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10 inspirational rules for life!! :)

The world is a beautiful place. Just open your eyes and see!

If you feel sad, or lonely, you need to know, that you are never alone. You have a guardian angel, who is by your side from the moment you are born. Who whispers to you, to keep you out of danger. This manifests itself through a voice inside of your head, that inner feeling in your stomach, that sense of anxiety about a situation, or equally, a sense of calm. This is your angel talking to you. Often we choose not to listen to this inner voice of warning. Instead, we choose the life lesson instead.

We are all here for a reason. These reasons are varied, but they are all equally important. You are important!

Some of us have a more difficult life path. But that is for a reason. Sometimes you need to be alone – to focus.

Remember, that you cannot have what you wish, if you do not know what it is that you want. The biggest thing that holds people back, is uncertainty, a lack of belief in yourself. When you know what you want, exactly what you want it will come to you.

There are angels for everything. You only have to ask. Ask for help and it will be given. Focus your energy on what you want to do, and be yourself, be true to yourself. And always remember the following:

1. You cannot cosmically order anything to do with anyone else. For people have free will. And free will always override divine intervention.

2. There are only two real emotions love and fear. Everything else stems from those two emotions. If you are feeling negative, then write it down, then write the problem again, with love not fear. It’s is easy to change your thinking and to think positive simply by removing fear – live for love.

3. Soul mates do exist, but often we learn from each other, or undo past life karma that we owe each other. Nobody is good or bad, for each soul is making its own progression of learning on the earth plane.

4. Happiness comes from within. Nobody else can make you happy.

5. If you keep having relationships and repeating the same thing over. Please do not despair, it simply means that you are learning a lesson which is repeated until you have learned. When you change your thinking – your life pathway will change.

6. There are no mistakes in life. Everything happens for a reason. Often, you cannot see that reason until much later, when you have learned some more.

7. The law of attraction does exist, if you think negative, and focus on the negative, then more negative will come back your way, so try to think positive.

8. You never lose anyone in life. Not ever. We are all connected and we are all one. People might leave your life, but they are not gone for ever, you will see them again, even if this is not in this lifetime. Try not to waste your life, waiting for someone else.

9. If you are heartbroken about someone, try to focus your energy back on you. Because thinking of someone, crying over someone, you are giving them your energy. And they will pick this up, and sense it, and it will empower them to stay away from you. LOVE YOURSELF!!

10. Always try to treat others as you would like to be treated yourself.

Feathers appear when angels are near

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I’m from your Guardian Angel
Who’s been assigned to you.
She dropped this in her struggles
As she protected you.

Each time you feel that you’re alone,
Each time you nearly fall
I’m here to remind you:
You’re not alone at all.

~unknown author

I had often read how when your Guardian Angel is close, then you will see a white feather. Sometimes a feather can be left as a sign, called a ‘calling card’. When you see white feathers it means that your guardian angel is close. It can mean that your prayers have been answered, that you have been helped by your guardian angel.

In January 2010, my daughter Maya was stillborn at full term pregnancy. I saw so many white feathers. A week after she died, i was so confused what i was meant to do with my life, that i arranged a night out. This was probably optimistic, especially as I had a Caesarean section the week before. On the way home in the taxi, a white feather flew horizontally in front of the taxi windscreen. I watched in amazement. After this, for the next year or two, i saw white feathers float past me. I would collect them in a silver heart shaped box, until the box became full.

Life became more difficult, and financially I struggled to make ends meet. Sometimes I didn’t have enough money food. It was a tough time. By 2012, work was strained. I had taken so much time off of work to recover from PTSD caused by the stillbir

Had the angels left a calling card?

th, it was difficult to return. So many bad things had happened, that i had lost my spiritual faith. I never saw feathers anymore. I certainly never collected any in 2012. I felt truly alone and wondered how i would get out of the financial trouble that i was in. It looked likely that i would lose both my job and my home. Then life events occured which meant that asked work for a Compromise Agreement to leave. They agreed. Paid me a years salary. Enough to clear all of my debts. I waited until the day that I would be paid, it went into my account on 27th October 2012. I had spent the last 2 years and 9 months grieving my daughters death, and making recovery but it was slow. Life felt so empty without her.

The day that I received financial settlement into the bank, i picked up a new dog, a shih tzu called Poppy. She is perfect. I walked into my home with her, now financially secure, at least for a while. There in the middle of my black garden table, was a white feather. I think …. maybe….. that my guardian angel had heard my prayers and had helped me. I paid off my debts and for the first time, my home was no longer at risk. I felt secure. I felt peace. Was it the help of an angel? I don’t know, but it certainly felt that way.

It’s all about perception

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Life – its all about perception. Life, is exactly how you perceive it to be.

My first and biggest lesson of this, was back in 2010. It was June. Early June. My daughter had died at full term pregnancy in January 2010. I had just gone back to work, 16 weeks later.

My work, was working with homeless people. My office was based in a hostel. We worked to provide supported housing to people that were homeless and vulnerable and waiting to be housed by the local council.

I wasn’t looking forward to going back to work. As my child had died and i knew that there would be pregnant women and babies there. But work were kind. They said that I didn’t have to work with those cases and they would allocate me different clients.

All should have been well. But life was still to teach me. My first client was an 86 year old Scottish lady. She had a round smiley face, big glasses, and really reminded me of Mrs Doubtfire.

Returning to work, was staged, so I wasn’t working full time at first. It was my last client on my first week back, and I glanced at my watch, it was time for me to go home. My client asked “why are you leaving early?” “Oh, I said, rather hurriedly, I have been off for a while and am working shorter hours for few weeks” I secretly hoped that she would be happy with this answer and I could leave.

Her interest peaked, and I knew she was going to ask me further probing questions. I fidgeted on the spot. “So, you have been ill?” It felt like more a statement than a question. I could tell that she was looking for further information, but was determined not to tell her. I gave what i thought would be the safest, least complicated answer. “No”, I said with a feigned smile. I thought as fast as I could….. ummm…..”I have had a baby” I blurted out.

Mrs Doubtfire’s face creased into a smile, and she peered at me, pushing her large spectacles further up her nose. “Oh, and how old is your baby?” I froze, what was I to say to this? I paused, and glanced at her. She was waiting for an answer. At that moment, I debated what would I say? I couldn’t now lie. It was true that i had been off because I had a baby. But of course, my daughter was no longer alive.

I weighed it up, and decided to be honest. But that I would just be matter of fact about it. I weighed it up in my head, did I dismiss her? Did I lie? What should I do? So, I decided, to go with it, and tell her. “Well, I said, unfortunately my daughter died”. I honestly didn’t know what else to say, I could hardly say I had a 4 month old little girl. Although that to me, was the reality, I knew that if I said that, then I would be open to further questions. I knew that I could get into trouble for saying this.

She broke into a smile “ah, a miscarriage, i had one of those” she said with a strong Scottish accent. I was slightly offended at this, she didn’t understand. “No, I said, its wasn’t a miscarriage, it was s stillbirth. I was full term, my daughter was 7lb 4oz”. She looked at me slightly puzzled. “Ah, is that what they call it these days? stillbirth, there is a fancy term. Yes, I had one of those”. I thought she still wasn’t quite grasping what I was saying, my child died at FULL TERM, I thought to myself, desperate to get home, and starting to feel quite uncomfortable.

Mrs Doubtfire looked wistfully at a photo of a woman in her 30′s, that stood on her dresser. It was a nice photo, in a frame, a pretty lady with dark hair. She continued, “yes, I had one of those, I was a 21 year old girl, it was 65 years ago. She continued, I was 40 weeks”. I started to pay attention. So, she really did understand…

Her voice quietened, as she continued with her story ‘I knew that there was something wrong, i gave birth to my baby, and I could hear the midwife’s whispering. They said nothing and moved me to a ward. I had been there for three days, people were sat with their babies. Everyone, except me. Then my mum came to see me. She was dressed in her Sunday best. I had been there for three days on my own, she was my first visitor. My mum leant over the bed and whispered ‘so, they told you then’? ‘…….. “whoever she meant by ‘they’ hadn’t but I just nodded my head. This was how i knew that my baby was dead. She said there was no funeral, nobody spoke to her about anything. She didn’t even know what the sex was.

‘Don’t worry she said, you will have another child, I expect a little girl too, to replace the one that you have lost’ I knew that she was probably wrong. I was now 41, and her father had left 6 days after she died. As a single woman this wasn’t very likely. She then moved and picked up the photo in a frame, she looked lovingly at the photo, and stroked the glass with love. I did, she said, ‘this is my daughter Karen” and she handed me the photo in a frame. “I became pregnant with her the year after I lost my baby. She was my only child. Unfortunately, she died at the age of 36. This is her, just before she died”. I looked at the photo of the woman in a frame, and Mrs Doubtfire looked across at me with pride and a nod.

I went home from work that day, knowing that i had learned an important lesson. With my daughter, there had been a big thing. I had held her for days, a dead child. Attended a funeral, she has a grave. She has a name, Maya. Yet my perceptions, despite we had been through identical things, were totally different to the other lady who had lost her full term baby too.

My experiences caused a bond with my daughter, which made losing her incredibly difficult. Dressing her in clothes, arranging a funeral, yes, did make her my daughter, but it immediately made her my dead daughter. I wondered at that point, who had the worse deal? Me who had everything – or this lady, who didn’t even know the sex of her child? I had made so many complaints after my daughter died. Yet this woman, had her baby at full term, and nobody even told her that her child was dead. In fact, nobody told her at all, she had to figure it out for herself.

Our experiences couldn’t have been more different. Yet, they were the same. But, our perceptions were completely different. I wondered at that point, if the way that I had done it was actually harder, more difficult, or whether it was easier? Is it easier to have a grave, is it easier to go through a funeral? Is it easier to hold your dead child for days, and then bury her, when you have never seen her alive? In our efforts to make things better for ourselves, do we actually make things more difficult? This lady, taught me something that day. That no matter what you go through in life, its all about perception.

By Changing Your Thinking
By Unknown

By Changing Your Thinking,
You change your beliefs;

When you change your beliefs,
You change your expectations;

When you change your expectations,
You change your attitude;

When you change your attitude,
You change your behavior;

When you change your behavior,
You change your performance;

When you change your performance;
You Change Your Life!