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Saturday, 21 November 2015

Fairy tales or not? ~ A fall sunset


Fairy Tales or Not?
Hi, dear friends and followers. Thank you very much for visiting and reading my blog. Today I have two poems to share with you, Have a wonderful day
Ours is a world of dualities
In every direction that we look.
Our day is made of darkness and light
And so are our deeds, both evil and good.
The stories we share have dualities, too,
In ignorance and knowledge,
Darkness and light, do and not do.
Fairy tales take dualities of evil and good
And in their constant retelling
have the goodness to win.
But fairy tales are contrived, you might say,
So that the terrible things that they describe
Are not real, but only appear that way.
The underdog always wins and the hero
Arrives in the very nick of time
To save the day and marry the girl.
But real life it is not
Because life is unfair.
The bad guys keep winning
And the good people die;
A massacre in Paris,
A flight falls from the sky.
You need not wonder if evil is real.
Violence and terror remind us daily.
But so is the nobleness that resides within us;
It shows its face in every act
of kindness and humanity we do.
Love is real and not always romantic.
It’s as simple as courtesy in holding door,
And as real as helping at the homeless shelter.
They say that fairy tales are just that -
Fantasies cut in black and white,
Predictable, meant to entertain.
But I think they are as complex 
As we who tell them can be.
Each act of love takes us closer
To another land, a better place,
A land where everything is possible.
By +Cindy Groulx 



A Fall Sunset

At sunset the sky is like a fire in the west
that blazes in crimson and gold;
with random swaths of orange and red, 
as cottony clouds glow in candy-pink
drifting lazily to the east.
The sunset's reds cast their hue on the forest
setting it on fire, or so it would seem.

The sun's light is fading as it slowly sinks 
behind the hills far in the distance. 
Day's life-giving warmth 
cools to evening's shade
as it slowly sinks to give way to the Moon. 
I bid a fond farewell to this day. 
What the future holds for me, 
Only time will tell. 

Tomorrow morning will bring a new day, 
a dawn filled with promise and things to do.
Once again the forest will be ablaze
with the sun's crimson light upon the trees,
with a promise of more brightness to come.
By +Cindy Groulx 

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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

Friday, 20 November 2015

Fantasy or Reality?

Fantasy or Reality?

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you a bit about fantasy or reality, decide for yourself. Thank you very much for visiting and reading my blogs, thank you

The lone subjective mind can never understand what constitutes absolute truth or reality. One cannot escape how his opinions and his single point of view distort and reshape reality, transforming it into a personal reality. Lewis Carroll challenges this personal reality in Through the Looking Glass by using the genre of fantasy. He confronts the reader indirectly through Alice. As the foreign world through the looking glass disobeys Alice's established views, so does it disobey the reader's views. 
The Hatter's imprisonment serves as a good example of this. The Queen explains, "'He's in prison now, being punished: and the trial doesn't even begin till next Wednesday: and of course the crime comes last of all.'" (Through the Looking Glass, ) Alice does not see the sense of this because, like us, she has the reverse view of reality from the looking glass people. She dislikes the idea that someone could be punished for a crime they did not commit, but to the Queen it makes perfect sense. 
This contrast of perspectives causes the reader to re-evaluate his own world, to question what he labels as unfair. On our side of the looking glass, people do occasionally get punished for something they did not do. Children are often reprimanded for a sibling's misbehavior. In countries with strict governments, people who raise the suspicions of the government can be put in jail before they actually do anything to warrant it. Carroll makes us see the multiple examples of injustice in our own world by presenting that same injustice in a different world where we can get a more objective view of it.

Not only does perspective vary between individuals, it also changes with age ["Fantasy and Conception of the Real." GPL], something evident in the following passage:

Alice laughed. "There's no use trying," she said: "one can't believe impossible things."

Realm of infinite potentialities

"I daresay you haven't had much practice," said the Queen. "When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I've believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast. There goes the shawl again!" 

The Queen's picture of reality includes more and more "impossible things" as she gets older. Alice, being from the other side of the mirror, changes in the opposite way. As she matures she comes to see more ideas as fantasy. In this excerpt, Alice appears to be stubborn and foolish for her disbelief. Back in England adults would think of her as stubborn and foolish for believing in fantasy. The passage highlights the inconsistencies of adults who tell you there is no monster under 
the bed one moment and yet encourage their children to believe in Santa Claus and the Tooth Fairy. 

Note: I lost count of how many imaginary friends and critters I have living under my bed, including one very large dragon.

Carroll also uses the scene to make fun of the Victorian quest for logic, reason, and truth. Reality means an entirely different thing to each person and to the same person at different points in his life. 
Note: Reality suck, but I guess we have to abide by some rules to keep order. That's it for now dear friends, see you in my next fantasy  😊
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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ



Thursday, 19 November 2015

Be the Person You Needed When You Were Younger


Be the Person You Needed When You Were Younger
by Lorna Tedder · in Personal Evolution

Hi, dear friends and followers. Thank you very much for visiting and reading my blog. Today's topic is on; Have you changed who you through the years without realizing you have.

A ser un campeón. no es sólo un estado de ánimo ... Es una palabra de acción, también.
“Be the person you needed when you were younger.”

The epiphany for me was realizing that I can’t tell myself to go be that person because–to my surprise–I already am that person and have been that person for a long time. Not as much to myself, but certainly to others. If I were 21 years old and reading that quote for the first time and trying to follow its advice, I would have set my intentions to become exactly the kind of person that I’ve become naturally without realizing it.

Note: It took me nearly 29 years before I realized that had changed more towards being the person I wanted to be. Back when I was in my mid-teens and into my adolescent years I had no idea what I wanted. Back then I only knew what I didn't like or wanted to be. So for those 29 years I was like a rudderless ship at sea. I went through one failed marriage and two failed relationships while in a search for happiness through a relationship. But looking back now I know that I was led in a certain direction that would eventually lead me to where I came out all those years later. I was led by what I have come to call the inner voice today. If I could still my mind long enough to listen. For too many years were wasted by ignoring it.
I arrived at this place because, I think, I have always tried to fill in the gap of what I never had. When I was a little, little girl and up until I left for college, maybe even after, what I really needed, more than anything, was a person who would be my champion. I had a cheerleader in my mother, but I didn’t really have anyone who would fight for me. There was no one in my family to stand up for me, nor in my school, nor in my church, nor in my community.
Note: I can understand this only too well, after my mom and dad, who had been both my cheerleaders and supporters departed from this world, I was left quite alone to fend for myself, and learned the hard way that there wasn't anyone out there I could trust, I had to make all of my own decisions and learn from trial and error. By this time, I hade some ideas as to what I wanted to do with my life, and my life's shortcomings never deterred me from pursuing what I was aspiring to be
I saw advantages go to schoolmates with wealthy parents and connections even though my grades and skills were better. When I competed for international scholarships, my own school threw in with a student from another school who had grand connections and even damaged my own chances by submitting a formal letter to the review board that they believed the other student at another college to be a better candidate. To my own amusement, I made it farther in the competition than did the preferred candidate, but I was clearly on my own and felt it. I had no champion then, just as I’d had no champion as a child.

As an adult in the business world, one of the things that gives me a sense of fulfillment is being a champion for the underdog.

Note: Definitely a toast to that one
Working as a social worker was at times, not an easy job, but for me if I could manage to get a smile on someone's face, I considered that that the greatest accomplishment in my support work 
No, more than that.

Giving the new interns credentials that would get them promoted one day. Working towards the professional development of brilliant, generous, and ambitious millennials who just need a shot. I think nothing of providing what is called “top cover” to those who work for me–at times taking the blast from upper leadership for what they’ve done or what I’ve done. I credit the people who work for me and work with me for my success and take the blame myself in anything goes wrong. That, to me, is what it means to be a champion for others.

I am occasionally asked why I put so much energy into helping others, especially those who don’t have anyone to take the heat for them or to guide them in their profession. Other than saying, “I like doing that,” I’ve never really been able to explain that it’s more than just liking doing it.

It’s having a need for doing it.

Now, I understand: what I’m giving to others is exactly what I needed for myself when I was growing up.
Be a champion. It’s not just a state of mind…it’s an action word, too.
Aproveche al máximo de ti mismo al avivar la pequeña chispa de posibilidades dentro de ti en llamas de logros
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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

Maybe this Opportunity Isn't Meant for You


Maybe this Opportunity Isn't Meant for You

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today's topic is one Opportunities and surprising how many people will turn them down. Thank you for visiting and reading my blog. The notes in orange are my own.

by Lorna Tedder · in Law of Attraction, Personal Evolution, Positive Thinking, Relationships, Serene Living
I’m working on several projects and events that will offer some profound opportunities for others, yet it’s interesting to see how people turn down those opportunities at every chance. These are not people I’ve gone after with an offer of something grand, but rather, they’ve heard about my projects and have come to me. While some are simply excited to have found me and will make any arrangements necessary to make their part of this connection happen, a surprising number of interested parties want to dictate the rules. Not that they’ve ever initiated such a project on their own, but they’re good at making demands on how others should do them.

One person tells me he’s so excited to be a part of this project with me and has been yearning for years to do something like this. BUT…. But he’d have to drive 5 miles to get to it and with gas prices ever higher, he’s not sure if he wants to put the gas money into it (he makes more than I do) so maybe I could just do this by phone or even meet him nearer his house or business.

Another tells me she’s really interested and is amazed to have found me. BUT…. But could I make sure that there are no men participating in this project? She’s always wanted to be involved in a project like this but only with women.

Another contacts me to see if this project if “for real.” He’s been waiting for something like this for the past year. BUT…. But he lives in Pensacola and that’s about an hour’s drive and, wow, he doesn’t really want to spend that kind of time on the road, so could I move the meeting location closer to him? Oh, and the timing is bad. Could I plan it for a weeknight because his weekends are full?

Another gushes over how wonderful this project is I’m working on and how much she wants to be a part of it. BUT…. But she’s not comfortable being around people of other religions so would I please not allow people of those religions to participate?

Note: How many times have you run into this kind of problem trying to organize incentives for self-growth programs? In recent years, I have taken my methods from personal meetings to use on the Internet. It gets very disheartening after a time. The way I have come to think of it is to put it out there the best I can and if it gets any interest, then I have accomplished what I have sent intention to do. It
 is a shame to work without feedback. That is something that seldom happens because I am a kind, caring, and loving individual who loves to share with others. To me for now it is the ( + plusses ) that are most important to me. At least I can be assured someone is looking at what I have, of which I am certain I do because I also have a counter in my blog.

My greatest wish is to educate, and my way of educating is through the use of fantasy, which makes it more interesting to my way of thinking. It is like reading a fantasy book with real life lessons embedded in reality.

There was a time when I would have tried to accommodate everyone–and driven myself crazy to do so. A perfect example of this was about 10 years ago when I developed a little book promotion sideline that netted me about $5000 a year. I had a well-scrubbed mailing list of bookstores that were great at handselling (meaning, the staff actively recommended certain books to customers and knew enough about the books to talk comfortably about the stories or the authors and if you liked that book, then you’ll love this one!). I collected a fee and a certain number of flyers (1000, I think) from a certain number of authors, collated the packages, and mailed them to the stores so the bookstore owners would have an idea of which upcoming books to order and push. The problem was, a couple of authors would always miss a deadline. I burned a lot of midnight oil trying to accommodate all the hard-luck stories and late flyers–mainly because these people were also friends–to the point where it was too stressful to deal with and I dropped the sideline altogether. It was a good moneymaker and successful for a number of authors, but I literally didn’t have time to accommodate everyone.

Something I learned from the Black Forest Clan was instrumental in my learning that sometimes it’s okay not to accommodate, even among those of us who were raised to be accommodating. Someone had been on their way to a ritual and had been very, very excited about going. On the way, they tripped and sprained an ankle, so that they could not participate in the ritual. I was told that usually when something of that nature happened, it was because they weren’t meant–for whatever reason–to participate at that time.

So now I have some wonderful projects happening and lots of interest. Whenever I’m told I need to make a special accommodation for them so they can be a part of it, I smile and say, “I’m sorry that I can’t accommodate you, but you know, maybe this opportunity just isn’t meant for you.”
A little support from my dear internet friends would go a long way to lifting my spirits. Thank you very much for the support I already have my dearest friends. An occasional comment would go a long way to doing that.
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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

Tuesday, 17 November 2015

Assortment of short poems and quotes by me


The land of in-between
Hi, dear friends and followers. Today I would like to share with you another one of my assortment of poems and quotes. Thank you for visiting and reading my blog
Composed by me +Cindy Groulx 
In the twilight of the day into night,
or the twilight of the seasons,
when spring melts into summer
and summer into fall;
and in all of the other twilight places
where their paths converge with time,
and the veils in between realities are parted,
one may enter the other world,
the world of the twilight,
where anything is possible.
Here potentials have no restrictions.
This is where you may find the world of the fairy.
But we much caution you, dear one,
for if you enter the fairy crossing
and cannot return unchanged.
Once you have seen, touched,
and experienced this ethereal world,
there will never be anything 
that the other, human world can offer
that will ever satisfy you
as you were satiated in the fairy realm.
But be assured, my dear friends,
that if once you came one day you will return,
to knock at the door of the Fairy Lady's home.

A fairy heart is the free spirit of nature
A short poem by me +Cindy Groulx
She is beautiful and she is divine;
She shines like the golden sunlight.
She is magical and she is 
the sparkle on the brook.
She is the gentle breeze sighing above in the trees.
She need not wait for anyone to tell her; 
She knows who she is.
It is her free spirit and innocence
That is what makes her so beautiful.

Quote on nature By me +Cindy Groulx
The best help for those who are afraid, lonely, or unhappy is to find a peaceful, quiet place in nature. Being alone under the heavens and with the Great Spirit of nature will allow one to have communion with nature and to feel that all is as it should be. Great Spirit wishes for all to be happy, and being amidst the beauty and peace of nature is one place you may find some of it.
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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ

Monday, 16 November 2015

Compassion Is Not Weakness


Compassion Is Not Weakness

Hi, dear friends and followers. Today's topic is about how to be commanding and compassionate, and how compassion can be misunderstood for a sign of weakness. Thank you very much for reading my blog
 by Lorna Tedder · in Relationships
Something startling happened in a couple of new relationships that were shaping up to be quite beautiful. I didn’t understand and for several days, I’ve asked for understanding. There were echoes of similar relationships that ended suddenly, without an explanation at the time or an explanation that came later that I didn’t understand. Until now.

While reading the blog of a colleague I admire, I came across his explanation of how he’d learned the hard way: his compassion and kindness were often mistaken for weakness.

That hit me in a stronger way that I can ever describe. I’m by nature a very compassionate person. It doesn’t mean I’m here to take crap, thank you, but when someone’s hurting, especially emotionally, my nurturing and mothering nature takes hold. I’ve never perceived this as weakness. After all, even the Dark Mother who has a raging, warrioress side to Her also has a compassionate, nurturing side that will hold you in Her arms in your darkest moments.

Note: I can certainly vouch for that statement. My feelings of compassion were more than once misunderstood and often times made me the victim of bullies. I am not saying that I didn't have the ability to get mad to the point of lashing out, I did, but in none physical ways. It would last, and still does only last, all of about five minutes, and fizzles out like a dud fuse to a bundle of dynamite, that never really got to blow up. Well, not fully anyway. 

But here’s what I discovered in this one shining moment of clarity. While I’ve not perceived compassion as weakness, many people do.

In new relationships where I am perceived as tremendously strong, for the other person to see me make that switch to very kind and compassionate, it’s sometimes beyond their understanding. They LIKE the Tough Lorna. It seems incongruous that I can be both commanding and compassionate, and while not necessarily in the same breath, it doesn’t take long to switch between the two. For a man who’s searching for a commanding woman, it’s confusing. I now understand what a rather submissive man told me about thinking I was always commanding and being surprised that I had this “weaker” side. He wanted a woman who would treat him like crap all the time, even when he was already emotionally devastated. I could have done that for him, yes, but it wouldn’t have been true to myself, and for me, that would have been the weakness rather than showing him kindness when he lost his job.


Note: I never realised this with my ex-partners until quite a few years later. I could not return the aggressive behaviours back that they sought. Not only that I could not return their aggressive behaviour, I could not measure up to the image they were seeking, for one my fuze could never reach the dynamite to achieve this level of aggressiveness.

The other thing I saw in this epiphany is something I’ve seen glimmers of before. People who often see the compassionate and kind side of my nature and don’t know the commanding side think I’m a wimp. When I let the tiger out, they’re usually surprised–either telling me how terrible I am for not being the person they thought they could beat on or they’re off licking their wounds after pushing me too far.

I think I have tended during most of my life to let others see the compassionate and kind side of me first. That’s how I was raised. In recent years, I’ve been more inclined to show the commanding side and let the compassionate side emerge when needed. It’s unfortunate when people don’t see the fully integrated package. It doesn’t matter which side of me they see and get accustomed to first because once they see the other side of me, the relationship is forever changed.
Note: "Kaboom!" Although I may not show my displeasure in an aggressive manner to another, I am the type of person who very much dislikes liars, and I do express my displeasure to them without hesitation. For an empath you know when another is misleading or lying.
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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ


Sunday, 15 November 2015

The difference between imagination and fantasy


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The difference between imagination and fantasy
Hi, dear friends and followers. Due to some difficulties this morning, I would like to introduce to you something to ponder on. Thank you very much for visiting and reading my blog.
Due to another engagement today I thought I would share again one of my older favorite entries with you. Thank you for coming to my blog

Imagination draws its energy from a confrontation with desire. It feeds off desire, transmuting and magnifying reality through desire’s power.

Fantasy does the opposite; it avoids desire by fleeing into a crude sort of wish-fulfillment that seems much safer.

Fantasy might be teddy bears, lollipops, sexual delights, or superhero adventures; it also might be voices in one’s head urging acts of outrage and mayhem. Or it might be the confused world of separation and fear we routinely live in, a threatening yet seductive world that promises us the happiness we seek when our fantasies finally become real.

Imagination confronts desire directly, in all its discomfort and intensity, deepening the world right where we are. Fantasy and reality are opposing forces, but imagination and reality are not in opposition: Imagination goes toward reality, shapes and evokes it.

What if I were to say that Imagination is also a link between reality and fantasy. A connection between dreamland and the real world. Just think about it dear friends. When you are sitting in the cinema, watching a very tense, exciting and realistic movie, do you not feel like you are, not just part of the movie, but you are actually in the action living the part in the movie. Just something to ponder 


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ڰۣIn Loving Light from the Fairy Ladyڰۣ


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