Memories & Doing Good
with a bit of reading thrown in
Band release Queen Bohemian Lager to mark the 40th anniversary of Bohemian Rhapsody.
I'm trying to wrap my head around the fact that this song is a year OLDER than I am. I wish I had had the opportunity to watch Freddie Mercury and Queen perform live. I think it would have been a show to beat all shows.
Long live his legacy
It doesn't take a lot to spread love and one young South African girl is doing that literally with cakes. All she wants to do is make those who are down and out - the forgotten of our society - feel loved.
Along with the cake goes a blessing bag with a few basic necessities .
In the words of Mother Teresa - if you can't feed one hundred then just feed one. And really if we all took time to follow this example then even the smallest bit of help will go a long way and cumulatively we'll end up helping many.
It's ambitious but after years of dumping our waste into the oceans the world may see a system which could start cleaning the oceans using the currents.
Boyan Slat - the inventor behind this - may only be 21 years old but at least he is trying! Which is more than what a lot of the big corporations that are slamming the idea are doing.
Let's hope that 2016 is a year for change with the rubbish dumps of our oceans.
My 'to be read' list looks something like this picture! I need a couple of lifetimes to probably work through them all. The above link takes you to Elephant Journal - follow it if you don't already - where you will find a list of 20 books to read - some good recommendations there. I should compile my own list one day...
We so often get ourselves wound up about things which are really out of our hands. I know I'm guilty of this and I know I have a long way to go to master it.
But this is a gentle reminder that we cannot control everything in life. Sometimes we just have to tolerate the broken cars, moving servers and dealing with trainees instead of the Manager (that has been my Monday....)
Ultimately we'll save ourselves a lot of irritation and anger by simply going with the flow. Accept what we can't control and trust the universe will guide us correctly.
They say there is nothing like a good haircut to perk up a girl. Feeling down, then hit the salon, empty your purse and walk out feeling like a million bucks.
Having had one today I can attest to the feel good factor. Out went the grey, off went the split ends and for a few hours I had glossy shiny hair behaving itself. Ah that special salon visit, the pampering, the head massage. Sums up the all round good factor.
But is it the cut or is it the hairdresser that is the bearer of that feel good factor?
I'm picky when it comes to hairdressers. Must listen to my needs and not try to impose her flamboyance on me. Into that role stepped Celeste about 7 years ago. Not only does she take care of my hair but my boys as well. She remembers the days when Kyle had to sit on the booster seat and would scrunch up his shoulders because it was ticklish against this neck. She doesn't hesitate to scold Nathan when she sees him and he knows she'll carry out her threat of shaving him to a number 1 if he's cheeky with her. She listens to my whining about everything while working at making me look beautiful.
So does that make her my hairdresser or therapist? What is it that leaves me feeling lighter, fresher, more loved?
I believe I could walk out that salon with not having touched a hair on my head and still feel good - and why - simple - the magic of human connection.
Sit in any salon and you'll hear a myriad of snippets of conversations. Souls gathered together offloading in one massive therapy session to the hairdressers standing over them. Celeste knows more about my life than some of my closest friends. Not only does she know but she remembers it! And therein lies the key. She is somebody who really listens.
Your hairdresser will remember how the kids are driving you to distraction, that the husband isn't taking out the trash, that the mother-in-law has moved in with all her issues. She will learn about your heart breaks, your triumphant moments, sometimes your most secret thoughts. And if she's really good she'll know just how to get it out of you so that while she transforms your hair you transform your soul.
You walk into the salon, sink into the comfortable chair and while colour is being applied you catch up on the busy news of the moment. While the colour works its magic she continues to work her own magic to get you open up. Then comes the head massage and wash and rinse - absolute bliss. You are now completely relaxed and open to sharing and you find yourself unloading about your deepest fears, your heartbreak moments, your frustrations throughout the trimming and styling. Then as the hairdryer transforms your hair into a manageable sleek style you physically start to feel lighter than you did when you first walked in. And the conversation winds down to gentler topics as the finishing touches are applied.
At the end of it you only to happy to take that dent in your bank account as you feel this magic new haircut has transformed you somehow. But it wasn't just your new hairdo. It's been the 3 hours of talking and offloading that has left you lighter in spirit, pocket and hair.
Love the hairdo and nurture that feel good feeling but appreciate the person behind it more. Because next time you roll up to her door, feeling down, ugly and undesirable, she will talk you through your troubles and you will leave feeling light and beautiful... because you had an ear to listen, not because you had a haircut. It is always all about human connections.
To Celeste and all the other hairdressers out there - keep up the sterling job ladies. You are indeed worth every penny, if not more. You have a hand in leaving a legion of ladies feeling beautiful, inside and out.
You reach a point of accepting that you made mistakes,
they cost you dearly and that you can't change the past.
At that point you stop raging against your history,
and move forward
into a calmer, less self destructive frame of mind.