La vie EST belle!

195_21715380229_2529_nCroyez-vous à la renaissance ou « rebirth »? Croyez-vous à changer un état d’esprit « mindset » … juste un peu? Alors, moi, oui !   Et, je trouve que cela peut effectivement se manifester … et  ce n’est pas  toujours nécessaire d’avoir subis des heures et des heures de thérapie ou de lire 10,001 articles psychologiques,  ni  avoir suivis des cours ou avoir lu des livres « psychopop » … “il suffit  une ouverture”.  Ouf ! que c’est vraiment simplifier cette notion…mais bon.    Fondamentalement, tout ce qu’il faut est un esprit ouvert … qui peut transformer  les choses  en toute beauté dans votre vie.

Les sceptiques ont probablement cessé de me lire et sont mis à lire le blogue suivant.  C’est bien correct !   le bon « timing » est essentielle pour en être vraiment là.   Avoir une ouverture d’esprit n’est pas un état fait à volonté.   Le moment propice doit en être là…c’est ce que je crois en tous les cas.

Je l’ai dit de nombreuses fois  que les relations interpersonnelles qu’importe la durée  {attendre en ligne dans une banque ou  un trajet en autobus …) les rencontres à l`imprévues et les interactions avec quelqu’un PEUVENT AVOIR un impact énorme sur vous. Certaines de ces interactions au hasard  peuvent vous faire réfléchir pendant des jours et des jours. Certains peuvent éveiller une idée profonde  qui était caché pendant longtemps et qui ne faisant aucun sens il y a  101 mois ;   mais maintenant  cette pensée semble couler si bien . «Ouais», vous  vous dites, « Qu’est-il arrivé à mon vouloir  de ……….?  Wow ! J’ai gardé ça mûrir en dedans de moi tout ce temps! »

Alors qu’est-ce qui s’est réellement passé? Une idée, une pensée une réflexion mijotée pendant des jours, des semaines, des mois et oui, parfois pendant  des années. Et quand cet esprit «s`ouvre» jusqu’au moment propice de l’interaction avec cet inconnu, cet enseignant,  cet ami, ce collègue, cette nouvelle connaissance , cette parenté … ou ce nouvel amoureux … bon, ça peut venir de n’importe où, mais si vous êtes à cette place (psychologique et physique)  cette personne qui fait un commentaire ou une remarque  peut déclencher et faire relever cette vieille pensée endormis depuis longtemps ;  elle va refaire surface et cette fois-si vous elle vous aurait un bon sens…ça va faire un «DÉCLIQUE » !

Si vous me suivez toujours,  accrocher avec suspense à savoir qu’est-ce qui était  cette pensée … euh,  je ne crois pas que cela a d’importance.   Il peut y avoir une perception de longue date que j’ai eue sur moi-même vis-à-vis  la vie en général ou d’un incident particulier. Il peut être une pensée que je pensais que j’en étais fini concernant quelques situations de mon passé,  mais que je faisais de petits commentaires à l’occasion qui me remettait en doute que ce fût vraiment réglé dans mon cœur.   Et ça me rendait encore « accrochée ».  Ensuite, une âme fascinante bourrée de sagesse dit quelques mots, et voilà !   Cette « vielle pensée »  secoue la poussière d`elle-même et remonte à la surface de votre conscience.

C’est ce qui m’est arrivé hier soir ou ce matin, en fait puisqu’il était dépassé minuit ET non, je ne suis pas transformée en citrouille !    Être un oiseau de nuit, je fais mes meilleures réflexions aux petites heures de la nuit.   On dirait que les toiles d’araignées disparaissent  de mon esprit et je peux voir et entendre mieux  avec clarté.   {Je ne sais pas si je m’explique clairement ça semble la manière que je le vois et je le sens pour cette expérience particulière}.

Je parlais d`une situation de mon passé en passant (mais pourtant, il ce n’est vraiment jamais des commentaires en passant, hein? Ces commentaires nonchalants passagers se soupirent par la suite avant de changer de sujet.   (Cela ressemble plus juste de prétendre que le gros éléphant n’est pas là et faire senblant que tout va bien.} Et puis, mon ami a fait un bref commentaire: «Mais c’est dans le passé ça, non?” BAM!  Ça m’a frappée!

Au début, je me suis sentie gênée parce que je déteste parler de vieux trucs qui ne peut pas être changé et me voici que je faisais justement ça…ouf !:(

D`une part je voulais  m’expliquer … une énorme partie de moi-même sentait de la honte et de la colère envers moi de ne pas être capable de me débrouiller mieux d’un problème . Oui, il y a des raisons pour laquelle je me suis immobilisée que je vivais des difficultés à gère ceci.  Cependant, la honte et le mépris que je ressentais envers moi  parce que j’ai senti depuis longtemps que je n’étais pas à la hauteur de mon plein potentiel.

J’étais en colère contre moi-même pour ne pas préserver plus  et  de ne pas céder aux défis de la vie que je faisais face.  Bien sûr que je savais tout cela intellectuellement, mais il ne s’est jamais lié avec mon cœur et mon âme pour faire le « Déclique ».  Pourtant, j’essaie d’expliquer ce phénomène à mes clients et que cela peut prendre beaucoup de temps à digérer des informations avant que ça, le lien se fasse.  Quand le lien se fait votre état d’esprit fait, un « reboot » (redémarrage) . C’est tout! Quand il y a un redémarrage, un nettoyage des trucs inutiles et toxiques se décompose… NICE!

Alors, me voici aujourd`hui baignant dans ce nouvel  état d’esprit et à imaginer le visage de cette bonne et cropped-girl-blue-larger.gifbelle personne n’ayant aucun jugement envers moi, et que de la compassion en faisant son petit réplique.  Et, cette fois-ci  le commentaire a vite fait le lien dans tout mon esprit.    Certains appellent ça un moment  «AHA » ou un moment d’éclaircissement.  Moi, je vois ça un peu comme un souffle qui a neutralisé cette attitude négative que j’ai lâché prise et je me suis libérer avec mon esprit ouvert … super!

© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, le 31 mars, 2013

Life IS beautiful!


195_21715380229_2529_nDo you believe in rebirth? Do you believe in changing that mindset…just a little?  I do and it actually can happen…and not always with hours and hours of therapy or 10,001 articles read, courses or self-help books…it just takes “openness”.  Oh boy, how oversimplified is that?!
But basically all it takes is an open mind…that can turn things beautiful in your life.

The skeptical are probably sneering at this and most have already gone on to the next blog to read…so be it…timing is everything and I can certainly respect that.  But being open is not something you can do at will. Well, I don’t really think so.

I have said many many times how human interactions, however little {like waiting in line at a bank or on a bus ride somewhere…) the chance meetings and talking with someone CAN change you in so many ways.  Some of those chance intercourses make you think for days and days.  Some may awaken some deep hidden thought that never made sense 101 months ago but now it seems to actually flow. “Yeah,” you say to yourself, “What ever happened to my wanting to ……………? Gee, I really had that in me all this time!”  So what actually happened?  An idea, a thought an enlightenment simmered for days, weeks, months and yes, many times for years.  And when that mind “opens” up just at that moment when interacting with that stranger, that teacher, that friend, that colleague, that new acquaintance, that relative…or that new found lover…hey, it can come from anywhere but if you are at that place with that “someone” who comments on something that can trigger that old hidden thought of yours…it WILL resurface and this time…actually make sense…”it will finally CLICK!”

If you are still with me, hanging on and wondering what that thought was…um, I am not sure that is what the point is. Is it?  It can be a long standing perception I have had on myself vis-à-vis life in general or a particular incident. It can be my thinking I have moved on in regards to a few situations but my occasional commenting or “ranting” proves I am still stuck.   Then an amazing soul embodied with wisdom makes a very brief comment and voilà!  That old idea shakes the dust off itself and rises to the surface of your conscious.

That is what happened to me last night or this morning actually since it was passed midnight and no, I had not turned into a pumpkin!  Being a night person, I do my best simmering and cooking in the wee hours of the night.  It is like the cobwebs have disappeared in my mind and I can hear and see vividly {not sure that is termed correctly but it just feels right for this particular experience}.

I was talking about an age old situation in passing (but yet, it is never in passing, is it? Those nonchalant fleeting comments, those sighs afterwards and then changing the subject.  It is more like just pretending that big fat honking elephant is not there.}  And then my friend made a brief comment, “But that’s in the past, right?”  BAM! It hit me!

At first I felt embarrassed because I hate talking about old stuff that cannot be changed and here I was bringing up some of it. Part of it was to explain myself…a huge part of me is ashamed and angry at ME for not being able to muddle through a problem better.  Yes, there are reasons I got stuck and struggled but the resentment and shame I feel is towards myself because I have been feeling for a long time that I have not measured up to my full potential.  I am upset with myself for not pushing more forward and NOT giving in to life’s challenges that can drag me down.  Oh, I knew all of this intellectually but it never connected with my heart and soul.  I try to explain this to clients that it can take a long time to process some information and ideas before it hits home…your heart and soul…and when it does, your mindset does a reboot.  That’s it!! When there is a reboot, lots of the useless and toxic junk decomposes…NICE!

Ok, so here I am today and relishing in this new mindset and visualizing this kind soul’s face…no cropped-girl-blue-larger.gifjudgement but compassion that uttered a few words…but this time it connected to the core of my whole being.   Some people call it an “aha” moment… this is slightly more as it is the enlightenment that neutralized that negative stance I held on to and now I feel liberated by my open mind…lovely!

                                              © Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, March 31, 2013

Easter sure IS off to a good start!

20130311_233302Easter weekend is among us and for many it can mean a lot of things.  Good Friday often means repenting for your sins…not that I believe in “sin” but I do believe in taking an inventory of my life and what I have done and what I can do to improve myself as a person.  What can I do to be a better person?  That is something I have asked myself since I was a teenager I think.  Praying and asking the Great Spirit, “Please help me be a better person.” Souvent je m’entend demander à le grand Créateur,”Aidez Picture of me 46moi à devenir une meilleure personne.”

I suppose being raised Catholic, guilt and never feeling I measure up or am good enough could be partly the reason I may have thought  this way.   So that would be it is something that I “learned” growing up.  Then there is the “nurture” part, being raised by the most loving mother and grandmother that this planet has known…really!  Also being loved by extended family as well, wonderful aunts and uncles…and yes, on my father’s side of the family too…I never doubted being loved by these wonderful people in my life…EVER!     Possiblement c’est mon passé étant Catholique de vivre de la culpabilité, de ne se sentir assez à la hauteur, mais bon…la vie m’a donné une mère et grand-mère qui m’ont nourrit des méga doses d’amour! Ainsi une famille qui m’ont permis de ne jamais douter d`être aimé.

Yet, there are persons that crossed my path and yes, some who were  part of my life that did place stones in my shoes and I felt their pain, doubted if I could walk straight and tall enough…but I still did despite those hurdles.  A new friend I recently became acquainted with often says this good-humouredly…Stand TALL…and I have, I do and I will!

C’est vraie que j’ai aussi connu des gens qui ont placer quelques cailloux dans mes souliers qui me faisait mal donc je ressentais la douleur, je me suis douté un peu de pouvoir marcher (agir)  correctement et à la hauteur…mais je l’ai quand même réussis malgré tout ça.  Une nouvel connaissance me dis souvent en riant, Tiens-toi GRAND…et je l’ai fait, je le fait and je vais continuer à le faire.

The Great Spirit planned some learning experiences  throughout my life I think…but also ensured that I would always have a hand extended to help me up every time I looked up from a painful fall.  I am thankful for that miracle of what I like to call “love”.  I have known love in so many facets and colours…but I have known love and still continue to be immersed in love.  What an amazing velvety blanket to surround myself with too!

 

Le grand Créateur m`a placer des expériences toute ma vie pour me donner des bonnes leçons.  Dans ce plan, il y a toujours eu aussi une main tendu pour m’aider à me relever quand je trébuchais. J’ai connu l’amour… Des petit coup de velours de ressentir l’amour pour autrui et l’amour pour soi.  Que je suis choyée! Me sentir dorloté d’amour des amis et de la famille est tellement resplendissant.20130112_182435

Being loved as a daughter, a sister, many loving special cousins have crossed my paths…some longer than others, uncles, aunts, grandmother and grandfather…special amazing teachers in grade school, high school and university…so many wonderful people.  I have even had several employers that were kind and giving…they  too feel like family to me.

I have also known romantic and passionate love…some short lived, others longer…and the most amazing and intense love of all…my children…loving them so much it sometimes hurt…seeing them glow is contagious…seeing them struggle and cry breaks my heart in pieces every time.  Only a parent knows that joy and pain…and then as if that is not enough love to overextend the heart…a grandchild is born…and the flame of love burns even stronger.

J’ai connu l’amour de ma famille, ainsi ma sœur, mes cousins, oncles, tantes, grands-parents et parents. ET l’amour le plus profonde de tout…mes enfants…les aimer tellement que ¸ça fait mal parfois…les voir s’épanouir m’entoure de joie…les voir effondrer me brise le cœur et si cela n’était pas assez fort comme amour…le cœur s’étire encore plus avec l’arrivé d’un petit fils…la flamme de cet amour brule encore plus fort.

This morning I  prepared a homemade meatball spaghetti sauce for my family dinner.  I have to work Easter Sunday, so tonight was going to be our Easter family dinner.  I kept thinking of my dear friend Maria as I was rolling my meat into little meatballs and adding them into my “secret” sauce to allow them to simmer 3 hours…just enough time so I can leave for my visit back home.

Maria is the only Italian mama that I know personally who cooks constantly for her family but with such love.  I  had occasions to sit in her kitchen many times in her home in Mississauga.  Talking and listening to me, stirring here and there…chopping garlic and onions, shaving cheese and making me a cappuccino at the same time.

20130224_094316 This morning as I stirred my sauce and added my spices I too felt the love I was adding into my meal.  I knew my son and daughter in law like meatballs, and so it pleased me cooking something that makes them happy.

Then off to pick up my son so we could visit mom in the nursing home together.  Today I would not have time to feed her lunch since I was going to Assomption to pick up a guitar my son had found…a GREAT deal.  I was looking forward to the drive…me and my son travelling for a few hours, brought me back to yesteryear; remember those times made me smile.  How we drove around together, carpooled his friends from concerts and parties; listening to music and enjoying the view on those drives.


It was a blessed picture seeing mom and my son hold hands…one could easily see the tenderness he has for her just by his smile.  I guess one could say it was a “Kodak” moment, even if that sounds lame…it was beautiful and filled my heart with so much love and joy!  Eh, oui regarder la tendresse dans les yeux de mon fils qu’il avait pour maman me remplissait avec tellement d’amour et de joie.20130329_162819

We spent 4 hours afterwards driving to and back to get that special guitar.  As he fiddled with it while I cooked the pasta, I was reminded of those soothing melodies I heard late nights as I went to bed.  They were my lullabies that gently put me to sleep as my teenage son practised on his classical guitar late at night.

This sure has started to be an amazing weekend thus far!  I have more to enjoy tomorrow…sneaking a visit with my grandson and ending my day with a nice friend.  Ce fut le début d’une fin de semaine céleste pour moi!

I am not sure if it is springtime or just my realizing how lucky I am to have family and great friends but the love I am feeling this weekend is pure joy.  Est-ce que c’est le printemps ou tout simplement que je réjouie de ma famille et des amis extraordinaires…mais, l’amour que je ressens ce weekend me remplis d’une joie fraiche.

Happy Easter…welcome madam Spring…let love flow through the currents of life …

Joyeuses Pâques…bienvenue madame le printemps…laissé allez l’amour couler dans les courants de la vie.

Betty Boop reminds me of an important lesson that just may be a nice way to celebrate Spring.

© Cheryl-Lynn Roberts, March 30, 2013

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YES! I found my eyeliner!!!

Let my fingers do the talking...Last week when I was visiting my mom at the nursing home, I was a bit early for her dinner, so I decided to go to the local drug store and check out the make-up.  At my age, I CAN use all the help I can or perhaps it is all an illusion on my part…I think that black, blue or charcoal eyeliner makes my eyes “POP” and no one notices all my other aging features.  Oh, yeah??!! {Starting to wonder and get that confused scary look on my face.}  Well!! it works for me and the multi-million dollar corporations who sell the darn stuff, so there!…moving on along…

I went in there with the intention to purchase ONE eyeliner but a salesgirl…this bubbly, young, skinny {skinnier than Twiggy, so yeah, that’s skinny!…I should know, I used to be skinny back in the stone age} comes up to offer me help. “Bonjour, je peux vous aider?”  After I explain I need an eyeliner that goes on nice and smooth but stays on regardless of my teary eyes {ummm, yeah, the dry eyes are part of aging too…go figure…sheesh! But I can pretend I wear contact lenses with my drop dead gorgeous blue eyes, right?!}

So she shows me one brand that is just 6.99 (a steal!!) I should have taken that one and run out…but no, she keeps talking to me and moving demurely   effortlessly {not a term fitting for her…how can you be demure and that skinny and young?…dosesn’t demure mean Dorothy Lamoure  curvy look? Hmmm, will have to edit that and think of another word later.}  She brings me towards another section of VERY EXPENSIVE products. There are names I have never heard of and can’t even pronounce, so I guess they must be very hip since they are not even close to sounding like Revlon, Maybelline, Max Factor or Clinique (My brand).  Oh, boy, I thought to myself, she is going to con me into buying something…oh dear….not to worry, I straighten my shoulders to give that assertive stance…and pretend to listen to her spiel…

BUT SHE GOT ME AT,  “Seeeeee, try it….” As the pencil just so friggin glides real nice and smooth…and the colours!! Well, how can one choose??!!”  She continues, “If you purchase $25 or more of THIS product, which by the way is Pupa Milano (what a weird name…I wonder if it’s pronounced Poooop AHHH or Pup AH;  oh well, with the added Milano it does give it a bit of  sophistication, I suppose.  Hey, those advertisers must know something, right?

“….with that purchase, there is a promotion” {bad word bad word!!! Makes you believe you got a good deal, must have, must have situation!} “…of a new voluminous eyeliner with a nail polish of exotic colours and it is a great gift pack originally {another bad bad bad deceiving word} marked at $32.00 for FREE.”

Noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!! She said the “FREE” word…I was a gonner.  So I bought 2 of those nice smooth eyeliners that came out to be $32.00 to get my FREE $32.00 mascara and nail polish and STILL purchased my original eyeliner at $6.99 brand Personnelle which is, by the way, excellent!!!…  “smooth and affordable” (the mantra for low budget peeps like me).

I felt a bit guilty as I always do for spending $$$ that I cannot afford but kept telling myself I really got it for free since the promotional package was worth the same thing …spent $32 to get another $32…okay…boy, it’s a good thing I don’t live in a big city where there are so many swift, crafty and devious people marketing their wares! But then again, I usually get caught in the smaller towns thinking these people are so much more honest and caring like me!!  Well, she was a good salespersons…good for her!!

That original black eyeliner was what I originally wanted and I was pleasantly surprised at how well it went on…I used it that evening to go to work after visiting my mom.  That was last week…I could never find the darn eyeliner afterwards.  I searched in every make up kit I could find  {I do have several…well, I have years and years of wisdom to cover!!}.  Every day for the past week I would look in purses, back packs, coat pockets {Oh, well, living in Quebec one MUST have several winter coats …so I do have many pockets to go through} and could not find it.

I kept closing my eyes and visualizing my putting it in the zippered pocket on the inside of my HUGE black purse.  Then I emptied the contents of said purse AGAIN for the 20th time, on the floor.  Nothing!:(  then I placed my hand on the inside and smoothed my hand on the lining to feel for something…a bump or something and VOILÀ!!! I felt the form of a pencil inside the lining of my purse.  There must have been a wee hole in the zippered section…YES!!  And I found my eyeliner!!  made up eyes

So don`t give up, readers, when you are searching for something not too big, not too small, but small enough to slip through a tiny opening in the lining of a coat pocket or purse…you just may find something you have searched for a long time…happy treasure hunt.