Monday, March 30, 2009
Thursday, March 19, 2009
I want to make this post about Reiki. But instead of copying what is written in a book or on a website to explain exactly what this is, I'm going to write about my experience with it and how it changed my life. In fact, I would say it saved me.
A lot of people don't know this but I am a trained Reiki Master. This means I have been trained in all 3 levels of Reiki and can perform Reiki on myself and other people. I also use the symbols to protect my friends, family and belongings and to assist in situations that need healing. But I'm jumping ahead...
To begin at the beginning, I saw a psychic years ago who recommended Reiki to me to help calm me and help me grow, but I didn't know anything about it. I was going through a particularly bad break-up and felt so lost and miserable. So I decided to take action and do something to help myself, with Ani's encouragement. I scoured Nova Magazine looking for classes and found one being taught in 2 weekends in Fremantle that cost $200. However, the first day I turned up, it had been cancelled. Hindsight is everything; of course I later realised this was a Godsend and obviously meant to happen, because Reiki is definitely NOT something that can be learnt in a few days or even weeks.
Through her advert in the Nova, I found my salvation and her name is Gail. Gail has been a Reiki Master for years and was teaching classes out of a room in her backyard on Saturday afternoons. The classes were $20 each to cover her costs and each week my class of 6 received notes to add to our Reiki file. These included beautiful colour printed affirmations and typed notes with details about that weeks class, whether it be on chakras, hand positions or the symbol we were being attuned to. We started classes at the end of February 2004 and each level took about 10 weeks. Our last class was the week before Christmas that same year, a total of 10 months, so it was very involved and very thorough. I was very nervous going to the first class, as you would be, but I was immediately fascinated with Reiki.
What is Reiki? My training notes say: Reiki is the Japanese word for Universal Life Force Energy. It is an ancient wisdom which awakens an innate power within you. Everything in the universe is made from unconditional love. It is the glue that holds everything together. This amazing energy is in every cell of your body and sustains body, mind and spirit. It is your divine right to use this energy to heal yourself and gain whatever nourishment you require. Reiki is a specific vibration designed to enhance and support our inborn healing system. The amount (of energy) drawn from the universe is determined by the needs of the person receiving it.
Now, I know I put myself across as a bit of a hippie, but to be perfectly honest, I remember sitting in this class and hearing and reading this and I was thinking, Oh come on. It sounded like poppycock. Gail explained she concentrated and drew energy down from the universe through her crown chakra and then passed that energy onto others through her hands. Hippie mumbo jumbo right? So, to help demonstrate, Gail got all her Reiki Masters, trained by her, to give us a Reiki healing. We lay down on the massage tables and they began the healing, starting by standing at our heads and placing their hands on our temples. I remember feeling the warmth of Jen's hands and just... blissful relaxing. It's very hard to understand so of course I would recommend anyone get a Reiki healing when possible to just experience it. I remember feeling so... good, so calm, relaxed and at peace. It's like a massage but without the hands moving on your body. They are placed at certain points, none of them intrusive and just left there, while the Reiki giver sends you energy and healing. And I felt it; I felt revived and refreshed. After doing Reiki for so long now, I can tell when I'm receiving it; it's like a warm blanket being drawn over your body.
I won't go on and on about how fantastic Reiki is and how you, Dear Reader, should try it. Let's just have it known that I know Reiki worked for me in fantastic ways and that I totally believe in being able to receive energies from other people. You know when you're stressed and you run your hands through your hair, or cover your eyes, or drag them over your face? These are all ways in which we are physically trying to clear negative energy and the stress from our bodies. Running your hands through your hair is trying to clear the negatives you are feeling from your crown chakra, on the top of your head. And then you know those people who just... drain you. You feel exhausted after talking to them because of their negativity. These are people who suck your energy to boost their own. And the flip side are those people you love to be around because you feel so good after talking to them, so comfortable in their presence and boosted by them. These people are giving out their good energy, letting it radiate towards others and you are getting the benefits of it.
I'm going to do posts now and then on Reiki affirmations, chakras, colour therapy and the other million things I learned. I hope you find it interesting and get something from it, as I did.
I know Reiki worked for me. Not only did I get over the bad relationship, I felt better about myself, I liked myself more, I became extremely confident about myself and I even lost weight. And a week after my last class, I flew to Hedland for the Xmas holidays to see my parents and I met Shane. The rest, as they say, is history...
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
So I got to thinking about organ donation... As you do. Now I have to say straight out that I am a total, 100%, unselfish believer in donating your organs and other parts of your body when you pass on. I believe the soul is separate to our physical selves and it is the best thing you can do, because, let's face it, you won't be needing it, right? Well I won't, because I want to be cremated. Hear Ye, all that read this as you bear me witness on this comment. I have told this to Shane many, many times but of course he doesn't want to hear comments like that. So you are now my backup.
Some of this come about because of an ultrasound Devon had when she was 11 days old regarding her kidneys. Her right kidney is sitting a lot lower than the other, it's located down in her pelvis. This is called 'Ectopic Kidney' and is congenital, it occurs in 1 in a 1000 births. It needs to be monitored to make sure it doesn't cause problems for her later in life. And this is what started my mind wandering.
So in case of the unthinkable, here I am...
Brain - This of course would be snapped up first due to my extremely high IQ level and the fact that I've never had shock treatment. I'm sure it's nicely... grey? and healthy and seriously, I'm not a complete dumbass so it should be worth something.
Hair - This would definitely be suitable for cutting and donating for a wig I think. My hair is fine but there's a lot of it, and it's very porous so you can, like, colour it, like, whatever colour you want! Neat huh?
Eyes - These are great as I had laser eye surgery done in February 2007 so my vision is spot on. The colour might put some people off as they are a murky blue-grey, but hey, if you don't like it, don't look at 'em! (Geddit?)
Tongue - Do people donate their tongues? Dunno! But in case, someone needs one... My taste buds work and I don't have a tongue piercing (gross). So, what else is there?
Heart - Don't know about this one. I have ectopic beat, which is an irregular heartbeat caused by stress and I have to be careful when getting anaesthetics and certain medicines. Then again, if a real relaxed hippie wanted my heart, they'd be fine.
Liver - I've never been a big drinker so this organ should be fine. Anyway, I really love Midori and Lemonade but I doubt this would do much damage coz it's such a poofy drink.
Kidneys - I have both my kidneys. So... yeah.
Gallbladder - Absent. Sorry, that got removed in May 2006. Thank God too, those stones hurt.
Lungs - Again, this could be an issue. I get asthma when I get cold, so maybe whoever inherited these should take a leaf from my book and live in the north where it's warmer. I haven't used my puffer in over 6 months until this week, as I've suddenly developed a viral chest infection with a very annoying phlegmy cough, gross.
Eggs - If someone wanted my eggs, I wouldn't say no to that. I make beautiful babies so that'd be a definite plus. It wouldn't surprise me if organ donation developed to this level!
Skin - Depends. I am a bit freckly on my shoulders and have some moles here and there, but otherwise, it's nicely stretchy and smooth.
Hands / Feet - (I think) I have lovely hands. My fingers are long (piano fingers) and my nails grow fast, so they'd suit someone who was petite and delicate, like me! But they can't have my rings, my daughters get those!
Someone can also have my feet, but only after they get a good pedicure.
Limbs - Go for it. But you might want to make sure the hands and feet aren't already taken, as per the above piano playing ballerina recommendation.
Geez. This list has gone from me boasting about my good health to a hypochondriac's drone of 'Poor Me'. Hmmm. Just makes me think I need to take better care of myself for the next person who might be lucky enough to own a piece of me. Happy thought.
Wouldn't it be funny if that was the prerequisite to being on the Organ Donor's List! Question: Do you abuse yourself regularly? Answer: Oh yes, I take all sorts of drugs and alcohol, jump off cliffs and worse, I don't moisturise! Then no, bugger off, we don't want you! Heh heh.
Posted by LaLa at 12:49 PM
The worst thing? I haven't even seen the movie! Ridiculous! I've seen one short clip of Edward racing through the trees with Bella clinging on his back. And that's it. I've conjured up whole scenes for the movie in my head revolving around one (I feel) perfectly suited song, which encaptures her obsession with him and how much they are to each other. I only hope I'm not disappointed when I do see it because it doesn't match the elaborately planned scenes in my tiny mind.
Am I the only one who has these random going ons in my brain??
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Posted by LaLa at 9:32 AM
Friday, March 13, 2009
As some of you know, my EDD (expected due date) was Friday 13 February and of course, like any hippie with some knowledge of numerology, I kept going through which dates I liked and which I didn't. I don't like odd numbers, I didn't want the same birthday as someone else and I wasn't particularly fond of having my baby on a Friday the 13th either. But of course, none of that was going to be up to me, coz this baby was coming when it was coming... or so we thought.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Welcome one, and, welcome all!
Okay, so you know how I send out emails every couple of months to practically everyone I know, pleading with you to please drool over photos of my beautiful children (yes, 2 now, need to remember the plural...) and begging for gossip and news to absorb. Well one of my best friends (Hey Ani Pani) showed me her blog (all about makeup, now you know why she's my friend!) and got me hooked! I thought, THAT'S what I need! Somewhere for my family, friends and complete strangers to check me out, see what I'm about and get freaked out.
So. Welcome to LaLa's Life.
To encourage your viewing me as much as possible (sounds a bit rude), and to get lots of attention, I shall now list my election promises to ensure your continued adoration.
One. I solemnly declare to be as honest as possible on this blog and not sugarcoat anything. For example, I'll try not clog it up with boring crap like what I cooked for dinner, but instead write witty and endearing pieces on what I think, do and say about various things in and around my life. This however is a giant contradiction as my life can tend to be a bit boring and sometimes consists wholly on what to cook for tea. Hmmm. Bit of a conundrum that one... Shall I just say that I'll try not to be too cheery or chirpy? If I'm having a shit day, I'll tell you about it. Oh, and I may swear a bit too.
Two. For all the rellies and the girls... Yes, I shall post AS MANY cute, adorable and drool-able pictures of Cassidy and Devon (and occasionally Saxon) as possible. I mean, they're my kids so EVERYTHING they do is totally photo-worthy and worth a visit to this blog.
And yes, I'm aware that I just called our dog my kid. Everybody knows he's practically human anyway.
This also means viewing up to 23 photos a day of Devon sleeping. Well what do you want? She's 3 weeks old, there's nothing much else she does yet!
Three. I also solemnly declare to update this blog as much as possible. I mean, to keep your interest I need to keep it punchy, current, newsworthy and modern (sounds like Channel 10). But yeah, I'll try not to let weeks go by without so much as a 'we're having beef roast for tea... again'.
Four. I swear that no child shall live in poverty, no, hang on, wrong speech. I will warn you now that a) I am a scrapbooker and b) I have 2 little girls. These things tend to make me overly girly in the shopping, taking photos, experimenting with hairstyles and playing with makeup departments. In the interests of any blokes reading this, and to keep your continued support, I'll try to keep the flowery stuff to a minimum.
Okay, well that about does the laying down of the rules. I expect you're totally enthralled and can't wait to see what I'm going to do next. Well I'm going to bed, it's late, so I suggest you go watch Deal or No Deal to distract you from chewing your nails before the next instalment of...