My Happy place ~

Where is your Happy place?

Tracy Tracy’s trying real hard to get there~

Have you ever felt like you just wanted to escape from life in general, if even for a moment!  You try desperately to tune out everything and everybody around you.  You start to day dream of where you would much rather be ….it’s called your “Happy Place. It’s the mental state achieved when one wants to avoid the unpleasant or uncomfortable.  Everyone has a different  happy place that usually consists of the things that make them feel warm and fuzzy.

Ahhhh My Happy Place…I have been trying to get there lately but it’s been like a bad dream, your running as fast as you can but you are moving in slow motion!!  I have been literally running from one task to the next with absolutely no time to spare between for the last month and it is starting to take it’s toll.  The balance in life can sometimes get away from all of us and I will go on record right now and say mine is OUT !!  It is my own fault, I take on too much, have too many interests and my independent attitude doesn’t help!  I have wayyyyy too many cool things I want to be working towards, Tara Cronica, Writing a book, Kids, Silpada Jewelry, Exercise, Running a business, Girlfriends, Making Jewelry.  The list keeps growing !  I am taking a breath now~Rarotonga

My Happy Place consists of me sitting in a white wooden chair on the beach in Rarotonga, The Cooke Islands, completely alone with no one in sight.  There is a panoramic view of just water, sand and palm trees as far as you can see.  My chair is in the water so that my feet feel the warm waves slowly roll over them.  I have no where to be, nothing to do but sit and contemplate.  I have my ipod and I am listening to Enya or Enigma while my mind just goes far far away.  I have been to My Happy Place in reality, and it was such a serene wonderful place to be.  If I could fly there right now I would board the plane with no luggage, just the cloths on my back.  When you have so many things on the go it’s not hard to have your world start to spin in circles.  I need to take a chill pill and really try hard at least in my mind to get to my Happy Place!  Wish me luck !

Bonnie Johnson's PostBonnie aligns herself~

I have learned that when I find myself out of my “happy place” it is always because I’m out of alignment.  What does that mean exactly?  Well, for me it means that I’m not tuned in to Who-I-Really-Am; that bigger part of my Self that is connected to Source (God, the Universe, Allah, whatever label you choose).  The disconnect happens when I’m not aligned with that source of joy and inspiration (which is, in fact, our natural state).  It’s easy to let myself slip out of alignment, all I have to do is focus on something negative or something that makes me feel bad and then I see some more stuff that makes me feel bad and then I notice something else negative that I hadn’t noticed before,…and so it goes.

So here’s a 30 minute energy-alignment I learned through the teachings of Abraham and the Law of Attraction series that really works for me.  I’ll just rename it “How to get to my happy place” for this post.

  1. Start the night before:  As you put yourself to bed find things in your immediate vicinity (your bed, your pillow, your sheets) to direct your appreciation toward.  Set your intention to sleep well and to awaken refreshed.
  2. When you wake up lie there for 5 minutes and think about some more things you appreciate.
  3. After you’ve washed and eaten, sit for 15 minutes and quiet your mind.  Allow resistance to fall away and feel your vibration rise.
  4. Open your eyes and sit for 5 or 10 minutes writing a list of things you appreciate about your life.

That’s it.  30 minutes or less and I’m feeling good again.  It’s all about choosing a positive point of attraction which not only yields to me activities and rendezvous with good feeling people, places, and things – but my ability to experience the delicious depth of them will be dramatically enhanced.  “Getting yourself feeling good before you take any action is always the best process; and when you do not feel good, you cannot be inspired to any action that will solve the problem”. – Abraham

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Post Insert JacquieJacquie knows it’s right where it’s always been~

I think I discovered the secret to my happy place a long time ago when I was a typical angst-ridden emo 17 year old living in Paris and dealing with loss, loneliness and betrayal.  I spent a lot of time writing poetry…and teaching myself how to knit and crochet and design my own pieces.  By focusing my attention on something positive and pleasurable, I found I was able to let go of the issues that were the cause of my unhappiness. For me, being actively creative is a form of meditation, and it allows me to stay connected to my true Self by providing plenty of time for reflection.   This is the poem I wrote as a melodramatic teenager. I think the sentiment, though perhaps a little over-wrought, still rings true.

I hate to look forward
Because all I see is pain
And pressure and loneliness
And a hurt I can’t explain.

I’m living in a fairy tale
Without the magic wand.
This one’s filled with blackened dreams
That I can’t see beyond.

So by myself I’ve learned to move
And pass my time with me
When those around are cruel and dark
I’m my best company.

We are responsible for our own happiness.  It’s up to us individually to find out the best way to stay in tune, or, as Bonnie put it, stay in alignment.  The only way to do this is to regularly shut out all the noise that can cloud your judgment and distract you from your goals.  When you feel that confidence returning, only then can you feel balanced and ready to tackle the next hurdle calmly, with a smile and an open heart.

Svaha,

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What events, if any in your childhood significantly influenced who you are now?

Bonnie Johnson's PostBonnie’s Happy Place~ Of course everything that happened in my life has influenced who I am today,  but the one that sticks out the most for me is the summer I spent with my grandparents when I was seven.  They lived on some acreage about an hour outside of Penticton, BC.  There was no running water or electricity and it felt to me like we were back in Laura Ingalls day.   I loved it.Wikiup We lived in what my grandparents called the “Wikiup” which was a large wooden one roomed tee pee that sat on the crest of a dry hill top.  It was a temporary home while my grandfather built their larger house in a better location a short distance away.  Their plan was to eventually build a golf course and the Wikiup was going to be part of the “Cowboys and Indians” themed club house. It doesn’t get any better for a seven year old tomboy.

Coming from my apartment in downtown Vancouver (Davie and Denman no less) to this wild country was better than chocolate to me.  I could run free all day long with Penny, my grandparents little dog.  I had no toys other than nature and I learned to rely on my imagination for my fun.  I was so close to nature and without any modern-day distractions during this time that I really believe I re-connected with my soul…my real Self.  It felt magical and I have never forgotten those times.  When life gets to be too much I can fall back into those memories and feel aligned again.  I can imagine I’m barefoot and jumping from one warm flat rock to the next in the creek or that I’m walking alone along the deer trails.   I can smell the warm pine needles, feel the hot sun on my back and hear the squirrels and birds chattering.  And I’m there again.  I’m back to my Self.

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Jacquie~ I don’t remember many specifics from my early years but one event really made a huge impact on me.  I had just started grade 2  and, as per usual, making friends was top priority.  I was playing with a group of older girls after school when one of them told a joke that made everyone laugh.  I filed that info away, and the next day in class we were asked to do a bit of creative writing.  I thought I was so clever!  I wrote down that joke as best I could remember it.   When it came my turn to stand in front of the class and read my draft I was sure I was going to have them rolling in the aisle, but instead the teacher very kindly but sternly reprimanded me and explained how hurtful these types of comments could be.  What?!  I had told a …racist joke?  What was that? I didn’t even realize until that moment that the words I had repeated could be so hurtful to so many in my own classroom!  All I had been thinking about was that I wanted to make the kids laugh the way the other girls had the day before.  I really hadn’t thought much about what the words actually meant.   I suddenly saw it so clearly and felt sick and ashamed, but I also remember my teacher being very understanding and me feeling so glad she wasn’t mad.  I looked at the kids in the class that I had offended like I was seeing them for the first time and wanted them to know I was truly sorry, that I simply hadn’t been thinking, and that ugliness wasn’t me.

I see this event as a pivotal moment because it taught me about the power of the written and/or spoken word and that I needed to pay more attention to what I was saying or doing.  It also made me realize I saw everyone as different ~ but equal.  I wish I could remember my teacher’s name and give her a shout-out because she also deserves credit for how she handled the situation.  I’m sure my ‘episode’ gave her a perfect opportunity to teach the kids about racism, tolerance and respect.  I know I learned a lesson that day I’ve never forgotten.

TracyTracy Reminisces~ This ones easy for me Bonnie.   We are influenced so much as children and I often wonder myself what events I have created in my kids lives that will help make them who they are becoming.

I would have to say without a doubt traveling throughout Europe for a year with my family when I was 10 years old would be the most significant event that influenced me.   Although I was only 10 years old and it took many years to really show up in my personality, it did impact me throughout my entire life and still does.  It showed me that there is an entire planet out there to explore.  I learned that people from all over the world were so different, yet so similar.  It broadened my horizon.

Tracy, Mohamad our guide for the Kasbah, ChrisI would daydream after that year long adventure about the people I met along the way, one I still write to after 35 years, Silvia who lives in the Netherlands.  Some only crossed my path for a day but they too are still a memory that will be with me after I am old and grey.

I became more independent.  As a family we compromised and worked things out because we were all we had.  It gave me a sense of freedom and confidence to live my life how I wanted to.  My parents were not like other parents when they quit their jobs and sold their house to travel.  They gave up security to live their lives the way they wanted to.  They were not conformists, which I totally admire.  Having kids didn’t stop them from living their lives.  They showed me that dreams are real, you just have to live them.  I continue to learn even now from that event or experience that happened so many years ago.  I also learned that balance is very important in life experience.  Which is what I am still striving for today.

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A Gathering of Family

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I’m just back from spending the last 4 days camping with the Johnson clan.  The reunion began last Friday when Johnson’s from all over the map arrived at a beautiful camp site on Green Lake (just outside of 100 Mile House, BC).  Green Lake was chosen because it is fairly close to where the first Johnson’s homesteaded and close to where many still live today.  It’s really a gorgeous spot with crystal green water, incredible sunsets and breath-taking starry nights.

DSCN0024The hot days kept most of us close to the refreshing clean lake or under any form of shade we could find while we caught up with our reli’s.  Many old photos were passed around.  Some photos invoked great spurts of laughter while others were received with a quiet remembering of times long past.

It’s very comforting to be surrounded by those who share the same blood line.  There is just something special about looking around the crowd and recognizing the same nose on more than one face.DSCN0033

I’m a Johnson by marriage so I don’t actually share the same genes but I have been a part of the family long enough to feel the bond.  I love hearing old stories about how the family came to be as far back as anyone can remember. There were stories of lust and adultery, heart breaking loss, enduring love, hardships, joys…even murder.  As the stories were told everyone learned something about their heritage that they had not known before and it made them feel more whole somehow.

For the younger clan members there were games like licorice eating contests, three legged races, sack races and a scavenger hunt.  For some it was the first time they had met but I doubt they will forget the fun they had together.  And that’s what it’s all about I think.  Making new memories together, adding new photos to the pages of albums that will be shared years from now at another family gathering.  It’s keeping the history of those that came before us alive by adding to and sharing the stories of our own lives.BonnieDSCN0018

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Obligations and Expectations.

TracyObligations and expectations are something everyone accumulates over time.  They can sneak up on you if you’re not careful.  They start to layer themselves on us until we start to feel like our lives are being directed by everyone but us.  Family obligations are one thing, such as celebrations and doing things for other family members because we want to, but it’s another story when acquaintances start to guilt you into doing what they think is something you should do, because they feel obligated to.  People do this when they don’t know how to say no.

With great friendships and true love there are no obligations or expectations.  Fear is full of obligations.  Fear of not fitting in.  Fear of what people will think if you say “no”.  Fear of being a minority.  Fear of not being accepted if you don’t play along with the politics.  Fear of being judged.  Fear is a horrible emotion that leads you further away from who you truly are.  Fear nothing and you will make the right decisions.  Without fear you can live your life truthfully and authentically.  The next time someone puts their obligations onto you ask yourself  ” Is this really something I want to do?” If the answer is no then chances are it is an obligation trying to be put on you.

When I first started to see this happening in my life I was unsure of how to deal with it.  I finally just said “no”.  I stood back and looked at the person who was trying,  I will repeat trying, to put their obligations on to me.  I flat out refused to accept it.  People who over book themselves are really pro at putting their obligations on others.  If their doing it, so should you.  Soon their family and life gets overtaken by what they feel expected to do until they no longer have control over their own lives.  Family dinners get cancelled, the time they used to spend for themselves is gone because of the obligations they have accepted throughout the years.  It’s a Dominos Effect.

People in general these days are busier than ever, and there isn’t enough time in the day for everything they’re obligated to do.  In my opinion we need to get back to the basics and quit accepting more things to do.  We need to have our family be our priority and spend more quality time together.  We need to stop overbooking our kids and ourselves and start living our lives for us.

I am not certain whether it was an age thing with me in being able to say “no” or that I really just have my time and my family as a priority.  I think it’s a combination of both.  If we don’t start making changes, our family time will become a scheduled event marked on our calender along with everything else.  For many this is already the norm, but it’s never too late to reevaluate if your time is well spent or balanced.  Life is too short to have it filled with obligations we didn’t feel good about to begin with.

That’s just my opinion!  Comments are always Welcome !

Tracy

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