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It has been said that there are three fundamental types of people in this world. 

"Surface dwellers" float on the top of the water seeing and engaging only with the concrete, the obvious: what is THERE. Life is easy, unhurried and unobserved.

Then there are the "in-betweeners" w ho live mostly in the reality of the surface with very occasional forays below the water line; when they hold their breath and ever so briefly peer below but then smartly return to normality at the surface.

Thirdly, there are the "bottom-feeders;"  the 'serious' people who poke and worry;  wanting to explore, know and understand EVERYTHING: whether it needs knowing or explaining or not!

The last description, I was told, is me - digging in the dark and the mud. It was NOT intended as  compliment. Yet I believe no-one has described me more succinctly. I wear my "bottom-feeder" badge as a symbol of honour and courage.

This Blog is a zone for ruminations of this bottom-feeder.

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 Connected? Just how connected are we? What do each of us feel is connection? 

I was musing on something else entirely when I veered right and here I am. Face Book can and does, connect people to extended family and friends. Let's hope we keep in personal touch with close friends and family. 

Even if distance interferes with the face-to-face (I don't Skype - those images are dreadful - I know: my vain bad) then phones work; snail mail is wonderful; emails work. For not other reason than to keep the bond supple, fresh, connected - and surprises for no good reason add value, texture, depth.

Get to it! No, not later, right now. Contact someone you care about. Send them virtual flowers, real flowers - use Google, and yep, I can confirm that this is a positive use of your credit card - send real blooms. Send them a card you've especially selected just with them in mind; at the least, a text message. Come on - yes, you can! 

It could be just the very thing that makes someone's day beautiful.

Let's become a rainbow to embrace our world with love, warmth, cheer and cherishing. Who do you know, ourselves included, who doesn't need that?

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I like to think of myself as a fairly observant person - to link in with what is happening around me. I like to see 'signs' that I am on my pathway. Remember, my pathway is mine only. You have the joy of your very own yellow brick road. 

After I had played around with the settings in this space, I'm a novice here, I had to restart. Instead of being grumpy about it - and yes, I was beginning to slightly feel irritated at my lack of skill - I had this wonderful little affirmation of my purpose. 

When I logged back in, hitting the go button, the little moving circle that says, 'hey, I'm working, give me a break, I'm getting there' - you know, computer communication with the impatient user - that turning circle of silent communicationsat perfectly within the letter "O" of my name, Deborra. How cool is that? I took that as a perfect example, no, I don't think that most of them are loud, world shattering and deaf-making, of the Divine interacting with me. 

Look around you with very open eyes and I promise you, you will be amazed! Truly uplifting.

I've been mulling over how best to talk with you in this space. So, this is what I have decided. What I am pondering on at the moment will go near to the top so that it resonates in the time that you interact with me in this space. I look forward to your thoughts on anything I mention here and also your feelings and responses to the stimulations of the world, as you experience it. Come, speak with me in Facebook. Let's begin that sharing as soon as . 

 24/3/16 

In these times of fear, it's a tough gig to focus on the positive. I'm talking 'the world going crazy with fear' kind of tough. There's so much that drags on the emotions as one crisis or the next invades our homes, cars, schools, daily life. Scenes of devastation and despair. In our faces, on call 24 hours a day - constant replay.

Then the next assault on our hearts and our minds. London, Sydney, Paris, Brussels, Ankara - on and on, around the globe. Lines; streams: floods of displaced people. A generation of children losing homes, family, education, love - themselves. I wonder if these souls who experience such challenge and adversity are the same who reincarnate in times such as these - a final challenge or exercise gym class for the building of soul? Mmm.

Back to this circular process of thinking. It's easy, even easier that easy, almost a prerequisite, to get glued, stuck in this gloom. We as individuals, join group thinking, then before we realise and catch ourselves from falling, we become one of the faceless masses focusing on fear and loss. What then becomes of the universal call for peace? It's voice, that voice - our voice - gets lost in this melee of fear - AND WE TURN OUR FOCUS AWAY FROM PEACE AND LOVE AND HARMONY!

Defy the messages of disaster. Let's turn our ourselves away from destruction. If we do not, then my fear is that we help fuel this negative thinking and fear begets hatred which grows the very situation we now see eating up the lives of our world family and our world home. 

I ask that you consider turning your eyes towards love and kindness. Embrace caring and concern. Spread little ripples of thoughtfulness and consideration out from your heart to those near and dear to you. Then, to your colleagues and friends. The checkout operators, the fast food attendant. A smiling, friendly, understanding, compassionate, empathetic being pulsing at the centre of an ever growing ripple effect from the smallest of pebbles into the pool of Universal humanity. Rippling ever outward from you. And from me. From everyone we touch - for the most part of our day - every day. 

We are butterflies newborn, recreated, beautiful - ever powerful. The butterfly who begins the winds of the new age gently, one heart at a time. One pool at a time. One pebble at a time. It's entirely possible. It's absolutely essential if we are to exist for much longer. It's imperative for the survival of our children and theirs'. 

It's time to focus on beauty and joy. Spread the word, that thought. BE that word, that thought.

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 I truly welcome you from the bottom of my heart.

I also have to well come myself back. Don't forget to give yourselves a hug, pat on the shoulder or whatever it is that acknowledges that you managed to do something good: moved through a quagmire of indecision and avoidance.

I have managed to survive one whole year back at work (admittedly 4 days / week - but they've been monsters) and into the next after surviving breast cancer. Cause for celebration;  even if it's a bit tardy on my end.

It's probably important then, that I focus on how I've been feeling about guilt and how to manage that whopper.

Guilt is a thief that steals away the solutions of much. Time out to myself is stolen because I should be working; or anything else;  but not having time away from whatever it is I tell myself I'm meant to be doing. 

Then when I'm blasting along full steam ahead working, GUILT barges in again about all the waste of the 'rest' time. 

Circular, circular, circular.

Down into the abyss!

And just what does await at the plughole of despair? 

Inactivity. All lost. No movement at all. Catatonic! 

But wait, there's more.

Maybe, just maybe, a little smidge of guilt could be of use - you know, if you're feeling bad because you haven't called your mum recently: or told someone you love them: or dusted the furniture. 

But like all extremely dangerous and toxic medicines, Guilt is only to be used in small amounts, no prescription repeats, no using someone else's meds., and definitely only to be used for the maximum of 1 day and under strict heart and soul specialist practitioner supervision. 

 Explore. Report back. Pay it forward! Be eternally blessed.