The first key to the law of attraction is to follow your bliss. i.e. find things that make you happy. Many many many things. Feel good and good things will come to you.
Right now, I feel good.
Come here you good things you *cheeky grin*
This could probably have gone on twitter, yes? Looks about 140 characters long. Oh well 🙂
Why can’t I stop grinning?
♫ Haiya ♫ Harry Kimani ♫
I consider myself a loner. I do my own thing and rarely follow the crowd. Except during Princess’ five-month check -up when I realised that all the other kids had shaved off their baby hair, and figured maybe it’s a health thing, so I promptly got a pair of scissors and snipped off the pretty curly locks. Le sigh. It grew back though, less curly, and more red than black, but still pretty.
Anyway, point is, I’m lucky in the sense that I don’t feel the need to ‘fit in’, so I’m pretty safe from peer pressure, negative or otherwise. Granted I occasionally get an attack of the Joneses, where I look at what my friends have achieved, and begin to question why I haven’t done XYZ, but that’s once-once … mara moja-moja tu.
I do have a weaknesses that covers that, so to speak. Sort of like my chakra.
What.
A few days a go I had no idea what chakra was, except that it involved a skeleton and coloured balls. But I now know that my sacral chakra is healthy, my navel chakra is under-used, and that as a result my throat chakra has overcompensated. In other words, I’m cold and I talk too much, but my sex drive is just right.
What.
Also, my third-eye and root chakra readings suggest I spend too much time inside my own head, and that I over-fantasize and am prone to hallucinations, and possibly paranoia. Interesting.
My heart and crown chakras are almost fine, so I am allegedly semi-friendly and partly-wise, but very in-assertive, and quite possibly passive aggressive.
Where do these people get these things … and how can they be so uncannily accurate? Creepy.
But I digress. My point was that while I don’t generally flow with the current, there are certain people that I like and whose company I enjoy. It is important to me that these people like me, so I sometimes contort myself to ridiculous proportions to maintain their idea of me. And contortion can be a very difficult and painful experience. Especially when you’re a dunce at yoga.
Le double sigh.
Now why did I get into chakras again? Oh, right. I realise that in line with my … um … contortioning, and my overactive throat thingie, I tend to let slip things that I should not let slip. And by the time the throat is exhausted, the damage is done. Words, unlike legos, are not things you can take back.
So I’m thinking maybe my likéd ones should just stop telling me things. At least until I learn to shut my big trap…
In the meantime, please don’t be mad. I didn’t mean any harm. Honest. 🙁
Off to do some meditating to fix my chakra. It even shows me how to hum. Yay!
♫ The first cut is the deepest ♫ Sheryl Crow ♫
Or as Hugo would say:
Ma Victor, what is it that it is that is it?
That’s what I think anyway!
Disclaimer : This here has banned me from incomprehensible incontextual tweets, and this other one refutes similar facebook status updates, but nobody said anything about blog posts *cheeky grin*
Alors [clearly, I aim to exhaust my French vocabulary today] is it possible for two people to do … or say … the exact same thing and have completely different meanings?
Take this in the context of a typical CB-uation, where I analyse everything from the air you breathe to the angle of your nose when taking said breath.
Now, I know two people can go into the same Nakumatt with the same stated aim of buying Omo and end up with two different soaps – powerfoam and new blue omo with powerfoam extra to the power of ten herbal…
I don’t mean that.
I mean two guys standing at a stop sign staring at the green light and … wait bad example.
I mean like when two boys say ‘let’s just be friends’, and one means ‘Really, let’s be friends’, while the other one means ‘girl, will you please stop stalking me?!’ That type of thing.
Is that possible?
This would make a lot more sense given in context **puzzled frown**
Okay, supposing two guys give you a flower.
A yellow rose.
Folklorically, [no, that’s not a real word] yellow roses mean ‘let’s just be friends’. In the Dolly Parton song [yes, I admit, i know an annoyingly unhealthy number of Dolly Parton songs] the dude gave her a yellow rose the day he met her, the day he left her, and pretty much every day inbetween. Could mean she liked yellow. Could mean he liked yellow. Could also mean he was yellow. Or maybe yellow-yellow … oh never mind.
So, is it possible that one guy’s yellows rose means he digs you while another guy’s yellow rose means he dumped you?
Example two, chocolate. A boy gives you chocolate because he likes you, right? Or because his dad works at the chocolate factory and he likes you, right? Or because he’s lactose intolerant … and he likes you, right? Right? Or because he just really hates chocolate and he likes you, right?
So … chocolate = he likes you, right?
Or … a girl calls you because she has airtime, yes? Or because there’s an offer or free calls from zain to zain, so she has airtime, yes? Or because she has an urgent message for you and she has airtime, yes? Or because her boss told her to call you and she has airtime, yes?
So … a girl calling you means she has airtime, yes?
No, I still can’t find a way to put it in context **more puzzled frowns**
Oh well. I’ll be back…