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Heart Warmer

Okay, so this is a bit of an oldie, but it’s still good!

Thing is, I jotted down lots of Heart Warmers; whenever I saw something extraordinarily kind come by on TV I wrote it down. But then life got in the way and I only just now found my notes. Most of them are already passé, but not this one. I think.

It still warms my heart, so here’s to it warming yours!

Meet Catherine Fitzgerald, a (possibly already graduated) high school student from South Easton. Why is she so special? Well, she came up with the brilliant idea to teach sign language to police officers. She’s in her school’s criminal justice program and had to do an internship to, somehow, “give back” to society.

Having a hearing impairment herself, she knows how tough it can be, not being understood or able to communicate like so many others do. That’s why she decided to combine her personal experiences with her own unique set of skills and teach a police force the beginnings of sign language.

Thought she stopped there? Nah ah! Catherine also created a pocket handbook or dictionary for the officers to carry with them, in case they encounter someone they can sign communicate with and need a little reminder.

Catherine, you are an example to many people, me included, by making the best of what life gave you and turning it into something positive, involving the community as well. Here’s to you and thank you for being my Heart Warmer this week! ❤

 

 

 


If you want to read more about this amazing, extraordinary young woman, please go here
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“If you love life, don’t waste time, for time is what life is made up of”Random Paper Wisdom (quote is from Bruce Lee)


Dear Life,

Recently, I have been struggling with finding my place and meaning in you, and what bothered me most was my sad excuse for a job.

I know, it pays the bills, but after cleaning houses for years on end, can you blame me for starting to find my work boring?

Then something changed. I am not sure what, exactly, but one day I was screening the internet for the best offer on Rhodiola Rosea Root (which worked magic during my Winter Depression), the next day this apparent solution became futile faster than sunshine can melt snow.

Why? I meditated.

I know, Life, it sounds so simple. But the thing is, I got stuck again in my ways. It happens so often that it’s nearly becoming an MO! I find difficulty in recognising I am malfunctioning, though, that’s why it took me a while before I realised what was wrong.

My “being stuck”-feeling this time was based on the thought that, by default, every peer was doing better than me handling you, Life.

So what broke the spell? Self-compassion. I felt the anger I have inside me towards myself for not being more like my peers, for failing, for being “unsuccessful”. When I grabbed that anger and forgave myself for being a “loser”, I felt it subside.

Self-compassion teaches you to live in the here and now, accept that as a human you are, per definition, imperfect. And most importantly: it teaches you to be kind to yourself.

Three things I didn’t realise I was in desperate need of, Life.

If Bruce Lee is right and time is all we have, then I don’t want to waste mine pouting over everything I don’t have. I want to celebrate you, Life, and everything you offer me.

Be kind, be good. Be happy.

Thank you ❤

 

 

 


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Heart Warmer

I don’t know about you, but I can use a good Heart Warmer this week! Pooh, all the stress, exhaustion and more stress of late got me, well, stressed. And exhausted. But news like this sure cheers me up!

You probably know by now I am a sucker for everything fluffy and fuzzy. And that not just pandas hold a special place in my heart, but rodents as well, considering my choice of pets.

I cannot explain how I felt when I read about Simon Dell and his incredible kind new hobby: building houses for mice:

Simon one day noticed a wild mouse in the back of his garden, with only a fence between him and some of his greatest enemies: cats. The wildlife photographer decided to guard the mouse by creating an impromptu house for it and naming him George. Simon also put some wire fencing around the already existing fence to ward off any other/future cats.

This mouse-friendly man soon started to build more and cuter homes for his newly found “mouse neighbourhood”, and more mice actually moved in! For fun, Simon kept adding more details to the mouse town, such as tiny laundry lines and dining tables. The mice don’t really care, but apparently it’s fun to see them “pop in and out”.

If I were a mouse, I’d know where to reside!

I wonder though… if I can get my dad to start making these houses for my gerbils… Now that would be awesome!

Thank you Simon, for this lovely idea and these amazing photos! ❤

 

 

 


If you want to read more about this mice-tastic story or learn more about Simon, George or the other mice, please go here

 

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“Nothing ever remains as it was, nothing exists to stay the same” – Random Paper Wisdom


Dear Life,

Sometimes I feel like giving up. Quit everything and accept I have failed at you.

The moments I feel like this are the moments in which I stumble upon someone else’s success.

Like two weeks ago. I had just spent the day with my eldest sister feeding rescued donkeys at a Scottish sanctuary. Even if one of them bit my sister (seriously, who does that ever happen to!?) and another sneezed all over her, we had a great time.

The little biting culprit. Doesn’t he look adorable (and innocent)?

Afterwards, I was on our Air BnB’s sofa, all warm and cozy, waiting for my sister to finish up in the bathroom. To kill time I was gazing at Facebook updates when something caught my eye.

An old classmate had changed her last name. I clicked on her photo and immediately wished I hadn’t: she just got married.

Somehow someone I used to know taking such a big step confronted me with how little progress I feel I’ve made in you, Life. A familiar panicky feeling of standing still while the rest of the World moves on grabbed me by the throat and wouldn’t let go until the next morning.

Find a job and partner, buy a house and start a family. Even if these are not the steps I envision for my own future, Life, being confronted with others who do scares me.

What if this is what I should be aiming for?

I shouldn’t. That’s not me at all and you know that path would make me miserable beyond imagination.

You have different plans for me, Life, and even if sometimes I feel like quitting, you always know how to make me change my mind and be grateful I am here instead.

Nothing lasts forever. Feelings of happiness and moments of anxiety will always come in waves. And that’s what makes you, Life, worthwhile.