Please forgive me for being away for such a long time.
My long suffering husband and I have been trying to sell our house for 8 years.....
Bad advice from estate agents at the time and lots of other bad advice...
We did sell it 6 years ago....the business consortium that were wanting to buy it couldn’t raise the finance. The deal to buy our home just didn’t happen.
We then took it off the market for a few months.
Then last year we had another buyer....he backed out on us just before contracts were due to be signed for another house. Then he came back to us a few months later because the house he had then gone after had a restricted covenant on it. So back to us, A week later he backed out for the second time !!!
The whole process of selling has been a little bit stressful.
But so far in all off this I have been kept safe.
Safe from the the virus...safe from people and any fear of me catching what could potentially cause me a lot of harm.
Please remember I have MS...I have Asthma....I have AF....and I have had a stroke....and I also suffer from Laryngospasma.
So I do need to be kept safe.
I have been kept safe from all of what’s being going on in the world all around me.
But our home has now sold.....
Sold to a lovely couple who asked to see our home on the day the estate agents were allowed to open up again.
Sold for the asking price....so I’m packing and that’s why it’s been hard for me to keep writing when I’ve got so many other things to do.
I haven’t seen a patient since the 20th of March and I’ve got to be honest and say I have enjoyed my time off.
But I have missed seeing people.
I did think that I would get loads of writing done during lockdown....but I haven’t. But I did get lots of gardening done in the lovely weather we had during May and June. And now of course I’m packing.
Well that’s me for now.
I should have posted this a week ago but I’ve been very busy tidying the garden as we have people coming to look at our home, even though I’m still in lockdown. Our house is up for sale!
But this is defiantly one for my dairy, one for my memory file.
This hasn’t happened to me for a very long time...a complete stranger making me laugh.
But this stranger did - and it was such a complete surprise. I must be honest and say it made me feel good and I had a smile on my face for hours afterwards.
So what happened.
The door bell rang and I went to answer it knowing I would need to stand back in case the person on the other side of the door got to close to me. Once the door was open the delivery man on the other side put his hand out to give me a small parcel but as he did, he said I’m sorry but I must have some identification from you. Your passport or your driving license so that I can see your date of birth, because I need proof you are over 18 years of age.
I felt like saying to him it should be obvious I was over 18, but I decided to keep quiet and comply.
I found my driving licence and handed it to him. He read out my date of birth and when he’d finished I said “Yes..that makes me the grand young age of 70.“
Well....if you could have seen the look on his face...it was priceless! He just stared at me with a dumbfounded expression of sheer amazement.
”What’s your secret. You’ve got to tell me your secret before I leave”
I couldn’t help but laugh. I told him he’d made my day. Actually he’d made my year.
I said, “ I’m happy, perhaps that’s my secret.“
And then he said, “well what ever you are doing...keep doing it” and with that he left still looking very bemused.
My husband appeared in our hall and asked me what the commotion was all about, and I told him.
He laughed and I was still laughing.
I know I look much younger than my years, partly I think because I don’t have any grey hair and my hair is NOT dyed. I don’t have many wrinkles and I’m always smiling. But his words gave me a lovely boost and I thank him for that.
And just as I wrote the title of this down...guess what...the phone rang.
Our family ring and three of my close friends, but that’s all. The rest of the world must just assume that Isabella's doing fine, and doesn’t need to have a chat and a catch up, doesn’t need to share feelings and thoughts....how wrong they are!!!
Because I’m in lockdown for awhile (12 weeks so I’ve been told) and I’m not seeing patients, I kind of felt that my little short stories and titbits would all dry up, well certainly my tit bits as they all tend to come from me seeing my patients and of course I’m not seeing anyone at all at the moment, anyone that is except that long suffering husband of mine. 😢
I’m sure I‘ll have a few little stories stashed away somewhere in my mind, in that library of mine that I can share with you....I just need to find them 🙏
When I stated writing my blog back in July 2018. Oh my, I’ve been writing my blog for nearly two years now. And it’s just dawned on me...I have enough short stories to fill another book.
By the way, book four is now at twenty five thousand words, so it’s coming along nicely. It’s a follow on from my second book, Beyond Time. It’s full of lots of interesting stories, you’re all going to love it. But it won’t be ready until next year. Books take an age to write, then edited and rewritten and then edited again and perhaps even again, then proof read and then the final coming together. Finding the title, getting someone to write the forward, and choosing a book cover, this all takes a very long time.
BUT and it’s a huge but, if it’s done properly it all comes together beautifully with a fantastic finished job. As my late father used to say. “If a jobs worth doing, it’s worth doing well”.
Now....where was I.
I promised myself when I began writing my blog that it would be a dairy for me to look back on in the years to come, and it will be if I could only remember to write it a bit more often!
I promised myself that I would write about everyday happenings, and anything that I found unusual or funny that happened that day or that week. They were all to be recorded so that I wouldn’t forget. My record of bits and pieces. The big stuff is always filed away in my archive filing storage boxes ...
So what have I been doing for the past few weeks.
I’ve been gardening, probably boring to most of you, but I love it and the weather has been so kind over the past few weeks, I’ve even managed to get a sun tan already and it’s only the beginning of May! I’ve never been able to garden day after day for weeks in the past 40 years so this is actually a bit of a treat for me.
I don’t have to get up and wash my hair because I need to look presentable for patients coming.
I don’t need to hoover around and tidy up all the time because again there’s no one coming.
I don’t actually need to get out of bed if I don’t want to, again because.....
I’ve done as little house work as possible, because I find that boring.
But I have been trying to learn to do a few more things on the iPad to allow me to be able to send pictures to my friends.
I’ve also learnt how to ‘tag’ someone on Instagram, now that must sound pathetic to most of you, but please don’t forget, I’m just learning all of this stuff.
Now I realise that I’m way behind the times, a real dinosaur, but I find it hard to learn new things. But I actually think I’m beginning to get somewhere. I’m just trying to work out if I could put some nice pictures on the blog to cheer things up a bit.
So if in the next few weeks Some pictures should appear, you never know....I may just accomplish that goal.
Well, as they used to say at the end of the cartoons at the pictures on a Saturday showing...
That’s all folks (for now).
I felt so deflated and I’ve got to be honest... my feelings were hurt.
I’d never given a thought to the fact I would be rejected. I just wanted to help.
I had all the right experience.
I had been a Samaritan for 5 years many years ago and I’d worked as a Spiritual Healer for thirty years. Thirty years of listening to peoples troubles.
Being a Samaritan taught me how to listen properly, really listen to what a person said because someone’s life might depend on me really hearing the words spoken.
But no....I wasn’t wanted.
Why you might ask?
Becasue I am to old.........
Apparently I’m to old to sit at the telephone and have a chat to someone !!!
No one over the age of 70 was allowed to volunteer....yet common sense dictates that the older you are, the more experience of life you have.......
So the only way I could think of to try and help, was to put my first book out for free for a week.
94 people took up my offer, I was hoping for a hundred, so it got very close to my target.
So sad I wasn’t allowed to help, I would have been very happy giving someone a call at least once a week for a chat.
That’s all for now folks....
I keep seeing...but I’ve stopped reading all the things that are being said about the
COVID19, because it’s all so negative and very frightening,
This to me is the ‘Dark-Side of the Force’ trying to get us to feed the negativity and make it grow.
All the media coverage is doing is feeding our fears.
And the ‘Dark-side’’ is loving it!
I write about this in my second book ‘Beyond Time’ and my explanations are all very simple and I do give you the tools to be able to help to stop it.
Is this all a conspiracy? I have no idea.
Is it true?...I have no idea.
Is this the New World order controlling us? I have no idea.
But what I do know is that we must all stop reading and worrying and being fearful about everything that is being spoon fed to us everyday, especially on the television.
I for one do NOT want to help the Dark Side...I for one don’t want to be adding and helping the negativity to grow...I want to STOP IT!
If you can, only watch the news on the tv once a day and only for a very short time otherwise you will get sucked into and join in the negativity - and the feeding of the negativity. And surely you don’t want to do that. And as you watch the tv send out love and healing to all those you see and hear about.
We must all rise above the negativity by putting out thoughts of love and healing to everyone and for everyone, and see the joy and wonderment that there is all around us.
Open your windows, let the fresh air in and let the light in...in more ways than one.
Join me and thousands of people like me and help us all lift the negativity away.
Blessings to each and everyone of you.
Stay safe, be well and spend a few minutes everyday thinking thoughts of love to all the people you know, and all the people you don’t know, all around the World.
I’m writing this in the hope a few people might read about this very important date and time.
There are lots of web pages telling you all about this Global coming together of people from all over the world.
Just search the words Global Meditation and you’ll find them.
If a million voices/minds can all come together in Peace and Love all at the same time, the energy shift on our beautiful planet will be amazing.
This is so needed now.
Join me and all the other tens of thousand of dear Souls.
UK time......3.45 am.....
Sorry folks but it’s in the middle of the night tonight/ early hours of Sunday morning here in the UK.
Join my ‘light’ - join all the other ‘lights’ all over the World tonight.
Lets raise the energy of our Planet so high that the Coronavirus will leave our world.
Lets Heal each other and our World.
Please please if you get this message in time.....Join US.
Blessings always to each and everyone of you
The last couple of days have seemed very strange to me.
It’s the first time in 43 years since I went back to work after the birth of my second child that I have not worked.....and of course I’m just like so many hundreds of thousands of other people, I’m in isolation now probably for at least 12 weeks because I am almost (one days to go) 70 and of course I have MS and asthma.
I’m not going to be able to see my family....
I'm not going to get any birthday presents (other than the three that friends have brought me over the past 4 weeks, so very big hugs to them for their kindness.
My family all clubbed together to buy me a new laptop for me to write my books on, as the one I’m using is now 16 years old....and God bless her, she is still going.
She’s going to have to keep on going as I’m not getting my new one!!!!
Curry's have closed their doors.
I can’t get my new computer and I can’t get a refund until they open up in a few weeks or months time.
So no present for me.
Now I do understand in the great scheme of things this is actually not very important.
But for me actually reaching my 70th birthday is a miracle.
I never thought I would see my children get married.
I never ever thought I would reach fifty birthday....never mind my seventieth.
So this birthday is a big one.
When your told at 29 years of age that you have Multiple Sclerosis and your told you will be in a wheel chair within a year, the future is like a distant dream.....one that you will never reach.
But guess what.....I’ve reached it.
So Happy Birthday to me for tomorrow....I will get to celebrate with all my family and I will get my present, just not at the moment.
Stay safe everyone.....
God bless you all
As I was giving a treatment last Saturday to a patient she said to me. “I can see something:”
Now I had only seen this lady once before so it would be fair to say I don’t know her very well.
I asked her what she thought she could see.
She said she thought she could see a bird flying inches below the ceiling in the room just above her head.
So I asked her if she was sure.
And then she almost shouted at me in a very excited voice.
“No, it’s not a bird, it’s a fairy!”
“Are you sure?”
”Yes, it’s a tiny little fairy, oh gosh this is amazing.”
And this is a business lady not prone to fanciful thoughts!
Magic moments to lift our Souls.
You just never know what you or other people might see when in a very relaxed state of mind.
And that was last Saturdays smile.
So ends my dairy entry for today.
Anorexia....an absolute nightmare of a condition and the great sadness is that it can start from a very early age.
A few years ago I met a thirteen year old girl, who had been abusing herself since the age of seven.
That’s when she started cutting herself. She also drank nail varnish and nail varnish remover!!!
Why, because she felt that was the only control she had in her young life.
You see she had watched as her father dragged her mother along the floor by her hair. She had listened and witnessed the horrible abuse her father had inflicted on her mother and there was nothing she could do to stop it, as young as she was, she had tried...
But she could hurt herself without them knowing, she was in control...it was her secret and hers alone.
And that’s what anorexia is all about...Control.
It’s a mental health problem of the worst kind because it often goes unnoticed unto its to late to change the long term outcome.
It needs to be helped and stopped as early as possible. If left this illness can and does last a life time...often a short life time.
Read or watch in DVD the Karen Carpenter story.
The cutting and the abuse my young friend was inflicting on herself turned to not eating. The not eating turned to bulimia
The young lady I’m talking about did get the help she needed before she was sixteen. She was in a hospital in a specialist ward for months to get her weight back up and the metal health intervention she so desperately needed.
She will walk a tight rope for the rest of her life, as the condition never completely goes away. The slightest emotional upset could set it off again.
Its cruel, it destroys families and it kills the most beautiful people.
I think I also need to mention the young people this illness is most likely to affect, are often very high achievers. They demand excellence in themselves. In other words A stars and nothing less will do in all their exams.
I’ve been witness over the past thirty five years to a few heart braking cases and all I want to do today is give out an alert, a heads up so to speak.
The tell tale signs are obvious. The fact our young people don’t want their food, they lose weight, they lose their lustre and become quiet and secretive. With young girls, their periods stop and they start growing facial hair. I’ve got to be honest if its got this bad, the young person is in real trouble and professional intervention is desperately needed.
You need to ask for professional help as soon as possible. The problem I’m having at the moment is that the first port of call for help would be your doctor.
Just last week a mummy told me she had taken her thirteen year old daughter to the doctors because she wasn’t eating and she was losing weight. The doctor has organised for her to see a councillor in about three months time (no urgency here) but he didn’t even weigh her.....sorry but that’s not right. The doctor seems to have completely missed what is going on and now mummy is very worried and so she should be.
Again there are problems at home. The father has left the family to be with another woman in another country and has told both his daughter and his son he doesn’t want to spend time with them anymore!
Please please if you know of any young person who you think might be vulnerable to this horrible condition, try and alert the closest family member.
This is the only illness I will not deal with on my own. I want professionals involved before I will treat as a patient. But the sadness for me is that I often get this problem before the professionals have been asked for help and it’s up to me to get parents to seek the help they need.
Please remember, it’s a mental health disorder, not a physical one.
My prayer on this occasion, that my words may help a young person that I will never meet in person.
I need to keep reminding myself that I’m writing this blog as a weekly diary for myself.
If other people chose to read it that’s fine, but it’s primarily here for me as a weekly reminder of my everyday thoughts adventures and mishaps, and I have lots of those....
I missed a bit from my last entry.
I asked my patient if he knew what period in time he thought he had been in, he said he thought it was the sixteen hundreds in other words the seventeenth century, defiantly another time, but not another country. Ok, that’s that recorded, just in case I need the info sometime in the future.
As I was lying in bed a couple of mornings ago deciding whether to get out of bed...or not.. I had a fleeting thought that I needed to wash the bath mats, it was a very random thought.
The bath mats are white and quite new. We had people looking at our house (it’s up fo sale remember) just last week and I had not lifted the lovely new clean mats and changed them for some older ones. That way my lovely new mats are ready to put on the floor when needed.
So the new ones now needed washing before any one else came to view our home. I had no sooner had this thought, when I heard the phone ringing downstairs. As I was still in bed and my husband was out, the answer phone took the message. But as I was lying there in bed I immediately thought....it’s the estate agent and there’s people wanting to make an appointment to see the house. And guess what, when I got up about an hour later and listened to the message...I was right.
My random thought had been spot on.
I rang the estate agents, but there was no answer, their answer phone clicked in so I had no idea who or when the people wanted to come.
I duly washed the bath mats and set about tidying the house.
I found out late in the afternoon on that day, Wednesday, that the gentlemen wanted to come on Friday afternoon...he didn’t come!!!
Its amazing how sometimes my thoughts know exactly what’s going on...I don’t...but my thoughts do. I guess that’s what being psychic is.
But my thoughts don’t tell me everything, like the gentleman wasn’t coming, that would have been useful...
Knowing things without knowing how, when it happens, it’s good.
And if no one else’s reads this...the blessings are for me.