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Saturday, 14 November 2015

No Coincidence: Everything in Its Right Time

No Coincidence: Everything in Its Right Time

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you about synchronicity. This is a phenomenon that can be elusive if chasing after it, it's like chasing anything, the harder you chase after it the more it eludes you. Thank you for visiting and reading my blog
It is said that people come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. But really, regardless of the length of time, it’s always for a reason. Sometimes a person comes into your life only for a brief period–five minutes, two weeks–not enough to qualify as a season but for a very specific purpose. And, sometimes, that purpose is to remind us to—as an old friend used to tell me—“give things a spiritual surrender.”

Whenever I would fret to him about my futile efforts to sell a new book, to get a better promotion, to find the perfect relationship, he would throw up his hands and tell me to “give it a spiritual surrender.” Truthfully, I was not at a place in my life then that I could’ve given anything a spiritual surrender. Surrender wasn’t in my vocabulary.



Note: Well now doesn't this sound familiar? I'm still smarting from all the dead horses that I beat in the past years. I too worked hard at any given project, and I was not one to quit easily without a battle, but still all the horses died. But I suppose everything worked out the way it supposed to. I have never had the luxury of material success, but otherwise I have enjoyed a spiritual growth I may not have experienced any other way, and I did find that special person in my life during that search for what turned out to be the unattainable in this physical world.  


To me, I had to move heaven and earth to make things happen. It was all about working, struggling, effort…and lots of it. And yet, there were still things outside of my control. Not that I had to stop working at things, but that I needed to surrender to the realization that when it was time for everything to line up, it could line up on a dime.

Without me ever lifting a finger to make it so.

The more bizarre the circumstance, the more obvious it was to me that something greater was at play, weaving together disconnected bits and pieces of life to reveal some awful secret to me just in time to prevent catastrophe. Or, by the same token, weaving bits and pieces, people and places together so that one look into each other’s eyes and we knew that we were destined to spend some time together. Those things were what he meant by the expression “spiritual surrender.”

It wasn’t just “letting things happen.” Or even “allowing things to happen.” It was more a sense that everything will come in its own time and place. When it’s right. No sooner, no later. And, struggle as we may, there is very little we can do to make things happen on our own schedule in the best and a correct way possible.

Which brings me to a man I’ll call “Seaside,” whose brief foray into my life was, I believe, for the specific purpose of reminding me to give things a spiritual surrender.

Seaside was in my life for less than two weeks and we never even managed to have a deep conversation during that time. We also never managed to meet in person. In the long run, it was obvious that this was not someone I was meant to be involved with, except for enough conversation to understand that we are not suited to one another at all. None of this is in any way negative and I’ll take it all as a very gentle lesson. The thing I will remember most about Seaside is the bizarre circumstances through which he came into my life.

My focus was not on looking for a relationship. My focus was on just about everything but looking for a relationship. Really. Only a day or two before, I had finally let go of emotional baggage I had been carrying for years and was feeling better about that, but I was so busy! I was working every night, almost until bedtime, overwhelmed with responsibilities, squelching rumors, and keeping backstabbers at bay. My family was in the middle of changing residences, changing jobs, and taking care of emergencies with injured and ill elderly grandparents. Life was too busy for me to even think about romance.

Seaside, as it turns out, lives in my neighborhood. Only a few blocks away. We shop in the same grocery stores. We buy our gas from the same gas stations. We drive the same roads every day. And yet, if not for a fluke, we never would have known of each other’s existence.

But there’s more to it than that. We work for the same employer. Just a few blocks from each other. We have lunched by the same lakes and in the same food courts. There was the pet he adopted from a local shelter that came with a collar that had my name taped to it.

Sorry. No way of explaining that last one.

But for all the, literally, walking in circles around each other for months now, we still never would have known of each other’s existence if not for one small factor that pulled the other bits and pieces of our lives together at one place in one time. Years ago, I signed up at a national website and posted a profile on its forum. I’ve seldom been there over the years and only about twice in the last year. Last year, when Home Depot’s database was hacked, and my credit card number was stolen, I spent the next several months updating various accounts that that card number had been attached to. I was accustomed to receiving emails from various websites and utilities asking me to update my card number.

Note: Funny how synchronicity will put you in the right place at the right time without any effort or even any thought of doing so. It's just like plugging in a plug in a wall socket and on comes the light.

I thought the message I had received from this seldom visited website forum was related to the Home Depot hack. I logged in to find it was an unrelated glitch, and that glitch was what introduced me to Seaside, who lived in my neighborhood, who worked close to me, who adopted a cat with my name on its tag. Not in 100 years of trying my best to line things up could I have ever managed the feat.

And so, this is a reminder to me that everything can and will come together in just the right moment. It can’t be rushed, and it can’t be delayed.

And it certainly can’t be accomplished by my hand alone.
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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ


Friday, 13 November 2015

Fairy Lady’s Night Out


Fairy Lady’s Night Out

Hi my dear friends and followers, Seeing that today is the dawn of another weekend I would like to share with you another of my fantasy poems. Perhaps something to rest the weary mind by after your stressful week.
As the sun arose on the eastern horizon,

the fairy lady woke to greet the dawn.

She rubbed her eyes, yawned and glanced about, 

grateful for her surroundings and another day.

She reached for her magic wand (all fairies have one) 

which to anyone else looked like a walking stick.

A confident smile curled her tiny lips,

As she stood and stretched in her treetop bed.

“Another day on Earth lay ahead,” she thought,

“what it will bring I am keen to see!”

She fluttered her wings in readiness 

for her day’s journey through the woods.

To the doorway of her den she walked,

And from it jumped, and fell like a leaf;

But her fall stopped with grace as she hovered there

with hummingbird’s agility between treetop and forest floor.

Then with her wand in her hand and her arms at her sides
she zoomed in a blur, fast as a hornet.

There was so much to see and her day had begun!

Through the forest she raced, to the meadows and fields,

to take-in wildflowers’ bouquet was her treat.

Morning glory and honeysuckle fill her with joy

As to her destination she flies.

The air fills with magic and anticipation grows

But only she knows exactly where she is going.

To the fairies’ dance, in a place well-hidden

from those whose hearts would not understand.

For magic is a gift that not all can feel,

but those who can feel it are mightily blessed.

They are like little ones they are because they believe

And they feel magic’s joy, not asking how or why.

The fairies have come to lighten the soul

and to enrich us with their gift at this time and place; 

To rejoice, to revel and to dance in the glitter of

magical fairy dust, and to delight in the glee of the night.
Orbs fill the air in the woodland’s clearing,

Grandmother Moon’s light helps weave the spell.

The Prince of the Dance escorts the Fairy Lady

And another spell, quite special on its own

Is cast between the two, one on the other,

on this lovely, mystical night.

“Let us sit by the brook for a time and rest,”

the jubilant Prince offers to the Fairy Lady;

“Let us sit and be entertained by nature’s very best,

her very own instrumentalists of the green forest,

the best in any land my lady.”
Prince and Lady, dancers and music, nature’s players;

all conspire to make a bit of Heaven here on Earth.

Thank you very much again, dear friends, for visiting my blog. Please share your thoughts with us, if you will. Have a great day.

ڰۣ
In Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

Wednesday, 11 November 2015

"Turmoil!"


"Turmoil!"
Hi dear friends and followers. I would like to share a topic with you  that was inspired by a friend's entry earlier today. Thank you for visiting and reading my blog 

Turmoil in your mind? Goodness, have you ever felt the turmoil of the entire world swirling around in your own head threatening to consume you whole like some giant beast swallowing up a bunch of tiny insects? It’s the eater of planets, like a gigantic planet-eating dark energy spider ready to swallow our planet whole.

Fortunately there is still enough good in the world to prevent this dark energy from swallowing the entire planet into it's dark belly of greed, power, corruption, dismay, discomfiture and deception. Do you know who they are? I call them the “tin gods.” They are the ones who are there to discourage you at every turn, to tell you what you can do and what you can't do, or if you do this or that, you will certainly go to hell, or you will be an outcast, like some kind of filthy plague-ridden beast. Some also call them the “committee of they.”
“They” could be members of your own family, friends, employers, bankers, business directors or associates, consultants, as well as any number of governmental agencies and institutions that are supposed to be at our service, to serve the people."Crap!" on that fat lie. They seek only to line their pockets with our money. The entire system has been set up to deceive us, leading us to believe that the only hope we have is through them, to fight their wars, kill people in the name of whatever, just to line their pockets.
You may ask what does this have to do with your life being in such turmoil to the point of inability to make decisions, “ staying on the fence” or stepping off in any direction is better than remaining on the fence? Maybe what I have said so far means nothing to you, maybe it's just me releasing my own anxieties and fears. 

I know that I had to live with those fears, not just live *with,* but having actually *lived those fears.* I was always in a state of agitation as to whether I would ever be allowed to live to see my dreams come true. I almost didn't make it, I came so very close to giving up. I guess once I stopped playing beat around the bush and finally awakened to see just how volatile a place this world had become, it was a harsh but sobering awakening. I knew what I had to do it before it was to late.

I knew that I had to be at peace with myself for what was left of my life and be my own healer, also to love myself so that I may come to know how to love another. I fight for who I am and to defend who I am and proudly stand at the side of any other women to defend their rights, "at any cost!"
The pain is still there, it still hurts. I can't hide from the pain because it's all around me and in me. Who inflicts this pain? Those who think they are better than the next person. They are those who are called the elite, and we are but peasants to them. This is what I feel around me, pain and misery created by the hierarchies. 

All I can do to offset this fear and pain or to fortify myself against it is to face it head on day by day, "every day." Being in the midst of it, doing what ever part I can to contribute to bringing relief for those who suffer when ever I can. It is not an easy task, for more times than not, those that you wish to help will reject the hand you offer them. But I have a need to persevere, to continue to fight the darkness with only my own inner light for my weapon.
As I said, you may not understand. A lot of people don't. When I mention these kinds of feelings and thoughts to others, they do certainly look at me rather askance. On this part of my journey I walk alone, for no one will want to walk with me. That is true of most peoples’ lives. There is a part of them that they have to walk through alone for no one else can or will have any desire to even try to. Do you understand? If I keep this up I will have a book before you come on-line to read it.

Cindy
Thank you very much again, dear friends, for visiting my blog. Please share your thoughts with us, if you will. Have a great day. 
ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

Tuesday, 10 November 2015

My Meditation experiences


My Meditation experiences 
Composed by
+Cindy Groulx 

 Hi, Dear Friends and Followers! Today I would like to share a short entry on some of my meditational experiences.

Have you ever sat in meditation and whatever you were day dreaming in your mind suddenly materialised right before your wide awake, open eyes? I love taking walks in the woods. I stop and just sit on the ground, close my eyes, and just relax and listen to the wind sighing in the trees above me. There I can fantasize myself into any world I wish. My best ideas for writing come from such excursions in the woods.

I was raised in the woodlands of Ontario, so I am very much a "woods person" who loves and appreciates nature. In nature, I have often fancied the fairy tale worlds about which I have written. But fairy tales are not the only things I see in my imagination. I see other fantasies that may have a fairy tale quality but are very close to reality.  

I have dreamed of having a rendezvous with a handsome prince, he being complete with the green hat and feather!


I would sit and watch him dance to the music of a serenade, snapping up some wildflowers for a bouquet, then spin around and bow while handing me his bouquet.

We would sit on a log before the pond containing lilies and lily pads along the edge with nature's chorus of birds and insects singing to us, and golden sunshine streaming down through the trees.

I have met many imaginary friends there, as well as some lovers, fairy folks, elves, and princes. One time I met a debonair gentleman wishing to take me away on a world tour on his yacht! Another time was at a book signing of my latest published work. Sometimes I was sitting on the beach in the moonlight, with its light reflecting on the wavelets,  and so many stars in the sky and dew drops on the branches of trees reflecting the moon's glow like tiny sparkling diamonds.  I was in a most magical of lands!  

Imagination is wonderful, is it not?  But at the time I was fantasising these things in meditation it was as real as I am sitting here typing this entry.

I guess that when you are living alone like I was at the time, your imagination becomes your best friend. 

I was drifting over quiet lakes, flying untethered by the Earth, cradling my imaginary lover's head in my arms. We climbed mountains, flew in the calm, blue skies, my arms outstretched, feeling the refreshing air on my cheeks; below stretched out trees and fields of fertile green bathed in the brilliant sunlight. Most of those times have been quiet and contemplative, almost desperate in tone, clutching at each other to hold on. 

You cannot convince me to this day that it was all a fancy of my imagination. Those memories remain as solidly a part of me as any of my true life experiences. Some of those experiences have manifested in real time as I traveled around the country, even seeing places that were good reality substitutes to those fantasies. And the fantasies have included my present partner. 

So you do get back, at least for the most part, what you request from Universe. Just not necessarily the way you expect to get it.
Recently I’ve not gone to the forest for meditation, but I still go there for my quiet times. The forest contains magic and healing qualities. I would like to go there again in the springtime. The forest is where I desire to have my ashes spread when the time comes for me to begin a new journey.

Thank you very much again, my dear friends, for reading another of my experiences of life through my fantasies.
Thank you very much again, dear friends, for visiting my blog. Please share your thoughts with us, if you will. Have a great day. 
ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ



Monday, 9 November 2015

The Miracle of Bad Things


The Miracle of Bad Things

by Lorna Tedder · in Personal Evolution, Positive Thinking, Serene Living

Hi, dear friends and followers.  Thank you for visiting and reading my blog. Today I would like to share with you The Miracle of Bad Things, how negative experiences can actually be manifested into positive things

This may be the most radical thing I’ve ever said, even by my own standards, but I caught a glimpse of something that shocked me. Bad things, I saw in that moment of clarity, are miracles in disguise.

I’m not talking about death or illness–though I honestly know that they sometimes can be miracles–but about anything from a daily showstopper that makes us miserable to a life-changing event like a break-up or injury. They seem terrible at the time and you can’t possibly see any good coming from them, but given years or even hours of perspective and you realize that they forced you into a better outcome. I’ve often said that the two worst things that ever happened to me–my back injury in 1995 and the break-up of my marriage–were also the greatest turning points for me.

But I never thought of bad things as the normal way for miracles to occur.

What made me see this was very simple, yet personal. I made an effort to do something that was very difficult for me. VERY difficult. On my first three attempts, I was not able to get anywhere. Just stopped cold by an outside force. On my fourth attempt, I thought I had it, but I was blocked in a different way by a gatekeeper of sorts. This gatekeeper told me no three times. I gave explanations that were logical and serious and still got a no. I appealed to the gatekeeper’s sense of fairness and got a no. I scratched at the gatekeeper’s heart with an open truth and still got a no. The gatekeeper could not be bothered to help anyone and, frankly, just didn’t care. My requests meant 30 seconds of the gatekeeper’s attention, but it didn’t matter. I had been stopped cold. Again. And this time, there was NO getting any farther with these attempts. I would be forced to surrender, to give up, to let go of this thing I’d finally psyched myself up to do.

I called Shannon and asked her to meet me for lunch. I was a little distraught, and she was the only person who knew what I was working on. I needed somebody to help me keep a positive attitude and not give up, which I was so close to doing.

As I got out of the car at the restaurant where we were to meet, it suddenly struck me that there was another way to accomplish my goal, one I hadn’t considered. It would mean asking outside help that I reallllllllly didn’t want to ask. But I suddenly got that glimpse of nothing coming from my efforts if the gatekeeper had let me pass and that the best way to accomplish what I wanted to was through a different source. I would have to walk on a few more coals to make it happen, and I didn’t want to, but….

I turned it over to the Universe (as if the Universe hadn’t already taken it over!) to let it go one of a couple of different ways with requesting outside help, and that if the worst of them would bring the best results, I’d do it. And the worst of them, it was.

When I told Shannon, she immediately saw the same thing I had–that what seems to be a terrible thing and then an even worse thing is really a course adjustment to take you to the best result, to a positive outcome that could not have happened without a slew of bad things thrown in my path. Arriving at the desired outcome has been a miracle, but the miracle is in the awful twists that happened.

I can see the same pattern of bad-things-as-miracles in so many other aspects of my life–health issues, job issues, relationship issues. Sometimes they’re little miracles, like the disappointment of missing a phone call that would have resulted in a second date with the guy who was arrested the next week for beating up the woman he was out with. Sometimes they’re painful miracles, like the ending of a decade-long alliance with a colleague, right before she gets into trouble and takes down everyone around her. Sometimes it’s a credit card purchase that doesn’t go through and the next day, you find a much better product at half the price. Big and little, those bad things turn out to be miracles of all sizes.


Note: I have experienced those kind of miracle as well, but did not realise that they had been such at the time, not until looking back many years later. I had not seen them as road blocks that had led me to much better results than if I had pursued trying to get through the road blocks

If I change my mindset to look at bad things, as they happen, as potential miracles, how will that change my view of life? I’m thinking…probably for the better.
Thank you very much again, dear friends, for visiting my blog. Please share your thoughts with us, if you will. Have a great day. 

ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

Sunday, 8 November 2015

An assortment of short poems, quotes, and verses for you

An assortment of short poems, quotes, and verses composed by me

Hi, dear friends and followers. Thank you very much for visiting and reading my blog. Today I have an assortment of short poems, quotes, and verses for you to enjoy on this Sunday afternoon 

The Mystical Purple forest Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 
Once upon a time there was this beautiful alien world. 
Peaceful and tranquil it was, 
where countless sparkling stars shone above, 
With two moons glowing on high, 
one blue and one magenta;
their reflection sparkling like tiny rainbows
upon the wavelets of a turquoise luminescent pond.
Maybe, yes, it just might possibly be there, 
in this mystical purple forest. 
This is where you may just possibly find,
the home of the Fairy Lady 

Deep Forest Magical Realm Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 
Most children recall laying their head in the grass, 
Staring into what appeared to them to be, 
in their minds eye, an infinitesimal forest 
and seeing it transform before their eyes,
with a populace of ethereal fairies. 
In this wondrous world of the imagination,
a wonderland is born! 
A Sea Wizard was an Elfin child, a Prince,
the escort of the Pineapple Fairy Princess. 
Together they played and danced within the forest, 
of their enchanted kingdom of Galeon,
in the forest of tall grass. 
They lived in magical Fairytale Palaces, 
In place hidden among the tall grass and trees, 
in this Mysterious Worlds they created as children. 
and to this day these worlds live on into eternity, 
it is made from a fabric that never wears out. 
They are bound together with everlasting love 
that will never to be forgotten in the child's mind. 

More short verse and quotes by me, +Cindy Groulx:
“May the stars carry your imagination, 
and take it aloft, beyond this world.
May the colorful nebula be as varied
as the scent and color of the flowers
and fill your heart with beauty.
May hope forever wipe away your fears;
And, above all, may the silence of the voids,
make you strong in your faith.” 
A prayer to Great Spirit by me +Cindy Groulx 

The Great Spirit of Universe is always willing to offer us a second chance.

Great Spirit always takes care of those that you hold close to thine heart.

Great Spirit, help us today to seek, through thee, for our hearts to always be filled with love for you, and for one another. For there is no pleasure greater than to be at peace with all in your presence.

Choices; Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 
"You cannot change fate. However, you can rise to meet it, if you so choose," the sorceress of the Blue Forest declares as she rides hard and fast on her spectral mount.
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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

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