The Stories We Tell Ourselves


The things we don’t yet know but want to know, become the stories we tell ourselves to fill the empty gaps we believe exist in our lives.

It doesn’t mean the stories we tell ourselves are true.

It does mean they can become part of the fantasy as we play along with how the story expands.

This doesn’t necessarily mean it’s all bad.

It does mean it’s not real, although it will feel real.

What would happen if you and I were willing to let the empty gaps fill themselves?

Maybe the reality would exceed our wildest dreams as we allow our inner well-being to take on the role of creator.

Rather than tell ourselves stories, we would listen to our inner self. The part of us that exists deep within us that wants to gift us the wisdom we seek.

I’m willing to listen to the inner me. How about you?

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Joy Journaling

joy journalI always mean to journal, but somehow I just keep forgetting. And that’s OK, because nothing you or I do or don’t do, is the end of the world. 

Then I came across joy journaling. The art of noting down little sound bites of things that made you feel joyful. No long paragraphs, no soul seeking, just pure unadulterated joy.

I felt a tingle deep inside and thought that maybe I had found a form of journaling that I can relate to.

I’ve made a start and as you can see from the picture on the right, I’m jotting down anything that made my heart sing.

My joy journal is a beautiful A6 notebook. It’s small enough to pop into my bag which means I can carry it with me at all times. I can take it out anytime I want, read my joyful words and feel the love over and over again.

Some joy journals have artistic owners who include beautiful art as part of their expression. I just surround my joy with colourful surrounds to bring the properties of those colours into the mix.

And that’s part of the joy. Just be yourself.

You can use any colour to write, any colour to add depth, plus any doodles that make your heart sing.

What’s not to love.

Try it for yourself and see if it makes your heart sing too.

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I’m Curious

I'm CuriousI’m curious about almost everything I come into contact with. It’s not that I’m nosy. I really don’t want to know anything that would cross personal boundaries, but I’m curious.

I’m endlessly fascinated by what makes you different from me. And then discovering how alike we are. What are the nuances that make me unique? Plus what makes you unique. Endlessly curious I ask, or think, endless questions.

Today I’m curious about a thread I’ve been following within a Facebook group I’m part of. It’s a Law of Attraction group which is another topic that interests me.

It began when one member of the group “borrowed” a manifesting ritual from another. A book rehashing the ritual was written and seemingly well received.

The proud author shared a link for her book within the group and the plagiarism was discovered.

The ritual is an ancient method that has been passed down over the centuries. My question is this: ‘Does an ancient wisdom that’s been discovered and shared belong to the person who originally shared it?’

Or, is it something that belongs to any person who believes in its power and who wants to share its golden manifesting opportunities to benefit other possible believers?

Nothing wrong with that. Lots of things originate from following a system of one sort or another. You only have to believe. Like a self-fulfilling prophesy, commitment will produce results. Read more »

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Reaping What You Sow

colours of the rainbow1Reaping what you sow is about how you use your energy. It’s about how energy returns to you in a similar vein. It’s about what shows up.

Most people don’t believe that’s what happens. Which means they spend their energy in ways that return, and quite often, bites them on the butt.

You might believe that all of life is a lesson. I’d say rather than a lesson, what shows up is old emotional patterns.

Sometimes it isn’t very nice. Meanness, bitchiness, rudeness, cruelty, downright nastiness. Boom, right back at you baby.

Let’s say you’re feeling mad because of what someone said or did. That emotional reaction is going around and around in your head.

The other person may be a million miles away. Inside your head, you’re bad mouthing them. Reliving the emotions, it’s as if they were standing next to you.

It might even feel good to let it out. To get it out of your system. The trouble is that it doesn’t last. The bad thoughts just keep popping into your head at any given moment. And it sucks.

Because you’re focussing your attention on those thoughts, the Universe (who doesn’t do good or bad) sends you more of what your thought process is absorbed with.

Feeling mad becomes feeling madder.

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Oops, I made a mistake.

rainbow cloudsOops, I make a mistake. I missed out a word.

I believe the Inspirational Insight should read ‘giving yourself permission to shine from the inside-out allows the magic of you to radiate its healing balm’, rather than ‘giving yourself permission to shine from the inside-out allows the magic of you radiate its healing balm’.

‘What to do? I asked myself, worried that it wouldn’t read as I meant it to be read. Did the missing word change its meaning, or would everyone realise it was bad grammar?

Would I be judged as not good enough by it? Should I have saved a working copy just in case I made a mistake, or should I just let it go?

Questions flooding my thoughts threatened to overwhelm me.

When I’m in the creative flow, it never occurs to me that something might be missing. My mind is focussed on the moment of creating. Sometimes common sense flies out of the window.

How can I take so much care in creating something I want to share and still miss something. In this instance, the word ‘to’?

I checked the Inspirational Insight on Grammarly, but it never revealed my bad grammar. So I checked again, with and without the ‘to’ word. Nothing.

Maybe I’m seeing a mistake that doesn’t actually exist. Except, in my mind it does.

Herein lies the problem. My mind looks at the perceived mistake, and does the judging for me, by dragging up old beliefs that I once held about myself. Read more »

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Stories and Illusions

stories and illusionsLife is a series of stories and illusions that we willingly accept as how life really is.

The stories are what we tell ourselves to make sense of what’s happening in our lives.

The illusions are the spin we put on the stories to find the best ‘happy ever after’ that most people seek.

For instance, if we find ourselves in a story that descends into a place where hurt, pain, sadness or any number of low emotions hold sway, our mind starts to look for a better story to tell ourselves as a pain management tool.

Hows that working for you?

In general, it works in the short term but, long term the nasty parts of the story try their best to attract your attention. What was an illusion of feeling better quickly changes to the next maelstrom of a low quality of thought.

One scenario could be you’re happily going through your day, everything’s going well and life feels great. You bump into someone who you know. You innocently asked them ‘how’s it going?’

Unfortunately for you, you’ve caught them at a bad time. You couldn’t have known their dog was injured. With no way of paying the vets fees, they’re frantic with worry. Now add guilt at not wanting to let their four-legged friend down.

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Breaking Surface

breaking surfaceAn inspirational poem by Mark Nepo to share:


Let no one keep you from your journey,

no rabbi or priest, no mother

who wants you to dig for treasures

she misplaced, no father

who won’t let one life be enough,

no lover who measures their worth

by what you might give up,

no voice that tells you in the night

it can’t be done.

Let nothing dissuade you

from seeing what you see

or feeling the winds that make you

want to dance alone

or go where no one

has yet to go.

You are the only explorer.

Your heart, the unreadable compass.

Your soul, the shore of a promise

too great to be ignored.

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Blind Spots

gratitudeBlind spots are the bit’s of our character where we lack understanding, or impartiality, without knowing it.

And yet, they drive some of the actions we take, the words we speak, the feelings we feel.

Blind spots are not our intuition driving us to do things. In general, blind spot actions are the ones that puzzle us.

The ones that keep us awake at night as we try to make sense of what we said or did. The ones that caused the other person to react so badly.

Does that mean that blind spots are a bad thing?

No, not necessarily. Here are my thoughts on them.

I believe that our interactions with others can be the catalyst to show us one of our own hidden blind spots.

Nobody knows what’s hidden in their subconscious mind that may be driving their actions.

And yet, those same actions, taken unknowingly by others, can cause us to pause, to recognise a pattern in our own behaviour.

It may take one time, it may take a hundred times, but if we keep seeing the same actions, ones that we identify with on some level, sooner or later we’re going to see that it might be one of our own behaviour patterns.

9 times out of 10 we won’t like that light bulb moment.

But that ‘ha ha’ moment can allow us to decide whether we want to be the person who acts in that way.

Of course, it may be a case of ‘so what, I like that part of me.’ Read more »

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Is My Soul Calling Me, or Not?

dophinsIs my soul calling me, or not? Just when I think I have a handle on where I’m heading, life happens and I’m back to wondering what it’s all about.

Is it just me?

Over the years on my quest to ‘ find the real me’, many wonderful people have advised me to follow my souls’ yearnings, to put myself first in achieving my dreams.

And yet, I know from the trial and error of living, putting myself first can mean stopping, dropping or eliminating parts of my life that I don’t want to. I just don’t OK.

So I wonder is my soul is calling me, or not? Surely soul following requires some sacrifice on my part.

Maybe, my soul yearnings are just sweet nothings whispering to my heart.

Sweet nothings that tease but don’t tug. Sweet nothings that require no actions to be taken.

Some will say that it’s not my heart, or soul, calling me. That when it happens for real I will know. I’ll just know and everything will fall into place.

I’m not holding my breath until that happens. Life is too sweet, too good to wait for a calling.

Instead, I’m choosing to live my life with a fullness, a richness, that resonates with my inner well-being.

I don’t have the time to wish, or wash, away what I already love about my life.

More to the point, I don’t have the inclination.

So where does that leave me?

Joyfully following my heart. Trusting my inner wisdom will guide me. If it feels right then it’s time to choose whether, or not, I go with it. If it doesn’t sit comfortably then it’s a no. Simple as.

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