Miracle cure!

My saviour! (apparently!)

I was waiting at some pedestrian lights this morning....

....minding my own business and sipping on my morning latte.

(Oh, by the way, $2 Express latte from Perk Up in Collins St is my quick fix of choice. Hot and ready to go when I get off the train or waiting for a tram! Good coffee for TWO DOLLARS!!!!)

Like I said, I was minding my own business and I hear this loud voice talking about dates.....and because I was minding my own business my mind kind of just thought it was a business person talking about dates for a meeting or something....

WRONG!

He was talking to ME!

It took me a few seconds to realise that he was telling me that he used to be really really short and that he ate a lot of dates and then he grew.

"Sorry mate, that's not going to help me," I told him.

"Yes it will!" he insisted, going off on a tangent about palm oil and dates and making people grow.

"This is genetic mate. Dates are not going to help."

He did keep insisting. I recognised that the poor dude possibly had some issues happening so I wasn't annoyed or anything but....you know.....in the middle of the city and peak hour in the morning.....it's kind of embarrassing when you have a lot of other people around listening in, not knowing where to look.

Thankfully the lights changed so I was able to shake him off by power walking across the road.

There you have it folks.....the answer to all my prayers have been in the Dried Fruits section in the supermarket all along!

Or......growing fresh in my back yard!

My own path

Source

Last night I embarked on another adventure in my journey towards discovering my own truths. This has been a bold step for me. It's been really hard to release myself from the constraints of the beliefs that were part of my life for so long. As I sat in the group last night and introduced myself I told them that I was there as part of my own quest to discover my own truth but was feeling a little trepidation as "this" kind of group was something I was most definitely encouraged to avoid.

However, lately I have seen no reason to avoid other ways of thinking. I even ask myself if it is actually another way of thinking or simply just another way of looking at the same truth? Nothing I encountered in the Mindfulness and Meditation group I attended last night gave me any cause for alarm, in fact I was warmly welcomed by a lovely woman around the same age as my mother who simply radiated calm and happiness. The other women in the group were warm and friendly and I couldn't help but relax and eagerly look forward to what was ahead.

We did a five minute Mindfulness exercise which simply had us noticing the sensations in our body, acknowledging the feelings, the sounds around us, the feel of the cushion we sat on; noticing and acknowledging without judgement and then moving on. Then, after a little teaching we did a ten minute Meditation which had us just slowly relaxing every part of our bodies.

It was lovely, just to be aware of my own body and to come away with a sense of  peace and gratitude for all that it is.

I am looking forward to next weeks class.