After an open conversation with my partner, Operation Dreamspace has been amended, and I can’t believe I didn’t go with this version in the first place! It’s funny how trying to see things from the point of view of another can open up a whole new world!
In a nutshell, he told me he wants to travel more and see the world, but also loved it here in New Zealand, and close to family and friends… so that got me thinking… what if…
What if instead of setting up a large yoga/music/design studio which accommodated many people… I set up a home small yoga/music/design studio for myself at home, rented a dance/yoga studio by the hour to teach from, spending the rest of my day creating wearable art and music at my home studio as originally planned… BUT I would only do this over the gorgeous New Zealand summer?
The remainder of the year could be spent somewhere else warmer in the world…
…learning from more experienced yoga teachers…
…immersing myself in different cultures…
…and taking home A LOT of new inspiration to feed from, and new yoga tips to teach over the next New Zealand summer?!
I mean is that an artists’ dream or WHAT?!
If you’re going to bother dreaming at all…. why wouldn’t you want to dream BIG?
Meet our furriest family member, Olive. On these cold winter nights she loves nothing more than to curl up in bed with us… Or rather directly on top or between us!
Problem is, my partner finds it uncomfortable to sleep under the weight of said kitty (she’s not huge but not small either). I don’t mind a snuggle bug nestled into the groove of my waist (I am also a cuddle bug), but I am also a deep sleeper and move around a lot.
If she rolls off when one of us moves, she takes it all in her stride and goes back to sleep where she lands… And then we wake up again later to find a kitty curled back up on top of, or between us, and how can you stay mad at this face?!
If she gets MOVED off because she has decided to pick my partner to sleep on, she will calmly find another spot, then he will wake up later to find her back on top of him. She is relentless!
So what have I learned from the sheer tenacity of our adoptive family member?
1. Persistence is key
2. If you fail, stay calm, regroup, and try again… Don’t lose your head!
3. Rejection is not the end of the world, or even, the end of the road
4. People won’t give you what you want, you have to make it happen for yourself
5. You can catch more bees with honey… Or a sweet, sultry purr
Whenever I need a pick-me-up, boost, or to get my head back in the game but don’t even have the motivation to look at my goals, I find that turning to a few of these first can sometimes help with some perspective, useful advice, or even remind me of why I started trying to live this crazy life to the fullest! There are plenty more, but here is just 10 for now!:
If you’re in New Zealand, you’ll probably know by now that our Prime Minister recently gave birth to her first baby girl, and the country is abuzz! At 37, she is not only running a country at a record young age, but she is doing it on her own terms.
From swooping in to lead her party to an election victory, somewhat from the sidelines and just weeks out from election, to finding out she was pregnant with her defacto partners’ child not long after said victory, and deciding not to step down from her position, but instead deciding to have her baby and go back to work like many other working mothers who love their jobs… she is in every way, a modern woman.
I feel like we are currently watching a period in time, that will be talked about in political and motivational arenas for years to come, and I just LOVE that I get to be a part of it!
Who is catching your eye and fueling your fire lately?
What makes someone feel the need to give an opinion on something?
The see something happening, or perhaps hear about something happening, and for some reason, regardless of whether it’s asked for, or can help the situation, an opinion is offered. What’s the deal with this?
Every now and then you come across a well thought out gem, but in large part, it’s a sea of regurgitated generic responses, deeply-seated biases, and all-round unnecessary negativity .
I also recognize the irony of discussing the purpose of opinions on a blog which is dedicated to my own thoughts! It still makes me curious nonetheless.
I’m keen to become more aware of these times when I may be guilty of unproductive opinion-giving, and wasted time spent small-talking. Here goes!
If you have big dreams, or even if you only want something ever so slightly different than just working 9-5, then watching sport and getting blotto on the weekend, then you’ve probably received “the look” once or twice.
You know… The one that says that they don’t understand why you’d want to do that, that they don’t think it’ll ever work, that you don’t havewhat it takes, or perhaps that you haven’t actually thought it through (except for every spare second and sleepless night dreading going to your soulless day job in the morning).
Personally, I get one of these looks AT LEAST once a week, and if people knew the half of what I had planned, and am chipping away at, this number would no doubt increase exponentially.
But hey, as much as it can SUCK to feel nobody gets your dreams, or believes in you, I’d rather get this look from someone else, than give it to myself when I feel myself selling myself out of what could potentially be an epic opportunity.
I look forward to proving these people wrong.
How about you? Will you bear the brunt of it and chase your ultimate happiness? Or settle of short term happiness that comes from trying to fit in with the crowd?
I came across this image posted in a Facebook group and it resonated soo loudly I just had to share it!
The more I allow myself to follow my dreams, and really listen to what makes my heart sing, the more sensitive I feel to everything else.
I guess its hard to be sensitive to one thing (you), and try feel your way through your jouney, without feeling the potholes in the road!
It also makes me realise how hardened I had become towards the world around me before I decided to allow myself to find my happy. How many reinforced walls I had put up.
Nevertheless the extra pain is worth it to find my happy. After years of pain I know I am strong enough to handle it. It never hurts any less than the first time, I just know I will get past it. Plus… Happiness is the best painkiller 🖤