Why not let your dreams run wild?

Guest Post – Amy – Dreaming with Gratitude
Toni Powell – Sunday, July 24, 2011

I am a daydreamer.

When I was younger I used to spend every second of my spare time dreaming up my future. I would imagine every detail and I would yearn for each dream to become a reality.

That was until age and the busyness of my life took over. Slowly I started filing my dreams away in a drawer. There was the Maybe One Day file, the Too Hard At The Moment file and the Not Likely To Happen In This Life file. Occasionally on a rainy day I would pull them out and flick through them for a while, but they never stayed out for long.

That was, until I came face to face with the fragility of life.

Within a 30 day period I gave birth to my beautiful little baby girl and also said goodbye to her at her funeral. For 24 of these days I sat in the NICU and watched sick babies and their families come and go. For 24 of these days I watched my little girl make each moment count. This type of experience alters you beyond measure and although it was the most difficult and challenging time in my life, I am grateful for it. Grateful because it taught me two important lessons.

1. Gratitude.

2. How to live.

After saying goodbye to my daughter, I went to the filing cabinet and I pulled out those three files. I went through each of my dreams. I spread them all over the house and there I let them stay. I packed my grief inside the cabinet and I threw away the key. For the next 365 days I covered that stainless steel box with snapshots of gratitude until you could no longer see any grey.

Over this time I let my dreams run wild, but I had my eyes and heart set on two. These were the two I had put in the Not Likely To Happen In This Life file.

“You can make us happen”, one taunted. “Dare you to catch us”, said the other.

So guess what I did? I began chasing these two dreams.

For the last two years I had been plotting to catch these dreams – sneaking up behind them when they weren’t looking; setting traps for them to walk straight into. They always managed to stay out of reach though until two weeks ago.

BAM! I caught one. A really big one. I was so excited and scared and proud and overwhelmed. I couldn’t believe that the dream from my Not Likely To Happen In This Life file was is my hands. It was exhilarating!

The next day I was still holding it, getting to know it, when it told me a secret. Yes I had caught it but I couldn’t have it, as it wasn’t right for my family. I had to let it go.

NO! I couldn’t let it go. I kicked and screamed and fought it, but in the end there was no use. I had to say goodbye.

I was so angry. I cried and sobbed and cried some more. I wanted to tear off each snapshot, unlock the drawer and stuff my dreams back inside with the grief.

Instead, I bundled into the car with my family who were keen to go on a bushwalk. My dream wanted to come, but I told it that it had to stay behind.

When we arrived, Andrew and the girls went ahead. I walked slowly behind.

And then I saw it. I saw big bright blue dreams, small hot pink dreams and tiny little turquoise ones surrounding my family as they moved ahead. Tears welled in my eyes and I felt a tug at the cuff of my jeans. There was my yellow dream that I though I had left behind.

“Don’t forget me. Take me with you. Put me in your pocket until the time is right.”

And so I did. I picked it up, put it in my pocket and ran to catch up with my family.

I am grateful that I was inspired to let my dreams run wild.

I am grateful the filing cabinet is locked.

I am grateful that I had the opportunity to experience one of my dreams even just for a moment.

I am grateful for possibilities, for what the future may hold.

But most of all, I am grateful for my family.

I am grateful that I have them to share my dreams with.

I am grateful they are there to hold my hand as a try and reach my dreams.

I am grateful that I have the chance to share and embrace theirs.

I am grateful for the lessons I have learnt, the life I am living and the experiences I am yet to have.

 

Abiturabschluss im Bulgarien – video Bericht ZDF

Einmal-feiern-wie-die-Promis – Abiturabschluss im Bulgarien

 

Как да си направим бароково декоративно яйце за великден/ How to make a deco easter egg

BG
1. Надуваме балон
2. С лепило за тапети (или C200 също трябва да стане) облепяме балона с парчета вестник докато се покрие целият. Оставяме да изсъхне и нанасяме поне още 2-3 слоя вестници отгоре.
3. Със спрей или с четка и акрилна боя боядисваме яйцето.
4.Тук вече може според предпо…читанята да го окрасите както ви харесва.Камъни, пайети и каквото си пожелаете.
5. Аз си избрах шаблон който прекопирах върху залепващо се фолио, залепих върху яйцето и после нанесох черна боя с гъбичка. Обелих шаблона и готово.
Естествено че може да се попраят контурите със златна боя и четчица.Можете да свалите мотива от тук
Надявам се да ви хареса и да си направите и вие такива яйца.
Ще се радвам да ги видя.

EN
How to make a deco easter egg?
1.Take a baloon and make it as big or as small as you want.
2. With decopatch glue start glueing pieces of paper until you cover it from all sides.
3.Repeat procedure at least with 2-3 additional layers ,allowing glue to dry in between.
4. Spray your egg with deco color or use acryl paint to cover it.
5.Here you can let your imagination flow and decorate it in all the ways that you want.
6.I made a stencil on adhensive foil, transfered it onto the egg and covered everything with black acryl color using a little sponge.
7.peel off the patten to reveal the color underneath.You can download the baroque pattern here
8.If you are a perfectionnist ,you can always use a brush and golden color to fix the borders.
Have fun and patience. It takes time.

Also featured here

 

When a child is born

There is a tradition here, when a child comes into the world that the lucky parents hang a giant storch outside of the house. Storch is hand painted from the family. Is there a tradition where you live?

 

Принцеса кърми близнаци

Принцеса кърми близнаци.

 

20 manières de brûler 200 calories

Emprunter les escaliers – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 20 minutes

Faire de la luge – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 30 minutes
Avoir des rapports sexuels – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 30 minutes
Ranger et déplacer meubles et objets – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 30 minutes

Laver sa voiture – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 40 minutes
Se promener à vélo – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 45 minutes

Pousser un landau – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Jouer avec les enfants – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Marcher en téléphonant – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Danser sans s’arrêter – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Jardiner et tondre la pelouse – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Promener son chien – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Passer l’aspirateur – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Nettoyer les vitres – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure
Faire du shopping – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : une heure

Préparer de bons petits plats… – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 1h20
Faire la vaisselle – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 1h20

Repasser des vêtements – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : 1h30

Lire, écrire, réfléchir ! – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : quatre heures
Jouer de la musique – Durée pour brûler environ 200 calories : quatre heures

la corde à sauter > pour une heure d’exercice, 700 calories perdues

20 manières de brûler 200 calories

 

lettres pour chambre d’enfant

 

the perfect husband

The perfect husband doesn’t exist D
But still, to come as close to perfection as possible, we would appreciate :
1.When coming home from work, instead of grabbing a beer and hitting the couch ,you could ask: ” honey, do you need help with anything?’
2.Taking out the garbage without a reminder and arguments every time is expected.
3. Once in a while doing the dishes would help too.
4. Taking the kid for a walk would be nice.
5. Helping with cleaning is another plus.
6. Keeping a bit of order and leaving things the way you found them and where you’ve found them.

Four hands get the job done twice faster than two.
That’s all. Is it too much to ask?

Why do soooo many women give men a free pass to be lazy?

 

Есенни листа с брокат

Събрах красиви есенни листа и ги изсуших между страниците на дебела книга. После ги намазах с лепило за хартия и ги поръсих с брокат. Като изсъхна лепиото, което е почти веднага , ги ламинирах за да не се скъсат и ги изрязох на 1,5 мм от краищата.

 

Момичетата – втора ръка рожби

Злощастието да си момиче и да имаш брат-близнак в страни от 3тия свят. За да не загубя темата, я ре-поствам.