How appropriate for approaching Valentine’s Day: H is for Heart Healing and J is for Joy. It’s a week where we look at healing what makes us happy. Our tastes and ideas may have changed, our lives may have changed, our wants may have changed. We may be seeing clearly what DOESN’T make us happy and we need to be proactive and get on it, which can be a challenge, but in the end, can be quite helpful, and healing.
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I let my old website domain go a long time ago. It had my name and since I was in a time of transition, I thought it was one of those things that I could easily let go of. The domain name was bought out by a Japanese company, so when you went to the website, there were some of my old posts mixed in with japanese writing. It was a bit of a hoot to visit.
It then went dormant for awhile. I love how I am always guided to see what I need to. I clicked on the website yesterday, ronniannhall.com, and found something spammy yuck. It was one of those fake websites/nonsense going around like the latest virus. Here on wordpress, in the past few months, I have had a slew of fake followers making fake wordpress websites. I also have ten new email followers that probably only exist in third world countries or in some spammy world on another planet. It’s creepy and empathically feels like cobwebs stuck to my business. The page I found was really icky. There’s my name on top, but dumb butts, my first and second name are squooshed together as one name, and here’s the part that pisses me off BIG, it says it is the home of “the famous on-line Fairy School.”
I’ve really made it! I didn’t know that my school was that famous, so how cool is that. I didn’t know I was in two places at once, or that I knew anything at all about Numerology. Who would have thought? I kidded yesterday on Facebook that I needed a clone. Is this my clone’s attempt at website building? Well, this clone has no design skills so I am a little worried. Much, much worse, the post writing is just awful. Perhaps this is clone world where I have no style and hate writing. I hope I least can cook there. Oh great, just had flashes of the movie, Single White Female.
It’s sad that today we can attract positive/wonderful/light things when we feel really good, but then we can also attract icky, spammy, spider web-y things that like light. It’s sadder that folks feel the need to jump on that which is doing well and can’t use their own creativity or talents to create something that will reflect them. It’s sad that there are folks out there creating fake websites at all and fake following for weird, icky purposes. Then I imagine what it must be like to be them, and it doesn’t feel pretty. It doesn’t feel good at all. I would imagine that the rest of their world is not working either.
Basically, that’s not my site, but it is flattering in an odd way, and it’s reassuring that I am on the right track, because these kind of things only happen when I am beginning to expand. Nonetheless, they will receive a letter from me. If I could teach them anything, I would encourage them to find their own identity and space in the world. Isn’t that why we are here? Otherwise, it’s a little like cheating and using someone else’s homework. You don’t learn anything.
Cards I picked for today and the week. Big changes/transformation and Doors opening. So true. Happening in your life?
I don’t always know my limits.
I try to be extroverted, on the go, social, always available, but I have a sensitive system that I often curse. I push way past my limits in order to be like everyone else, and my body always reacts in some way to let me know.
I need space to recoup and regroup. It’s a fundamental need. As a sensitive person I process things slowly and deeply. I don’t just process the surface but the multi-level happenings underneath, so there is much to sift through. My mind is like a giant computer picking up data left and right and making connections. Then I need time to download, digest, and understand. I need quiet space where I only hear me and my thoughts, only feel me and my feelings, not the whole world around me, or I will get lost.
It’s hard to explain to others. You feel like a freak, different, flawed in some way, but you are just differently wired…maybe with an advanced computer inside.
Yes, it’s a pain in the ass to explain to others.
I have had in-laws who never understood and felt rejected. How could they when they are wired their way and don’t know there is another way to be?
I identified the bigger problem. It’s communicating my limits calmly and with strength to others. “I have hit my limit!” But, if I don’t acknowledge my limits, I have a problem. There is a problem with me and acceptance. Deep deep down, I don’t want a sensitive body. Maybe it’s just having a body. How many times have I dove into a project on the computer and I forget or ignore I’ve had to pee for two hours? That pee thing is annoying. If I could go without peeing for a day, think how much work I’d get done! Think how many car trips I wouldn’t have to stop anywhere for breaks!
So, maybe I should just accept that there is so much I can do in a day, and I need to take care of myself. If I was a car, I could push myself all I wanted to but it isn’t going anywhere if I run out of gas. What if it’s just that simple? This car won’t go very far if there aren’t breaks to unwind, disconnect and refuel (which translates into some alone space). And what if…I explain it that way to others?
“I am not being anti-social, and it’s not that you are a horrible person that I need a break from you or that I don’t like or love you, I just need to put more gas into my car at this time, and I will be back on the road with you momentarily.”
Do you think that would work?
My word for the year, which I had mentioned in a previous post, is “happy.” And happiness is attained by collecting the little “happy”s, sometimes, in a box.
We knew how to collect little “happy”s when we were little children.
We collected what made us happy and smile, like that crayon of many colors, or Sock Monkey stickers. We keep this part of ourselves alive.
I found these vintage buttons awhile back and they made my heart sing. Maybe they remind me of the Forest.
The sun though stain glass, that makes me happy.
Whoever invented fancy tapes needs to win a medal.
Scouting through my desk drawers, I found this tiny stapler and a teeny, tiny box that holds staples. Soooo cute.
What goes in your Happy Box? Can you start one?
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Excerpt from Wild Worlds Within class. New session in February; registration open.
In need of an assistant/marketing person to help with sending out press releases, getting the school listed in directories, etc., in exchange for FREE CLASSES. Interested? Are you the one to help? Give me an email.
This week’s cards are O is for Outside In, and V is for Voice. Learning to set boundaries by speaking up is not always easy to do when you are sensitive and lost your voice along the way. Healing Fairy Alphabet Deck
Transformation exercise from Week 2 of the Wild Worlds Within class starts Friday. To attract transformation to certain areas of your life (and attract butterflies), what do you need to plant in your garden? More rest? More time? More support? Cupcakes?
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