Passion at work!

I lowered myself gingerly into the familiar cockpit. The grooves from the seat scratched at my skin, catapulting me back to those sweaty, summer days. A faint smell of metal and plastic probed at my thoughts and I could feel my body sinking deeper into position, whisking me away to the other side - a place of dimensions where reality and fantasy became intertwined.

My fingers sought out the bright dayglow buttons, demanding my attention - titillating me with their velvety spheres - how I loved the feeling of those soft, rounded grooves, embracing my fingertips with grateful reunion. With one small touch, a story is borne.

I scanned the kaleidoscope of images before me - flashes of action penetrating my vision. My heart beat faster; my senses tuned in. The cacophony of sounds began to take form. It felt as if my skin was being kissed by a thousand sensory projections. My eyes began to direct the palette of worlds into evolving stories that each held their own secret. This universe of life, started taking shape.

Dirty little secrets flying off the screen like crazed butterflies escaping their cells. Overload of the senses, I fished for the scoops. Like a passionate pianist I tickled the keys to capture the scene. Orders from behind conducted the score! A bombardment of messages being bullied to fruition. Punching and teasing and catching and directing, the story unfolded amidst the mishmash of action.

And then....quiet. Settling down whilst the characters played out their fortunes, we all watched, glued to the screen, as the choices they made paved the way for the next manic panic!

to be continued...

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Soul Speak

Feed the soul with aural pleasure!
Don't hide the mind,
So hard to find...
Reveal the You - your forgotten treasure!
July, 2007

Ode to Self

Such detachment, ill of ease,
When before all open to my needs.
Windows change
With passing moons,
No longer singing that sweet tune.
Like the tides I carry dreams,
Flotsam, jetsam, unpicked seams.
Two faces shimmer bright with hope,
Who's to know?
And so..and so..
Feb, 2007.

I see the light!

"Life should be a little nuts, otherwise it's just a string of Thursdays thrown together!" - Beau Burroughs (Kevin Costner) in the film 'Rumour Has It'.

I've been going a little nuts lately. Some recent situations have led me to eradicate friends from my life and inspired fustrated rants on certain sites. It inpsired self-reflection thereafter and I was left feeling cold and distanced from my joyful perspective on life.

My highly sensitive nature wormed its way into aspects of my life and by getting passionately disturbed by certain events, I allowed the dark side to influence my actions. I see now that I was only giving up my power to those that hurt me and therefore perpetuating the cycle of domination. A powerful lesson indeed. I choose the light! As Mike Dooley (writer of The Secret) reiterated in his interview on Carte Blanche tonight: "Thoughts become things".

So I say thank you to all the people in my life for teaching me powerful lessons - whether you realise it or not. Namaste!

Seal Clubbing in Namibia update

Clubbing of 80 000 nursing baby, suckling on mothers milk (non-fishing eating) seal pups started on Sunday, July 1, and will continue for the next 139 days. This will apply for a 3yr rolling quota. Namibia plans a total extinction of the Cape fur seals in Namibia, clearly pointing out over and over again, that seals consume 900 000 tonnes of fish and the fishing industry only lands between 500 000 and 600 000 tonnes. Whilst the seals do not cause Namibia's fisheries to collapse, clearly Namibia now believes for fisheries to get back to harvesting. Even stranger, the quota is 90% pup based who as nursing pups still suckling on mothers milk, pose no threat to fish consumption, whilst all other age groups of fish-eating seals are exempt, including all breeding females. Namibia and its sealers will continue to allow breeding cows to mate, raise their baby for 7-months, whilst consuming fish to then harvest them, to protect fish stocks. So when will Namibia stop. Never, because with this banana republic logic, seals will go the same way as Namibia's fisheries - down, down, down.
For the Seals Francois Hugo Seal Alert-SA
http://www.sealalertsa.net/index1.htm

Green tip of the week

ACT NOW
When you go away for more than two days, turn your geyser off to conserve energy. NB: it doesn't help to turn it off for short periods of time because the surge of energy from switching the geyser on again, wastes a lot of energy.

101 Ways to get out of gym...

"Get up, get up, get busy to it; get up and move your body..." If you, like me, find it exceedingly difficult to motivate yourself to go to the gym every so often, I have found a possible answer: get yourself a personal trainer! You still have to drag yourself out into the freezing cold, but at least there is someone cheering you on as you get there.

Yes, the weather is decidedly offputting when contemplating the gym. I'd much rather snuggle up with the underfloor heating and visualise it instead. Don't they say you can do anything with the mind? Mmm...didn't get a positive response there. I pondered other options: braving road rage and going for a jog...all fair and well if the sun is shining and there's no wind freezing my brain...SEX!...a perfect option..um..(*darn*)...Or I could hit the town and boogie my body firm? Not a bad idea, I thought, then suddenly it all came back to me that the reason I need to go to gym in the first place was from all the late night boozing and munchies. I faced the stark, cold truth - my J-Lo boodie was not going to disappear by sitting on the couch, no matter how much I tried to convince myself. Mmm...I braved the blizzard and went to the gym.

How my luck changed that day! I met up with Angie. She's a Personal Trainer. I've often watched her cruising round the gym, giggling with clients . Can't be that bad if her clients are smiling! So I decided to give it a bash. Today was my first session.

Angie targeted my muscle groups that need most of the work (no brainer there!) and handed me some heavy objects and told me to "LUNGE"! Fooled me, you did, I thought as previous images of her giggling resurfaced. More like Private Angie now! But, work me she did. And I had a great time doing it! We laughed and chatted through the pain and the sweat and by the time I left, my muscles were pumped!

I am meeting her again tomorrow and I have realised, that I really am quite amped to get to the gym! Having a personal trainer has completely revamped my antagonism towards exercise. So this is my message to all of you who hate going to the gym - get a Personal Trainer - it really helps! Watch my boodie for more...!

Addiction theories

Addiction is a word that often conjures up thoughts of drugs or alcohol, yet it refers to the concept of being unable to live without something. This could be anything - coffeee, shopping, a fetish. If you spend time thinking about something to such a degree that it starts dominating your life, it could be an addiction. I can think of at least one addiction I have - crack! Before you gasp in horror (or longing!) - I'm talking about facebook! Someone coined a new nickname for this addictive site - so addictive it's like crack! "He's got crack!", "she's on crack!", " he needs to get crack!" etc.

Other addictions dominating my life - BLOGGING; Prison Break; CSI NY and possibly smoking (when I'm driving or on the computer or socialising)...still haven't fully accepted the latter as an addiction though - I'm working on it!

If you're looking for some release from your specific addiction, my advice: get help! Or keep yourself locked up; or run out of money so you just can't buy the substance - that always works well with me. If you're looking for a less aggressive approach, however, try crystals. Hematite is a useful stone for overcoming compulsions and addictions. This effective stone treats overeating, smoking and any form of indulgence and helps one come to terms with one's mistakes. It also dissolves negativity and prevents negative energies from entering the aura, restoring peace and harmony to the body. Hematite shouldn't be used where inflammation is present or for long periods of time.

So next time you feel that irresistible urge to get your fix, grab some hematite....you might need a lot of it! Talking of which, best I get some now because I'm on a blogging roll!

Day in the Country.

Just beyond the cacophonous chatter, I could hear a faint sound that made me nostalgic. I extricated myself from the thrilling discussion and tuned in to the scene far away.... Aah, a rooster! Nothing like a rooster at 4 in the morning to remind you of the pleasure of farm life. As a child, I used to go trout fishing with my family for holidays and every morning I would awake to the sound of the rooster, screeching his message that the day had begun. Well, at least that's what I thought the message was. It could've been something quite different, like: "If I don't get it now I'm going to throw you out of the pen, you CHICKEN!" At seven years old, my mind was still innocent. So as I sat among my friends today, the memories of my childhood flooded back and I felt a deep longing for those happy, carefree days.

A friend of mine has a farm in Muldersdrift, outside Johannesburg and a bunch of us congregated there for the day. After a pleasant drive through the sundrenched hills, I eventually found the farmhouse by heading towards the glint of cars - shining beacons showing me the way. I had to giggle at my friend's directions: 'the farm on the right with the trees'...I surveyed the surroundings - a contagion of trees dotted the landscape. Needless to say, I was not the only one who took a wrong turn!

I glanced around at my collection of friends. Friends, whom I have known for many years. I felt completely content in this happy environment. I could be anywhere with these people and still feel ecstatic. There's something about having a close circle of friends that warms the heart. Despite the distance and time that elapses, we always resume from whence we left off.

Time has been busy, I chuckled quietly to myself. Three new babies had arrived in the pack. Crawling and scrambling on small shaky legs, little lifeforms splashed the garden with colour. Mummies and Daddies taking cherubs for walks, pointing to trees and the birds and the bees! It doesn't seem so bad, I thought, enjoying the scene whilst reflecting on my adamantly single life. Comparing the parents to their little Mini-me's, I could see familiar expressions bursting through their small faces. It must be wonderful to witness the blooming of life. Moving on swiftly, I rejoined the discussion!

The day was spent with love and indulgence. A feast of festivities. The lunch was delicious, the gnattering was constant and we even squeezed in a few rounds of frisbee and 30 Seconds. To top it off, a delectable carrot cake to further sweeten the day.

As I was cruising home - the darkness winning the fight over light - I wallowed in the memories of the blissful day. Suddenly it occurred to me, upon reflection of such wonderful friends, that they were all reflections of me. These friends display all the qualities in life that I so desire and enjoy. Therein was my epiphany! What a day and what damn good friends I have. What a way to remind myself that all is good in Lisi Land!

Breast Cancer Stats...

One in 3 women will develop cancer in her lifetime. Breast cancer is the leading cancer in women. Each year breast cancer kills 500,000 people a year globally, and 1.2 million are diagnosed with it every year. One in 8 women will develop breast cancer in her lifetime. See link to test your risk of diseases. http://www.yourdiseaserisk.harvard.edu/english/

Choccie vs Goliath

I was racing out my driveway today when I screeched to a halt. I spotted a familiar black rump readying itself into stalk mode. I watched with interest as my undersized kitten commenced his attack on an unsuspecting Hadida! As most South Africans will know, the Hadida bird has taken over the suburbs in vast numbers. Not only are they completely complacent in suburban landscapes, they are also indifferent towards cats. My previous cats were terrified of them - electrified furballs, they would flee at the sight of a Hadida. Not this cat! Happily pecking out earthly delights, this Hadida was unpeturbed by Choccie's deathly poise. Suddenly without warning, my cat lurched himself towards the lazy bird and swiped it with his razor claws. In a flurry of wings and extracted feathers, the Hadida squawked and stumbled out of reach. Highly disappointed, Choccie glanced around to see who had witnessed his failed attempt. When he realised I'd observed his poor effort, he sauntered into a bush indignantly as if to show his irritation at my intrusion into his world! Later in the day, the neighbourhood watch told me that this is a common occurrence with my cat and that he has in fact killed at least one Hadida before! Clearly Choccie has developed a reputation among the locals. What a warrior! I have to marvel at his big b.... bravery!