Bouncing idea's around works well for me. Very healing.
Take care and have fun. (not even going to re read / edit this to correct mistakes)
I am sitting here watching video clips at YouTube on EFT. Cathryn Taylor to be specific. This is the 1st I have seen her and she leaves me wanting more.
On the clip I just watched, she said to stop the video and to go blog, then come back to do the EFT tapping.
The questions we are to answer are:
1. - Define what Mastery means to You. (What do I want out of life)
2. - What is your area of concern
3. - What you are working towards
4. - Area of ambivalance (whats keeps you from getting it)
1. I think I resist stating what I want out of life, because I just might get it. And what if it was the wrong choice! what if I make a mistake!
It is easier for me to come up with what I DON'T want.
I am just going to keep blogging here, so that answers can emerge.
I want to be happy. so what would make me happy? helping people, travelling, teaching, sharing, being financially fluent so I can do all that I want to. I want to take and give workshops. To share what I learn and experience. To be fearless - not let fear make my decisions for me. I don't want finances to make decisions for me. I want to live a healthy long life connected to a wonderful husband and family and friends. I want to be clearly understood. Having honest and clear conversational relationships with others. I want to be out in the lime light, confidently shining my truth, touching others... Healing myself and others. It is important to magically be in the right place at the right moment. Following my Universal path being in the NOW moment. Doing what brings me joy - learning, teaching, travelling, helping guide others on their journeys. Laughing, playing, simple things.
so to boil it down / or in a nut shell -- What do I want? What is my goal??
My mission / goal, is to help other light energy practitioners heal and blossum into their true potential as I walk my own talk and heal into a vibrant, healthy, confident being.
2. Past, present and future Health concerns. Being Ruled by fear that holds me back
3. Making connections. Continually learning. Healing physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually.
4. Fear / living in the "what if" mentality. Having to do "IT" right, be perfect.
In this moment, noticing that I am judging this. Wondering if I 'got it' Did I miss something? The real something that still needs to be revealed!
Oh well, let's just let go and move on and trust that nothing is writing in cement. Things change. Move on...
So bye for now. Insight and feedback muchly appreciated. Bouncing idea's around works well for me. Very healing.
Take care and have fun. (not even going to re read / edit this to correct mistakes)
Saturday, June 05, 2010
BEEN TAPPING
I am beginning to understand that if I expect others to go to YouTube and watch EFT video's then I need to also. So off I went. What a treat, now I am even more excited, and feeling great. Like Brian says on the PhilosophersNotes website TV video clips, if you point someone in a direction, there are 3 fingers pointing back at yourself. So thanks for motivating me and pointing me in that direction all.
Still liiking for clarity and answers. And at the same time, discovering possibilities and links to unchanged memories. And then choosing to tap away the stuck energy and heal in this moment all those past trauma's and drama's
Love and peace
Still liiking for clarity and answers. And at the same time, discovering possibilities and links to unchanged memories. And then choosing to tap away the stuck energy and heal in this moment all those past trauma's and drama's
Love and peace
I AM WONDERING
This is so cool. I am sitting here listening to www.philosophersnotes.com The website has TV video clips each running 10 minutes each where the guy, Brian, gives a summary of a book. He has done this with 100 books.
I also am sitting here propped up on the couch with my broken ankle elevated and the lap top on my lap. I have been meaning to get around to journalling / blogging. So here I am.
So, what is the universe saying to me? Why did I break my leg? Why did I land up in hospital for 10 days in January with a blocked intestine problem? It was a wonderful journey of being in the moment. So many miracles, magical moments.
Back to my broken ankle. I fell over as I was just starting off on my bicycle. Was not even out of the parking area. As I was laying there on my right side, expecting to get up and dust myself off, I noticed that it felt like my right foot was still flat on the pavement. OH SHIT!!! My husband heard my screams and found me. Ambulance was called, off to emergency - xrays taken - 2 bones broken - had surgery within a few hours and had screws put in. Wearing an air cast for 10 weeks. No weight bearing for 4 weeks, then start by putting 35 lbs weight for 3-5 days, then add another 35 lbs for 3-5 days and so on. Hopping around on one leg using a walker is limiting. Your arms and hands are busy too. Sure is limiting.
And at the same time it is freeing too! I am spending time listening to audio's and video clips. Learning, getting lots of positive babble input.
I have been using the EFT (Tapping) Very interesting results. I find that I get insights as to the origin of the issue. Like when I was writing a list of past injuries to my legs / knees, I remembered the time in elementary school when I had gotten hurt and was on crutches. I remembered my mom walking me to school. I was struggling, wanting support and help. She was way ahead of me with a group of neighbourhood kids. They were all laughing and having a good time. They were calling her Maddy. I was hurt, angry, sad, frustrated, feeling alone... I did some tapping around that event to heal the stuck energy in my physical being. It works. I now think back on that event and feel love and acceptance. Really knowing that we were all doing what we thought was best in the moment. Doing the best we can, with what we know at the time.
So if you haven't heard of and checked out EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique) yet... I like www.YouTube.com and then enter EFT in their search box. Lots of short video clips for people around the world.
So, for now, go and enjoy.
I also am sitting here propped up on the couch with my broken ankle elevated and the lap top on my lap. I have been meaning to get around to journalling / blogging. So here I am.
So, what is the universe saying to me? Why did I break my leg? Why did I land up in hospital for 10 days in January with a blocked intestine problem? It was a wonderful journey of being in the moment. So many miracles, magical moments.
Back to my broken ankle. I fell over as I was just starting off on my bicycle. Was not even out of the parking area. As I was laying there on my right side, expecting to get up and dust myself off, I noticed that it felt like my right foot was still flat on the pavement. OH SHIT!!! My husband heard my screams and found me. Ambulance was called, off to emergency - xrays taken - 2 bones broken - had surgery within a few hours and had screws put in. Wearing an air cast for 10 weeks. No weight bearing for 4 weeks, then start by putting 35 lbs weight for 3-5 days, then add another 35 lbs for 3-5 days and so on. Hopping around on one leg using a walker is limiting. Your arms and hands are busy too. Sure is limiting.
And at the same time it is freeing too! I am spending time listening to audio's and video clips. Learning, getting lots of positive babble input.
I have been using the EFT (Tapping) Very interesting results. I find that I get insights as to the origin of the issue. Like when I was writing a list of past injuries to my legs / knees, I remembered the time in elementary school when I had gotten hurt and was on crutches. I remembered my mom walking me to school. I was struggling, wanting support and help. She was way ahead of me with a group of neighbourhood kids. They were all laughing and having a good time. They were calling her Maddy. I was hurt, angry, sad, frustrated, feeling alone... I did some tapping around that event to heal the stuck energy in my physical being. It works. I now think back on that event and feel love and acceptance. Really knowing that we were all doing what we thought was best in the moment. Doing the best we can, with what we know at the time.
So if you haven't heard of and checked out EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique) yet... I like www.YouTube.com and then enter EFT in their search box. Lots of short video clips for people around the world.
So, for now, go and enjoy.
EMAIL TO A FRIEND
I am using you to get 'around to it'. Thank you for being here for me.
Just noticed when I wrote the word 'there' and then decided to change it to 'here' that there* is only one letter that changes the whole meaning, tense, etc. Then when I wrote the *'d "there", noticed that the word itself changes meanings.
Have you checked out the www.philosophersnotes.com website yet? I am sitting here (boy do I like that 'here' word association in this moment) listening to his online 10 min TV video clips. Very helpful and useful info.
So the plan was for me to just journal. take an action step here and get around to it. so as you noticed I got distracted. but instead of beating myself up about that I noticed that I am choosing to just let go and accept wha t is. mistakes and all. I am trying not to look at the screen so i don't edit and make correctionss here (amazing how one small word can make me smile and bring me into this now moment)
anywho - ---haahaa my mind again went blank. guess I am still resisting.
Yesterday as I thought I had not gotten around to even listening to these great TV video clips or done much work - I noticed that - heh - I have taken an action step out of fear. I was hopping around the condo without having my air cast on. One small step, a big one for me.
I really have been living in a "what if" world of fear. found there is a connection back to high school days when I was out at Chestermere Lake (east of Calgary) and a bunch of us were ice skating on the lake. Now I had taken figure skating lessons for years as a kid. Still I was very timid and causious (SP?) My boyfriend was holding my hand and we were skating out to join friends. We were going faster than I was comfortable with when I decided to trust and let go of the fear and enjoy. The next thing I remember was someone trying to get me to drink some whiskey back at the cabin. Apparently I fell and slide across the ice. The parents and kids all scattered when they heard ice cracking sounds when they were all standing around me. Someone came back and they got me into the cabin, they said I was talking - I wasn't aware of anything. The next thing I remember was waking up just as we were driving up to the hospital. I remember getting checked out and my friends were told not to let me fall asleep in case I had a concussion
Once back at there place, all I wanted to do was fall asleep and they kept waking me up / trying to keep me awake. Did I stop trusting myself.. probably even before that. there was the time Girl Guides that the older kids had me on a whip line turning around and I, having the furthest to run couldn't keep up and got SCARED... and hurt. I had been excited about going up from Brownies to GG's. I loved being a Brownie. I ended up quitting G.G.'s. again I let fear fuel the day ( meant to write "rule" untill I noticed that I had an "f" instead and then the rest is history) So many other experiences even before that one that shaped my life into this being perfect, cautious (got it right SP this time I think) perfectionism, procrastination blah blah blah ...
Just did some tapping in this moment... did you miss me? LOL Huge shifts and ah ha's
Apologize to John for me please for not going out to dinner with him my last night there. I have know for a long time that I was scared of going. My flight change gave me an excuse but , then when I was packed - you and I went out anyway. I have felt bad about that ever since. Not forgiving myself for a simple decision I am seeing... mmmh! So many other examples in my life - if only I had moments....
ah, remembering some tapping ah ha's.
One was around doctors and how my current day interaction / or more accurately, my NON interaction - stems from childhood. So many times I got no help. I have heard stories that as a baby I had excema and that my parents tied mitts or socks to my hands so I couldn't scratch myself raw. the creams and ointments the doctors gave didn't do much. then there was the doctor that said that my stomach pain was growing pains. I remember sitting in my dads lap as a teenager with him holding his hand on the spot just to get some relief / feel better for the moment. MMMhhh! now I have the same sort of pain and get Ralph to put his hand on the spot to get some relief. Then there was the time that I chipped a bone in my left ankle (chasing a kite and stepped in a gopher hole) AHHH! another example of letting go and choosing to run across the field and getting hurt - cementing the fear. That was a great memory really. My school chum, Donalee had invited out to Cochrane to stay at her place for a couple weeks during summer holidays. I took the bus from Calgary. When I got there, I found out that she had the measles. (she hadn't said anything in case my parents wouldn't let me come) So I got to play and do things with her younger brother - hence flying the kite. They had a terrific dog that was part wolf. When I twisted my ankle, Donalee rubbed horse linament on it every hour. 3 months later, when I had skipped school one day and needed an excuse - I went to the doctor about my ankle that was still swollen. The xrays showed that the tip of the bone was chipped off. which lead to MY FIRST operation and hospital experience which was also great. I shoulda been a nurse... I was helping all the others in my ward. I love being there... Had some shaky scary moments with walking with the crutches - remember trying to ride an esculator. Was out with a bunch of friends. Not feeling very cared for or supported. After the specialist took my cast off he gave me exercises to do and said I could go back to doing my regular stuff. So the next day I was back at curling. (actually I had been curling a few times with my walking cast on) Next appointment with the specialist he said I could resume my activities - I was confused and told him I had already been curling since the last appointment. He got mad at me and said I would have arthitis and problems with my ankle when I got older. So much for doctors... wonder if all these doctor experiences factored into my decision not to go into nursing.
Along with the Josephine the plumber commercials when I was a teenager. My dad was a plumber and my brother was clearly not wanting to be a plumber. I sensed that my dad was disappointed and so I decided I would be a plumber. At school, we got an assignment to write about a profession that we wanted to go into. I choose plumbing, but the teacher refused to let me write my paper on plumbing and made me write on nursing instead. So much for my plumbing career.
And then there was the NOt wanting to go to college/university. To much politics, BS, PR phoniness. I did take a summer semester at Langara College when I moved to Vanc. At lunch, one of the guys that had a test in the morning, gave a couple of us the answers. I got a great mark when we took the class test that afternoon. The teacher singled us out and we became her pets - suggesting that we read additional books etc. Of course I had to study harder to try to keep up my initial image.
Well, that's enough for now. Thanks for listening. Comments welcome,
It sure didn't turn out how I expected it would.
Just noticed when I wrote the word 'there' and then decided to change it to 'here' that there* is only one letter that changes the whole meaning, tense, etc. Then when I wrote the *'d "there", noticed that the word itself changes meanings.
Have you checked out the www.philosophersnotes.com website yet? I am sitting here (boy do I like that 'here' word association in this moment) listening to his online 10 min TV video clips. Very helpful and useful info.
So the plan was for me to just journal. take an action step here and get around to it. so as you noticed I got distracted. but instead of beating myself up about that I noticed that I am choosing to just let go and accept wha t is. mistakes and all. I am trying not to look at the screen so i don't edit and make correctionss here (amazing how one small word can make me smile and bring me into this now moment)
anywho - ---haahaa my mind again went blank. guess I am still resisting.
Yesterday as I thought I had not gotten around to even listening to these great TV video clips or done much work - I noticed that - heh - I have taken an action step out of fear. I was hopping around the condo without having my air cast on. One small step, a big one for me.
I really have been living in a "what if" world of fear. found there is a connection back to high school days when I was out at Chestermere Lake (east of Calgary) and a bunch of us were ice skating on the lake. Now I had taken figure skating lessons for years as a kid. Still I was very timid and causious (SP?) My boyfriend was holding my hand and we were skating out to join friends. We were going faster than I was comfortable with when I decided to trust and let go of the fear and enjoy. The next thing I remember was someone trying to get me to drink some whiskey back at the cabin. Apparently I fell and slide across the ice. The parents and kids all scattered when they heard ice cracking sounds when they were all standing around me. Someone came back and they got me into the cabin, they said I was talking - I wasn't aware of anything. The next thing I remember was waking up just as we were driving up to the hospital. I remember getting checked out and my friends were told not to let me fall asleep in case I had a concussion
Once back at there place, all I wanted to do was fall asleep and they kept waking me up / trying to keep me awake. Did I stop trusting myself.. probably even before that. there was the time Girl Guides that the older kids had me on a whip line turning around and I, having the furthest to run couldn't keep up and got SCARED... and hurt. I had been excited about going up from Brownies to GG's. I loved being a Brownie. I ended up quitting G.G.'s. again I let fear fuel the day ( meant to write "rule" untill I noticed that I had an "f" instead and then the rest is history) So many other experiences even before that one that shaped my life into this being perfect, cautious (got it right SP this time I think) perfectionism, procrastination blah blah blah ...
Just did some tapping in this moment... did you miss me? LOL Huge shifts and ah ha's
Apologize to John for me please for not going out to dinner with him my last night there. I have know for a long time that I was scared of going. My flight change gave me an excuse but , then when I was packed - you and I went out anyway. I have felt bad about that ever since. Not forgiving myself for a simple decision I am seeing... mmmh! So many other examples in my life - if only I had moments....
ah, remembering some tapping ah ha's.
One was around doctors and how my current day interaction / or more accurately, my NON interaction - stems from childhood. So many times I got no help. I have heard stories that as a baby I had excema and that my parents tied mitts or socks to my hands so I couldn't scratch myself raw. the creams and ointments the doctors gave didn't do much. then there was the doctor that said that my stomach pain was growing pains. I remember sitting in my dads lap as a teenager with him holding his hand on the spot just to get some relief / feel better for the moment. MMMhhh! now I have the same sort of pain and get Ralph to put his hand on the spot to get some relief. Then there was the time that I chipped a bone in my left ankle (chasing a kite and stepped in a gopher hole) AHHH! another example of letting go and choosing to run across the field and getting hurt - cementing the fear. That was a great memory really. My school chum, Donalee had invited out to Cochrane to stay at her place for a couple weeks during summer holidays. I took the bus from Calgary. When I got there, I found out that she had the measles. (she hadn't said anything in case my parents wouldn't let me come) So I got to play and do things with her younger brother - hence flying the kite. They had a terrific dog that was part wolf. When I twisted my ankle, Donalee rubbed horse linament on it every hour. 3 months later, when I had skipped school one day and needed an excuse - I went to the doctor about my ankle that was still swollen. The xrays showed that the tip of the bone was chipped off. which lead to MY FIRST operation and hospital experience which was also great. I shoulda been a nurse... I was helping all the others in my ward. I love being there... Had some shaky scary moments with walking with the crutches - remember trying to ride an esculator. Was out with a bunch of friends. Not feeling very cared for or supported. After the specialist took my cast off he gave me exercises to do and said I could go back to doing my regular stuff. So the next day I was back at curling. (actually I had been curling a few times with my walking cast on) Next appointment with the specialist he said I could resume my activities - I was confused and told him I had already been curling since the last appointment. He got mad at me and said I would have arthitis and problems with my ankle when I got older. So much for doctors... wonder if all these doctor experiences factored into my decision not to go into nursing.
Along with the Josephine the plumber commercials when I was a teenager. My dad was a plumber and my brother was clearly not wanting to be a plumber. I sensed that my dad was disappointed and so I decided I would be a plumber. At school, we got an assignment to write about a profession that we wanted to go into. I choose plumbing, but the teacher refused to let me write my paper on plumbing and made me write on nursing instead. So much for my plumbing career.
And then there was the NOt wanting to go to college/university. To much politics, BS, PR phoniness. I did take a summer semester at Langara College when I moved to Vanc. At lunch, one of the guys that had a test in the morning, gave a couple of us the answers. I got a great mark when we took the class test that afternoon. The teacher singled us out and we became her pets - suggesting that we read additional books etc. Of course I had to study harder to try to keep up my initial image.
Well, that's enough for now. Thanks for listening. Comments welcome,
It sure didn't turn out how I expected it would.
Tuesday, March 02, 2010
TAPPING TO CONNECT OURSELVES
Wrapped in the warm bath waters, I started a tapping session. I had no focus or preconceived subject matter, instead choosing to let the session lead the way. And round after round, lead the way it did.
The beginning statements escape my conscious memory. My profound ah ha moment started as I thought things were beginning to wind down.
This is what I remember.
I heard myself say, "this physical body", "this physical body", for a few tapping points. Then followed by a few tapping points each saying "this mental body", "this emotional body" and "this spiritual body".
I began to wonder if the KEY to 'HEALING' might be that these "body selfs" need to be reconnected! So, I started tapping on connecting all these "body selfs" together. This involved tapping on forgiving and loving each "body self". I included all other "body selfs" that I am not aware of (just in case).
This lead to connecting with my ONENESS. Which led to connecting with my ONENESS with the Universe and all there is.
This made sense to me. For example, when we have a physical pain, we try to ignore or fight against it. We disconnect. My imagination started creating a workshop on this specific tapping solution. More to come. I will tap on it.
Lynn Keeling
March 2, 2010
P.S. Special thanks to the online TAPPING WORLD SUMMIT for sparking this awareness. Keep tapping.
The beginning statements escape my conscious memory. My profound ah ha moment started as I thought things were beginning to wind down.
This is what I remember.
I heard myself say, "this physical body", "this physical body", for a few tapping points. Then followed by a few tapping points each saying "this mental body", "this emotional body" and "this spiritual body".
I began to wonder if the KEY to 'HEALING' might be that these "body selfs" need to be reconnected! So, I started tapping on connecting all these "body selfs" together. This involved tapping on forgiving and loving each "body self". I included all other "body selfs" that I am not aware of (just in case).
This lead to connecting with my ONENESS. Which led to connecting with my ONENESS with the Universe and all there is.
This made sense to me. For example, when we have a physical pain, we try to ignore or fight against it. We disconnect. My imagination started creating a workshop on this specific tapping solution. More to come. I will tap on it.
Lynn Keeling
March 2, 2010
P.S. Special thanks to the online TAPPING WORLD SUMMIT for sparking this awareness. Keep tapping.
Friday, February 12, 2010
ADDING TO KAREN LIST
So, I am at the UBC Hospital for a CT Scan and I notice the name tag on the nurse that is hooking up an IV. You guessed it, another KAREN shows up in my life.
All went well. Hooray, I made it through the 'clean out' drinks the day before.
One happy camper here, now that that is over.
LOL
Lynn Friday, Feb. 12/10
Have a happy fun filled Olympics all.
All went well. Hooray, I made it through the 'clean out' drinks the day before.
One happy camper here, now that that is over.
LOL
Lynn Friday, Feb. 12/10
Have a happy fun filled Olympics all.
Monday, February 08, 2010
FLOWERS STORY
Here is one of the stories within a story already told. (see past blogs)
It was the day the VGH Spiritual Services chaplain came to see me. She was delightful and while we were having a wonderful conversation, my friend, Karen arrived to visit. I asked Karen if she could come back in a 1/2 hour or so and she was able to do just that. She returned, and joined in the conversation with the Chaplain and me. Just then, Mary arrived. The 4 of us had a wonderful conversation.
Shortly after, the Chaplain - who's name is Caryn (see Karen story blog) - left. Karen had brought with her a beautiful bouquet of flowers for me. She had asked at the desk and had had no luck in finding a vase.
The 3 of us visited a bit and then before they left, Mary and Karen gave me a Reiki session.
It was during this Reiki session that I noticed the thought - "ask Karen to take the flowers home with her to enjoy them for me." Mary had left, leaving Karen alone with me, so I took a deep breathe and followed my intuitive thought, asking her outloud. I added that I felt that it would be a healing journey for the both of us. We got excited about the possibilities. I pictured hearing tales of the flowers.
I am so grateful I found the voice to speak outloud my intuitive thought. The universe provided a spectacular unfolding of events beyond our wildest dreams. In fact, the story still continues to this day - 27 days later, for talking to Karen just now, she said that there are still a few flowers left.
I hope Karen writes her side of the story to share with you on my blogspot.
I was delighted daily with stories of Karen's journey of discovery. She was surprised to find that the colors of the flowers were the colors in a mandella, hanging on her wall, that she had painted. She took pictures. Once developed, she saw flaws. I was excited about the imperfections. It was so perfect. Dah! I was in the hospital... the imperfections were reflecting me in the moment. The Universe was leading the dance. Our eyes and minds were being opened, the Universe was revealing images within the picture. All was beautiful. Perfect.
Loving memories to charish.
Lynn K. Feb 8/10
It was the day the VGH Spiritual Services chaplain came to see me. She was delightful and while we were having a wonderful conversation, my friend, Karen arrived to visit. I asked Karen if she could come back in a 1/2 hour or so and she was able to do just that. She returned, and joined in the conversation with the Chaplain and me. Just then, Mary arrived. The 4 of us had a wonderful conversation.
Shortly after, the Chaplain - who's name is Caryn (see Karen story blog) - left. Karen had brought with her a beautiful bouquet of flowers for me. She had asked at the desk and had had no luck in finding a vase.
The 3 of us visited a bit and then before they left, Mary and Karen gave me a Reiki session.
It was during this Reiki session that I noticed the thought - "ask Karen to take the flowers home with her to enjoy them for me." Mary had left, leaving Karen alone with me, so I took a deep breathe and followed my intuitive thought, asking her outloud. I added that I felt that it would be a healing journey for the both of us. We got excited about the possibilities. I pictured hearing tales of the flowers.
I am so grateful I found the voice to speak outloud my intuitive thought. The universe provided a spectacular unfolding of events beyond our wildest dreams. In fact, the story still continues to this day - 27 days later, for talking to Karen just now, she said that there are still a few flowers left.
I hope Karen writes her side of the story to share with you on my blogspot.
I was delighted daily with stories of Karen's journey of discovery. She was surprised to find that the colors of the flowers were the colors in a mandella, hanging on her wall, that she had painted. She took pictures. Once developed, she saw flaws. I was excited about the imperfections. It was so perfect. Dah! I was in the hospital... the imperfections were reflecting me in the moment. The Universe was leading the dance. Our eyes and minds were being opened, the Universe was revealing images within the picture. All was beautiful. Perfect.
Loving memories to charish.
Lynn K. Feb 8/10
Wednesday, February 03, 2010
ONE MONTH ANNIVERSARY
Wednesday, Feb. 3/10
It was the 1st Wednesday in January that spun me into this latest journey of healing. I had spent the morning offering Therapeutic Touch energy work at the monthly Wellness Clinic at the Steveston Community Centre.
My healing journey of experiencing the NOW moment, that magical place of being in the right place at the right moment, continues. Here is an account of my morning unfolding at Febuary's Steveston's Community Centres Wellness Clinic.
The Universe orchestrated the opportunity to receive a short Reflexology session from Gary. His 1st client was late. I recognized the parallel to the events that had unfolded 2 weeks ago at the Minoru Seniors Centre's Wellness Clinic. (see that story)
With plans to again sit quietly in meditation like I had at Minoru's Wellness Clinic, I headed to the washroom first. As I was returning to the room, I was drawn to a lady that was waiting for her Reflexology session with Dorothy. I got her snuggled up in the chair with a blanket and offered to work on her until Dorothy arrived. Ten minutes or so later, I handed her over to Dorothy. It was a magical encounter of being in the right place at the right moment.
I settled in a chair to sit in the quiet to continue the healing journey that Gary had started me on. It was a magical journey of spectacular imagery and releasing.
I wandered around and saw the lady that had been late. I thanked her and told her how my short session with Gary had developed into so much more. Then Margie is asking if anyone wanted a Healing Touch session with Patricia as there was a cancellation. There were no takers. The session was mine. And what a session it was. The Universe providing me with a helping hand to continue on with the connections and releasing.
Next stop was for a glass of water, then I wandered into the room where the manicure / pedicures practitioners and the facial lady is set up. A long time friend was receiving a facial and I stroked her feet. The 3 of us shared a wonderful conversation. Another magical moment filled with magnificient aroma's of products.
Then, like magic, the facial ladies last client was a no show. I accepted her offer of giving me a facial. The most magnificient journey of delightful sensations. Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, it did. And then even better than that.
I shared my facial experience with others, telling them to smell my face. LOL
From there I again sat quietly to continue enjoying the healing of my facial experience.
Once we were packed up, 3 of us went for a delightful lunch together.
There was so much more that went on. Moments of making connections, sharing information, having "we" time with Mary as she picked me up and drove me to Steveston.
I knew Mary was going to her daughters in Richmond. I had the thought to ask Patricia which way she was going and possibly getting a ride home with her, instead of taking Mary out of her way. I never spoke the thought out loud, until Patricia asked which way to go to get to Westminster Hwy. LOL It was then that I spoke up and suggested that I ride with her and she could drop me off at home on the way.
As we got to where she would drop me off, I got a strong urge to show her the playground at the Garden City park. I was really being drawn to go there, one block detour. Once there, we noticed 2 piles of snow and wondered where it had come from. To me, it was a sign that the weather will cooperate for the upcoming Winter Olympic Games.
And that was my morning. Enjoy.
It was the 1st Wednesday in January that spun me into this latest journey of healing. I had spent the morning offering Therapeutic Touch energy work at the monthly Wellness Clinic at the Steveston Community Centre.
My healing journey of experiencing the NOW moment, that magical place of being in the right place at the right moment, continues. Here is an account of my morning unfolding at Febuary's Steveston's Community Centres Wellness Clinic.
The Universe orchestrated the opportunity to receive a short Reflexology session from Gary. His 1st client was late. I recognized the parallel to the events that had unfolded 2 weeks ago at the Minoru Seniors Centre's Wellness Clinic. (see that story)
With plans to again sit quietly in meditation like I had at Minoru's Wellness Clinic, I headed to the washroom first. As I was returning to the room, I was drawn to a lady that was waiting for her Reflexology session with Dorothy. I got her snuggled up in the chair with a blanket and offered to work on her until Dorothy arrived. Ten minutes or so later, I handed her over to Dorothy. It was a magical encounter of being in the right place at the right moment.
I settled in a chair to sit in the quiet to continue the healing journey that Gary had started me on. It was a magical journey of spectacular imagery and releasing.
I wandered around and saw the lady that had been late. I thanked her and told her how my short session with Gary had developed into so much more. Then Margie is asking if anyone wanted a Healing Touch session with Patricia as there was a cancellation. There were no takers. The session was mine. And what a session it was. The Universe providing me with a helping hand to continue on with the connections and releasing.
Next stop was for a glass of water, then I wandered into the room where the manicure / pedicures practitioners and the facial lady is set up. A long time friend was receiving a facial and I stroked her feet. The 3 of us shared a wonderful conversation. Another magical moment filled with magnificient aroma's of products.
Then, like magic, the facial ladies last client was a no show. I accepted her offer of giving me a facial. The most magnificient journey of delightful sensations. Just when I thought things couldn't get any better, it did. And then even better than that.
I shared my facial experience with others, telling them to smell my face. LOL
From there I again sat quietly to continue enjoying the healing of my facial experience.
Once we were packed up, 3 of us went for a delightful lunch together.
There was so much more that went on. Moments of making connections, sharing information, having "we" time with Mary as she picked me up and drove me to Steveston.
I knew Mary was going to her daughters in Richmond. I had the thought to ask Patricia which way she was going and possibly getting a ride home with her, instead of taking Mary out of her way. I never spoke the thought out loud, until Patricia asked which way to go to get to Westminster Hwy. LOL It was then that I spoke up and suggested that I ride with her and she could drop me off at home on the way.
As we got to where she would drop me off, I got a strong urge to show her the playground at the Garden City park. I was really being drawn to go there, one block detour. Once there, we noticed 2 piles of snow and wondered where it had come from. To me, it was a sign that the weather will cooperate for the upcoming Winter Olympic Games.
And that was my morning. Enjoy.
Monday, February 01, 2010
UNDATE FROM EMAIL
I have been feeling better ever since the Wed night, Jan 6th after a couple of hours at Emergency. The bowel blockage straightened itself out and unblocked. In seconds I was out of pain and not nauseated. I looked so much better that the resident decided not to wake up the surgeon on call, but to wait until morning. The time in the 2 hospitals was pain free. I was up and about, wandering around. Even walking down to xray and CT Scans with the patient escorts that would arrive with a gurney to transport me.
Our friend, Art was also at the Vancouver hospital, for back surgery. One evening my nurse let me go over to the Centennial Bldg to visit him. (ah - another blog story to write - arrived back to my ward and just as I stepped out of the elevator, my IV pump started beeping - battery low, and my IV bag was empty and needed changing.)
When I got transferred from Richmond to VGH, I walked down with the ambulance attendants. Sat on a seat in the ambulance and walked into VGH - (ah another blog story - found a penny)
So, to answer your question?? " are you up and about?" Yes.
I keep wondering what Ralph wrote or said, or what I wrote or said that is so confusing to everyone. You are not the only one thinking that I was laid up and in pain during my hospital stay. Even my mom in Calgary said one day when I phoned her, that it was worrying her that the transfer was taking so long, that it had been 5 days and she didn't like it that I was on morphine for so long. I CLEARED THAT UP RIGHT AWAY. I MADE SURE SHE UNDERSTOOD THAT I had not had Morphine since after the blockage unblocked itself that 1st night in Emergency.
Obviously what Ralph and I were saying and emailing, was not being read / heard the way were thought we were saying / writing it.
I was discharged Friday. Went with Ralph to the HAM radio clubs weekly Sat. morning coffee gathering, then we went shopping.
Been back to attending the Wellness Clinic's and relaxation group. Been to poker group. Swimming pool.
Had a great day, yesterday. Took the sky train downtown, walked for blocks to find a bus stop with all the road closures etc for the Olympics and visited Shelina in the West End for a healing session. Then Karen picked me up and drove me to W. Broadway for a mammogram app't.
Back to pick up Shelina and we all went for dinner before going to the Unity Church for a movie presentation. Dr Wayne Dyer in "Shift" Great fun, full of laughter and many more stories within that story.
Today, Karen came out to Richmond and met me at one of the monthly Wellness Clinic programs and then 4 of us went out to lunch together. See story I just posted on the KARENS.
Lovingly Lynn
Feb 1/10
Our friend, Art was also at the Vancouver hospital, for back surgery. One evening my nurse let me go over to the Centennial Bldg to visit him. (ah - another blog story to write - arrived back to my ward and just as I stepped out of the elevator, my IV pump started beeping - battery low, and my IV bag was empty and needed changing.)
When I got transferred from Richmond to VGH, I walked down with the ambulance attendants. Sat on a seat in the ambulance and walked into VGH - (ah another blog story - found a penny)
So, to answer your question?? " are you up and about?" Yes.
I keep wondering what Ralph wrote or said, or what I wrote or said that is so confusing to everyone. You are not the only one thinking that I was laid up and in pain during my hospital stay. Even my mom in Calgary said one day when I phoned her, that it was worrying her that the transfer was taking so long, that it had been 5 days and she didn't like it that I was on morphine for so long. I CLEARED THAT UP RIGHT AWAY. I MADE SURE SHE UNDERSTOOD THAT I had not had Morphine since after the blockage unblocked itself that 1st night in Emergency.
Obviously what Ralph and I were saying and emailing, was not being read / heard the way were thought we were saying / writing it.
I was discharged Friday. Went with Ralph to the HAM radio clubs weekly Sat. morning coffee gathering, then we went shopping.
Been back to attending the Wellness Clinic's and relaxation group. Been to poker group. Swimming pool.
Had a great day, yesterday. Took the sky train downtown, walked for blocks to find a bus stop with all the road closures etc for the Olympics and visited Shelina in the West End for a healing session. Then Karen picked me up and drove me to W. Broadway for a mammogram app't.
Back to pick up Shelina and we all went for dinner before going to the Unity Church for a movie presentation. Dr Wayne Dyer in "Shift" Great fun, full of laughter and many more stories within that story.
Today, Karen came out to Richmond and met me at one of the monthly Wellness Clinic programs and then 4 of us went out to lunch together. See story I just posted on the KARENS.
Lovingly Lynn
Feb 1/10
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Ask me about...
Hi all
Just wanting to make a stories to write yet list. Ask me for info, motivate me to share.
- Bouquet of flowers story with pictures
- Karen's boot and parking stories (whoops, I am supposed to use a false name for those LOL)
- Ft Lauderdale, FL airline getting home story. (the miracle stories started way before my hospital event - they have been happening for years)
- visiting Taiwan and flying home
- volunteering at emergency years ago
- relaxation group stories
- email friends resurfacing and reconnecting and connecting me with others
- on I-5 and trucker that stops to help us used to work with Ralph
- Unity Church stories
- drive back to Surrey one day, with songs on the radio
- meeting Ralph story
- meeting Rand
and many more
I now understand why I started writing this list - the Ah Ha was noticing the many stories of GOD moments over the years.. This is nothing new after all.
Take care
Love Lynn k
Jan 28/10
Just wanting to make a stories to write yet list. Ask me for info, motivate me to share.
- Bouquet of flowers story with pictures
- Karen's boot and parking stories (whoops, I am supposed to use a false name for those LOL)
- Ft Lauderdale, FL airline getting home story. (the miracle stories started way before my hospital event - they have been happening for years)
- visiting Taiwan and flying home
- volunteering at emergency years ago
- relaxation group stories
- email friends resurfacing and reconnecting and connecting me with others
- on I-5 and trucker that stops to help us used to work with Ralph
- Unity Church stories
- drive back to Surrey one day, with songs on the radio
- meeting Ralph story
- meeting Rand
and many more
I now understand why I started writing this list - the Ah Ha was noticing the many stories of GOD moments over the years.. This is nothing new after all.
Take care
Love Lynn k
Jan 28/10
KAREN'S EVERYWHERE
Which story should I write tonight!!!
Ahhh! Just went back to fill in the 'title' field. Decision made. Now where to begin and where to end, and so much inbetween - stories within the stories here.
I seem to be attracting KAREN's to my life.
My day yesterday was spent with friends, Shelina and Karen. Karen chauffered me around, picking me up at Shelina's in the West End and driving me to W. Broadway for an appointment. She then went to pick up a package for me at VGH. There was a mix up and we didn't get the package. The staff person she was dealing with was named, KAREN.
We drove back to the West End to pick Shelina up and then we all went out for dinner together before going to a movie presentation at the Unity Church, Dr Wayne Dyer in 'Shift'. I hope I get some of these stories within this story, written soon. We had lots of laughs, so much to share.
Made phone call this morning to straighten out the mix up. Karen made the pick up run again this morning - success this time - and continued on to meet up with me in Richmond for one of the monthly Wellness Clinic programs. Four of us ended up going for lunch together afterwards. One of the lady's is a regular client at some of the Wellness Clinic programs and her name is - you guessed it - KAREN. So there we sat at the restaurant, Karen sitting next to KAREN, across the table from Dorothy and me.
And when I was at VGH, a lady from Spiritual Services came to chat with me. While she was there, chauffer Karen arrived to visit. Then Mary K. arrived to visit. The 4 of us enjoyed a wonderful conversation and then the Spiritual Services chaplain left. You guessed it, her name is Caryn. Again, 2 KAREN/CARYN's.
Karen's everywhere, it is raining KAREN'S.
Anyone reading this, with any insight about why I am being surrounded by KAREN's! LOL! Just realized that there is a hand full of Karen's on my Holistic Practitioners email list too.
Lynn k here
Jan 28. 2010
Ahhh! Just went back to fill in the 'title' field. Decision made. Now where to begin and where to end, and so much inbetween - stories within the stories here.
I seem to be attracting KAREN's to my life.
My day yesterday was spent with friends, Shelina and Karen. Karen chauffered me around, picking me up at Shelina's in the West End and driving me to W. Broadway for an appointment. She then went to pick up a package for me at VGH. There was a mix up and we didn't get the package. The staff person she was dealing with was named, KAREN.
We drove back to the West End to pick Shelina up and then we all went out for dinner together before going to a movie presentation at the Unity Church, Dr Wayne Dyer in 'Shift'. I hope I get some of these stories within this story, written soon. We had lots of laughs, so much to share.
Made phone call this morning to straighten out the mix up. Karen made the pick up run again this morning - success this time - and continued on to meet up with me in Richmond for one of the monthly Wellness Clinic programs. Four of us ended up going for lunch together afterwards. One of the lady's is a regular client at some of the Wellness Clinic programs and her name is - you guessed it - KAREN. So there we sat at the restaurant, Karen sitting next to KAREN, across the table from Dorothy and me.
And when I was at VGH, a lady from Spiritual Services came to chat with me. While she was there, chauffer Karen arrived to visit. Then Mary K. arrived to visit. The 4 of us enjoyed a wonderful conversation and then the Spiritual Services chaplain left. You guessed it, her name is Caryn. Again, 2 KAREN/CARYN's.
Karen's everywhere, it is raining KAREN'S.
Anyone reading this, with any insight about why I am being surrounded by KAREN's! LOL! Just realized that there is a hand full of Karen's on my Holistic Practitioners email list too.
Lynn k here
Jan 28. 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
TIME LINE "COINCIDENCES"
For all of you who wonder why things happen when they do. What took so long, you ask.
In 1992, I started consciously playing with "energy" by asking, as I was leaving home, for the parking angels to provide me with an easy parking space when I got to my destination. It worked. Then one day I had to drive around the blocks 3 times before my parking spot appeared. I just asked the universe, "what is that about?" When I entered the medical building I was going to, there in the elevator, was the doctor that I had wanted to run into to exchange some information. AH!!! I was too early - thank you universe.
YEAR 2009
August
Daughter, Trudy, makes it clear that we have to be home for Christmas with the Steeves family (not down south in our camper van like we usually are) Newest grandson, Nathan, is 2 years old and many more reasons to be here, so it is a no brainer easy decision to make. Departure delayed.
November
Ralph's Chairman of the Strata Council duties further delay our departure to after the monthly meeting the 2nd Tuesday in January. So we decided to go on a cruise instead then. Research started. Info gathered. Narrowing down the field. Close to making a decision. New Interline email with new deals.
Royal Caribbean Independence of the Seas - never been on this line
13 nt Trans Atlantic
Southampton, UK to Ft Lauderdale, FL - familiar with both / easy to fly to
Ports of call - 2 France, 1 Spain, 1 Portugal - all new / long time dream places to go to
Nov 23 - Dec 6 - timing fits perfectly
Arrangements made / weather perfect / spectacular ship / best cruise yet /
Europe and Florida have had snow storms since.
Flight home from Ft Lauderdale story is incredible. U.S. Air via Phoenix full of miracles.
Christmas at Trudy's is spectacular. We ring in the New Year with dinner at ABC restaurant and gambling at River Rock casino - all on Christmas present gift certificates.
Shaved my legs a week before my saga begins. (coincidence? or preparing subconsciously)
SAGA BEGINS - Lynn's story. A story of being in the NOW moment, freed of having to control or orchestrate my life or the lives of others and the many miracles that happened along the way.
Wed Jan 6/10 at 8:30p.m.
- I go to Richmond Hospital Emergency after being in pain and vomiting since afternoon. Feels like the 1977 bowel blockage episode.
[ just had the thought to go get the mail and did. There is the card that Roz had sent to VGH - just in this moment when typing these words that I had hand written while in VGH ]
- Morphine and Gravol used to get me comfortable. At some point, after vomiting again, the pain and nausea is gone. The block has unblocked itself. I felt and look much better. They keep me overnight in emergency. Ralph goes home.
Thurs. Jan 7/10
- Surgeon on call orders CT Scan, Contrast X-ray, etc. Consulted with collegue at VGH. Decision was to transfer me to VGH.
- no beds available, so I was transferred to 3 North in Richmond Hospital to wait.
- 3 N is the old Pallitive Care ward where I spent 2 years helping the hospitals Music Therapist with a weekly relaxation group. The then Comfort Room is now called Sacred Space. It has the familiar props I was familiar with and more. I could not have orchestrated a better location to be, thank you universe.
Fri. Jan 8/10
- Told Ralph to take a day off and stay home.
- Before lunch, I have a scare - pain and nausea returns. Given morphine and gravol. Ralph is called and arrives. I choose not to eat the "clear fluid" lunch or dinner. Crisis passes and from then on I am feeling fine.
Sat. Jan 9/10
- Ralph takes day off.
- Morning visit with Mary K. She leaves me resting after a Reiki session.
- Afternoon visit with Susan K and friend. They leave me resting after healing session.
- Evening visit with Brigid. She leaves me resting in Sacred Space room after TT session.
Sun. Jan 10/10
- Trudy visits, bearing gifts ( see 'Soc Story' posted here for details )
Mon. Jan 11/10
- Jean visits around lunch time. Nurse tells us I am being transferred. Jean goes and picks up Ralph so that he can ride with me in the ambulance.
- As I walk into VGH from the ambulance, I pick up a penny on the ground. mmmh!
- I am seated in a chair with a number written on a piece of scrap paper taped to the wall above me. At one point there is 3 stretchers and the ambulance attendants lined up waiting to be treauged in emergency.
- Seen by Dr. from the team, that was assigned to me who asked me questions, but no quiet place to examine me.
- patient escort takes me for x-ray / ended up walking back with escort that was bringing another patient back to emergency, saving her a trip. I got back just as another escort was looking for me to take me up to my room.
- bed in room is in the corner - the one I would pick if I had the choice.
- told TV / Phone hook up rental guy had left for the day. He appears a few minutes later. We decide to pay for 4 days to start with.
- 4 p.m. Ralph goes home. Took day off Tues. (he has the Strata Council meeting to go to)
- taken for a CT SCAN. They have trouble and give up trying to get an IV started. Had me sitting with warm blankets on my arms. Just as they were going to send me back up to my room, another person comes by and ends up successfully finding a vein. They were able to do the CT Scan. [ NOTE: - on a brand new state of the art CT Scan machine in use for the 1st time that day ] Thank you universe, now I understood why my transfer took until today.
- restless thought filled night, thought about the socks and giggling, fell back to sleep easily.
Tues. Jan 12/10
- Mary K visits (Art also at VGH having had a back surgery) Leaving me resting after Reiki.
- restless night, even thoughts of Socks fail to get me back to sleep, so I get up to write out the list of thoughts going through my mind.
- 5:00 a.m. - I have a wonderful chat with the nurse. She says she will chart my questions.
- Chaplain from Spiritual Services drops by. We have a wonderful conversation. Karen arrives and I ask her to give us 1/2 hour. She does. When she returns I introduce her to Caryn, the chaplain. (catch the coincidence of the same name?) Just then, Mary K arrived. The 4 of us have a wonderful chat. The Chaplain leaves, Karen and Mary leave me resting after visiting and doing Reiki.
[ side story here: - Karen had brought me flowers. During the Reiki session, I had the thought to ask her if she would take the flowers home and enjoy them for me. Telling me about them. She agreed. It felt like it would be a wonderful healing experience for both of us. It has proven to be just that, far beyond my wildest dreams could ever have imagined - story coming soon ]
- a Social Worker visits - she doesn't "get" me but seems to begin to understand.
- nurse tells me Dr. has scheduled Colonoscopy / Endoscopy and I drink 2 bottles of Citro Mag
Wed. Jan 13/10
- told Ralph to have another day off.
- phoned mom in Calgary and had a wonderful conversation. She wished us a Happy Anniversary - I had totally forgotten.
- I phoned Ralph back and wished him Happy Anniversary.
- Dr. that saw me at emergency dep't Monday, came in and examined me. I ask him about other issues. He sent me for an Ultra Sound on my right leg to check for blood clot. He was treating the "Whole" me. Collecting all the pieces of the puzzle before assembling the picture. I was impressed.
- Gastroenterologist comes by for info. Turns out that Dr Carr, who was doctor that I went to for scopes, was her mentor. (I knew he had retired, and she told me he had since died)
Thur. Jan 14/10
- 7 a.m., I was taken down to get Colonoscopy / Endoscopy.
- Ralph visits. 3 doctors on the team, visit us. Not sure why???
[ NOTE: - been on 'clear fluid' diet at Richmond Hospital and VGH (except NOthing Monday)
- supper tray arrives and is Regular Diet
Fri. Jan 15/10
- Dr. visits this morning. He asks if I can agree to his plan. No surgery, discharge me with tests and doctor appointments set up for me, all that can be done with me at home. I agree. He says he will be back. Even asks if I am okay with his choices of doctors.
- Karen L phones to ask if Shelina and her can come visit. I tell her about Dr. visit and she offers to drive me home. I accept, then phone back asking if she could bring me some clothes from her closet as I didn't have anything with me. She arrived with a duffle bag full of choices. We have a great visit with lots of healing.
- I had a change of mind about one of the outside doctor choices and tell the nurse / she pages Dr. but no reply. I am showing Shelina and Karen some of the pictures in the hallways, and who walks by, but the Dr. I tell him I would like to use the Richmond surgeon that had looked after me at emergency. Then just as we are passing the nurses station, I hear the nurse starting to tell the Dr. about the change / I am able to tell her I had already talked to the Dr. Talk about timing....
[ NOTE: - Rmd. Dr. was also the doctor that looked after me in 2004 re: breast cancer ]
- Lunch comes and goes, no word yet. Shelina and Karen go to get some lunch. The nurse comes in to tell me I am being discharged and goes over the paperwork. I get dressed and pack up my things. When Karen and Shelina return, I am ready and waiting.
- the entire time I have been phoning Ralph, leaving messages on answering machine. I phoned neighbours to make sure I had someplace to go (no purse, money, keys)
[ NOTE: - 4th day - no need to renew TV / Phone rental. ]
- 5 p.m. - Ralph got home 5 minutes before Karen and I did. What a beautiful sight he was when the elevator doors opened. He had been at the mechanics all day getting the van doctored. I changed and gave Karen here clothes back.
I was home, and as I had said to Karen on the drive home... It just felt like we had been out for the day. Later that night, Ralph says - "I just had a dream that you have been in the hospital."
[ I reminded Karen that she had driven me home back in 1992 - but that is another story ]
And that is how it was.
Lovingly Lynn
In 1992, I started consciously playing with "energy" by asking, as I was leaving home, for the parking angels to provide me with an easy parking space when I got to my destination. It worked. Then one day I had to drive around the blocks 3 times before my parking spot appeared. I just asked the universe, "what is that about?" When I entered the medical building I was going to, there in the elevator, was the doctor that I had wanted to run into to exchange some information. AH!!! I was too early - thank you universe.
YEAR 2009
August
Daughter, Trudy, makes it clear that we have to be home for Christmas with the Steeves family (not down south in our camper van like we usually are) Newest grandson, Nathan, is 2 years old and many more reasons to be here, so it is a no brainer easy decision to make. Departure delayed.
November
Ralph's Chairman of the Strata Council duties further delay our departure to after the monthly meeting the 2nd Tuesday in January. So we decided to go on a cruise instead then. Research started. Info gathered. Narrowing down the field. Close to making a decision. New Interline email with new deals.
Royal Caribbean Independence of the Seas - never been on this line
13 nt Trans Atlantic
Southampton, UK to Ft Lauderdale, FL - familiar with both / easy to fly to
Ports of call - 2 France, 1 Spain, 1 Portugal - all new / long time dream places to go to
Nov 23 - Dec 6 - timing fits perfectly
Arrangements made / weather perfect / spectacular ship / best cruise yet /
Europe and Florida have had snow storms since.
Flight home from Ft Lauderdale story is incredible. U.S. Air via Phoenix full of miracles.
Christmas at Trudy's is spectacular. We ring in the New Year with dinner at ABC restaurant and gambling at River Rock casino - all on Christmas present gift certificates.
Shaved my legs a week before my saga begins. (coincidence? or preparing subconsciously)
SAGA BEGINS - Lynn's story. A story of being in the NOW moment, freed of having to control or orchestrate my life or the lives of others and the many miracles that happened along the way.
Wed Jan 6/10 at 8:30p.m.
- I go to Richmond Hospital Emergency after being in pain and vomiting since afternoon. Feels like the 1977 bowel blockage episode.
[ just had the thought to go get the mail and did. There is the card that Roz had sent to VGH - just in this moment when typing these words that I had hand written while in VGH ]
- Morphine and Gravol used to get me comfortable. At some point, after vomiting again, the pain and nausea is gone. The block has unblocked itself. I felt and look much better. They keep me overnight in emergency. Ralph goes home.
Thurs. Jan 7/10
- Surgeon on call orders CT Scan, Contrast X-ray, etc. Consulted with collegue at VGH. Decision was to transfer me to VGH.
- no beds available, so I was transferred to 3 North in Richmond Hospital to wait.
- 3 N is the old Pallitive Care ward where I spent 2 years helping the hospitals Music Therapist with a weekly relaxation group. The then Comfort Room is now called Sacred Space. It has the familiar props I was familiar with and more. I could not have orchestrated a better location to be, thank you universe.
Fri. Jan 8/10
- Told Ralph to take a day off and stay home.
- Before lunch, I have a scare - pain and nausea returns. Given morphine and gravol. Ralph is called and arrives. I choose not to eat the "clear fluid" lunch or dinner. Crisis passes and from then on I am feeling fine.
Sat. Jan 9/10
- Ralph takes day off.
- Morning visit with Mary K. She leaves me resting after a Reiki session.
- Afternoon visit with Susan K and friend. They leave me resting after healing session.
- Evening visit with Brigid. She leaves me resting in Sacred Space room after TT session.
Sun. Jan 10/10
- Trudy visits, bearing gifts ( see 'Soc Story' posted here for details )
Mon. Jan 11/10
- Jean visits around lunch time. Nurse tells us I am being transferred. Jean goes and picks up Ralph so that he can ride with me in the ambulance.
- As I walk into VGH from the ambulance, I pick up a penny on the ground. mmmh!
- I am seated in a chair with a number written on a piece of scrap paper taped to the wall above me. At one point there is 3 stretchers and the ambulance attendants lined up waiting to be treauged in emergency.
- Seen by Dr. from the team, that was assigned to me who asked me questions, but no quiet place to examine me.
- patient escort takes me for x-ray / ended up walking back with escort that was bringing another patient back to emergency, saving her a trip. I got back just as another escort was looking for me to take me up to my room.
- bed in room is in the corner - the one I would pick if I had the choice.
- told TV / Phone hook up rental guy had left for the day. He appears a few minutes later. We decide to pay for 4 days to start with.
- 4 p.m. Ralph goes home. Took day off Tues. (he has the Strata Council meeting to go to)
- taken for a CT SCAN. They have trouble and give up trying to get an IV started. Had me sitting with warm blankets on my arms. Just as they were going to send me back up to my room, another person comes by and ends up successfully finding a vein. They were able to do the CT Scan. [ NOTE: - on a brand new state of the art CT Scan machine in use for the 1st time that day ] Thank you universe, now I understood why my transfer took until today.
- restless thought filled night, thought about the socks and giggling, fell back to sleep easily.
Tues. Jan 12/10
- Mary K visits (Art also at VGH having had a back surgery) Leaving me resting after Reiki.
- restless night, even thoughts of Socks fail to get me back to sleep, so I get up to write out the list of thoughts going through my mind.
- 5:00 a.m. - I have a wonderful chat with the nurse. She says she will chart my questions.
- Chaplain from Spiritual Services drops by. We have a wonderful conversation. Karen arrives and I ask her to give us 1/2 hour. She does. When she returns I introduce her to Caryn, the chaplain. (catch the coincidence of the same name?) Just then, Mary K arrived. The 4 of us have a wonderful chat. The Chaplain leaves, Karen and Mary leave me resting after visiting and doing Reiki.
[ side story here: - Karen had brought me flowers. During the Reiki session, I had the thought to ask her if she would take the flowers home and enjoy them for me. Telling me about them. She agreed. It felt like it would be a wonderful healing experience for both of us. It has proven to be just that, far beyond my wildest dreams could ever have imagined - story coming soon ]
- a Social Worker visits - she doesn't "get" me but seems to begin to understand.
- nurse tells me Dr. has scheduled Colonoscopy / Endoscopy and I drink 2 bottles of Citro Mag
Wed. Jan 13/10
- told Ralph to have another day off.
- phoned mom in Calgary and had a wonderful conversation. She wished us a Happy Anniversary - I had totally forgotten.
- I phoned Ralph back and wished him Happy Anniversary.
- Dr. that saw me at emergency dep't Monday, came in and examined me. I ask him about other issues. He sent me for an Ultra Sound on my right leg to check for blood clot. He was treating the "Whole" me. Collecting all the pieces of the puzzle before assembling the picture. I was impressed.
- Gastroenterologist comes by for info. Turns out that Dr Carr, who was doctor that I went to for scopes, was her mentor. (I knew he had retired, and she told me he had since died)
Thur. Jan 14/10
- 7 a.m., I was taken down to get Colonoscopy / Endoscopy.
- Ralph visits. 3 doctors on the team, visit us. Not sure why???
[ NOTE: - been on 'clear fluid' diet at Richmond Hospital and VGH (except NOthing Monday)
- supper tray arrives and is Regular Diet
Fri. Jan 15/10
- Dr. visits this morning. He asks if I can agree to his plan. No surgery, discharge me with tests and doctor appointments set up for me, all that can be done with me at home. I agree. He says he will be back. Even asks if I am okay with his choices of doctors.
- Karen L phones to ask if Shelina and her can come visit. I tell her about Dr. visit and she offers to drive me home. I accept, then phone back asking if she could bring me some clothes from her closet as I didn't have anything with me. She arrived with a duffle bag full of choices. We have a great visit with lots of healing.
- I had a change of mind about one of the outside doctor choices and tell the nurse / she pages Dr. but no reply. I am showing Shelina and Karen some of the pictures in the hallways, and who walks by, but the Dr. I tell him I would like to use the Richmond surgeon that had looked after me at emergency. Then just as we are passing the nurses station, I hear the nurse starting to tell the Dr. about the change / I am able to tell her I had already talked to the Dr. Talk about timing....
[ NOTE: - Rmd. Dr. was also the doctor that looked after me in 2004 re: breast cancer ]
- Lunch comes and goes, no word yet. Shelina and Karen go to get some lunch. The nurse comes in to tell me I am being discharged and goes over the paperwork. I get dressed and pack up my things. When Karen and Shelina return, I am ready and waiting.
- the entire time I have been phoning Ralph, leaving messages on answering machine. I phoned neighbours to make sure I had someplace to go (no purse, money, keys)
[ NOTE: - 4th day - no need to renew TV / Phone rental. ]
- 5 p.m. - Ralph got home 5 minutes before Karen and I did. What a beautiful sight he was when the elevator doors opened. He had been at the mechanics all day getting the van doctored. I changed and gave Karen here clothes back.
I was home, and as I had said to Karen on the drive home... It just felt like we had been out for the day. Later that night, Ralph says - "I just had a dream that you have been in the hospital."
[ I reminded Karen that she had driven me home back in 1992 - but that is another story ]
And that is how it was.
Lovingly Lynn
Saturday, January 23, 2010
TUCKED INTO THE MORNING
TUCKED INTO THE MORNING
This is still about what I thought I would be writing about in the “Breaking Out” story.
There was an email exchange with Shelina and Karen. We were trying to firm up plans for next Wed. Tossing idea’s back and forth all the while knowing that maybe being in this NOW moment mode we are holding onto may have a completely different divine GOD plan when the manmade time comes. I noticed as I flipped into my “orchestrating role” and laughed at myself, as I chose to step aside and let be. And the magic happens, as I read the latest Shelina email – she suggests the most perfect sounding idea’s including meeting for dinner at Neighbour’s Restaurant for dinner. I haven’t been there for years and have always wanted to go back there. One of my many wishes will be fulfilled. And, guess what? A much better game plan than I would have come up with. I am beginning to realize and see how limiting my orchestrating controlling efforts have been.
Like, the many ah ha’s that came to light as I listened to the Sylvia Browne CD.
After yet another trip to the powder room to pee, I came back to this just as another picture of Ralph is on the screen. And then a baby picture of grandson, Nathan and the magic of being in the right place at the right moment continues.
Timeline of thoughts that I followed here, to fill in the blanks:
- 12:40 p.m., as I was writing Breaking Out, had the thought to check what was on TV.
Movie Crocldile Dundee at 1:00.
- 1:00 had to take potty break, noticed it was movie time.
- walked away from this entry / decided to make something to eat.
- making an omelet, phone rings – it is Karen, perfect timing in my omelet cooking process. She is probably wondering why the call was so short. My omelet needed turning over. LOL
- I have lost count on how many pee trips I have had. All putting me in the perfect timing moment to see just the right healing image on the computer screen. We have a hodge podge of a mixture of all kinds of photos on the slide show. Some that normally would be deleted as mistakes in most people’s lives.
So where was I, I wonder.
As I was listening to the Sylvia Browne CD, the events of my past floated to the surface and all made sense. Like the time when (can’t remember what the thought was that I had had back then, just know that I had had it, and that it was profound)
LOL! In the moment I was drawn back to the TV movie… And there was a serendipity moment unfolding…. Mic and his son Mikey, were talking to a man sitting in the park asking what he was doing. The man was meditating and taught them. Breathe in the positivity, breathe out the negative. The guys name was Mike.
Guess I was meant to forget what I wanted to write about so that I would see the magic moment of the TV movie.
Maybe the original story is lost for now.
Loving written by Lynn K. Jan 23/10
This is still about what I thought I would be writing about in the “Breaking Out” story.
There was an email exchange with Shelina and Karen. We were trying to firm up plans for next Wed. Tossing idea’s back and forth all the while knowing that maybe being in this NOW moment mode we are holding onto may have a completely different divine GOD plan when the manmade time comes. I noticed as I flipped into my “orchestrating role” and laughed at myself, as I chose to step aside and let be. And the magic happens, as I read the latest Shelina email – she suggests the most perfect sounding idea’s including meeting for dinner at Neighbour’s Restaurant for dinner. I haven’t been there for years and have always wanted to go back there. One of my many wishes will be fulfilled. And, guess what? A much better game plan than I would have come up with. I am beginning to realize and see how limiting my orchestrating controlling efforts have been.
Like, the many ah ha’s that came to light as I listened to the Sylvia Browne CD.
After yet another trip to the powder room to pee, I came back to this just as another picture of Ralph is on the screen. And then a baby picture of grandson, Nathan and the magic of being in the right place at the right moment continues.
Timeline of thoughts that I followed here, to fill in the blanks:
- 12:40 p.m., as I was writing Breaking Out, had the thought to check what was on TV.
Movie Crocldile Dundee at 1:00.
- 1:00 had to take potty break, noticed it was movie time.
- walked away from this entry / decided to make something to eat.
- making an omelet, phone rings – it is Karen, perfect timing in my omelet cooking process. She is probably wondering why the call was so short. My omelet needed turning over. LOL
- I have lost count on how many pee trips I have had. All putting me in the perfect timing moment to see just the right healing image on the computer screen. We have a hodge podge of a mixture of all kinds of photos on the slide show. Some that normally would be deleted as mistakes in most people’s lives.
So where was I, I wonder.
As I was listening to the Sylvia Browne CD, the events of my past floated to the surface and all made sense. Like the time when (can’t remember what the thought was that I had had back then, just know that I had had it, and that it was profound)
LOL! In the moment I was drawn back to the TV movie… And there was a serendipity moment unfolding…. Mic and his son Mikey, were talking to a man sitting in the park asking what he was doing. The man was meditating and taught them. Breathe in the positivity, breathe out the negative. The guys name was Mike.
Guess I was meant to forget what I wanted to write about so that I would see the magic moment of the TV movie.
Maybe the original story is lost for now.
Loving written by Lynn K. Jan 23/10
BREAKING OUT
BREAKING OUT
What a magical morning of unfolding. A morning of choices. Choosing to stay home instead of going to the HAM radio coffee gathering with Ralph this morning. Thinking of getting some laundry done. Hasn’t happened yet, as I write these words.
Here is yet another account of my life unfolding.
Ralph was obviously in need of some ‘he’ time without me. And truth be told, he was wearing thin on me and I was more than happy to let him head off on his own this morning.
I was online catching up with the Gary blogspot entries. Switching back and forth between tabs between Gary’s New Life and hotmail where I was writing my comments to him on an email. Very powerful healing going on for me. So much laughter and various insights into my own journey. Finally caught up and email sent. Now what I wonder!
Ah! I feel like setting myself up on the couch and maybe some TV. Mmmhh! Nothing of interest on. AH HA!!! I will listen to the Sylvia Browne CD I had playing in the background while on the computer – “Tools For Life” and really listen to it / give it my full attention. WOW!!! The imagery and healing. If only I could paint, draw…. I also listened to details and opened my eyes and had a drink of water when the thought to do so appeared.
Then, before it is finished I have the thought to get up. Immediately my left brain logic kicks in and says, no wait till the end. Then my body wants to go pee. I catch the moment and decide to follow the first instinct thought and get up. Listening to my body when it speaks is something I am doing more and more these days.
My journey takes me for the bathroom break. This story is blossoming in my head. The title is revealed. And here I am.
On the way I followed the thoughts – go down the hall to Wilma’s and get the newspaper (we are looking after her mail / paper for a few days). Still catching those fleeting thoughts, I got another glass of water and made some tea. Then I felt the need to pee again, and challenged myself with the logical thought that I had just pee’d and didn’t need to go. My body begged to differ and off I toddled to the bathroom again. Surprise, I did have to go. LOL. Then I was lead to turning on the Sylvia Browne CD again and wondered if I was now into controlling and making everything just right perfect – then the answer was revealed as I came back to the computer to write. Yesterday Ralph changed the desk top, we now have a family Christmas picture in our Olympic mittens and Canada blanket on display, instead of the blue screen and a wonderful slide show of other pictures as a screen saver. And there he was, my wonderful Ralph, a beautiful picture of him on the screen at just that exact moment. Perfect timing. I am in the right place at the right moment, moment by moment.
Lovingly Lynn k Jan 23/10
What a magical morning of unfolding. A morning of choices. Choosing to stay home instead of going to the HAM radio coffee gathering with Ralph this morning. Thinking of getting some laundry done. Hasn’t happened yet, as I write these words.
Here is yet another account of my life unfolding.
Ralph was obviously in need of some ‘he’ time without me. And truth be told, he was wearing thin on me and I was more than happy to let him head off on his own this morning.
I was online catching up with the Gary blogspot entries. Switching back and forth between tabs between Gary’s New Life and hotmail where I was writing my comments to him on an email. Very powerful healing going on for me. So much laughter and various insights into my own journey. Finally caught up and email sent. Now what I wonder!
Ah! I feel like setting myself up on the couch and maybe some TV. Mmmhh! Nothing of interest on. AH HA!!! I will listen to the Sylvia Browne CD I had playing in the background while on the computer – “Tools For Life” and really listen to it / give it my full attention. WOW!!! The imagery and healing. If only I could paint, draw…. I also listened to details and opened my eyes and had a drink of water when the thought to do so appeared.
Then, before it is finished I have the thought to get up. Immediately my left brain logic kicks in and says, no wait till the end. Then my body wants to go pee. I catch the moment and decide to follow the first instinct thought and get up. Listening to my body when it speaks is something I am doing more and more these days.
My journey takes me for the bathroom break. This story is blossoming in my head. The title is revealed. And here I am.
On the way I followed the thoughts – go down the hall to Wilma’s and get the newspaper (we are looking after her mail / paper for a few days). Still catching those fleeting thoughts, I got another glass of water and made some tea. Then I felt the need to pee again, and challenged myself with the logical thought that I had just pee’d and didn’t need to go. My body begged to differ and off I toddled to the bathroom again. Surprise, I did have to go. LOL. Then I was lead to turning on the Sylvia Browne CD again and wondered if I was now into controlling and making everything just right perfect – then the answer was revealed as I came back to the computer to write. Yesterday Ralph changed the desk top, we now have a family Christmas picture in our Olympic mittens and Canada blanket on display, instead of the blue screen and a wonderful slide show of other pictures as a screen saver. And there he was, my wonderful Ralph, a beautiful picture of him on the screen at just that exact moment. Perfect timing. I am in the right place at the right moment, moment by moment.
Lovingly Lynn k Jan 23/10
Thursday, January 21, 2010
A Day At VGH
A DAY AT VGH
This is an account of yet another day during my magical hospital stay.
First, let me digress as I set the scene. I was transferred to VGH on Monday, Jan 11th after spending 5 days at the Richmond Hospital waiting for a bed at VGH. As I sat with Ralph in VGH emergency waiting room during the transferring process with a number written on a piece of paper above my head – it was busy in that moment. A patient escort came to take me for an X-ray. Coming back I walked back with an escort that was taking a patient on a gurney back to the emergency dep’t, saving her a trip. The timing was perfect, as another escort was looking for me to take me up to my room.
I settled in at the exact bed I would have picked if I had had my choice, I might add. The nurse had said she thought that the TV / phone hook up guy had already left for the day – and yet he magically appeared. Not knowing how long I would be there, we decided to pay for 4 days. And guess what, that was exactly what we needed as I was released on the Friday.
Ralph left for home to send out emails that I had been transferred. It is now Monday evening and the nurse tells me they are coming to take me for a CT Scan. (Another story in itself) Once there, I learn that the CT machine is brand new, state of the art, in use for the 1st time that day. Guess that answered the question “Why I waited at Rmd for so long”. The Universe knew what it was doing. I sent up a prayer of thanks.
Restless night, up and down to the bathroom, hard to return to sleep – the Soc story saves the day and giggling, I fall asleep again.
I have given Ralph the Tuesday off. He stays home to rest. (again another story in itself, as his day is one of struggling to hook up the new Shaw box that will give us 30 more channels for just $2.95/month – long story short, he has packed the thing up and is sending it back. As well as, phoning around to find a rebuilt Carb for the van, preparing for that evenings monthly Strata Council meeting, and doing a huge decluttering clean up of our apartment.
So, Tuesday comes and goes. I think that was the day that sister in law Lorrie visited at the same time Mary C. from the Relaxation group. That night even thinking of the Socks didn’t get me back to sleep. Lists of thoughts filled my head. Decided to get up and write things down. I went out to the nurses desk about 5 a.m. to ask for some paper. Ended up talking to the nurse about things I wanted the doctor to know. She said she would make a note on my chart. She heard and got me. I felt understood. Later that morning a Chaplain from the Spiritual Services dep’t arrived saying that the doctor had asked her to visit. We had a wonderful long conversation. She too ‘got’ me and we really made a connection. Karen had peeked in during this visit and I had asked her, if she could come back in a little bit. She could and did, just as the Chaplain and I were nearing the end of our visit. Then Mary K arrived. I introduced them to Caryn (notice same name as Karen, just spelled different – coincidence?) The 4 of us had a wonderful conversation. Caryn left, and after a short visit, Karen and Mary said their goodbyes before giving me a session of Reiki.
An aside here – Karen had brought a bouquet of flowers that is a magical story in itself.
Obviously more stories to come.
Love Lynn k
Jan 21/10
This is an account of yet another day during my magical hospital stay.
First, let me digress as I set the scene. I was transferred to VGH on Monday, Jan 11th after spending 5 days at the Richmond Hospital waiting for a bed at VGH. As I sat with Ralph in VGH emergency waiting room during the transferring process with a number written on a piece of paper above my head – it was busy in that moment. A patient escort came to take me for an X-ray. Coming back I walked back with an escort that was taking a patient on a gurney back to the emergency dep’t, saving her a trip. The timing was perfect, as another escort was looking for me to take me up to my room.
I settled in at the exact bed I would have picked if I had had my choice, I might add. The nurse had said she thought that the TV / phone hook up guy had already left for the day – and yet he magically appeared. Not knowing how long I would be there, we decided to pay for 4 days. And guess what, that was exactly what we needed as I was released on the Friday.
Ralph left for home to send out emails that I had been transferred. It is now Monday evening and the nurse tells me they are coming to take me for a CT Scan. (Another story in itself) Once there, I learn that the CT machine is brand new, state of the art, in use for the 1st time that day. Guess that answered the question “Why I waited at Rmd for so long”. The Universe knew what it was doing. I sent up a prayer of thanks.
Restless night, up and down to the bathroom, hard to return to sleep – the Soc story saves the day and giggling, I fall asleep again.
I have given Ralph the Tuesday off. He stays home to rest. (again another story in itself, as his day is one of struggling to hook up the new Shaw box that will give us 30 more channels for just $2.95/month – long story short, he has packed the thing up and is sending it back. As well as, phoning around to find a rebuilt Carb for the van, preparing for that evenings monthly Strata Council meeting, and doing a huge decluttering clean up of our apartment.
So, Tuesday comes and goes. I think that was the day that sister in law Lorrie visited at the same time Mary C. from the Relaxation group. That night even thinking of the Socks didn’t get me back to sleep. Lists of thoughts filled my head. Decided to get up and write things down. I went out to the nurses desk about 5 a.m. to ask for some paper. Ended up talking to the nurse about things I wanted the doctor to know. She said she would make a note on my chart. She heard and got me. I felt understood. Later that morning a Chaplain from the Spiritual Services dep’t arrived saying that the doctor had asked her to visit. We had a wonderful long conversation. She too ‘got’ me and we really made a connection. Karen had peeked in during this visit and I had asked her, if she could come back in a little bit. She could and did, just as the Chaplain and I were nearing the end of our visit. Then Mary K arrived. I introduced them to Caryn (notice same name as Karen, just spelled different – coincidence?) The 4 of us had a wonderful conversation. Caryn left, and after a short visit, Karen and Mary said their goodbyes before giving me a session of Reiki.
An aside here – Karen had brought a bouquet of flowers that is a magical story in itself.
Obviously more stories to come.
Love Lynn k
Jan 21/10
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
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Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Minoru Srs Ctr Wellness Clinic and Beyond
Still in that mode of observing and being in the flow as I allow the universe (God) to continue with my magical journey of divine timing full of coincidences. I settle into a nights sleep with no need to set an alarm clock. Morning comes as the phone ringing gently nudges me awake. Uncle David is a breath of sunshine starting our day with lots of laughter totally unaware that we are still in bed. It is 8 a.m. I notice, perfect timing.
I eventually head off on my bicycle to the monthly Wellness Clinic at the Minoru Srs Ctr here in Richmond. I trust that whatever time I get there will be the right time. I was right, the magic continues. Here is an account of the day that magically unfolded for me. Forgive me if I have left anyone out, and feel free to refresh my memory.
First there is Charlie who I thank for their lovely emails of support. And then his wife, Joan, with her beaming face as she sees me, making me feel so valued and cherished.
I sign up to get my blood pressure taken and am ushered in to the next available nurse which just happens to magically be Roz. We have an incredible magical conversation of sharing. She tells me about a U – Tube site to watch, Yiddish Mama by Sophie Tucker.
I choose not to book a session with one of the practitioners, and to just open to and be satisfied with whatever came my way. Staying in the NOW moment and stepping aside and letting go of the need to orchestrate my life and everyone else’s life has served me well these last 2 weeks. Noticing myself slip into old habits as the universe tests me brings me great joy and laughter.
Dorothy calls me over and asks me to turn the dripping water tap off that was beginning to be like Chinese Water Torture. I do and then sit down for a chat. She asks what was on the cafeteria menu today and I go to find out. As I am writing this, I am noticing that my conversation exchange with her was different. Amazing how things shift when I don’t go into an exchange with an agenda.
Gary says he was looking for me, as he had a cancellation. He offers to do a short reflexology session. I notice myself purring as I relax in his chair. His next client arrives and I choose to go sit quietly in a chair in the corner. The imagery and healing continues. As I resurface from my meditation, Hashem offers his chair massage. Joan’s voice filters through at just the appropriate moment in my journey as she says, “in the right church just in the wrong pew. Is everybody happy now?” I am in Heaven and Hashem leaves me there when he is finished. Things shift, my breathing pattern makes changes. And just as I begin to stretch and sit up, his wife, Miriam returns. I get my chance to tell her about a part of last Fridays events that involved her. We share, in minutes, mountains are moved. The healing for both of us continues. She gives me a friend’s name and phone number that she wants me to phone. And she asks if she can give my name and phone number to another friend. Of course I say yes.
I have been transformed. My bike ride home is a testament to that. I no longer encounter drivers that I want to teach how to drive. I notice the birds and the clouds. It feels like I have been reborn.
Once home, Ralph gives me a phone message – it is the same person that Miriam had asked me to phone. I have no need to push myself to return the call. No need to jump into my own timing, instead open to trusting Gods timing.
The mechanic phones to let Ralph know the Van is ready. Off he goes to catch the bus to Ironwood to pick up the van. (Side story here – just as he was going to the bus stop, a lady from the building stopped and asked him where he was going. She ended up driving him to the mechanic’s)
I was ready to phone Meorah. She told me about her daughter in Calgary ( I was born and raised in Calgary) and the book her daughter wrote called “Thank You for Leaving Me” about her life’s healing journey. She got my email address and has sent me the website information.
I go to the pile of CD’s, trusting that I will be guided to pulling out just the right one. WOW, Tools For Life by Sylvia Browne, talking about all the things I am experiencing in my life.
Checking my emails, there is one from Terry – the story of the geese flying in formation / there is a link to U-Tube and I watch it. Then I decide to watch the next U-Tube on the list, a 10 minute film that is beautiful. AHHHH! Here I am at U-Tube, so I search for the Yiddish Mama video and watch it.
An email has come in from Meorah. I forward it to the email list with an update about myself. I put on the CD again. Finishing up with the email, I decide to download a hidden object game. I make myself an omelet and settle in to watch TV.
Ralph arrived home, with stories to tell. (Aside story here – As I was writing this paragraph, I caught myself saying <> So I turned around and told Ralph that I had to apologize and told him what just happened. We howled with laughter.
And that is how my day unfolded.
Lovingly written by Lynn K
Minoru Srs Ctr Wellness Clinic and Beyond
Still in that mode of observing and being in the flow as I allow the universe (God) to continue with my magical journey of divine timing full of coincidences. I settle into a nights sleep with no need to set an alarm clock. Morning comes as the phone ringing gently nudges me awake. Uncle David is a breath of sunshine starting our day with lots of laughter totally unaware that we are still in bed. It is 8 a.m. I notice, perfect timing.
I eventually head off on my bicycle to the monthly Wellness Clinic at the Minoru Srs Ctr here in Richmond. I trust that whatever time I get there will be the right time. I was right, the magic continues. Here is an account of the day that magically unfolded for me. Forgive me if I have left anyone out, and feel free to refresh my memory.
First there is Charlie who I thank for their lovely emails of support. And then his wife, Joan, with her beaming face as she sees me, making me feel so valued and cherished.
I sign up to get my blood pressure taken and am ushered in to the next available nurse which just happens to magically be Roz. We have an incredible magical conversation of sharing. She tells me about a U – Tube site to watch, Yiddish Mama by Sophie Tucker.
I choose not to book a session with one of the practitioners, and to just open to and be satisfied with whatever came my way. Staying in the NOW moment and stepping aside and letting go of the need to orchestrate my life and everyone else’s life has served me well these last 2 weeks. Noticing myself slip into old habits as the universe tests me brings me great joy and laughter.
Dorothy calls me over and asks me to turn the dripping water tap off that was beginning to be like Chinese Water Torture. I do and then sit down for a chat. She asks what was on the cafeteria menu today and I go to find out. As I am writing this, I am noticing that my conversation exchange with her was different. Amazing how things shift when I don’t go into an exchange with an agenda.
Gary says he was looking for me, as he had a cancellation. He offers to do a short reflexology session. I notice myself purring as I relax in his chair. His next client arrives and I choose to go sit quietly in a chair in the corner. The imagery and healing continues. As I resurface from my meditation, Hashem offers his chair massage. Joan’s voice filters through at just the appropriate moment in my journey as she says, “in the right church just in the wrong pew. Is everybody happy now?” I am in Heaven and Hashem leaves me there when he is finished. Things shift, my breathing pattern makes changes. And just as I begin to stretch and sit up, his wife, Miriam returns. I get my chance to tell her about a part of last Fridays events that involved her. We share, in minutes, mountains are moved. The healing for both of us continues. She gives me a friend’s name and phone number that she wants me to phone. And she asks if she can give my name and phone number to another friend. Of course I say yes.
I have been transformed. My bike ride home is a testament to that. I no longer encounter drivers that I want to teach how to drive. I notice the birds and the clouds. It feels like I have been reborn.
Once home, Ralph gives me a phone message – it is the same person that Miriam had asked me to phone. I have no need to push myself to return the call. No need to jump into my own timing, instead open to trusting Gods timing.
The mechanic phones to let Ralph know the Van is ready. Off he goes to catch the bus to Ironwood to pick up the van. (Side story here – just as he was going to the bus stop, a lady from the building stopped and asked him where he was going. She ended up driving him to the mechanic’s)
I was ready to phone Meorah. She told me about her daughter in Calgary ( I was born and raised in Calgary) and the book her daughter wrote called “Thank You for Leaving Me” about her life’s healing journey. She got my email address and has sent me the website information.
I go to the pile of CD’s, trusting that I will be guided to pulling out just the right one. WOW, Tools For Life by Sylvia Browne, talking about all the things I am experiencing in my life.
Checking my emails, there is one from Terry – the story of the geese flying in formation / there is a link to U-Tube and I watch it. Then I decide to watch the next U-Tube on the list, a 10 minute film that is beautiful. AHHHH! Here I am at U-Tube, so I search for the Yiddish Mama video and watch it.
An email has come in from Meorah. I forward it to the email list with an update about myself. I put on the CD again. Finishing up with the email, I decide to download a hidden object game. I make myself an omelet and settle in to watch TV.
Ralph arrived home, with stories to tell. (Aside story here – As I was writing this paragraph, I caught myself saying <> So I turned around and told Ralph that I had to apologize and told him what just happened. We howled with laughter.
And that is how my day unfolded.
Lovingly written by Lynn K
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
1 down 3 to go
1 DOWN, 3 TO GO
Backing up to the morning of last Friday, Jan. 15/10, when the VGH doctor that was taking such good care of me, came in and told me his plan for me and asked me if I was okay with it and if I would follow it. His plan was that he would discharge me after setting up further tests and appointments in the community for me, if I promised him I would go. His words were, “I am treating you like I would treat a member of my own family”. I thanked him and he gave me a big hug.
Get the picture!
I felt connected and totally on the right path, and my decision was an easy one, I agreed. My journey of incredible coincidental divine timing God moments continued.
He had asked about the doctors he was lining up and checked if I wanted them. Long story short here – I ended up changing my mind and requested using the surgeon in Richmond that had been the doctor that had transferred me to VGH to begin with. We were very grateful for the Rmd doctor’s part in the whole picture and wanted to be able to thank him again. The team and plan assembled, I was discharged (a story of magic itself – coming soon I hope – OR maybe Shelina and Karen can write that one from their perspective)
Yesterday was the 1st of the appointments. It was with the Rmd surgeon. Backing up again – I realized when he attended to me at Rmd emerg, that he was the doctor that had done the 2004 breast biopsy that lead me on the breast cancer journey. He had wanted to do a mastectomy / I asked to be referred to the Vancouver Cancer Clinic for a second opinion. Long story short – I accepted the chemotherapy treatments and rejected the surgery and radiation.
The Rmd surgeons role was to follow up on the breasts part of the jig saw puzzle. Good news, he said he could not feel anything in my lymph nodes or breasts.
The appointment went a bit off track – and I realized afterwards that we had not thanked him after all. I am realizing this morning that I am wanting to find a way to see him again to get back on track and get a chance to thank him. Woke up having conversation with him. Realizing now in this writing moment – whoops, nope – I don’t want to create a physical reason to go back and see him. Have to find a different way. Cancel, cancel / love, love. Whew – nice catch, God – I even asked him outloud if I was supposed to come back after the scheduled mammogram test. GOD.
Anyway, noticed that I had stepped out of the magical place and had slipped back to controlling and orchestrating. That frustrating place of being misunderstood. As I was in the moment at that doctors appointment it was obvious that he had some misconception as he lectured me and told me that I needed to follow up with the VGH doctor etc. I guess he hadn’t met the NEW and improved me and thought I was still the same old me that orchestrated events instead of stepping into that place of faith and letting go and letting God.
I am making healthy choices even in this moment. Noticing that I think about going back and reading this to make sure it is perfect and correct and says what I think I am saying. Making sense. Grammically and spelloing correct. :>) And so relieved that that is no longetr a powerful uncontrollable hard to resist thing anymore as you can probably notice. (there would be a lot more spelling errors here if words would sotp automatically correcting as I type LOL)
So, cancel cancel the thought of the upcoming mamamagram test showing something that would send me back to him. There are ofther ways to thank the man.
That’s it for now.
Jan 18/10 by Lynn k
Backing up to the morning of last Friday, Jan. 15/10, when the VGH doctor that was taking such good care of me, came in and told me his plan for me and asked me if I was okay with it and if I would follow it. His plan was that he would discharge me after setting up further tests and appointments in the community for me, if I promised him I would go. His words were, “I am treating you like I would treat a member of my own family”. I thanked him and he gave me a big hug.
Get the picture!
I felt connected and totally on the right path, and my decision was an easy one, I agreed. My journey of incredible coincidental divine timing God moments continued.
He had asked about the doctors he was lining up and checked if I wanted them. Long story short here – I ended up changing my mind and requested using the surgeon in Richmond that had been the doctor that had transferred me to VGH to begin with. We were very grateful for the Rmd doctor’s part in the whole picture and wanted to be able to thank him again. The team and plan assembled, I was discharged (a story of magic itself – coming soon I hope – OR maybe Shelina and Karen can write that one from their perspective)
Yesterday was the 1st of the appointments. It was with the Rmd surgeon. Backing up again – I realized when he attended to me at Rmd emerg, that he was the doctor that had done the 2004 breast biopsy that lead me on the breast cancer journey. He had wanted to do a mastectomy / I asked to be referred to the Vancouver Cancer Clinic for a second opinion. Long story short – I accepted the chemotherapy treatments and rejected the surgery and radiation.
The Rmd surgeons role was to follow up on the breasts part of the jig saw puzzle. Good news, he said he could not feel anything in my lymph nodes or breasts.
The appointment went a bit off track – and I realized afterwards that we had not thanked him after all. I am realizing this morning that I am wanting to find a way to see him again to get back on track and get a chance to thank him. Woke up having conversation with him. Realizing now in this writing moment – whoops, nope – I don’t want to create a physical reason to go back and see him. Have to find a different way. Cancel, cancel / love, love. Whew – nice catch, God – I even asked him outloud if I was supposed to come back after the scheduled mammogram test. GOD.
Anyway, noticed that I had stepped out of the magical place and had slipped back to controlling and orchestrating. That frustrating place of being misunderstood. As I was in the moment at that doctors appointment it was obvious that he had some misconception as he lectured me and told me that I needed to follow up with the VGH doctor etc. I guess he hadn’t met the NEW and improved me and thought I was still the same old me that orchestrated events instead of stepping into that place of faith and letting go and letting God.
I am making healthy choices even in this moment. Noticing that I think about going back and reading this to make sure it is perfect and correct and says what I think I am saying. Making sense. Grammically and spelloing correct. :>) And so relieved that that is no longetr a powerful uncontrollable hard to resist thing anymore as you can probably notice. (there would be a lot more spelling errors here if words would sotp automatically correcting as I type LOL)
So, cancel cancel the thought of the upcoming mamamagram test showing something that would send me back to him. There are ofther ways to thank the man.
That’s it for now.
Jan 18/10 by Lynn k
Sunday, January 17, 2010
SOC STORY
SOC STORY
The saga continues still…
In the beginning, an angel visits, bringing me gifts. I immediately put on the new pair of socks. My stay in the hospital is magically transformed.
We walk down the hall to the Sacred Space room for a visit. I go with her down the elevator and to the exit door to say our goodbyes. On the way back to my room I notice pieces of black fluff on the floor. I look down at my feet to see fluff building up and falling out of the holes in my sandals. I bend down and pick up the fluff balls on my return journey.
I am delighted and continue to wander the halls picking up fluff balls, while still wearing my new socks. I feel like Hansel and Gretel in fairy tale land marking my path or finding my way home.
I chose to keep my socks on as I crawl into bed to listen to a tape. WOW, what fun when I get up again. The sheets are just covered with fluff as I had hoped they would be. I am feeling so connected and close to my gift bearing angel, like I was wrapped up in her love. I share my story with my nurse and choose to keep the sheets when the nurse offers to change them.
That night as I was getting ready for bed, it was time to take off the socks. My feet were black with fluff built up between my toes. Laughing all the while, I cleaned the fluff from my feet and sandals. One last trip around the halls without my new socks on, to gather the last of the fluff balls.
Crawling into bed that night was like being wrapped up all cuddly. What a wonderful day. I fell asleep easily with a smile on my face and a peaceful feeling of totally being taken care of.
Next morning I shared my sock story with visitors that had been staying by their mother’s bedside and they both said, “I saw the black fluff balls”. We all laughed and I think the sock story helped them too.
The next sleep was restless and full of thoughts. Thoughts of the socks came to the rescue, and giggling I easily drifted off to sleep again.
I phoned and told my gift bearing angel the story of the socks.
The saga continued and expanded. When thinking of the socks didn’t quite manage to quell the thoughts, then thinking of wearing them on my mom’s carpets did the trick.
I got transferred to another hospital. The beginning of another restless night, and then, poof, like magic, thoughts of the cleaners stripping my bedding with all the black fluff had me giggling and again filled with love. I easily drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face. The magic of the socks was transferred with me.
It has been a wonderful story to tell my family and friends. My memory of being in the hospital will be about the sock story. The healing power of the socks lives on.
Lovingly written by Lynn Keeling
Jan, 2010
P.S. My angel gift giver wants you to know that she did not get the socks from a sales bin. :>)
The saga continues still…
In the beginning, an angel visits, bringing me gifts. I immediately put on the new pair of socks. My stay in the hospital is magically transformed.
We walk down the hall to the Sacred Space room for a visit. I go with her down the elevator and to the exit door to say our goodbyes. On the way back to my room I notice pieces of black fluff on the floor. I look down at my feet to see fluff building up and falling out of the holes in my sandals. I bend down and pick up the fluff balls on my return journey.
I am delighted and continue to wander the halls picking up fluff balls, while still wearing my new socks. I feel like Hansel and Gretel in fairy tale land marking my path or finding my way home.
I chose to keep my socks on as I crawl into bed to listen to a tape. WOW, what fun when I get up again. The sheets are just covered with fluff as I had hoped they would be. I am feeling so connected and close to my gift bearing angel, like I was wrapped up in her love. I share my story with my nurse and choose to keep the sheets when the nurse offers to change them.
That night as I was getting ready for bed, it was time to take off the socks. My feet were black with fluff built up between my toes. Laughing all the while, I cleaned the fluff from my feet and sandals. One last trip around the halls without my new socks on, to gather the last of the fluff balls.
Crawling into bed that night was like being wrapped up all cuddly. What a wonderful day. I fell asleep easily with a smile on my face and a peaceful feeling of totally being taken care of.
Next morning I shared my sock story with visitors that had been staying by their mother’s bedside and they both said, “I saw the black fluff balls”. We all laughed and I think the sock story helped them too.
The next sleep was restless and full of thoughts. Thoughts of the socks came to the rescue, and giggling I easily drifted off to sleep again.
I phoned and told my gift bearing angel the story of the socks.
The saga continued and expanded. When thinking of the socks didn’t quite manage to quell the thoughts, then thinking of wearing them on my mom’s carpets did the trick.
I got transferred to another hospital. The beginning of another restless night, and then, poof, like magic, thoughts of the cleaners stripping my bedding with all the black fluff had me giggling and again filled with love. I easily drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face. The magic of the socks was transferred with me.
It has been a wonderful story to tell my family and friends. My memory of being in the hospital will be about the sock story. The healing power of the socks lives on.
Lovingly written by Lynn Keeling
Jan, 2010
P.S. My angel gift giver wants you to know that she did not get the socks from a sales bin. :>)
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