Quote by Dalai Lama

I was born believing in magic and I’ve alway believed that our beliefs create our reality. This week I have a powerful practise, complete with lesson in manifesting that I wanted to share.

The first was inspired by Neville Goddard and is an optimistic practice that I read about; in essence from the moment you wake you seek out clues / signs / moments that may indicate that this is the best day of your life. Prior to falling asleep you try to count how many clues you found. Thus, you wake looking for good and go to sleep in a state of good…the first morning I discovered ‘the game’ I thought id mastered it…I was lying in bed and the sun was pouring though the curtains, on the ceiling was a rainbow from a crystal I have hanging in the centre of my window, Mr F bought me a tea in bed and…I’ve already counted several before getting out of bed this would be easy!

That day we were all packed up for a couple of days away in a beautiful hotel; paddle board loaded, snacks for the journey and we were on route for our first stop – a fabulous cafe where the food is incredible and a family firm favourite. Sat in the passenger seat I went through the itinerary the hotel had sent with regard to our check in….I then checked the date, the email, the date…the email and I felt panic. I had made a huge mistake. In essence (and I’ve no idea how I did it and hadn’t noticed prior) I had booked the incorrect dates. According to the email booking we were meant to check in the day prior. Our mini break was suddenly looking like a long car journey to an over night stop, but with the expense of having funded an empty room. Added to the fact I’d booked it over a bank holiday weekend in August…suddenly optimism fell out of my hands and I spiralled into doubt. I checked the hotels website – of course they were fully booked. Knowing we had a place to sleep that evening, I checked other local hotels for the remainder nights – fully booked. Let’s remind you of my current scenario, it’s early in the morning and the family is packed, high expectations for the adventure ahead and we are IN THE CAR driving…

I then remembered that worst things happen at sea…nobody was hurt and it was my error. Yes, it’s was a costly mistake and upsetting my family is the last thing I’d want to do. Excepting full responsibility I decided it was time for a manifesting upgrade, spiralling into a panic of doom wasn’t going to help anybody, I was meant to be looking for signs this was the best day of my life, I couldnt begin the day with a huge let down. I took a conscious moment to breath and turned my attention to being ‘deliberately delusional’

I decided (in my head) that I was going to email the hotel and explain my error, that I had wanted to stay for *the dates I actually wanted and ask if they could help me. That at 9:02am they would reply and all would be well. The universe doesn’t like you working out the details, it likes to be creative so I didn’t over think all of the ways it could be fixed (or all the things that could go wrong), I let it go.

Once I wrote my email I returned to being deliberately delusional and turned the car into my own personal high vibing karaoke. At 8:42am I cheated and checked my emails…nothing.

Honestly, it’s hard to be positive and delusional when you are listening to your family talk about what they want to do ‘when we get there’… I may of looked at my emails a few more times but I also stayed faithful that by 9:02am all would be well. I’ve no idea why I picked this time?

Continuing to keep my vibration state high, I lost track of time and at 9:10am I checked my emails…sure enough at 9:02am the hotel receptionist had replied, Magic.

In the email he stated what I had booked and how he could see we hadn’t checked in, that he had looked at options for the dates I’d wanted to stay and he could make this happen, he then asked if I could confirm the change of dates!

I screamed with joy.

I replied ‘Oh my gosh I actually love you! Thank you so much, yes of course I would adore the alteration of dates and we will be there for check in at 3pm where I could hopefully thank him in person’ he replied saying he would be off shift by then, but that he was happy to help and that as the room was empty and ready the day prior we could check in ahead of time.

Thrilled we went on to have a wonderful break and I think this photograph shows how Mother Nature stepped up to help us have the most beautiful experience. (No filters needed)

Being deliberately delusional is a tricky skill and I don’t always master it, after all it’s hard to be optimistic when ‘lack’ knocks on your door but if you can step away from the negative energy, let the problem go and see it as ‘done’ I still believe you can manifest anything you heart desires. This was a great day, but with a delusional mindset for greatness nothing can stop tomorrow for being even better.

Not a quote but a thought by me, fridgesays.

Dishwasher is on, washing line is full and the sun is doing her thing, I’ve drank my matcha tea and I’ve dropped my child in a random field so he can play football for several hours, so I take a moment to call one of my closest friends.

Sadly her life is upside down with family health issues, she can’t commit to anything as hospital appointments and waiting by the telephone is her current reality. I get it, we’ve all been there. At the other end of the phone I feel helpless, but I want to be of use. I don’t want to say the wrong thing but I also don’t want to say nothing . Then my ADHD brain says ‘changing the subject, have to ever owned a debobbler?’ She giggles and we work out the grown up term is a ‘lint remover’…we unanimously decide the word ‘debobbler’ is far too beautiful in the mouth to say and my term remains. She tells me she hasn’t but she has thought about purchasing one in the past. I explain that I have a new jumpsuit and I’ve only worn it about three times, as I was on the phone I looked down and noticed that on the right hand side pocket area it’s bobbled, being the intelligent friend she points out it’s probably where I carry my bag, she’s right!…in order to save the jumpsuit a debobbler must be purchased.

The call ends and I purchase two. One for me and one for my friend. I can’t help with the medical chaos and my words are plasters on a seeping wound…but I can buy her a debobbler.

Amazon Prime helps and with next day delivery we have both received our products the following afternoon. Other rainforest brands are available. I opted for a 3 setting, USB, LED cute little number in white with a rose gold trim because life’s too short for black dull devices.

Below is a link to the product I purchased. It’s an affiliated link but at the moment (the times I am posting this article) it comes with a 21% discount (how random is 21?)

https://amzn.eu/d/0M0FL99

The downside to my new toy is you have to charge it which delays the joy. BUT at 10pm I take it off charge as I’m of to bed and decide I’m going to play with it first thing in the morning, except I’m me and I’m spontaneous by design and so I can resist grabbing the jumpsuit and giving it a go…my review which nobody asked for – it’s incredible, amazing and magical. It works a dream and is seriously satisfying to use.

By 11pm I’m on my bedroom floor with various objects from a crotchet toy Octopus my son has, a Fat Face winter jacket and some bedding…all magically returning to their bobble removed state. At this point my boyfriend has lost the will to live and is keeping out of my way. I am having fun. My new toy is bringing me joy, as a now experienced debobbler I can say it was worth it. Every family should have one. It’s late at night but I am happy, singing and humming as I debobble.

At around 8am my friend texts (she isn’t so spontaneous and has patience to wait until the next day) she sends me little videos of her debobbling a cushion…I can hear in her voice that she is pleased and her texts go on to say she’s telling her family about it, she may even take it to the hospital later to show everyone. I am so pleased to hear her voice sounds so cheerful.

At this point in the blog, I usually conclude with a paragraph that brings the moral of the waffle to some pivotal point. However, this mini moment in my life has a few…

• Debobbler is a great word and lint remover sounds surgical
• Finding fun and light relief in adult life is essential for our wellbeing, in your darkest moments make room for magic or buy a debobbler
• If you have financial capacity – share the joy with a friend, I’m already thinking about what I’m going to send her next…any ideas welcome in the comment box below
• Fun doesn’t have to be conventional, it doesn’t have to involve leaving the house. You can find moments of joy is the oddest of places…which remind me…
• The debobbler also comes with the satisfaction of having to remove the lint from the back of the blade. If you grew up in the 80s:90s when tumble dryers needed the lint removing then you’ll know that this is super satisfying!

Like I said, this isn’t a paid advertisement and my opinions are based on joy alone. In a world that is often difficult to navigate, please know that you don’t have to live with bobbles and sharing the joy often adds to the joy. Don’t stop having fun.

Original Fridgesays quote.

As I was putting this blog together, I was thinking about quotes such as ‘fill your cup’ and empowering quotes about authenticity. Then I made a cup of tea and unlocked the joy of the universe. Simplicity

It started a few weeks ago when I made a cuppa and added half a teaspoon of honey – it tasted like joy and gave me the energetic lift we all sometimes need late afternoon. It’s not necessary the done thing and usually I don’t have any sugar in my tea but I’ve found every now and then it elevates my tea to a new height.

In fact today we had a slow Sunday with no plans. The Mr and I left the boy at home cleaning his room (listening to an eclectic collection of music) and did a food shop – after that I was free of any plans and ‘pottered’ around the house and realised that the simplicity of my joy. I repotted one of my favourite house plants and walked the dog, then I came home made a cuppa and read my book. I then interacted with our menagerie of reptiles, baked and if you haven’t fallen asleep yet, here comes the learning part…I loved my day. Nothing complicated, nothing expensive (if you forget the food shop) and I felt rejuvenated.

Sometimes activities that fill us with joy don’t involve other people or going too far from home. I also realised that all of the things I enjoyed (except for the tea) involved caring. However, there was no demand and the care was given in my own time frame because I enjoyed it rather than because I felt obliged or was on someone else’s time frame. Having people or creatures demand is exhausting…my examples include ‘what’s for dinner?’ and ‘Can a friend come around?’

Make a list of the activities you enjoy. You may realise they are simple and accessible, If so, carve out time in your week to do them more often. I always feel better when I’ve walked the dog and been out in nature, even if the weather wasn’t ideal. If you are writing a list and it includes ‘cruises, golf, sailing, sky diving’ I hope you find the budget so that you can access them regularly. We all need to fill our cup, some people like to drink out of rude mugs (my collection is inspiring) and some prefer China tea cups decorated in gold. Authenticity matters and life is too short for a cup of tea from an ugly mug.

Quote Anon

Avaiai means ‘one of a kind’.

To be one of a kind you need to listening to your intuition and not let others actions or perspectives alter your ‘kind’. You have to feel safe in your own skin and lean in to your own calling, despite society being loud and demanding. You have to comfortable in your actions and authentic in every aspect of your life. This of course is a journey and not a destination but the reward is that every now and then the right people notice.

I was in my local shop dropping off and picking up some parcels. The queue was longer than I would like, but I was content waiting. Behind me a little girl of about six years old was making a humongous decision…which chocolate bar to purchase. She was with her Mum who also had a parcel and they queued behind me. The little girl reached out to my hand bag and stuck her fingers in it (it’s sparkles and it’s a textured fabric – it deserved to be touchedd, I didn’t judge her) and said to her Mum that she liked it. I thanked her and told her a little about it. My handbag is a pink Pearlised set of lips, as life’s too short for black/tan/navy practical bags with useful pockets and effective storage solutions. She then looked up and I complemented her chocolate choice, she replied saying she also loved my jacket. This is a recent purchase and is a light fleece that’s lilac and yellow with large smiley faces all over it. Again, I thanked her, acknowledging her compliment.

It was my turn to be served and whilst that happened I explained that I was a foundation Governor at her school, this was mainly a subconscious message to her Mum to let her know I was a safe adult. The parcel I was collecting was a denim pinafore dress with a pink leopard print design, whilst the little girls Mum was organising her parcels I showed my new purchase to her and we agreed on the importance of pockets and that dungaree straps often bought joy.

I then left and felt fully seen.

At six years old I adored denim dresses, pinafores, cardigans, smiley faces, sparkle, glitter and an impractical bag full of nothing usefulness but fun. Despite nearly forty years passing not much has changed. I still like all of those things and dress for me. Of course, there is a time and place for a smiley face jacket and a little black dress still fits some situations, but I’m most authentically me when children complement me.

You don’t have to reinvent yourself as someone else to be ‘one of a kind’ I’m not even sure it’s always a compliment? I am sure, that I’m the best version of me and the happiest version of me when I dress how I want and spend my time doing things that I enjoy. Don’t worry what others are doing, what they’re achieving or how they are climbing various ladders of life. Make sure you have your ladder in front of you. You can then climb the stairs at your own pace and if you ever want to rest, you can. The best kind of ‘one of a kind’ is when you are authentic to yourself. By doing this you attract similar souls towards you and align with your greatest desires. Plus, everyone loves a special edition.

Quote by Maya Angelo

This week I visited one of my favourite humans, my Grandads sister who is also my Godmother. she recently fell in her kitchen at home and broke her hip. She is currently restoring her body and soul in hospital. She is ninety four years young and according to her healing in hospital is boring and she’d much rather be at home getting on with things. What a legend.

Above her bed is a sign and my son read it out loud. It said that a light was to be kept on all night ‘as the patient is a little scared of the dark’… she has lived in the same home for over forty years and lives in the corner plot of a cul-de-sac, at the end of her driveway is a streetlight, thus for the last forty years and more she has never truly slept in the dark.

She explained to my son that it was a shock for her and that the first night in hospital was very scary, she didn’t know why until a nurse came to administer some medication and put a light on, but that a privilege of growing older is that just as you think you know everything about yourself, you learn something new and that new fears can occur when you least except them to.

As we left the hospital my son and I shared memories of how incredible she is and how lucky we are to learn from her. The wonderful thing about her is that she probably has no idea how much she means to us, nor how much she has taught and continues to teach us. Perhaps today someone shared something with you, made you feel seen or heard or maybe you interacted with someone and your words touched them. I think having a legacy is often overrated and often over thought when most days we all impact each other without often realising it, I like to think this is our invisible legacy that day by day we add to like a patchwork quilt. Make sure the stitching you give to others enhances them for the better.