Blessed!

Blessings

Another year older, and I can’t help but count my blessings!

So much has happened over the past year. There has been a degree of change… people have drifted from my life, and I have had moments of wondering why… and if I could do anything to change events…

but…

I still hold fast to the idea that everything happens for a reason. That doesn’t mean that I believe that there’s some pre-defined plan for me. I feel it’s up to me to find something positive in everything which happens to me, and I have learned so much about myself this year, and am allowing myself to be proud of things I have overcome, and the distance I have put between myself and hardships.

Someone wished me a happy birthday this morning, and said how nice it must be to be in my 20s still. Well, as you can imagine, I laughed lots! The person said they stopped thinking of themselves as being any older than 22 and were sure I must only be about 21. We both chuckled.

It got me thinking though. I can remember how it was to be 21 still… just… I think… *chuckles again*, but back then I was pretty sure I knew about life. I certainly felt I was adult enough to know myself well… and to know things about the world. More than 25 years on, and I realise now how little I did know back then, but also how little I know now. Every single day brings new realisations, about the world, life, and myself.

I am sure my 21 year old self would have found it depressing to think how much I would still be learning at this time of life, but actually my present self thinks it makes life far more interesting now.

My life is wonderful at the moment. I have so much to be truly happy about, and I think that’s reflected in my art and writing, but it certainly is in the smile on my face, and the lightness of step as I walk.

It’s not perfect. I do have difficult moments, as those very closest to me know, but then again, don’t we all? Do those moments define my days? No! Do my more awkward moments define who I am? Certainly not! I am blessed by those in my life, and the smiles they share with me, and in how they inspire me to grab each day and make the best of it that I can.

I may be a year older, but I am a year further ahead in a much happier place, happier in my skin and more at peace because of it.

I look forward to the next year of my life, and wish you all years that match mine day for day in happiness and peace!

Deva ❤

 

 

credits:

Hair: Stealthic Cadence.

Emilia sweater and maeve leggings, both from Erratic

Scarlet Creative The Arcade June 15 – Rwah Rustic Barn RARE

8f8 – Cup of Spring – Snowflake in a Cup
8f8 – Cup of Spring – Snowdrop in a Cup
8f8 – Cup of Spring – Daffodil in a Cup

*LODE* Decor – Birch Vase [silver]

..::THOR::.. Get Inspired! – Quotes Coffe Mug
..::THOR::.. Get Inspired! – Drafting Table – adult – ULTRARARE
..::THOR::.. Get Inspired! – Coat Hanger
..::THOR::.. Get Inspired! – Art and Craft Stool
..::THOR::.. Get Inspired! – Drafting Dresser – RARE
..::THOR::.. Get Inspired! – Potted Succulent 2
..::THOR::.. Get Inspired! – Potted Succulent 1

PLAAKA – PaintersDesktopShelf

{vespertine} – master paint collection
{vespertine} – old metal shelf
{vespertine} – still life with books

R(S)W Bird Manny of Arcadeatraz

dust bunny . engineer’s lamp

AF Acanthus Fragment

HIDEKI – Artist Tool Shelf

{PiPo} Little Springtime <Photo Frame> (with a picture of Clifton I took in it)

junk. wannabe boho. rug. three.

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Monsters

Monsters

“Don’t step on the lines, or the monsters will come and get you!” That is what went through my mind as I looked at this picture having taken it.

It set me off thinking. I have a vague recollection of walking along between my grandparents as a small girl, one hand in each of theirs, and as we stepped on the paving stones, that is the type of thing one of them told me. I think it was a way of turning walking into a game… to keep stepping and thinking about where to place my foot, rather than a way of scaring me. They probably said ‘bears’ rather than monsters though now I think of it. I believe that was in one of the A.A. Milne poems which were read to me when I was very young.

To date, I have managed to rise to the challenge of anything life has thrown at me. Granted, I haven’t had any bears leap out at me behind buildings though. *chuckles* Don’t we all do it though? Try at least to place our feet in the right places as we wander through life? We can’t see all the hidden traps, or predict what life has waiting around the next corner, but we can at least take one step at a time.

Oh what a surprise… I am rambling.

While I have meandered down this path, I shall indulge my mind and continue a little. I am not perfect, but this directive from the Quaker, George Fox, is very much how I try to be:

“…walk cheerfully over the world, answering that of God in every one”

Cheerfully is very much how I live my days. I also try to see that of God, or ‘good’ in all the people I meet. That is pretty much how I try and walk my path in life.

So now I have explained the good path that I try to tread… what of the monsters which will pounce should I stray? Well… I have come to find that none are as fierce as those which live inside myself. Too easily so much as one toe can tremble on a line, and I wobble, and a demon will rise up awoken and hungry.

Those of you who wander through the thorny thicket of my blog will be well aware of my demons, so I shall not bore you here.

What is marvelous to me, is to feel I am standing in shadows, feeling the claws of wakening demons, and then at that very moment, to find a hand reached out to me there. How wonderful it is, when I am judging myself, to find someone else showing me the good that they see in me.

We don’t always see ourselves perfectly. How can we? Our selfish perspective of ourselves is always going to be skewed! Sometimes it’s when someone tells, or shows us how they see us, from all angles, that we need to take note, and embrace that view… and them for showing it. ❤

 

 

Credits:

 

Pose: Cultivate from Gingerfish

Hair: F603 from tram

Shirt: “Ethan” Boyfriend shirt from Giz Seorn

Trousers: Serena pants from Blueberry

Necklace: Captured Love Heart Group 1 from Maxi Gossamer

Pavilions : from LunaRosarie

 

 

 

 

 

Reflect

Reflect

 

Days seem always to fly by in a flurry of rushed and busy moments. So often I struggle to do anything more than deal with each moment and chore as quickly as I can, before the next task is thrown at me.

How wonderful it is to stop at the end of the day and take some moments of calm to reflect. I have always thought that it’s important to evaluate.

There are days when I take a little time to note there were events which I could have dealt with better, and it’s only in the quiet times when I can plan effectively how to improve myself.

There are also weeks when I have been as busy as I have recently, and also affected by a particularly stubborn cold… and yet… my times of reflection are full of smiles. How good to see the ‘to do’ list with items all firmly crossed off. There is happiness to be taken from progress made in each day.

Yet…

By far the best things in my days at the moment, the richest and most joy-filled times have all come from the people that I am blessed to have in my life. Yes, we all have people that we know, who bring little more than challenges, but it’s in the quiet times at the end of the day when I can give myself the time to fully enjoy the luxury of basking in the warmth and happiness brought by true friendship. I am blessed to have a close circle of warm encouragers.

How lucky I am to wear the smile, both inside and out, which is brought by real love ❤

 

Credits:

Hair: Halona from Truth

Jeans: Mesh Zipper Skinny Jeans by Maitreya

Shirt: Kathie from Just BECAUSE

Shoes: Oxford shoes from Deadwool

Chair: Natalia Ringchair from Trompe Loeil

Planters, topiary and plantpot shelf from Apple Fall

Campion and Hollyhock plants from Heart Garden Centre

Potted Hibiscus from Sweet Sorrows.

Cheese slate with wine, Artisan Fantasy

Step Stool with roses from Apt B

Pot with goldfish from [[RH]]

Paving from Stormwood

Path and shrubs from HPMD

Trees from 3D Trees

Gypsy

Gypsy

Here’s the thing… it doesn’t need to make sense to anyone else what, or why I do what I do. As long as I have my reasons, and my own path to follow, that is all that matters to me.

I recently did a painting of a group of sheep, and called it judging. So often… too often now we are told what to think and what to believe. When people huddle together and do not question, but allow opinions to be formed based on the word of one perspective, they risk being led cluelessly, completely down a wrong path.

I willingly state that I am opinionated. I have always been this way. I am open-minded enough to listen to an opposing view, and might even change my perspective, but I am not quick to shift.

I am also VERY aware that others judge me. Some even have the ‘balls’ to make it obvious. I do hope it’s not in the hope of getting me to run around and actively attempt to change that opinion though. *chuckles* Those close enough to me, who live life with an open mind get to see the real me, the friendly and supportive me. They don’t need to tar me with the brush of the opinions of other sheep.

The rest? I see you over there… and I walk on by!

 

CREDITS:

Pose: Gypsy pose 1 by Gingerfish

Hair: Fatal by Stealthic

Clothing: Anisha ruffle blouse, Boho wrap belt, Kasita finger-harness, Ziya tiered skirt ALL from Zaara

Strength and beauty.

Strength1

Don’t listen to people tell you how to be. That path only leads to losing yourself and you will rarely live up to what they expect or demand. Unless it’s me suggesting things to you *chuckles*… and you can probably tell that’s where this blogrant is heading.

My words are based on my own failings and years of feeling like I was banging my head against a wall, and I wouldn’t wish that same on anyone else.

So often we women are expected to be beautiful. If we do not step from our homes looking as if we just stepped from a salon, dressed in haute-couture, we are somehow made to feel sub-standard in a world which likes to tell us which fleeting things are important. Thing is, none of that really matters.

True beauty is found in strength, I think. You are entitled to disagree with me, but you won’t change my opinionated perspective. *grins*

I am so glad I am a woman. Society is even harsher with its demands on men, I think. At least we women can simply stick our tongues out and do our own sweet thing.

*steps on my soap box* Ladies… seriously though… carve a path for yourselves, but make it a good one. Don’t trample each other in the quest for something. I am truly blessed by having a few wonderful, loving and courageous female friends, but I tell you… they are made even more amazing by just how rare they are.

Yes, I have many failings… but I do also have my strengths. I have things I stand for, and stand up for.

This year in the UK, we celebrate 100 years since the first women were given the right to vote. It had been such a struggle to get the society at the time to accept that women were capable of bearing the weight of making such decisions. Both men, and women didn’t think it was something ‘the fairer sex’ were capable of. It seems unthinkable now, yet when I look at what some women concern themselves with, and how they set about things, I have to admit I feel a pang or two of disappointment.

I can’t change anyone else… just myself. This is how I carve my path and travel it.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Be prepared!

Dressed

“Always keep your bowler on in times of stress and watch out for diabolical masterminds.” This is a quote I have on the front of my SL profile. It was said by the character Emma Peel to John Steed, as parting advice just before she left the 60s TV show, The Avengers.

The bowler hat has become an item of fashion, so quintessentially associated with us Brits. To me it goes hand in hand, or on-head-in-hand the umbrella. I don’t mean the clever, small ones which collapse in on themselves to fit into even the tiniest handbag. I refer to the long, walking-stick-sized item with a point at the end.

I am often to be found in SL wearing a bowler…. which perhaps says a lot about the presence of stress and diabolical masterminds… haha. I am also very fond of umbrellas, proper ones. After all… they are most useful when it rains…. or the shit starts flying, but you can also whack someone with them, if needed! *grins*

 

CREDITS:

Bowler hat : Deadwool

Umbrella: What Next – with pose built in.

Hair: Stealthic – Ascension

Romper: Blueberry – Nikita

Boots: Gos – Ariana

Touch!

Skin

I still feel your touch, like the lines on my skin….

 

We all touch each other in some way as we travel through life.

Yes, I try always to be the best influence that I can, to reflect the best and celebrate the light. My aim is to tread lightly and share smiles.

Too often I am struck, and at times shocked when masks slip, and in a moment I must strap on the age-tempered armour of my strength to protect myself from the pain and negativity inflicted carelessly by others.

But…

Now and then….

I find my smile reflected in that of another. Spirits are lifted, as positive optimism, meets optimistic positivity…

 

Credits:

This amazing pose is another from Gingerfish poses, and is one of the Bad at Love series.

Hair: Passion by Stealthic

Lingerie: Giselle by Reign

Tattoo: White Window

Belly Piercing: Misha Jesuil

BAZAR: Door Decor and Lantern

Apple Fall: Teacup and Lovebirds candle

The Loft: Chidi Candle

ChiMia: Yule Candelabra

Kalopsia: Gold and Roses Table

Consignment: Rose in vase

Skye: Warehouse Loft