The Secret

When I first read The Secret I thought what a load of simplistic crap--knee jerk reaction I know. It's premise is: focus on what you want and you will get it. Visualize it and it will happen, blah blah blah.

Well, I want to be a published author of supernatural fiction, but after a few false starts I realized I wasn't getting anywhere in the world of authorship. Didn't really have a story outline or anything. I don't think I'm very good at sentence structure. Ernest Hemingway is not in my blood. So much for visualizing me finishing a super great novel. Booooo The Secret.

But wait a minute. I'm writing this blog...6 months ago I didn't even know what blogs were, much less that I'd be writing one.

OK, so I'm not writing a best selling fiction novel (Dean Koontz does not have to worry about competition from me...yet).

OK I'm not published, but there are people reading this blog. Well, my family reads this blog, sometimes.

OK The Secret's law of attraction theory didn't quite work out the way I visualized, but I am writing, people are reading this (at least there is a potential that people outside my family will read this) and most important of all, I am really enjoying blogging (using my creative juices, pulp and all).

Maybe there is something to the Secret after all.

There is a saying "Do what you love, the money will follow" we'll see...

When will I ever learn?

Went miniature golfing again with my man, Mephostopheles. I'm not even going to talk about what my score was, I am too ashamed. And, no, I didn't win. I hate miniature golfing.

Miniature Golfing

Mephistopheles (aka Derek) talked me into going miniature golfing last night. Now, I'm the type of person that once supper is over and the dishes are done, all I want to do is become a couch potato for the rest of the night. I'm not proud of this, but that's the way I am. Anyway, after weaseling out of mini golf a couple of times already this summer, I dragged myself to this one with the attitude that it was going to be a couple of hours out of my life, and I could then resume my couch potato lifestyle. Turns out we had a lot of fun. I got to tease hubby on the fact that I tied his score (until he re-added and bested me by 2 points). That didn't matter, what's important was that he golfs though not often. I never golf. I have no sport acumen whatsoever, I suck at all sports, and the fact that he only beat me by 2 measly points doesn't look good on him. I'm definitely sure that the next time we play, I will emerge the winner, my new strategy being not whacking the ball with all my might and hoping it doesn't bounce out of the game. I'm a quick learner. Needless to say, when I win, I will gloat big time. Can't wait.

TED Ideas worth spreading

I just spent a productive couple of hours watching ted.com (www.ted.com) . It's an excellent site that I know I'm going to look at again and again (which is pretty good since I have a pretty short attention span). My two fav's so far were Arthur Benjamin does Mathemagic and Ze Frank who was pretty funny. I also watched Karen Armstrong speak on religion, and Susan Blackmore speak on memes. Interesting stuff.

Ummm I guess I'd better get back to my work, like working on my website... ahem www.moonstonepath.com , filling out those pesky business tax forms, answering those purchasing requests, oh wait, I haven't had one purchasing request on my website yet, What Am I Doing Wrong? ahhhh what the heck, I'm going back to TED, it's time well spent...or is it?

Maid Service

I've always thought it would be really great if I had a cleaning lady come in once a week to clean my house, but I never thought it would really happen, after all I am not made of money...yet...come on Law of Attraction!! Anyway, I have recently acquired a cleaning lady. My daughter Julie. She comes in once a week, I give her a list of things to do, and she does a great job, and I pay her. Times are tight for Julie these days, her hours got cut back at the store, and her summer classes (she teaches dance and is very good at it) have been reduced, so for the next month or so, she can use the extra money. It's a win win situation. I hate dusting, so Julie does it. I hate cleaning the blinds, so Julie does them (she hates it too but oh well....am I enjoying this a little too much maybe?) There will come a time soon when her store hours and dance studio hours increase and I will be happy for her despite the fact that I will lose my cleaning woman. Not to mention, my home will probably become a little more dusty.

EFT for Procrastinators

I've been reading up on EFT (Emotional Freedom Technique). It involves tapping at certain points on your face and fingers like around your eyes, under your nose, your chin etc. This, along with set-up phrases such as: "Even though I procrastinate getting my work done, I deeply and completely accept myself." For more information on this technique go to www.emofree.com

You do some rounds of tapping until your need to procrastinate goes away (apparently sometimes forever), and of course once cured, you never procrastinate again, getting all kinds of work and projects done.

My problem is, I keep putting off doing this. I keep putting off using EFT to end procrastination. Ah well, I'll get to it someday.....

Ordering coffee at an English Tea-house - is that wrong?

Had a great Canada Day. First Mephostopheles and I went to the St. Jacob's Market near Kitchener and bought all sorts of goodies - fudge, apple fritters, perogies ahhhhh. Then we walked by the river in Stratford, ON and got to see baby ducklings. We finished up the day by a walk on the beach at Port Stanley, ON and I found a small piece of beach glass. Could the day have been any better!!!

Anyway, before our walk by the river, we stopped at a small English tea-house in Shakespeare, ON. They are famous for their scones and devon cream, and, my British hubby wanted me to experience them. I'd never been there so this was to be a real treat. Everything was going well until I ordered coffee. When I eat desert type treats, I prefer coffee to tea. Actually I prefer coffee to tea all the time. I'll drink tea (mint) occasionally, but otherwise coffee it is. Poor Meph. he was mortified. Coffee in an English tea-house! Unthinkable. Now you know that when we actually go to England and we go to a tea-house there, guess what I'll order to drink. I can hardly wait.