Hello Beautiful Person. What a joy it is that you are in my world, thank you for being you.

Ever had a magical moment happen to you? Ever just suddenly burst into laughter? That's magic for me. What about you?

I started with Access, learning, practising, utilising 2 months ago. I'm not the same person I was then, I don't overreact. It's that simple. I don't spend the day trying to control my tears, because they only show up when I'm laughing. How great is that? Would you do anything if you had the opportunity to change?

Today, I as I connected to the power of the universe, ( you may call that sunlight or God, whatever rocks your boat ). I was outside on the stairs and suddenly there was a stir in the air. From out of nowhere came, crows, pippies, minors, green and red birds, and a few others that I just don't know how to describe. They were there in front of me ... flying, trittering, singing ... truth and beauty all right there just as a gift for me.  What had I done ... nothing ... well opened energetically ... Do you know what that is? It's when your just happy to be who you are and allow the warmth of that to flow through your entire being. How cool is that? Anyway I've digressed, the birds entertained me for about 15 minutes and just to make sure I knew the universe was gifting me numerous butterflys joined in. I felt love touch me.

How does life get better than that? What else is possible?

Thank you Universe. Thank you Mother Earth.
Thank you Gary Douglas. Thank you Shauna Teaken. Thank you body.

And most important of all thank you beautiful person for spending a few moments with me.

Hi everyone it's very early morning 3.40am, yes for me mornings do it.

I share some of me from yesterday here with you now. I was fortunate enough to see some ducks and a swan, I sat meditating for what seemed liked a few minutes, though Earth time was over an hour. The sun lifted the fog off the water and enabled some awesome screens to be photgraphed for later study for painting. In my existence I've always been creative, I get a buzz out of watching a blank pages fill with words, paper change as I draw and canvas turn into something unique. My hands are gifted with the ability to do much creativity. I am grateful for them and to be here now with you.

The scent of hot coffee freshly brewed fills the room and I am transported to another time.

I share some more of me some of my past. My childhood like many others was not easy. I'm not going into details, because they simply don't matter, it was long ago and I am no longer a victim. I was then, however I have realised that learned behaviour governs much of existence. Great grandparents taught grandparents who taught our parents who taught us and so on back and forward. The great gift we have in our generation is education and choice.       
                  I choose not to follow their teachings ... What about you?

At 15 I left home, as were the rules in the early 70s I had a place to live and a job. I walked over 20 to 30ks through the night to ensure the secrecy of running away. I had enough of what was happening so I simply planned it and left. It did not change the situation though my leaving did stir what eventually would be change. I'm sorry for those left behind I was endeavouring to make a change endeavouring to say STOP, I had no idea what would happen, I just had to go. I arrived at my new residence and was preparing to rest when I saw the panel van with it's vertical (thankfully different from most Panel Vans at the time) back doors and I knew I was in trouble. I ran, yet I was not fast enough, hands around my throat, air left my body unconscious, I was placed in the back of that van. My awesome body begins recovery, though time seems frozen for a moment, I'm aware the doorway is free. One chance and one chance only, as the car moves, I move up and out and running in a split second I ran through the house, though time still seemed to be still, I ran, I was present, I was calculating what to do, I ran to the toilet at the back of the house, I placed my feet against the wall and my body against the door the actual toilet was too my left away from my person. I talked to my body and to the wall, yes half crazed of course. "Body be strong, wall be solid." over and over again I was 100 percent present. I can't be certain of the time line maybe 20 or 30 minutes. Time enough for the lady of the new residence, screaming then realising I was in trouble calling the Police, for the Police to be dispatched and then show up and then defuse the situation. During this time I was aware of what was happening. During this time me a 15yr old 5foot female held the door against a raged fully grown man 5ft 10 inches and at least 3 times my weight, yet the body and the door held.

I don't tell this story for sypathy, I tell if for strength, many cases happen of great feats often, this one is simply mine ...... How did this occur? Super Girl? Was it magic? ... What else is possible?

Hi Everyone. Thank you all so much for your words of encouragement. I really appreciate them.

.... I will evenutally put my picture on my blog .... though I'm way more than my face, just having a bit of fun showing eveyone parts of me and adding a little poetry too ... every now and then ... Are you sure you want to see my face?    What if I look like a firey dragon? What if I look like Godzilla? What if I'm a mermaid? What if I'm a different?  just funning with you ... or am I? ... whooee, play, laugh out loud, fun, ... oh yes ... creating a new word ..... WOLLFP .... wollfp  it up!

Yesterday one attended a workshop to uncreate and destroy drama .... whoooeee so glad to have had WOLLFP with me  then .... ha ha

What a treat this morning was, beautiful mixture of birds, all around me while I attended work, they sat on the fence and sang gorgeous songs, It was truth and beauty and tangible oneness (God if you prefer). Everything is changing ... can you sense it? Do you sense the change .... do you sense the oneness in growth ... we've been waiting a very long time for this ... open communication has allowed much change ... it's so awesome ... are you aware? What would it take to have more awareness?

What else is possible? What can I do to contribute to the changes to show more gratitude and more kindness? What awareness is required to join together and know that we are all part of the oneness? Each of us gifted in a unique way, sure some may be the brain and some may be the poop hole, yet one doesn't function without the other..... as always laugh out loud .... "for all we know the best is yet to come."

I've always been gifted with a special energy sensory perception. I am not alone, there are many recorded cases. I sense animals issues. I hear trees sing after the rain. Flying things seem to be my specialty though ... the bees, the dragonfly, the butterfly, birds .... I was with my Aunt when she passed ... the room was dark like night at 1pm on a sunny day, the body without her was hollow and grey, yet the light I saw leave in the dark like a teardrop of wonderful luminous silvery glow the size of a new born baby, what left was truth and awareness. I have been gifted true beauty by these things. What else is possible?

It is not always what one expects, in fact I'd go so far as to say it's never what one expects ... yet .... it is always what one asks for. So ... be aware of your wishes.... for they may just come true.

 

Good Morning Everyone,

What a gorgeous day. Thank you Universe. We have been gifted with a beautiful sky today, it's colours are amazing, blue and greys and clouds swirling and dancing. It's awesome. The sun is gathering itself to pop! Wow. How did we get so fortunate?

Yesterday, I took Mum to the hospital, time for that cast to come off. Yeah! The traffic was horrid in the rain, every one seemed to be going 40ks. So I opened myself to the magic of the world and swished a little, suddenly the cars all started to pull over to the left. Magic indeed in these hands. How fortunate am I? Arrived on time for our appointment, radio blaring how the highway was still blocked. Giggled a little.

Wow what a wall blast walking into the hospital was. All those unconcious people, really dragged on me like walking through wet tar or heavy mud. I had to work on my gold umbrella ever second for a few minutes. It was amazing though. As my awareness grows, I am gifted with a knowing exactly what is required. How special are we?

The nurses where complaining how far behind they were. I asked ... What else is possible. Suddenly the room had fewer people and the nurses were happier. I asked. What would it take to be next? Guess what ... Mum's name was called. The nurse said there's no one to take off the cast. I asked. What else is possible? The doc said I'll do it myself.... The nurses face. Then the guy who normally does it came back from lunch .... shook his head ..... "I've never seen a doc do that here" ..... What else is possible?

What else is possible? Truth, we have no control really, what's going to happen is going to happen, it just is what it is. Do what makes you feel lighter. Life on this planet is a playground of possibility. What about letting go and having fun? LOL = laugh out loud :)

Currently I read post after post, all over, facebook, blogging, emails, newsletters and there's an awareness happening throughout them. Bring it on. Awareness of our planet, awareness of each other and the gift that each of us is. There's no one like each one. How cool is that?

I've just read an article from Article written by the Last Ocean’s Peter Young in response to an attack by NZ Economist Gareth Morgan. This ran in the NZ Herald on April 24, 2012.

What would it take to have more awareness?

I have this bee that visits my little unit. At first I was afraid of it, it's huge, like the size of a finch, I'm going to attempt to get a photo after talking it over with a very awesome lady.

When the bee first visited me, there were stinging things all around me, my home had been infested with spiders, I felt like I was a cocoon for a while, the wasps had built a nest at my front door and then the bee at the back. Whooee. What was going on? I asked, and I asked, not just me others I asked as well. It's just not the time for such activity.

I've always believed creatures have a communicative energy. Ever heard the dog speak to you? the cat? How excited your pets become when you're home with them? Horses almost speak, so do some dogs. There's been many recorded cases. Well, kind of half sheepishly, again after encouragement from the same awesome lady. I spoke to the bee. It's fortunate I live alone and that my home has no real neighbours. I admit I felt like a weirdo.

Imagine .... that, no response. What was I thinking. The bee just flew right up to the door and sort of froze mid flight in front of me. It was a bit daunting. For a bee it was very large.

Then it moved off.

Well, not the answer I was expecting. When is the answer from the universe what you expect?

To my surprise the bee continued to visit. It's been several weeks. It may even be every day, I work so I'm not sure if it is 100%. I asked the bee if there was something I could do for it.

Weirdo .... I just received .... no I'm just here for company so you are not alone.

How does life get better than that? How special am I that a bee has come to keep me company?

Good Morning, It's 2am here in SE Qld. This is a normal time for me, somewhere between 2 and 4am my peepers open at the dawn of a new day and the gratitude of being able to watch, in it's rising. It just is, I'm definately a morning person, I appreciate not everyone is, and isn't that just the best awesome gift, we're all different. Like one piece in a giant puzzle. Whoooowe! We're so fortunate to be.

Someone asked me what my genre was, I just had no idea what that word meant, I looked up the Thesaurus and found, brand, catagory; well ... I like to write about what's happening with me. I like to share it here with you. Is there a name for that? I write other things, I've written stories, mostly they are fantasy or romance fantasy or children's stories of what's possible. So I've kind of taken on board that my genre is fantasy.

Does that limit what I write?

It's so encouraging for me to be able to share here. I feel blessed to have that option in my writing world. My working world is surrounded by manual labour and this part of my day encourages me to be grateful. I know we are in such a gifted place, enabled to write freely as a woman, anything I want, there's no rules really that I'm aware of, but, there's common sense. Well at least that's where I come from, common sense, caring, gentleness and contribution.

What contribution can I be to others while I write?

That's the sort of question I ask before my fingers begin dancing over the keys. I'm always been amazed by my own ability to touch type it makes me giggle, because my hands seem to be alive on their own, Oh I know my brain is in there, yet, it still looks funny. I'm grateful to be so fortunate.

Most of the human race functions on auto pilot, their brain is so busy with noise that they don't or can't think about what they are doing. What would it take without it being a judgement call to become more aware and function from "love" and "care"? I've used these words before.

Are we here to encourage each other to become all that is possible to experience anything that is desired? Is life the united greatness of how we are together that makes it the awesome experience?

 :) thank you for taking your valuable time to read where I am today :)

Good morning! Miss me? Some little gremlins were in my computer and played some tricks. Sorry, all better now and I'm back.

Major changes are happening. I'm going to launch classes to learn to knit, crochet, needle point, sewing and quilling. This all came about from a trip to Mt Gravatt shopping centre. I was waiting for my car to be serviced so I sat in the downstairs food court on one of those large bench seats, pulled out my crochet, currently working on a piece for the newest baby. So many people smiled at first then started coming up and saying, "do you teach that?"

Currently I'm looking for a venue in Logan, Qld, Aust. Plans are to run classes from 10 til 12 Tuesday Morning - how to crochet, then 12.30 til 2.30 Tuesday Afternoon - how to knit. Then swap them around Thursday. from 10 til 12 Thursday Morning - how to knit, then 12.30 til 2.30 Thursday Afternoon - how to crochet. 1st week of the month. What do you think? Would you provide feedback? Are you interested?

Currently also studying Access, there will be sessions offered as soon as ..... there's a venue .... plans are to ... go for it .... Life is about choice .... it's feel the fear and do it any way ... :)

I've just finished my competition piece for the Ekka - acrylic painting = it's a sea scape, "Pelican Picnic" if you're going to the show, keep your eye out and let me know what you think!

Joyous to be back ....

Hi - 8th May, Tuesday (Choose Day)

Wow!! Exciting isn't it ... the air ... the changes in the wind ... the full moon on the weekend ... wow ... How does life get better than it is right now?

Ever noticed how a question can be used when you're frustrated, angry, happy or sad and it's the same question yet it has clenched teeth, a ho hum voice, a giggle or streaming with tears.

How does life get better than it is right now?

This month - 5 - so exciting, you get to choose, if you don't like what you've chosen, choose something else. There's always assistance it's up to you. Positive thoughts create positive action. It is only you that can stop change and it is only you that can create it. Powerful stuff isn't it.

Every wanted your power back? Ever dreamed that there must be more? Ever started searching for it? Ever been sqashed down and told NO?

Are you still looking?

How does life get better than it is right now?

In November last year I started searching. It took 4 months to find the right person to unlock the awesomeness of Helen. Not that it wasn't there, it always has been and that is so light to say and tingly all over it must be truth. Life (human existance / negative actions and thoughts / others) simply sqashed me down and well in truth I conformed to it. Yet, there was a longing and it is within me still a desire to break all these shackles and set me free. I'm here I count I'm important I'm part of the great oneness just like you. It's so simple to unlock these years and years of turmoil.

I perceive, "you don't know how bad I've had it" coming across this page.

Well at 15 I was working full time, no home, truth it wasn't a great place before 15 alot of scary stuff went on there for a baby girl. At 15 I was still a child and raped and violated in ways that would turn one white. Sound like a victim. I'm not. I refuse to let the ....... get me down. I moved on from place to place, violence occurred within marriage, the church shunned me, further violence within the work place. Sound like a victim. I'm not. I still refused to let the ..... get me down. I walked away with nothing. Changed completely my environment and then a woman friend cut me so deeply I stopped. I faced the black wall that is life itself and well ....

Ok this is the summary. How do you feel about me not knowing?   ... now

How does life get better than it is right now?                        Let me show you ....

It’s like a normal morning time for me. Magic begins way before dawn when the earth is cold, it’s coldest around 3am. Then a stir happens as the excitement of the building of the sun rise changes the structure of the surface and the creatures begin to emerge in preparation of breakfast. Woowoo it all hapens in just a couple of hours, by the time the sun is cracking the horizon all the little darlings are awake and ready for their tasty morsels. Then the birds stir and they know they’re about to get double wammy from their breakfast. Wooowoo how does life get better than it is right now? Most times one is here watching to absorb the magic of it. There are fragments to capture as well, changes from the dark and cold to movement in the earth only slightly visible like a mist that just kisses the skin. What else is possible? When the sun opens it’s rays to bless us with the prism of light that warm and flow to touch all and stir in each the creative juice of newness. Woooooooowoo.

What say you?

Are you interested in a better way of life? What's your health like?

We, a collective group of like minded people, are looking for a venue on the North Side of Brisbane, Sandgate area, to host ... for want of a better word ... workshops, though they are fun not really work.

Do you have anything? We have the skill base ... One is a front person to organise, one is the facilitator and then there's back ground people. We're intending of opening others too a better option of life. It's easy.      Want to learn more?

Comment .........................

What an awesome day. A little cleaning and clearing. Moving the centre of my home and looking at what really needs to be there. How about a little craft area? What else is possible?

The off to have a session with Shauna Teaken & coffee (How special am I). Wow. Anything is possible.

Then for a look for venue drive ... How does like get better than it it right now?

Then home for a little .... Anything is possible thereapy ... have you seen        seewinter.com     ????

Sitting here in quiet reflection and well here it is. We're looking for a venue on the North Side around the  Sandgate area. There's a cry for something more, it's almost like screaming HELP ME, when I listen intently. How do we begin to show there is a better way? It's really simple, anyone can do it, and anyone can choose not too, though why you'd choose no is beyond me, but, it's your choice. We looking for a venue. How does it get better than it is right now? We hear the cry, we seek a place, we have the skill ............... Who has the answer?

Sitting here thinking of you - looking out my awesome unit window to see the moon in it's glory. How does life get better than it is right now?            Wooowooo ............ LOL laugh out loud

Hi, Welcome to Friday 4th, very early.
It was such a busy day yesterday there were no minutes to write.
A lot of talking took place with people who just started chatting to me as if we were friends.
It was cool. Heaps of gratitude for that. How could more chatting turn up?

Writing has always been a joy for me. Not easy but a joy. Poetry mostly or letters.
This blogging is a bit of a challenge as I learn how to invite people to view and comment.
What process needs to take place for learning to be easy.

Questions are so much fun. What else is possible?      ... What else is possible? Are we limited?

Hello Gorgeous Beings - 2nd May.
Wow, breathing is awesome. What's better than that?

Would you like your life to be happier? ..... yes
Choose it. As soon as you open those peepers  ... state ... I choose to be happy, the universe will conspire events to make you happy. What better grand and glorious adventure is there than that.

The truth will always set you free - it feels lighter, a lie will contract one it feels heavy.

1st May = 5th month - 5 = anything you desire. Manifest it everyday. Nurturingly of course.

I don't believe in coincidence. I've always known that to be a message.

For today - think about money,  as a mode of exchange. If it were shells that humans exchanged we'd be down the beach collecting them daily. Well similarly to money. Sit in comfortable chair, run your grounding chord to the centre of the earth, tie it off, then see in front of you a full glowing round tunnel of light this light flows right through your body / torso. In it fill it up with your favourite cash, example twenty / fifty / hundred dollar notes (have fun mix them up). Watch them come to you. Know that it's great that they do freely, some will stay with you so you have a reserve and some will flow on, others need some too, allow that process. Be thankful for the receiving. Mantra - money comes to me without effort.