Confronting the exercise monster.

Posted on July 31st, 2009 by Ann-Marie  (5 Comments)

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I’ve never been one for playing sports.
I never ran, not even to catch a bus. And I certainly never claimed the title of ‘Sportswoman of the Year’ in high school.

My head always ruled the day when it came to sports.

I had zero confidence and can still remember my Dad shouting from the sideline of my teen basketball games ‘Ann-Marie you gotta get tough, get in there for God’s sake

All the running I do at present is chasing Molly.

All the running I do at present is chasing Molly.

I never had a natural talent or developed any skills around sports.
It’s ironic that I married a very skilled sportsman. My husband is someone who can turn his hand to any sport and excel at it; triathlons, golf, swimming, softball, you name it, he’s darn good at it. I only hope that our 18 month old daughter inherits his ability.
I’d always placed exercise and sports in the same camp and given my lack of success in the latter; I avoided both like the plague. I built a very strong resistance to exercise and even though I knew deep down that it was good for my health, it never seemed to feel that way when I was in the throws of it, so in the end I dabbled a bit.

How mother and daughter manage the fear driven corporate world.

Posted on July 27th, 2009 by Wilma  (17 Comments)

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My daughter is entering a world that is new to her; the corporate world and boy is she learning.

It moves me deeply to witness her innocence and total bewilderment at it all.
It rocks me to my core, to see her discover the levels of incongruency and manipulation that exist, to see through her innocent eyes just how ugly and inhumane the world of work has become.

The precarious bridge between the two different worlds, one driven by fear and the other coming from love.

The precarious bridge between the two different worlds, one driven by fear and the other coming from love.

I am very grateful that my beautiful, generous, bright eyed and bushy tailed daughter is turning to me for guidance to make sense of this new world.

I am grateful that recently I’ve gotten a real sense of knowing just how different the world can be, so I do feel I have something of value to offer her and to guide her with.
And I am forever grateful for the movie ‘The Secret’ and the wide spread popularity of the Law of Attraction.
These new concepts and explanations on living have totally intrigued my daughter. They also gave us an aligned way of looking at what is happening to her at present and they provide insight into how she can deal with it all in a very different way.
She knows that if she is not careful she will end up living like most people in the finance world; wealthy but fearful and with a huge loss of inner self worth.

Jesus would be proud of me, I can do miracles too.

Posted on July 20th, 2009 by Wilma  (13 Comments)

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I often wonder if we are all children of God.
If Jesus is one, then I am one too.

Then . . . if he can do miracles I can too, right?

Well let’s see if I have?

I grew up in concrete-ville; no garden, only apartment buildings. And I hated it. I remember vividly that as a child I often drooled over gardens.

I did that from a very young age and haven’t stopped since.

If eating flowers is not a miracle, what is?

If eating flowers is not a miracle, what is?

When I was 9 years old my walk to school took me through a more affluent area where the houses had gardens. There was one particular garden that stood out from the rest so I always stopped by to take a good look at it. I had to stand on my tippy toes so I could peek over the hedge and when I had, there it was my beautiful garden!
It had a white house with a straw roof and a lawn sprawling all the way to the waters edge.
If I close my eyes now I can still see it. Surrounding the grass was this band of color, a whole border full of blazing flowers.
In those moments I entered a magical place; I just stood there dreaming until I snapped out of it and then I had to run to catch up with the others.

Babies and the crucial part love plays in learning.

Posted on July 13th, 2009 by Wilma  (6 Comments)
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Fire walking, abseiling, why do we do it? Is daily living not scary enough for us?
For me, life mostly scares the living daylights out of me.
You should see me when I have to do something that is really out of my comfort zone, such as believing that owning my own business will work out.

However I can see how I can be tempted to do  firewalking instead and leave real life be.

Ann-Marie with delightful Molly.

Ann-Marie with delightful Molly.

That is why I love children, I simply adore them, because they teach me so much and Molly has shown me the answer to the above question.
I love being with Ann-Marie’s little 18 month old daughter.
She is absolutely delightful.

She looks at me with total abandonment of good manners.
She openly stares and I love it.
I just stare back and I am me.
She just sits there and she is she.

My mind is screwing up my life.

Posted on July 6th, 2009 by Wilma  (2 Comments)

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We all know about protective parents.

The ones who walk you to school with a hat on when nobody else is wearing one.
The ones who won’t let you go on holidays with your friends; the ones who won’t let you live.

They can ruin a lot, those protective parents and it seems they certainly don’t encourage you in anything you love to do.

One protective parent that could not affect this loving heart.

This protective parent could not stifle this loving heart.

It is all about them; these parents who love to interfere and who therefore make it tough for you to show up and get on with what you would love to do with your life.
Lucky for me my parents were not over protective at all but to my shock horror I have found out that I did have an over protective presence in my life that was as dominating to my Heart as over protective parents are to their children.

And that presence was . . . MY MIND.