My Sacred Life - A Sense of Self

I have been reading Gretchen Rubin's post @
the happiness project and one of the things she has devised in her pursuit of happiness is "my twelve commandments" (check out the side bar). The first one on the list is to "Be Gretchen".

"Being Patti" has become more and more important to me as I get older. When I was young it was all about joining in with friends and searching, but not always knowing who I really was. Later it was all about raising children and caring for an elderly mother, putting their needs first. In a yoga class years ago while meditating, we were told to ask ourselves the question "Who am I?" I remember not knowing the answer even then and it really bothered me. I was 38 years old.

Since then, I have spent the years decluttering and rearranging my life, I am now finally left with who I am. I know what makes me happy, what nurtures me, what my talents, strengths, weaknesses and opinions are. I know my passions and I know what gives me peace. I also know that there is room for growth and change. This knowing is sacred.

My Sacred Life - FUN!

Fun, sacred? Yes, yes and yes. I couldn't survive without it. Life gets so serious sometimes and it can be very easy for those frown lines to burrow deeper when we look at the world at large and consider our own real or imagined troubles.

So let's have some fun! :-)

Knock Knock

Who's there?

Aardvark!

Aardvark who?

Aardvark a hundred miles for one of your smiles!

Q. Why don't skeletons fight each other?
A. They don't have the guts.

Q. What did the ground say to the earthquake?
A. You crack me up!

Q. What do you get when you cross a cow and a duck?
A. Milk and quackers!

I gotta million of them!

And even more fun - You'll see in the sidebar I have added my personal dna. It seems I am a "benevolent creator", which I kind of like the sound of. If you run the mouse over the bars of colour, it gives you an insight into who I am. The questions are compiled by a team of psychologists and it is free and easy to take. Maybe you'd like to have fun finding out your dna?

And another mandala cos they're fun too!

Writers Island - An Imaginary Life

Poetry Thursday has folded and there is now a new place to express poetry and writing. Welcome to Writers Island

An Imaginary Life

On a tropical hill a white walled house with a red roof watches the ocean like an old sailor home on leave. A veranda wrapped around the outside is where I sit, fanning my glistening body in the purple shade, while transparent geckoes dart, snaring lazy mosquitos.

Sweet juice from fragrant market fruit plucked from a woven basket drips down my chin. A beaded curtain clicketty clacks as the breeze grows strong, then drops away to nothing. A pungent garden spills vibrant flowers onto the soft ground below. A distant shush and roar floods my ears as waves relentlessly wash back and forth.

Moist air weighs heavy on this island. Bare feet find a track worn to shabby patches of rich, red earth, leading to hot white sand. The reflection of glittering water pierces through the blue sky glare . Salty spray spritz's my hot face and a faded, striped hammock swings and beckons. It knows I never refuse.