Blogging has been making me happy lately and though I still have loads to learn, I’m enjoying the process.. My little corner of cyberspace is a work in progress and I’ve been exploring blogland lately and picking up tips from others..

Found these lovely little animations on a blog I discovered today.

Thank you Cathe for allowing me to use them to dress up my site My comment on your blog was also the first one I’ve left  on another blog! A lurker I shall be no more! I am going to begin commenting on other peoples blogs more often because you are right, ‘Comments Make Me Happy’!!

I’ve been wondering why I haven’t been committed  to my blog.  Looking back over past entries, it reads as though I had to submit something by a due date. It was starting to feel like homework. And i was never good with that!

I think this has been putting the handbrake on my blogging. I think I was taking the wrong approach to it entirely. For some reason I felt it had to do with my travels, but I think i really want it to be more my about my life in general and anything that takes my fancy, inspires me, makes me feel like I did last summer. This should be the place that fuels my creative juices.. like Ottawa did.

I saw three squirrels playing in the trees the other day and it made me miss Ottawa. And especially the boys I left behind. What a time!! A summer I will remember forever and cherish for just as long.  I loved the inspiration i felt there and long to have that feeling back. Craig asked me the other day why I haven’t written anything in my blog lately.. and to be honest i never really thought anyone would read it. Maybe this is where i should be expressing my creative self and bouncing my ideas out into cyberspace. Maybe Craig still visits here to see if i have posted anything..

I stayed at the loveliest Bed and Breakfast when I rolled into town and over the breakfast table, after a wonderful night, I met Digby.

Digby has the sweetest soul, a laugh like a five year old schoolgirl and the ability to read people’s auras. He lives not far from Disneyworld in Orlando, Florida and was in Calgary for the weekend to partake in the 10th Annual Mind Body Soul Expo. And he needed a helper. Who could pass on such an experience?

I met him at 10 am the following day, he was dressed in rainbow colours matching his booth that housed a wonderful array of pendulums, chakra pendants, healing stones and prayer flags. We were opposite a tarot reader and next to an Inuit (First Nations Canadian) healer. The place buzzed.

Digby took my photograph and read the colours of my aura (all yellows, oranges and reds). I think a lot and have an analytical personality, an artistic temperament and sensual personality. I have a love for life, am creative and sexual. Apparently. He also used a pendulum to discover which chakras I needed to ‘open’. My third eye (brow) was a little fuzzy, so I don’t trust my intuition. True. And my  throat chakra was blocked. I’m holding back on saying some things. Also true. Intriguing to say the least.

He paid to have our booth blessed by the First Nations healer and asked her to bless me also as i was his “angel” (the pet name he used for me). Using a feather, she swirled burning sage smoke around my body. All my hairs stood on end and the most amazing feeling washed over me, hard to describe but like a million worries had been removed. I’m a little bashful to say I nearly cried.

I’ve always been fascinated by these types of things but i guess there has always been a bit of a skeptic in me. I do love the romanticism behind it all, though. After spending a day with people who have made their belief and abilities a way of life, the skeptic in me is shutting up!

At the end of a fascinating day, Digby paid me quite generously and also gifted to me a pair of earrings made of Moss Agate (to aid in my self esteem and balance my emotions) and the most beautiful ring made of Moldavite. Moldavite is known as the “Emerald that fell from the sky” It was created 14 million years ago when a meteor impacted with enough velocity that it vapourised itself and surrounding material. These vapours were ejected back into the upper atmosphere where they solidified and rained back down on the earth as solids. This Gemstone is only found in the Moldau River in the Czech Republic. It has the most powerful ability to open all chakras and is the stone of transformation and positive life changes. Perfect as I set out on my journey of self discovery!

After the fair, Digby took me to dinner where we really got to know each other over butter chicken, tears and laughter.

But the night didn’t finish there, We headed off to the home of two reiki massage therapists we had met at the fair. Digby had a 2 hour massage from James while Rita and I became instant friends and chatted in a haze of incense, sipping herbal tea and munching on popcorn.

I don’t think this is the last I see of Rita, and a trip to Disneyworld is right around the corner!

One day to go!

Who knows when this Dorothy will return to Oz but she’s so glad she caught up with most of her favourite munchkins over this last weekend..

I’m a sentimetal thing and was worried I would be feeling nostalgic and emotional at this stage of events. But I managed to snatch an hour alone in my favourite thinking place which enabled some well needed evaluation and perspective of my impending adventure.

My favourite place is a certain table in the Town Hall Hotel where you can look out over King Street and watch Newtown passing by. A better people watching spot I’ve yet to encounter and it’s the best place to spend a Sunday afternoon with a cold Carlton Draught and pen and paper. It’s a place to reflect and I’m so glad I managed that hour alone here in what was a very intense weekend.

I reached a content almost zen-like state sitting there yesterday and mentally prepared myself for the coming week. At the end of the night as I sat on a Mountains train heading to my childhood home, I got a text message asking if I’ll miss Sydney. My answer was, not yet. It’s not my home right now. That little table in the Townie has been a spot I’ve frequented on many a Sunday afternoon for the past seven years. It will be there when I get back.

I have ways of staying in contact with all my favourite people. And they too will be here when I get back.

One day to go! I’m ready for you Vancouver!

It’s funny how you can lose yourself in life to the point where you become unrecognisable even to yourself. What’s even stranger is that you don’t realise it is happening until you get reminded of a way you used to feel or a way you used to be.

Some experiences foster who you really are and other’s detach you. What it really comes down to is a responsibility to yourself to ensure you don’t get lost in the twists and turns of life.

Once this epiphany hits however, the fear is that these habits that have formed will cling to you or are already a part of you.

I don’t know how accurate that is, though. Each day is a little bit better.. I can feel the fabric of “me” slowly knitting itself back together. And it feels good.