Be Aware of The Impact Negative Energy Has

I had THE PERFECT image for this post and I spent an hour searching for it. Since I can’t look at screens again, that is an hour too long!! And I didn’t find it!!

I remember exactly how it looked like so I will recreate it; it showed bunch of people drawn cartoon-ish, they were black and above them there was a black speech bubble. In the middle of the crown there was a white person with small white speech/thought cloud, but the black big cloud was dripping black ink into the small white bubble.

You get it right?

No matter how positive you are, if you’re surrounded with negative energy and negative people, they will affect you in negative way.

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I read a bunch of stuff about this and they always sound the same, get rid of those people. But what if that is not the option? What if they are your family? What if you are somehow stuck with this people in current situation?

I can only speak from my experience. When you are feeling a bit low, or exhausted, or it isn’t your day, no matter how hard you try to separate yourself from negative energy, it’s gonna affect you because you are weaker than normal. Likewise attract likewise. Negative feeds off negative. What can you do?

I don’t know what all those articles about this topic suggest, but what helps me is to find million things that make me normally happy. No, billion. If negativity has billion things to keep you occupied, bring out billion and one thing that is just plain awesome. It can be anything, from people you love, memories you cherish, things you look forward to, nature, books, movies, animals, pets, good TV shows, funny videos, great people around you and far away….. Everything. Bring your weapons out. πŸ˜‰ If you’re stuck try new methods. If you don’t like meditating, don’t! Yell, shout, let it all out. (hehe) Go for a run. Or don’t. Play a video game. Zone out. Listen to music that feeds your soul. And most importantly, DON’T listen to negative energy. Shut it out. Literary. Close the door behind it, don’t let it into your space. Imagine as if you have a glass bubble like the one from beginning and your is white, transparent. Nothing gets in. You can observe other people get frustrated, mad, negative, but nothing gets in your bubble.

I desperately wanted to participate in this year’s NaBloPoMo but again, life happened. And I am not feeling well. So, I will participate now in this hour I stole from who knows where and answer to today’s Prompt.

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Thursday, November 27

Where do you see your blog in one year? Five years?

I have no freaking idea. I got worried few days ago about my life in perspective of five years forward, because I am afraid that I won’t be able to do what I have planned. But then I remembered how it was five years ago and I realised that I don’t need to think about that. All is good. All will be good. I have granted myself freedom, I have allowed myself love. And that keeps me breathe deeply and happy. And it is really never too late to do anything I want to, it just gets delayed. πŸ™‚ It is at times, very hard to get pass some things and to endure other. Then I imagine that I am bathing in a sea of love. Just love, everywhere around me. My love, other’s love for me, love in general.

I will keep sharing. I have this “privilege” to talk about something while it is happening. It’s not, yeah I’ve been there so I did this. No, I am walking my own talk. And I hope I will keep inspiring other people, that is my wish.

Off I go. ❀

A golden kid (key?)

This Daily Prompt is so weird because I had a vision of a golden key. Not the kind of vision when you see something and you realise you have superpowers, but the kind of Β vision when you do a meditation and are asked to imagine this and that and later asked how did the stuff look like. For fun and games, and for analyzing your answers. That kind of vision.

I saw a gold key. Big, old, decorated. Like from a time long ago. I said, “It looks like it opens a big door.”

So, important key. Funny thing was that in this meditation/game, key represented future children or child. πŸ˜€ My kiddo, if I decide to have one, will be golden.

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Speaking of kids, my friends have them. Ok, they have one, but still. Two different couples. I was writing about baby Laura the day she was born and the day I opened my Facebook page which is still under construction and soon to be like I like it. Get prepared to be reminded about it, I post videos and photos there, not just posts.

Laura is super cute big cheeks ball of awwwww. She is 2 and a half months old and already showing a personality. I made DIY stuff for her and tutorial will be here. Pinky promise.

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Aaanyway, about kids. I know that every mother gets judged (why is that btw?) but I wonder what is the “most right” way to raise a kid? I am all up for discipline but I think yelling at a kid when he/she hasn’t done anything wrong and threatening the kid with things they don’t like if they don’t do something is just plain mean. Honestly, it makes me physically sick in my stomach. Also, saying stuff like “I don’t like you” when a kid asks if the parent can stay with them until they fall asleep. I had to control myself not to speak up. What do you think? Am I too idealistic and people just don’t have enough energy or they have bad days and frustrating days and they just can’t deal with the kid? What do you think about this “methods”? I think I will get into a fight with her and him next time I see them practicing this nonsense on a three year old. 😑

p.s. If you have no “eclectic” relatives, does that means you’re it? XD

p.p.s. WP is messing with this post and me, grrrrr. I hope it is now showing.

Actually, life is long

Today, DP says to fill in the “Life is too short to…..”

I immediately filled in in my mind …to succeed in things that aren’t really important.

Do you get what I’m trying to say?

To succeed in things that don’t make us happy, that aren’t right for us, that others expect from us… To succeed just to feel successful. Just to get that dose of pride that lasts one minute, no matter how long the journey was. And then the mind is of to the next one. It’s not enough. When it’s just succeeding that matters, nothing is ever enough. The greatest success is to be honest to yourself and love yourself enough to let you…be you. Such simple and natural thing to do, yet most of us need to learn it.Β We are not less important, we are not less worthy. You know why? Because we determine the importance and worth.Β Our-greatest-fear-should-not-be-of-failure-but-of-succeeding-at-things-in-life-that-dont-really-matter-Francis-Chan

I can go on and on with examples for this, but I am sure you have one in your own life to connect with. We all do.

Stuff we do to make other people jealous and impressed by us, that shit don’t matter. Drama other people do, that shit don’t matter. Standard we obey but don’t feel as ours, that shit don’t matter.

People say things like, life is to short to be angry, to hold resentment, to waste time… Fuck that! Feelings are not for bargain… If you feel angry, you probably have the reason to feel angry. If you feel resentment, someone probably did you very wrong… Are those feelings bad for you? Of course! But only you have the power to realize that and to let your mind, body and soul determine how long they need to process it and then let it go. Don’t feed it, just let it go. We are not robots.

And I love wasting time. Time well wasted is not wasted to me. Everything is so fast now. When you slow down, you notice how fast everyone else is going. They don’t notice the beautiful thing life is. they don’t see the 2yo twins in matching pink coats. They don’t see amazing sunset. They don’t notice. Are they late for something? They are late for the schedule in their mind.

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Life is long. There is time. If there isn’t, the time well spent is better than time chased. ❀

Attitude

Hey guys, how are you?

Behind me is a very hard weekend.

But, every day I was happy about something and honestly, I don’t know how I fucking do it. Yes, there are times when I just want to sleep everything away and when I cry because I want to be free from pain but I don’t want to go there now.

Let me tell you what made me happy… πŸ™‚

I was with my love, and I don’t mean chocolate πŸ˜‰

I have three herbal cremes for (against?) pain so I was almost bathing in them and bf helped me every way he could.

I ate an amaaazing tiramisu, it really made myΒ  friday morning.

I discovered that I, in fact, love cinnemon for which I was sure I hate. As a concequence I drank a loooot of tea from apple and cinnemon. A lot. Yumm.

I cuddled with the most cuddly kitty I have ever “met”, my bf cat who is 5 months and is…adorable. She followed me around like a puppy. πŸ™‚

It is now cold outside and it was cloudy/raining for days and it brought even some pretty big storms last week, but today the sun broke through the clouds. I loved it…

Every moment I was feeling better, I cherished. I sang to myself.

I woke up. And I see and I can walk, and talk and hear, and I am loved. It is a blessing. I don’t feel afraid. I feel like this is a new chapter and it is only going better. I know it. πŸ™‚

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I am really looking forward to reading all your comments…. ❀

Nature is my medicine

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I have this WP app on my phone almost since I opened my blog and it has been awesome to write my drafts when I’m not around computer, but in the last weeks my mobile became the only screen I can look at. I am getting more into it to see what I can do… It is not the same of course, I can’t post some of the stuff that I had in mind, and I can’t put my logo on the photos, or tags and categories – I think, but it’ll make my blog blues dissapear πŸ™‚

Remember how I was sad about summer not being sunny and warm? We are having some late warm and sunny weather here and it is beautiful, I am really enjoying in it hehe, even if it’s from my bed.

I have so much ideas to share with you, from my ponderings, photographs I made, interior design DIY’s, even fashion stuff and ootd (“outfit of the day”), projects that require more energy and are waiting for me in my folders… Oh yes, I have made a peach pie that I can’t wait to share recipe for, and something I won’t give away because it was so new for me… Now you can see why I can’t wait to be back and editing, but I will take all the time I need and explore this app more. πŸ˜‰

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I am getting all your comments-love and it makes me smile seeing all those dear names πŸ™‚

I dare to dream big!

My childhood friend got married. Not ground breaking news? Let me elaborate…

I had three close childhood friends that I remember vividly outside kindergarten and school… When I was teeny tiny I had two, lets call them A1 and A2, because of their names, which start with A. πŸ™‚

We played hide and seek, learn how to ride bikes and climb trees, tease other boys in the street and let them tease us, play any kind of game with ball and dolls, have picnics, play word games and talk all the way until the street lights went on and it was time to go home. We were a trio and we even had our cats to match which we named but sorta forgot about them so poor cats had to figure out the world without three girls chasing them. Then we start school which was a ground breaking point for our trio because one A was a year younger from other A and me, that meant our world were completely different now. Also, I got a sister which turned my life around, and when I started school, my sister started to talk. That’s a trouble. And more so, she was easier to handle so my mum will “give her” to me to take care of her. You know how hard it is to play AND take care of your little sister? Of course you do. πŸ™‚ That was a turbulent time and our friendship didn’t pass the test. I have found another childhood friend who was between me and my sister in age so she could play with both of us. That was a beginning of another trio that lasted up until I got super old and serious and turned 12. And then 13. No way I could hang out with younger than me, I was a TEENAGER.

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But, friendship between me and A1 still continued, even though not as strong as before. Now it was about real stuff, saying hi in the school hallway, chatting when we would meet in the street, catching up about our lives… So many topics were to be covered. πŸ˜‰ And then we finished elementary school, we were super big now. Now we hung out almost like adults, talking about boys and our future… Busy schedule divided us but we sure did catch up from time to time. Last time we were chatting I think we were 15 or 16 years old. Talking about high school and stuff… You know… Cool stuff. We were both straight A students with honors so there were not so much partying involved in our conversations, one more reason we got each other. And then I moved from there.

Years passed by. Facebook happened. I had to open Facebook to get extra credit at online media at college. And I got hooked, like everyone else. I knew that she had a boyfriend and left to USA, I have no idea how I knew that. And one day, we befriended on Facebook. It was of course nothing like our childhood friendship, but that is how life works. That doesn’t mean I don’t cherish it. She went on a college for an astrophysicist in California, which even now as I write it sounds like a movie to me.

My childhood friend got married. To a boy she went to USA with. She is living there now. Her wedding cake was an observatory similar to this one;

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She is an astrophysicist. My gummi-gummi partner and hopscotch rival. Isn’t that crazy? And amazing?

I am happy for her but I can’t help but wonder how much lives can go apart. We are taught not to dream big. After high school you can choose, either work or go to college. We started from the same street and look at us now. I don’t feel accomplished compared to her. Actually, I have a feeling like I am just starting my life. Like I have woken up from the Matrix they told me my life should be and now I am making my own life and getting rid of the things that hold me back. No one told me to dream big, I locked myself in my own mental boundaries. I can see that now. I find her to be successful. Maybe she is not. But the mere fact she dared to dream and conquer her fear of unknown and worked hard for it got my full respect.

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Also, I know me now better than ever before. I know when I go after/into something I dive in. I am learning not to force it, not to push it. Patience is a virtue hard to treasure when you want something so badly. What I have learned is that nothing I forced to happen doesn’t make me happy. It makes me happy for that second I accomplish it. It doesn’t make me proud of me. With patience when stuff happen, I am proud. I am happy. I am fulfilled. No one tells you that patience and loving yourself is important. If you’re lucky they do, but no one can teach you how to achieve that. That is a path you walk alone. Good thing you have me at the same path so we can chat while we walk. πŸ™‚

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What is successful to you?

Having a job? A boyfriend/girlfriend? A spouse, kids? Chasing your dream? Daring to dream big?

A little bit of Croatian music…

My blogger friend Mara inspired me for doing this. I had an idea in my mind to share with you some Croatian songs for a while now, and I knew that I will do this regularly, but she inspired me to do it today. πŸ™‚

I hope you will like this idea… For me, music is universal and although I mostly listen to foreign singers, I have tons and tons of songs in Croatian that I grew up with and that I love… They are 99% older songs, because today’s scene really doesn’t interest me. They are trying to be “mainstream” and mostly go one of two ways; first trying to please English-based audience they write songs in English and imitate the West, or they try to please equivalent of country music in Balkan and go more east (imitating Serbian singers)

I can’t find myself in either of this categories, so when I listen to Croatian music, I listen to… You can say oldies. πŸ™‚

This is a song called “Flags” from Parni Valjak, a group that I listened to a lot when about 14/15 years old. The lyrics are beautiful, so if anyone is interested I can translate them the best I can.

For now, the chorus:

My flags are always the same color

On them the love is ruling

My flags.. Never on half spear

Love is not giving up

 

This songs is called “Tempera” like paint. From Gibonni… Both songs are Croatian classics and everyone knows them. πŸ™‚

Love is saving us from us

Daily Post asked today:Β The friendly, English-speaking extraterrestrial you run into outside your house is asking you to recommend the one book, movie, or song that explains what humans are all about. What do you pick?

My heart is racing.

I want to show you something.

I couldn’t find it for an hour, it is not available because of copyrights, it is very hard to find any clips of it.

It is a movie from 1989. called The Abyss from James Cameron.

Did you see it?

I have found the clip that says “deleted scene”, it is the only way to find it…

Watch before they take it down.

My hearts is really racing. I am always so struck by this movie who speaks the truth 25 years after it was made.

You should watch one more video.

This one calls for reaction. Passive and agressive seems to be general emotions we nurture. Hate. Even when we know that hate isn’t the one who is going to save us. Even when we know love is our safety net. Life jacket. Rope hanging from a cliff holding us.Β We have to choose love. We have to choose love before that moment we are in the ocean. We can’t rely on loveΒ to come to our rescue at the last moment. What if the last moment isΒ to late?

 

 

Iva’s Awesome Birthday Challenge | Day 9 …………

We should do something fun today!

First: try to kiss your elbow. You can’t Ha-ha! πŸ˜€

Open the book that is nearest to you on page 45 and write the third sentence on the right page.

Write the first thing that comes on your mind in Google and post the result. – That should be fun

Watch the “Jimmy Fallon Hashtag #Worst Advice” on YouTube. That is from me to you. πŸ˜€

Big thank you to all of you who participated so far, I’m loving your entries and comments…Β β™₯

From today I leave you to be…

The main theme is here,

And it’s the birthday of Me.

So feel free to join however you like,

Through a post, a comment or a like.

When the 14th of March knocks on the door

I will be one year older once more

But not to worry because I love my path

My journey, my blog, my loved ones, my craft.

I am wiser than I used to be,

Now I try to see the forest and not just one tree.

My wishes are of life I hope to see,

Past is in the past where it should be.

I will swim and surf and ski

Not letting the situation comes over ME

But when I do need a helping hand

I won’t hesitate to show my feet are in the quick sand

I will put my hand up and ask for you,

Hugs, love and positivity will get me through.

So, join in my celebration of Me

With your own stories show that this community are We. πŸ™‚

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