Posts Tagged ‘transformation’

Really? It’s Monday? Already? Whew! What a gorgeous weekend. Hope you had as much fun as we did over here on the rock. Just soaking up sunshine (not saying this to make you feel bad, but it’s true) and the heavenly breeze, savoring ripe fruits and in joying some good ol’ fashion family time.

Sometime last week, I made a comment about wanting to disassemble the shelves in the family room and refurbish them. Within moments a few bredren (male peeps), including my husband, descended and commenced said project. Ummm, I didn’t realize anyone actually heard me murmuring to myself about wanting to make this change. How’s that for action? Well, the shelves were painted by late afternoon and well on their way to dry. The only glitch was that I needed fabric to finish the base of the shelves. And where we live, going to buy fabric is pretty much an all day event.

This is, after all, Jamaica. If you don’t live here, you may have heard that everything takes between 3 and 100 times longer to do.

So, I still need the fabric for the finishing. And silly me, I, didn’t even think to take before pics of said project for you. So the ‘after” images will have to suffice. That is, as soon as I get fabric (hopefully, later today or tomorrow) and actually coax the shelves into a photo worthy, “after” state. I think it will be refreshing to enhance this corner of our home and I look forward to the change.

Manifesting a newly refurbished space (albeit small) can be a very easy thing to do. Especially if your contribution consists of murmuring under your breath, which is all I’ve done, so far anyway. The fabric part is easy and I’ll share with you later this week some quick fix, cost effective storage (Not made in China)!

What are you manifesting this monday? Rearranging your cosmetics drawer might make your week a little happier. Maybe you are buying pretty, new towels to fold and put away in your (freshly reorganized, hint, hint) linen closet? Why not give away or recycle the magazines next to your bed? You know, the stack you’ve flipped and read through one hundred times (but haven’t parted with because you might read them one more time). Making a list of house, art or craft projects you’d like to work on is also a great start!

Remember! The simple task of writing a to do list can bring forward little and/or grand changes! Anyway, I’d love to hear what you’re working on! 🙂

Oh yeah, and do you like my latest Exotic Blüm?

One Love, walk good, off to revamp…

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I am swimming in a sea of overwhelm. I can’t sleep at night. I pace the house in the wee morning hours in an attempt to unravel the knots, bundle and tie up unfinished ends. Is it too late for baby steps? Metamorphosis is upon us.

Whew!  Transformation brings pressure. Today, I am breathing deep and giving thanks for Monday. Oh blessed Monday. Always a clean slate and chance to start something new. This week is crucial. Change is cultivating, culminating and congealing. I am vague about the nature of upcoming changes because they are vast and uncertain. Patience, my peeps, all will soon be revealed.

I snapped this photo at the annual Negril Donkey races yesterday. For me, it sums up oneness perfectly. This sweet couple doesn’t know I captured the image. But I think they would like it. I love living in a popular destination town. Visitors hail from all over the world and we are gifted the opportunity to meet members of the human family often. It makes for a very colorful and creative existence.

When I feel like I am clinging to life by super short (jewelry making) fingernails, it is oneness that anchors me. The current of sameness runs through our veins. I know I am never alone. Even when change is looming at my front door…

One Love, walk good, holding my head above water…

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You hold the keys to change.

It is Monday, which has it’s own built in opportunity to cleanse, if only by the sheer luck and misfortune of being the “first” day of the week. Here’s to manifesting, organizing, clearing, refreshing.

I spent time yesterday in the tangled delight of a studio cleanse. It always makes me feel inspired to move stuff out and straighten what is staying. I don’t know about you, but I’m rarely inspired by studio clutter and project remains. I prefer a crisp and clear, creative expanse. I am energized by empty, open spaces.

Shelves, journals, desks, tables, walls, etc.

Wherever you are, I hope you are inspired to have a productive day. Sometimes sorting a stack of magazines on the coffee table can make you feel more organized. Sometimes, a simple chore (i.e., cleaning out your purse) is enough to trigger a spark of inspiration so grand you are unable to contain it! Keep it on the positive and change won’t overwhelm you. Distance is reached in baby steps.

What are you manifesting this monday? Whether you are making lists, crossing items off of your list, or just incubating and floating in creative process, I wish you a beautiful and organized Monday.

One Love, walk good, Wo~manifesting…

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When I first moved to Jamaica I washed our clothes by hand. We lived in a small rental and the landlords would not permit us to own a washing machine. We finally purchased one and were unable to use or even plug it in. It sat on our veranda gathering dust and feeling superfluous for months. You can imagine the immense relief I felt when we moved into a rental that allowed us to have and run our washing machine (in the house no less). It made my life light years easier. Since that very day, I have washed the majority of our wardrobe in the machine.

Once the clothes have been washed and spin cycle completed. They need to dry. Dryers are a rare commodity in Jamaica (perhaps because sunshine is not) and for most garments, sun will suffice. But pinning the clothes is a hefty task and commands a surprising amount of time, strength and energy. Needless to say, once I had the washing machine I no longer dreaded washing the laundry. I promptly shifted my focus to a different domestic grievance. Pinning out the clothes, uggggghhhhh.

In those early days it all seemed so cumbersome and confining. Especially the line. Initially, I dreaded the task of pinning the collars, arms and waists of our family wardrobe, the onesees, the bibs, the diapers, etc. Believe me when I tell you, I procrastinated a lot and wished  that I had someone to manage the doldrums of domestic dailies.

What I should have wished was that I could find a way to enjoy the process a little bit more. It would have saved me some hardship to alter my perceptions about such things. Who knew I could and would come to love the simple and natural chore of pinning my family’s clothes on the line. Something in me has transformed. And believe it or not, for a couple of years now, this line is one of the domestic tasks that I look forward to. Yet another opportunity to commune with nature. Sunrise and sunset inna fi wi (our) yard is goldenly silent. And although I periodically hear goats, birds and the occasional Jamaican sound system in the distance I cherish the quiet.

Remembering how things used to be, I am surprised by the discovery that years later I have accepted my domestic fate. I’ve created little line games to play that involve counting pins and the like. I take deep breaths and meditate, radiate positivity when I’m out there with our wet clothes. I pretend I am a super shero and feel strong and gratified when I hoist up the line with the big stick. It is a simple joy to me. And somehow I feel a comaraderie with women all over the world. I know they are doing the same thing…

There is an ancestral connection in the flaxen, sparkle of morning and evening chores. Hearts in our hands. Women have been hanging clothes for generations upon generations and I am proud to be a part of the inner laundry sanctum. In the greater scheme of things, there is something profoundly rewarding about pinning each and every marina, blouse, skirt and pair of pants on the line with my own, loving hands. My mother and mother in law and grandmothers, have all been stain masters in their own time. If they can’t remove a stain, it can’t be done. They have handed down the ways to me and blessed my hands with the ability. I am grateful.

So, a pleasant reminder to you. When things get to be too much this busy season, take minute, do some simple laundry, wipe the floor, give thanks for your capable hands. It will ground you. I promise. Routine provides opportunity for meditation and clarity, some would say prayer. As for the chores you most dislike, perhaps, there’s a way you might think about these tasks differently? It really is a choice. You can dread domestics or you can find a way to embrace some positive aspect of the dailies. Either way, the laundry has to get done!

How might you transform or be transformed by your least favorite chores?

One Love, walk good, need to do some laundry… 😉

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Behind this virtual door, is the give away prize. I hope you are paying attention because I really wouldn’t want to see you miss out. This process has been delayed by a day or so which is why you are seeing blu door #2 and not meeting the prize piece just yet.  Considering all of this uploading is happening from Jamaica, a day late is quite reasonable.  If you’ve been here, you know. Thank you for being patient.  And I assure you it will be well worth the wait.

In the meanwhile, I invite you to tap into your creative side. As sunshine is a bit more consistent in this season we can wander, stroll, and ride around town looking for the things that call to our creative selves. Doorways have always appealed to me and are great fodder for the  photography habbit. They are also symbolic of transformation and beginnings…

What calls to your creative side when you open the door (this can be literal or figurative)? I plead with you to stop saying that “you don’t have a creative side” or that you are “not very creative”. We are all blessed with something spectacular and extraordinary, whether we have “a good eye” for design, in photography, art, fashion or are able to do something crafty with our hands, sometimes it is our prowess of listening or speaking that shines. Maybe you mix beats or make music mixes, plant flowers in your garden, write the best travel postcards ever, make the most amazing Italian food or rock the theatrical game of charades while dancing to Vivaldi.  Whatever it may be, there is some creative ability that you are either unaware of or hiding from the world because you don’t think of it as creative. Open your minds eye, and look at your environment in a new way. What speaks to you or looks the brightest, what do you notice again and again? Open your door and create or share creatively. I would love to hear/read about whatever it is that moves you. C’mon now, give us whatcha got!

One Love, Creating…

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