the dreaming Press.

Plum hued flowers passionately yet passively pining for pinatas.

 
Today is another day of galloping around the internet.  I'm over at Mortal Muses-More Musing today.  Tammy asked me to share 'what inspires me'.  So if you wish to have a look, please do! Thanks Tammy for the invitation to share. In my rambling on kind of way.

Today I picked up these brilliant purple irises, and put them all over the spa.  I'm all in a purple mood since I ordered some Organic Passion Plum tea for us to serve to our beautiful clients.  They love the ritual of tea.  It really grounds us & them and is a break from the dreaded coffee.  I don't know about you, but when faced with a choice of bitter coffee or a tea rich with flavours of fruit or spice-I know what I'd rather have.  Coffee leaves that awful taste in your mouth too, who needs that? And you can keep the jitters.  Lately coffee makes me jittery my goodness.  Don't need that either, since I've been slowing it on down, breathing real deep, getting grateful and making vision boards to plan my future.  Nope, coffee you can take a permanent vacation.

Going home now to wrap birthday presents for the most darling little six year old girl your heart could ever hope to meet.  (We've got a pink princess castle pinata...and tons of candy to fill it with.  I can't wait to see her shining face when she sees it. Now you know where the crazy post title came from...can you piece it all together? I didn't know how to squeeze muse in there....)

xo

Gillian

Step gently outside the lines of chaos. {My heart says yes.}

 
A woman sits at the side of a laneway hoping to sell her few cigars.  She is on display; a show for the tourists.  She is so much stronger than we give her credit for at first glance.  She isn't a spectacle.  A sideshow.  She is a human being.  Someone who may have little children at home, or a lover waiting in the wings.  She sleeps, breathes, eats the same as we all do.  She is strength personified. {If put in her position would you survive? Would you have the gall or the wherewithall to make it through each day?}

I thought about this woman and her lines of order and chaos.  I worried about her tremendously. How does she navigate through those lines? Is she making it? {My heart says yes.}

We all have inner strength we can tap into.  Yes, all of us.  {Because for some of us, our problems are miniscule.}

 

Do you walk your own journey, or that road which belongs to her over there?

We each stand on our own two feet.  I've always been a subscriber to this thought.  I know I must walk my own path, and that is really ok because don't we all? At the end of each day I can only do my best. Just like YOU. Do you walk your own path? {I hope so.}

I do.

 

xo