Reflecting

I looked into the mirror the other day and a Goddess looked back.



It was a me I'm not sure I had seen before.

On the surface things were the same, it was my face with all it's imperfections that normally shame me. My hair was flying in all directions, in need of trimming and taming and yet...

And yet there was something else, there was a radiance shining through from within.  I was smiling, and seeing that smile made me laugh in spite of wrinkles and fallen youth.  I saw a Goddess inside. I saw a wise woman, a friend.



Not so long ago, I would have scoffed at the notion of having an inner Goddess.  That would have been rather presumptuous and very vain, high on myself and inappropriate.  So what has changed that I can now see for the first time a glimmer of my true self?

Is it a coming home to me and being comfortable with who I am (not totally on board with that yet but getting there)?  An awakening to the fact that each and everyone of us is connected to the One, to Spirit, the Divine and to each other?  Maybe its a new understanding that I do belong in nature's great plan, and that each blade of grass, each tree and leaf, each animal, ocean, mountain range and breeze vibrates with the same unimaginable grandness of LIFE.

May your mirror of life reflect your true beauty and purpose.

Wavey Lines

My first post on a shiny new blog - it's rather like writing on the first page of a crisp new notebook. Thoughts race through my head; 'make it worthwhile', 'don't smudge the ink', 'best handwriting required'.  You know what happens, inevitably the pen clogs and deposits a big clump of glue-like ink in the centre of the page, or the near perfect handwriting gradually deteriorates to near illedgible scrawl by the last sentence.  I suspect this blog will be like a new notebook in more ways than one.



So why a new blog?

I recently had my website and blog hacked multiple times.  Nothing personal I'm sure, just some bot finding it's way in through outdated code, old passwords - who knows.  The first couple of times I took a deep breath and managed to recoup - or thought I did.  After this last attack I felt so overwhelmed that I just deleted everything.  Website - gone. Blog - gone.

At first it felt almost good, but then the loss of several years of blog posts hit me. What did they all say? What was gone that I didn't even realise?  Was I going to miss them?  I do have a backup somewhere, but not a particularly recent one.  Maybe I'll try importing it at some point, maybe I won't take the risk.

Wavey Lines??  Have you tried coming up with a blog name at WordPress lately?  It's hard to get a name that hasn't been taken.  At first this one was almost out of desperation but the more I sit with it the more I like it.

If you are at all familiar with 'The Shipping News' you might remember a character named Wavey.  Visiting Newfoundland I came across this name a lot, one was a perfectly named hair dresser that I wish I had written down.  Wavey Cuts and Curls or something.  Anyway, I took the name to use as and when I want.  Sometimes it's just Wavey, sometimes it's Wavey Raven...



What is a blog filled with? Lines!  There you have it - Wavey Lines!  What are wavy lines?  Vibrations of which we are all made, heat, light, electricity, and so much more - we are infinitely amazing beings.  Far more infinitely amazing than this blog will ever be!