All posts tagged: Thoughts

Accept..then release

I pushed my way up a busy escalator milling with people ” Excuse me! Excuse me!” I pushed people out of the way.  Didn’t they know ‘Links gehen, Rechts stehen’?! (If you’re going on the left, if you’re standing on the right.) I ran towards the platform… But the train was long gone. I didn’t even see it chugging down the train tracks.. It was just.. Gone.  I stood there is disbelief. I swallowed several choice swear words. I stomped my feet as I went down the stairs. I was going to have to wait a whole hour for the next connection. Oh it was frustrating. And painful! Trudging around the bookstore, looking but not seeing the books I fumed! (this is very strange for a bookworm, in a book store and not seeing books?!) Then.Finally I told myself, the train has gone, there is nothing I can do about it. There was no other connection,I had to wait. My shoulders slumped. And I exhaled. Acceptance. I continued looking around.. Oh a new book by …

You listen to yourself the most.

You cannot see on the outside what you do not see on the inside. Things happen, life happens. But you ultimately have control of what is happening within you. If you start to think bad thoughts..interrupt those thoughts with good WORDS! YES.WORDS. You know how when you are trying to concentrate hard on something and someone is blabbering away .. “Will you shut up! I cant think!” is usually the response Interrupt those crippling thoughts ‘I’m not doing enough, I’m a loser,’I’m not good enough.I’m not getting better, things will never get better, I don’t matter. Nobody loves me’ You know who you listen to the most? Yourself. – tweet You hear your voice the most. Use it for good. For yourself.  So many people ask you to raise your voice the victims and underprivileged. You have been a victim of the wrong thoughts.Its time to raise your voice to negate those evil thoughts. You are not everything you think. Crack open that big bible you have sitting on a shelf in your house. You …

Moods don’t matter…

I had the opportunity to have some pretty artistic photos of myself taken by a very eccentric, emotional, moody photographer. He walked into the room, demanding attention, wanting people to cater to his bad mood. I smiled because he reminded me of myself at 15.. and sometimes in the morning even now… I bristled in the beginning…… but realised if I wanted to have good pictures taken I had to ignore his mood and do my part and do a bloody good job. Anybody can be a DIVA baby. I ignored him, played some BEYONCE… then had some fabulous photos taken. You have to move forward no matter what their mood is. – tweet this!  😉 xoxo @bookwormgiraffe

Failing everyday.

So as is the custom in some homes over the Christmas period the family breaks out a board game or a deck of cards to play some games, keep each other busy and just have fun.   Last year we were to play a game of Rummy with a beautiful deck of antique cards. The wine was poured, we sat next to the glorious tree, the lighting was just right But my insides were not, I was fighting this happening with all I had. I had spent the last ten minutes groaning (in a whisper, as you do at Christmas time) about how I hated playing cards etc   I had never played rummy before, so the rules were briefly explained before the game began. It was a bit slow at first because two out of four of us were playing it for the first time, but we started to get into it.   As we went on, it became fun.   I managed to finish second in the first game ,  the other newbie …

Take off the robe!

Do you remember how the last song of Sister Act 2 made you feel?  The goose bumps, the joy, the tears! Why?  Was it Lauryn Hill’s amazing vocals? Or her baggy jeans? (She wore the heck out of those!) Or the lady doing sign language in the back ground? Was it the fact that they were being themselves, their authentic selves and being glorious at it? That it spoke to you and how you want to break out and rock something so boldly and greatly just as you are? That you want to be accepted as you are? Me too my friend, me too. Remember when they are asked to take off their robes (Read here, what they had to wear to be accepted in the competition, to be seen as worthy) and they come on stage in their dungarees, kente shirt (ha!) , base ball caps to the back , saggy pants, doc martins…and they win. THEY WIN!! This is what makes me tear up every time….yes they sing the heck out of the …

Belief and trust

The most read blog post on this blog is  ‘When friendship becomes too much ‘  read it here or tweet it We struggle in relationships, whether in the workplace, or at home. You usually don’t get to choose who your family or work colleagues are …but your friends..its all on you. You pick them, you gravitate towards them, you allow them into your life, into your heart, and when they hurt it you, you call yourself a fool for being vulnerable again, for letting them in time after time. But  why do you keep going back?  Most times its a shared experience.. most times its because they believe what we believe. You may have that one friend that you have known for years, is basically an a – hole… but he is still your buddy because…he believes what you believe and you know this..and you trust this. So maybe we should ask ourselves as we weigh our friendships, before I walk away.. Do I still believe what  I believed when I became friends with this person? …

Connection…..

Sitting at a dinner table, long after the dinner has been cleared, the lighting is low, the wine still flows, the laughter is in abundance.  You stare at their faces, your heart feels so glad, you are at ease. Dinner with friends. Dinner with funny friends, dinner with funny friends you have known since you were wee high, friends you wish you saw more often. What is so special about this moment?  Of course the Bordeaux is divine, yes the duck was moist and the chilly sauce accompanied it like a dream, desert was a delicacy…..    ……..but most importantly it was the connection. The connection you have with these people, connection at this point which has nothing to do with technology, nothing to do with how much each of you is earning, or who had the best selfie that day. This is about the essence of who you guys really are, where you are at the moment in your lives, and the fact that you are accepted as you are. Don’t make these times few …

How dare you?!!!

How dare you compare the amazing work of art that you are to someone else. tweet this How dare you belittle the talent you have, compare it with someone else’s, just because they have a little more exposure, a few more likes, a few more followers. How dare you insult the creator by demeaning that which he has deemed worthy of life , worthy of breathe, worthy of happiness. How dare you look down on yourself and expect others to give you a stamp of approval when you wont even approve of yourself.  How dare you!

Can you sail alone?

Some people are bullied at school. Made fun of, beaten up, had their lunch taken, had eggs smashed in their faces…… and some never experience this. Then they get to the work place, and the type of bullying changes. They don’t ask you to lunch. They constantly criticize your work. They have their favourite go to people in the office.  You meet men that don’t  think women can do the job. You meet women that don’t think women can do the job. (Is this so far from highschool though?) Do you know you can still do your job, still be nice to people and still not be a part of the ‘mean girls ‘ group? I’m not talking about looking for opportunities to be alone all the time, of course you participate, of course you collaborate, of course you offer to have a coffee with a colleague. Be nice to the snakes, be nice to the wolves, you can be nice and still get work done. Find the people that you feel safe with, whether …

The F word

There is so much good content online, and of you are looking for help it is always there…and sometimes you come across it when you need it most! You know I love to share great stuff I find online, if not in December 🙂 when you get a gift from me every day….I’ll post it immediately, because..there is somewhere out there that needs it! The F word. The scary one. The one that I run away from at top speed! The one that I hate with a passion.The one that I sometimes cannot even say out loud. Failure (shuddered as I typed that!) Ugh.Failure. I’ve experienced failure as a student…..but as a creative? I mean I am creating my own stuff and I love it so who cares whether you love it or not? Still…….Failure. What is Failure for? How do you deal with the emotions after failure? My muse needs therapy…and these guys are here to help me out. Let me know what you think!

Doubt

Are you doubting that you can do that which you have been asked to do…what you would like to do….what you need to do? Doubt is crippling.Been tackling it this past week. Its exhausting. Why? It takes as much energy to believe that you can do it as much as it takes to doubt that you can. That my friends is the truth. It’s Sunday, day to relax, empty all the fears of the last week…and fill up on more of the good stuff..the faith that ..yeah….I can….and I will. Love Y’all.

#MagicalMusic Be someones Cheerleader!

Get your cheer leading outfit on! its time to change some lives! This wonderful image and quote is from Sandi Krakowski. Someone I can’t wait to meet! Here are some mellow songs that keep me happy as I potter about (because pottering about is the thing to do you know) Mellow is sometimes nice isn’t it though? Remember. Be someones cheerleader!