Happiness Project Day #2

                                                  

Baby Steps ,Learning to Walk Before I Can Run

The sun is shinning,freshly brewed coffee and day off! So many wonders I strive to accomplish today!Yesterday is gone,tomorrow yet to be seen,today a vision from all my yesterdays . My last blog turned into a mural of visions,heartache,hope,love ,faith and deep longing to light a fire in others. The moment I hit the publish button I was overtaken with regret and fear. Questions like flames shooting though my mind. How would others interpet my words? Did I give the impression of being an angry,sad,unhappy person? That evening found me tossing ,turning. Lights on ,reading ,to lighs off till I feel asleep drained from blogging panic.

With the dawn of a new day, sounds of my husband packing up his lunch,brewing coffee, and other routine tasks to beginning the day. Watching him, nothing from my blog post had shattered him,no twenty questions concerning my unhappiness. Deep breath taken, sky not falling,no number to therapist left on kitchen table.

Starting a Happiness Project has nothing to do with being Unhappy. We all define Happiness in different ways. Happiness to me is a palette of colors, being in charge of the paint brush. Excepting my true self, forgiving myself if one day my Happiness is a different color,as well as the days when the canvas is blank. The blank days are the hardest for me and cause the set in of doubts and fears to dictate my actions,or rather inactions. I titled todays blog "Baby Steps, Learning to Walk Before I Can Run," as that is the down fall of  so many blank canvas's in our attic's.  One day I feel like Opah, the next a Doctor Phil project. I start everything and never finish anything! My coffee table covered with books, music, crayons, journals, empty scrapbooks and late night munchie crumbs ( the wine glass not mine.)

No longer am I willing to live an unfinshished life, staring at blank canvas's. I may totally fail  with this Happiness Project, but I will finish it. My deepest desire is that many will join me, regardless, I've read and seen enough to know that " One Can Make a Difference." Really watch a baby learning to walk, slowly one foot in front of the other, smiling ,laughing. They stumble,get bruised and cry, but they always get back up.Do we call that baby a failure because it may of taken months for them to learn to run? Ya Ha! From the moment I learned to run, I forgot how to walk....

Happiness Project , Day One...

Pick one small baby step you can take TODAY.. not tomorrow, or this weekend , but TODAY..
My baby step is to clean off my coffee table.... lay out a large blank poster board , write the words Happiness Project on it.. get up and walk slowly though my day...

RawsomeNana: Happiness Project that Makes an Impact

RawsomeNana: Happiness Project that Makes an Impact

Books That Make a DIfference

Happiness Project that Makes an Impact

There are moments in all our lives,when something or someone does, says something, demands we listen. We hear the knock at the door and in that instant you become aware that you haven't been home,that the knocking gets louder.That the chains are rusty,unable to keep the intruders at bay much longer. With that said: I no longer can ignore the knocking, the chain hath busted,door flung wide,with nowhere to run,no where left to hide.
No,I haven't lost my mind,running around flapping my arms,sreaming the sky is falling in. Quite contray!I found my mind,but only when I refused to replace the rusted chains.

Almost a year ago,our family was hit by a bus. The IMPACT of that bus changed the course of our lives forever. We realized we had to change our route,to out smart the bus driver and dismantle his ability to run us over again. In our lives we all have heard the knock,felt or seen the bus coming and most of us have plugged our ears,ignored our feelings and closed our eyes. Why? Because we just want to be HAPPY!!! Thats ALL we want, just to be HAPPY!! What happens if we face the truth,ask questions,feel,and open our eyes? We discover that we aren't as happy as we thought we were. That we still want more. More money,clothes,jewels, bigger house,etc.etc. Then, I will be HAPPY! But, for me all those THINGS buy happiness,the happiness wears off, so I buy some more happiness. The IMPACT of that bus effected me in stages. Fear,anger,saddness,anger,anger and then ANGER! The more I spent on things the angier I became,because I just didn't have enough money to buy enough Happines to make the ANGER go away. Are you getting the drift of where this is going?

Please join me in creating "Happiness Project That Makes an Impact."
My mission is to create an Impact on as many peoples lives as possible.
To spend less on things:Need less,waste less.
To spend more time on people,learning,creating ,sharing and giving.
To make small Impacts , that grow into large IMPACTS...
The only true way to Happiness is to spend less time on making ourselves Happy and more time on caring enough to make other people Happy..

OK! This was a long one,tomorrow will be gentler, I promise.
So? Are you waiting for the bus,the chain to break? Or will you please join me for the "Happiness Project?"

There is so much anger,greed and waste. How much longer can money buy Happiness.How much Angier does the Earth have to get before the sky does fall in..

Greed,Anger,Saddness,Lonliness,Toxins,Dis-ease (of which is caused by all the afore mentioned) are all having an IMPACT on our HAPPINESS...!!!

Namaste'

My Happiness Project Group

The hour is getting late,and I have a movie date.Joe and I are getting ready to watch "No Impact Man." Therefore I urge you to checkout the book posted on this blog. Once you do you will know where I'm headed with "My Happiness Project Group." Tomorrow you can expect a more detailed explanation of how excited I am to put this project together, and my sincere desire for all of you to join me!

Also checkout the Happiness Project Blog !!

RawsomeNana: Celebration of Love

RawsomeNana: Celebration of Love

Just a Few of my Favorite DVDS

Celebration of Love

Inspiration comes when you least expect it. My first blog centered around sharing my dreams,thoughts and visions of inspiring others to make a difference. Today,I was the one to be inspired, by a celebration of love,a bottle of screech and an old 76 Ford stuck in the mud.
Inspired by the bond of sisters,mothers,daughters and the men they chose to share the journey of love with.How freely they each give of themselves to create a day of joy for others.That is what truly creates joy in our lives! It's not what we get out of the day , but what we give.The more we give of ourselves, the less time we have to sink in to the "ME" dis-ease.
To all of you in that room today, thank you for the inspiration and for making a difference in a my life today.