A mermaid’s tale and a maid’s tail
So I have vanished for a while but the truth is I’ve been busy and I haven’t been inspired to write. I good friend of mine said that to be creative you have to be a bit melancholic and I agree. I’ve been busy taking control over certain things. I took control over what I eat and am happy now with my body and myself. I was out of control, eating like an overfed fish, I wouldn’t fit my clothes anymore and I was so sad. I wanted to find myself but all my actions were contrary and I was shifting far away from my goals. My body wasn’t answering and I didn’t know how to change that vicious circle. Then suddenly the perspective of change, moving houses, organizing and giving to charity all that I wasn’t wearing for many years, waking up at six in the morning and being in control of time and not letting it control me. So I am changing, like the snake of time, shedding the scales and growing my inner power.
I lost the weight that bothered me and I control time. My dressing room doesn’t look like a war zone and I’ve been experimenting on using my creativity instead of my credit card. My daughter asked me for a mermaid’s tail to use it for a bath, looking on amazon I found a mermaid tail that cost no more and no less than £54 pounds so I decided to dust the sewing machine and went to a farmer’s market where I knew they had fabrics. The result is that I only spent £8 and she was so proud of her tail. I bet you if I had bought one so expensive she wouldn’t like it as much. In one afternoon of SINGER’s manual and a few pricks on my fingers I finished the tail.
I dye my own hair when in England because I am really loyal to my hairdresser in Brazil. So I decided to dye my hair on Friday and forgot about it the minute I left the bathroom so when I came back home at night the bathroom did look like a murder scene with brown hair dye staining the bath tub, I tried to clean and couldn’t AAAHHHHH!!!! Today I sprayed the bath tub with vanish for clothes and RESULT it was a miracle. Here is the tip if you ever had the same problem…. Vanish for stained fabric is a miracle in the bath tub!!!! YEAHHHHH!!!
Have a great Sunday and a great week!
What would you do if you had a time machine?
Do you remember that movie with Christopher Reeves where he wanted to meet a girl he saw on a photograph and he dressed himself with clothes from the time and kept repeating time and time again until he met her? Do you believe that all your dreams can become true if you believe they will? Have you ever wondered why is it that some people have it all and some don’t? Why are some born with so much and others with nothing? Is the whole theory of life after death true and if it is would that justify our actions here on this life? Is personality a product of our environment or our DNA? Why? Why? Why? If life is a loop then death is what? Do you believe in “an eye for an eye”?
All I know is that since I was really small I have always had this pain and compassion that made me cry and feel guilty for seeing an old person suffering. Sensibility comes with a price, being born in a good family and out of love comes with a price. More than once I was told my soul was ancient and what does that mean? When I was really small I used to go and sleep at my grandmother’s home and in her bed sometimes. She was really catholic with a portrait of Sacred Heart of JESUS in front of her bed and once I dreamt he was extending his arms and looking at me offering his heart to me. Years later I used to dream all the time I was flying and then one day during a very hard time in my life I dreamt about a saint that unties knots and I had a little pray with her image in a flyer I got on the streets and as I was falling asleep there was this feeling of cold fear and a bad presence around me that in my semi-asleep condition made my light shade shake then she came to me the saint that unties the knots and she was doing it for me and for my life giving me reassurance that whatever problems I was facing they would be resolved.
When my father died it was unexpected one day he was here and the next he wasn’t and I saw him die of a heart attack. Ten years later I used to dream we met in a greenish blue hotel room and he was never dead he was just traveling around the world. I used to say to him in my dreams “Why didn’t you tell me? I have so much to tell you!” and the only thing that was clear to me was that he was aware of what was important in my life and he loved me so much but he needed to continue with his journey. Many dreams I’ve had in my life that warned or reassured me.
So my belief is that we are all energy, pure energy and energy can be light or the lack of light creating the dark holes and yes there are good and there are bad people as there is light and darkness we are all little children when it comes to understanding who and why are we here in this planet.
Have you ever felt unprotected and vulnerable? Have you ever felt rage for being the victim of injustices? I did felt like this a few times and that’s where Nicolau Maquiavel became one of my best friends. Revenge is a plate that has to be eaten cold but for me it has always been a delicious CARPACCIO well made. When I felt injustice was made to me the thought was about velvet gloves and being as good as I could for an eye for an eye exists but not by paying on the same coin but a coin made of platinum with diamonds. In reality by the time you are eating that delicious CARPACCIO you are so entranced in to your self- improvement and in procuring the reality of your dreams that whoever is feeling the pain of the velvet glove is left behind in light years.
Recurring to my earlier questions which some have been answered to my best capabilities and others are not suitable for a mere human being to answer. For me to answer those questions I would need to be GOD or die and my soul intents to live life to the full. This ancient soul of mine intents to live the birth of dreams and goals and the path walked to reach them and then more dreams and goals… The loop is here and now, every day when you awake to life there is a choice to be made: FACE IT AS A MIRACLE OR JUST ONE MORE DAY, IT’S YOUR CHOICE WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?