Where Do I Wish to Make a Difference?

Every Wednesday, LifeCoach Jamie Ridler asks one probing question which is designed to encourage inner work.    Truth be told, I first participated in this exercise as a way to fill my blog when I didn't have anything particular to write about.   But what started out as mere activity as evolved into examination.   Jamie's questions have become powerful prompts for me to look deeper into myself and answer important questions about my life.   It has been a surprising adventure and many things I've "wishcasted" have manifested in real life!  

Today Jamie asks us where we wish to make a difference:

1.  I wish to make a difference in the lives of my children by loving them unconditionally and encouraging them to pursue their dreams, whatever they may be.  For years I considered myself a selfish mother because I chose to follow my passions rather than being a traditional, stay-at-home mom or the type of mom who was there everyday when they get home from school.   My wish is that my boys have been raised by a living example of following your bliss and they will do the same.

2. I wish that anyone who sits in my classroom is transformed in their knowledge and enthusiasm for essential oils.  

I wish to make a difference in the lives of my aromatherapy students by keeping my own knowledge and passion fresh and by being my authentic self.    I sometimes worry that my playful nature will get in the way of being taken seriously as an educator.  But I simply can't be any other way.   I am a high energy merrymaker who happens to adore everything about essential oils from the scientific to the vibrational.  I love it all and my wish is that my passion be passed on to my students.

 

It's Good to Be Queen

I can't remember a more relaxing day in ages.

This morning I slept in until 7 a.m. then lay in bed reading and dozing, something unusual for me since I'm an obnoxious morning person who jumps out from the covers straight into activity and conversation. But being slothful is quite seductive and I relaxed into it without much trouble.

Around noon, Gianluca and hubby carried trays full of food up to the bedroom and we all hung out on the bed feasting on eggs, sausage with sage, toast and honey, orange juice and, of course, coffee. We talked about Gianluca's upcoming birthday and Memorial Day weekend, Gianluca's graduation and our summer vacation plans. We are heading into a busy time in our family life.

After breakfast, hubby and Gianluca asked me to close my eyes. I did as was asked of me with no peeking. I swear. I expected a lovely Mother's Day card, maybe flowers.

But I did not expect this:

A Kenmore Sewing Machine!


I have never owned a sewing machine and although I don't fancy making clothes, I have frequently wished I had one to make certain craft items and soft furnishings for my miniature roombox scenes.

A few weeks ago I bought this book: and have since been going around the house muttering how nice it would be to own a sewing machine to make some of those simply sublime bags.

It would appear that the people I live with actually listen to me. Sometimes.