My New Mantra

More than enough. Always enough.

My new mantra came to me today as I was driving through the sunshine and the beautiful fall colours of the Niagara Escarpment on my way to a lunch date with my girlfriend, Cheryl.

As I drove through the splendour of fall, my mantra literally downloaded into my consciousness. And, at that very moment I felt a rush of joy so big and so wonderful my eyes stung with the beauty of it. And I realized that I have never felt more abundant, alive, and on purpose than I do at this very moment!

MagicAnd there is so much more on its way;

  • More fun
  • More love
  • More laughter
  • More peace
  • More joy
  • More money
  • More abundance
  • More balance
  • More play
  • More prosperity
  • More bliss
  • More attraction
  • More manifesting
  • More happiness
  • More of the work I LOVE so much
  • More creativity
  • More passion
  • More appreciation
  • More magic
  • More connection
  • More fulfillment
  • More energy
  • More health
  • More fitness
  • More wellness

More than enough. Always enough.

An extraordinary Friday indeed! 🙂

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Appreciating

Here’s what I appreciate about today;

  • That I pushed my body to the limit in a killer workout this morning at the gym
  • That the sun was shining so brilliantly
  • That I have a delightful new coaching client
  • That Simon and I have a new financial planner and the outlook is good
  • That I had a massage this afternoon
  • That one of my clients gave me a referral which could bring in lots more business
  • That my slow cooker lentil curry was delicious (even though I have enough to feed the entire neighbourhood!)
  • That Simon and I had a great walk this evening before dinner
  • That I am excited about delivering my first workshop of the new term tomorrow
  • That today was Monday and I got to work, exercise, play, connect and take care of myself

Extraordinary! 🙂

Time Traveller

45 RecordI was in grade six when Bob Seger and the Silver Bullet Band released their album entitled; Against the Wind. In June of that year I celebrated my twelfth birthday.

That birthday stands out as one of my best because my big brother, Jim, gave me the 45 single release of Against the Wind. I spent hours in my parents’ basement listening to that song over and over again.

I just loved it!

Flash forward to September 3rd, 2014 and I am in my kitchen making dinner for my family. Against the Wind starts playing on my iPad and I am immediately transported back twenty-four years. I am back in that basement getting ready for my birthday party with my friends. I am wearing my canary yellow shirt with the matching pants (oh dear!!!). And before my friends arrive, I am making sure that Against the Wind is the 45 sitting on the record player so it will be the song that kicks off my party.

I have always wished that I could travel back in time. The idea of having the opportunity to visit or to re-visit the past just fascinates me.

Isn’t it extraordinary to think that, tonight, I did just that?!? 🙂Against the Wind

 

 

Evie and Olaf

My beautiful little niece, Evie, celebrated her 3rd birthday today. It has been a day of fun, celebration and the complete and absolute delight that goes along with a three-year-old.

FrozenI called my sister-in-law earlier in the week to ask what Evie would like for her birthday. I was not at all surprised to hear that an Elsa doll was at the top of the list. Evie is absolutely entranced with the movie Frozen. She knows all the dialogue, sings every song and spends countless hours a day playing imaginative games as either Anna or Elsa (or both). And anyone that plays with her is directed as to which character they will be and what they should be doing.

Adorable!

When I was at Toys r Us the other day, I had the best time shopping for my adorable niece. I was thrilled to find the Elsa doll that she wanted and chose some beautiful pink paper and a sweet birthday card. I decided that I wanted to add a little something to Evie’s gift so I grabbed a stuffed Olaf. What I didn’t realize until I got up to the cash resister is that Olaf is a talking stuffy. Oh well, I figured, it’s not coming to my house. And, I figured that my brother and sister-in-law would eventually forgive me.

When we had the birthday party this afternoon, Evie was very happy with her Elsa doll and absolutely over-the-moon with Olaf. She pushed the button over and over and giggled with absolute delight each and every time his voice drifted into the party.

There is just nothing more extraordinary than a young child standing knee-deep in joy!

Happy birthday my darling Evie! xo:)Olaf

 

All the Diamonds

One of the aspects of this blogging project that I love the most is the invitation to seek out and capture the extraordinary in the ordinary of my day-to-day life. When I started this project I wondered if I could actually find something Radical enough or extraordinary enough to blog about every day.

Well, I needn’t have worried about that!

BlogMost days there are so many extraordinary tid-bits that I want to capture, it is hard to pick just one. It is amazing to me to realize how truly extraordinary life is. And, that it is the noticing of all the little things that make it so.

This morning, as I was heading into Toronto to run my workshops, the traffic on the highway was congested, so the GoBus driver dropped down onto Lakeshore Blvd. I am one of the few people who do not sleep on the bus so I have the opportunity to meditate, read, and look out the window as the world is going by. This morning, after meditating, I did not feel like reading so it was a window morning.

And, man, was there ever a lot going on down by the waterfront in Toronto this morning!

Lakeshore Bike PathJoggers, cyclists, kids, old people, dogs, tennis players, roller bladers, tai chi masters, rowers and sailors. As I observed it all, I realized that it was the people out walking that seemed to capture my interest and imagination the most. Some of them were walking briskly all dressed for work, some were strolling at a leisurely pace with no discernable destination in mind, and some were all decked-out in their athletic finery and power walking. And then there were my personal favourites; the old women with their huge sunglasses, their freshly done hair, their massive sun visors placed just-so on their heads and their teeny-weeny and yappy dogs.

Am I going to look like that someday? Oh dear!

I was thoroughly enjoying watching and appreciating the motley crew of people taking advantage of the beautiful summer morning as we made our way into the city and I felt a deep sense of well-being settle over me.

The feeling of well-being, however, was soon replaced with heart-stopping awe as the morning sun hit the lake at just the right angle to light it up like millions of sparkling diamonds. It was so beautiful I almost wanted to cry with the sheer wonder of it.

And that feeling has been with me all day.

Isn’t it amazing to think of how many of those heart-stopping moments of awe pass us by in the course of a regular day?

And, I wonder, what would be the impact if we were all taking the time to notice even just a few of the extraordinaries nestled so brilliantly within the ordinary?yLPld

 

The Invitation

I watched my sister get married three days ago. I watched as she joined her life with a man she loves deeply. I watched her nine-year-old daughter hold her hand all the way through the ceremony. And I watched as her beloved looked deep into her heart and said; ‘I do‘.

The InvitationThe sun was shining, the birds were singing and their backyard garden looked absolutely lovely.

It was one of those delightful casual weddings that probably only happens the second time around when the bride and groom have the wisdom and maturity to celebrate in a way that suits them just so. There was no formal seating during the ceremony so I got to stand right up front with my back to the fence and witness, at eye level, my sister’s dreams came true.

It just so happened that Simon was standing directly across from me on the other side of the garden.

It was such a gift to have the opportunity to watch Simon from afar during the ceremony. I had the chance to look at him and appreciate how handsome he looked in his gorgeous suit. I got to appreciate his warmth, his poise, his deep love of our nieces and nephews as he held our baby nephew for part of the ceremony. And, as my two sisters-in-law got up to read The Invitation so beautifully, I had the opportunity to lock eyes with him and speak volumes without one word being spoken between us.

After twenty-three years in relationship it is so easy to slide into the mundane; who unloads the dishwasher, who does the laundry and who pays the bills. It’s so easy to forget that those are not the most important things. The Invitation reminded me that it has only ever been about daring to dream, dancing with wildness, and standing in the centre of the fire without shrinking back.

Kind of feels like I got married the other day.

I love you Simon! xo:)invitation