JUST FOR WHEN …

STUFF

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Too often we cling to the things we own “just in case” we might need them someday.

Of course, “someday” rarely arrives, and yet we continue to clutch tightly to the excess in our basements, attics, closets, junk drawers, and storage facilities—just in case.

Just. In. Case. The three most dangerous words in the English language. They encourage us to stockpile our junk as if it’s essential.

In reality, though, we can give ourselves permission to jettison the junk because we can replace nearly all of our just-in-case items for less than $20 in less than 20 minutes with the 20/20 Rule.

However, there are a few things we’re certain we’ll use in a definitive future. We call these belongings “just-for-when items.”

Nobody purchases their toilet paper one square at a time, their soap one droplet at a time, their toothpaste one nurdle at a time. We purchase a small stock of each of these products just for whenwe’ll need them.

The key to letting go, then, is to be honest about the trinkets we’re clinging to “just in case” we mightneed them and the goods we acquire “just for when” we will need them. If we do this properly, our excess begins to look a lot like junk, and it’s easier to unload.

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This post comes at a great time because since we are moving I have been donating so many items and just stuff that I can hardly believe it.  It’s all just stuff in the end.  Don’t get me wrong – I am keeping some items to be placed in storage for a short period until we figure out what exactly we are doing and where we will be living.  But, a lot of items (and I mean a lot) are being donated and/or given away.  We have dwindled down to being close to minimalists, but still have a ways to go yet,  I feel that sometime in the future we will definitely be minimalists permanently because they are just things that you can’t take with you and I would rather have more experiences than stuff.

It does feel good to get rid of it all and not have so much stuff.

Happy Weekend Angels!!

Always with Light and Love.

Beauty of the islands: .. Kaua’i island

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Good Morning Loves! TGIF! Submit to your own goals and learn how ask for help! Stay in your lane! #stayinyourlane #happy #smile #life #yourlife #motivation

HAVANA …. “🇨🇺 Camila Cabello’s Hit …. Choreography: Vale Merino 🇨🇺 …. “!!

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TUNE UP YOUR ANGELS

Happy Friday Angels!!  I received this message this morning and I immediately thought about all of you.  In life and at times we all need a little help and guidance on our paths whatever they might be and who better to confide in, have Faith in, and talk to than our Angels.  I understand that things happen that do not make sense, but rest assured your Angels are there to listen and help you through all times of trials and triumph.  Trust in them, trust in yourself, trust in this life as we only have one.

Tune Up Your Angels

Everything in spacetime has an angle. Every relationship is a relationship of the angles of time within the moments of space. A relation of beauty and joy has the sense of plenty of time and wide angles within each moment — where the relation of discomfort and sadness has too little time; narrow angles, and the moments are disappearing . . . there’s zero momentum. Any discomfort is a belief . . . the belief there’s not enough time, wide enough angles, and sufficient momentum. The level of beauty you experience is equal to the degree of acceptance of the angles and momentum within the moment. Time’s moments are just angles of spatial momentum . . . being equal to the angles is known as being in time. And being in time has little to do with being on time.

Being on time is a judgment . . . it’s two-dimensional. Being in time is multidimensional and has no judgment whatsoever. The best of times are the angles in space that show that there’s a pathway to the destination, even if the destination is unseen or unknown . . . then there’s time for everything. Even when the vision is blocked, the path is sensed through the angles . . . there’s no real reason, but there’s a knowing. You cannot control the angles in space, but you can guide your angles inside the outside angles and find harmony in their angular collection. Whenever you’re able to achieve this there’s freedom; you feel you’re being guided . . . the traditional reaction to this guidance was to attribute it to the angles. This was the origin of the word angels . . . they were the guidance within the angles.

Our prayer is that you are good with your moments even when your angles are out of tune; that you learn how to tune up your angles and expect help from your angels . . . they are always there . . . the various angles of perception are always available. Beauty is in the sensations of the beholder. 

Always with Sacred Love, Blessings, Prayer & Gratitude…Sat Nam,

Guru Singh & Guruperkarma Kaur

Always with Light & Love Angels!!

The Rainbow Bridge: All Pets Go To Heaven

Tales of a psychic junkie

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Losing a pet is a horrible loss.  These beloved furry creatures come into our lives and become part of us not unlike our family.  When they pass, whether it be natural or through tragedy, the loss can be devastating, and more often than not, we are left with so many unanswered questions.

I found myself in this very situation when my dog ( who was originally my ex-boyfriends dog)  died of asphyxiation during a horrible heat wave when he left him alone in a hot apartment with no air conditioner in 100 degree heat.

I don’t think devastated quite describes the feeling I had when I got the phone call from my ex screaming that Bink was dead.  My brother and I went to meet him to help him take care of the body.  We had been broken up for quite some time, however we all put our differences aside…

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Verb or Noun?

Mitch Teemley

Some things can be both a verb and a noun (fish, call, ride). But I only know of one thing that must be a verb before it can be a noun: Love

Yesterday was World Refugee Day, by the way. A perfect time to be practicing the verb. Here’s a good place to start: World Relief.

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I feel no fear

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Sitting here in silence I feel you are near

Sitting here in darkness I have no fear

sitting contemplating I find my inner peace

sitting here quietly, feeling a gentle release

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Standing near the window my eyes open wide

Standing upon a mountain I sense where you reside

Standing in the darkness your heartbeat I can hear

Standing here alone, again I feel no fear.

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Swimming in the moonlight I see the full moon up above

Swimming with my eyes closed I feel your gentle love

Swimming to the shore I see our waterfall

Swimming  towards you I know we have it all

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Solitude

Beautifully Said!!

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I crave solitude.

Which is quite the about-face for a confirmed card-carrying Extrovert.  In the final quarter of 2017, my world spiralled out of control, careening from side to side like a car spinning on ice, bouncing from one concrete life barrier to the next.  I had to stop and get off the rollercoaster to reclaim my sanity.  I just didn’t realize that in order to do so, I had to shed not just longtime friendships and old habits, but embedded expectations and deeply ingrained beliefs.  Sure, I was trudging bravely ahead, one foot in front of the other, but I wasn’t getting anywhere except falling deeper into depression, denial and demons.  And the back talk from my very own mind was the height of insolence.

“Go inward,” counselled my mentor Carrie*.  Her words rattled around in my head like the angry circus lion pacing in his austere cage.  While…

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