First of all, I would like to say welcome back. This is my first word post of 2011. This is also the very reason why I decided to write this post, as I can't actually believe it's June (ahem, nearly July) of 2011.
Well you are all probably thinking "you must have been up to lots of lovely things, whilst not writing blog posts". You could not be further from the truth!
There is that famous saying "Time flies when you're having fun". Some of us can be blessed to say this. I, almost certainly do when I think about how old our Son is now and the joy he brings. One of which, was not waking up early this morning, due to teething, but I tell you what, the interesting conversation he was trying to have with Mummy and Daddy, at that time in the morning, was hilarious.
Regardless of this, I have to say, 2011 has been a dreadful year so far. It's gone very quickly, yet I haven't been having so much fun. We have managed to have a change of job (and not in a good way) and drop in wages, which has meant we couldn't and still cant move out. I have been a victim of crime twice, and both cases are still on going, there are a tonne of other non-positive items to add to this list, but it would be amazingly boring for you all.
My point is, most people I know say, where has the time gone, next thing you know it will be Christmas (no-one hit me!), yet amazingly these same people can have a run of bad luck as long as your arm. Where is the fun in that?
I have to say, this saying was probably thought up a very long time ago, when we used to have more genuine fun. Nowadays, we seemed to be consumed with the next big thing, and the one after that, when the novelty has worn off the previous one and so on and so fourth. We don't have as much inner contentment as we used to. We are always trying to busy ourselves, and if we are not doing anything then we tend to act like a teenager and say "I'm bored". Communities don't tend to be communities so much anymore, so our communities exist of what we can try and gleam off, online. Life is very much different now. Are we having fun yet?
This year, it has been my goal, to try and bring back the simple things in life. The things that I loved to do, as hobbies, as a kid / young adult (well, I am going to be 30 in a few months!). Considering the awful year so far, I am remaining positive as much as possible. And perhaps that's where we do have fun. We bounce back from each and every hurdle, stronger and more equipped with knowledge to deal with it, if it were to happen to us again. Who said learning couldn't be fun huh! Life is an learning curve.
The main thing is, if we learn to balance the ying and the yang, we can become whole. So perhaps the fun part is the learning part?! Who knows! All I know is, that we should try and balance out the rough with the smooth, make sure we actually feel like we are having fun, however small that thing that makes you smile is. Just as long as we don't hurt, harm or tread on any ones toes to do this, then we know we are getting some happiness. You never know, if it is genuine, the time may just pass at the normal speed, rather than the supersonic hyper drive time frame we seem to be in at the moment.
I am passing on a smile, lets see how many times over we can pass it on :)
well, this is me, and this is it, a very random page, from a very random mum of one!
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label happiness. Show all posts
Monday, 27 June 2011
Tuesday, 23 November 2010
If music be the food of love..... dance on
Ok, two things spring to mind when I write this title.
1) I know the correct quote would end with play on. That would however destroy the very notion of what I was going to be writing about.
2) I have just realised that I have not written a blog post for months!
I love to dance. I don't go to any classes (perhaps I should) but whenever there is a tune going thats it for me, I just can't help but dance. The trouble I have at the moment is, that ever since I had my son, whenever I feel the need to dance I start to, and then when I start to get into full swing, I get this immense pain. It feels like a stitch but in the wrong place, and it is so intense that it makes me stop dancing and then I have to sit down.
Back earlier this year, I was at a wedding of my brother in law to be's and it got the evening and I was thinking as soon as that music goes on, I am on that dance floor. Got going, and then this awful pain appeared. Everybody else were doing dance off's and I had to sit on the side lines. This upset me greatly. I wanted to show the happy couple that I was having a fab time by getting up and having a boogie, but I couldn't.
The strange thing was, that at my other brother in law to be's 30th Birthday party, which was a month after my son was born, I could get up and have a boogie, without the pain, in fact you couldn't get me off the dance floor for love nor money. So what has changed since then. I am eager to find out, but how do you explain that one to the doc??
I am one of these people that doesn't need a drink to dance either, which by the way probably used to really pee on my friends fireworks. It's like this inbuilt thing inside of me, that just says "there is a beat, now dance monkey girl, dance!" (if you have ever seen that episode of two pint's of larger and a packet of crisps, you know where that adjusted line comes from!).
I am not the best dancer in the world, but I don't think I am half bad either. I even contemplated doing a hip hop class with my close friend (and almost family, legally, when I get married, but pretty much can call my sis-in-law... hello - you know who you are!) but then I fell pregnant with my son. We both love all those dance movies, and have watched a few together (we also both have a major love for stationery, shhhhh don't tell anyone!). I love watching music vids that have dance involved, it can stop me in my tracks of making a cuppa just to see how they move. Gotta love it, and I do!
Dance promotes happiness for me, I love it, its good for the soul, and stirs up that feel good factor when you need it the most and when you don't need it, you do it anyway. Test yourself, next time you feel remotely down, stick a tune on and dance to it. You can't beat the freedom of dance, it's so expressive, and then, hopefully, but the time that tune has hit it's last note you will feel like your day can carry on, on a much happier vibe. Go on give it a go...lord knows if you don't do it for you, do it for me, who can't even get as far as half way through the tune without the mummy pain creeping back in!!
Big smiles, lot's of laughs and plenty of dance.... go on, treat yourself. :)
1) I know the correct quote would end with play on. That would however destroy the very notion of what I was going to be writing about.
2) I have just realised that I have not written a blog post for months!
I love to dance. I don't go to any classes (perhaps I should) but whenever there is a tune going thats it for me, I just can't help but dance. The trouble I have at the moment is, that ever since I had my son, whenever I feel the need to dance I start to, and then when I start to get into full swing, I get this immense pain. It feels like a stitch but in the wrong place, and it is so intense that it makes me stop dancing and then I have to sit down.
Back earlier this year, I was at a wedding of my brother in law to be's and it got the evening and I was thinking as soon as that music goes on, I am on that dance floor. Got going, and then this awful pain appeared. Everybody else were doing dance off's and I had to sit on the side lines. This upset me greatly. I wanted to show the happy couple that I was having a fab time by getting up and having a boogie, but I couldn't.
The strange thing was, that at my other brother in law to be's 30th Birthday party, which was a month after my son was born, I could get up and have a boogie, without the pain, in fact you couldn't get me off the dance floor for love nor money. So what has changed since then. I am eager to find out, but how do you explain that one to the doc??
I am one of these people that doesn't need a drink to dance either, which by the way probably used to really pee on my friends fireworks. It's like this inbuilt thing inside of me, that just says "there is a beat, now dance monkey girl, dance!" (if you have ever seen that episode of two pint's of larger and a packet of crisps, you know where that adjusted line comes from!).
I am not the best dancer in the world, but I don't think I am half bad either. I even contemplated doing a hip hop class with my close friend (and almost family, legally, when I get married, but pretty much can call my sis-in-law... hello - you know who you are!) but then I fell pregnant with my son. We both love all those dance movies, and have watched a few together (we also both have a major love for stationery, shhhhh don't tell anyone!). I love watching music vids that have dance involved, it can stop me in my tracks of making a cuppa just to see how they move. Gotta love it, and I do!
Dance promotes happiness for me, I love it, its good for the soul, and stirs up that feel good factor when you need it the most and when you don't need it, you do it anyway. Test yourself, next time you feel remotely down, stick a tune on and dance to it. You can't beat the freedom of dance, it's so expressive, and then, hopefully, but the time that tune has hit it's last note you will feel like your day can carry on, on a much happier vibe. Go on give it a go...lord knows if you don't do it for you, do it for me, who can't even get as far as half way through the tune without the mummy pain creeping back in!!
Big smiles, lot's of laughs and plenty of dance.... go on, treat yourself. :)
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