BE the Change That You Wish to See in The World…

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And roll with the punches…

People who know me know that in my life, I have a strong focus on social justice issues. I subscribe to the Aussie way of a ‘fair go’ for everyone, and support ethical choices in business. I try to ‘walk my talk’ and live my values as much as possible. I believe in the Ubuntu ethos, that if something is not good for everyone, it is not good at all. When it comes to governments, I believe that it is their role to ensure that their policies and law-making reflects this ideal. I openly advocate for government that supports its people and I believe that each and every one of us are responsible for taking care of those who are less fortunate than ourselves. Each one of us is only 6 degrees away from being in that same position ourselves, and we can never fully know another’s plight unless we have walked a mile in their shoes.

I believe in fairness, and that all people should have the best opportunity possible; to be supported to be the best they can be, so that they can make the most of their lives. I believe that people should be paid adequately for their work, and I subscribe to the idea that there is enough for everyone; there is no need for competition. When I heard that the newspaper that I was writing for, under its new ownership, was employing intimidation tactics, underhanded business practices, and was attempting to put a smaller local newspaper out of business, this really upset me. Apart from the fact that they were openly attempting to pay me less for the work I was doing, and undervaluing my contribution, I felt that they were not the sort of people that I wanted to work for. When we hear about large newspaper companies who use their power to put others out of business, by undercutting, and using intimidation, it really gets our back up (those of us who have a backbone). So why should it be any different when one small business does it to a smaller one?

Mahatma Ghandi said ‘be the change that you wish to see in the world’… I believe that it is the small decisions that we make in our day to day lives that are us BEing that change. Often when we see the horror in other countries, and the way governments and big business undervalues their citizens and employees, we feel so powerless, and (besides signing petitions, or donating money), often we are unable to do anything. I say we can do something, by living our truth. It all starts at home. When we say ‘no’ in our own lives, to the things that we see that are wrong, it makes a difference, and it is in these small moments, and small choices that we make, that we are being that change.

It is for these reasons, that I made the decision to leave the paper that I was writing for, and to write for the smaller newspaper. I am only one person, but my decisions make a difference, in my own life, and in the lives of those who I come into contact with. On a wider scale, my choices make the person that I am. I contribute to the collective through the energy that I contribute to the whole. I want to be that change. I want every cell in my body to be that change. Enough is enough. It’s time to respect our fellow man, woman and child. It’s time to walk our talk…

How can I BE the change today?

Flow

I’ve just fallen in love…

With…

The waistcoat.

Today I welcomed 3 new waistcoats into the fold, and my other clothes have welcomed the new members of the family with open hearts. They are so versatile! And pleasing. Its sensual the way they accentuate your waist.

Classy, but playful over your regular clothes… You don’t have to dress them up with too much of the other ‘suit’ paraphernalia. They even look good with a mini skirt and some cons. They really fit with the other items of my humble wardrobe.

A girlfriend let me peruse through her op-shop pile today, as you do, and it consisted of many wild and wonderful things. Including these…  It’s like they are made for me!

Now this is an example of manifestation, and conscious creating in action.

I have been thinking about owning a waistcoat over the last month, and had been thinking I’d buy one if I saw a good one in a shop. I became open to one coming into my life but I hadn’t seen any… and then today I get given 3!

So what are the odds of me thinking about owning a waistcoat for a month, and then 3 just get given to me? Coincidence? I don’t think so. I don’t believe in coincidences, I have too many, too often to believe in them. What happens is flow.

Flow

It’s not some glitch in the matrix.

That’s when we step out of the matrix.

All of them.

When we are in flow. Pure positive energy.

This is what Byron Katie was talking about in her book ‘A Thousand Names for Joy’, she was referring to getting in the flow, and moving with it. When you trip over, go with it. She talks about moving into that experience rather than away from it. Feeling the ground on your hands and moving into it. Flowing with the experience, however it shows up. It’s what the Buddha talked about. They all talk about it. Osho. All the great minds of our time, and the ones who see things the way they really are.

Communicating with it in that moment, present in that moment with whatever is happening.

I was standing on my veranda before and I suddenly almost lost my balance as I leaned backwards too far, and I looked back and I was standing in front of one of the log stools, and without hesitation, I sat. Sat into the flow… The universal flow.

Like what we see when plants talk to each other. They are present. Suspended in that moment. In the flow and vibration of the universe.

I think this is also why it’s good to touch your plants and talk to them, especially the ones that you eat.

Because they respond to you and grow what you need because they know from your touch, and from the dna on your hands exactly where your body is at within this constant flow. Because as they have always said, we are all one, everything.

They give you what you need to get you more back into the flow if you are out of it. That is why it is so important to eat plants.

The universe is always in flow, and once you get it, you are there.

You don’t have to think about it.

Another thing that I realised is that when you ground yourself to the earth you actually instantly connect in with the gaia energy. Whatever you want to call it, and it has many different names for the same thing, but that connecting in, is connecting to the gaia energy. The vibration and rhythm of the earth, and there are many different ways of getting it, and drawing it up and out.

I’m just fallen in love with right now.

This moment.

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Spirit Flower

Its funny how things change as you get older. I have always been of the opinion that Birthdays are a time to party hard, but this birthday has shown a quieting, a maturing, an evolution of sorts where I am more accepting of myself and the moment as it is. That could have been attributed to my recent Vipassana journey but that whole scenario was fraught with not accepting the moment as it is – I spent 6 days out of ten fighting against my mind, and raging against the machine of the journey and how it showed up in my physical world.

I planned a birthday ‘party’ at my brothers house for last night and as I drove down to Brisbane from the hills, while chatting to my brother on the phone he asked ‘so who have you invited?’…… the question took me off guard for a few moments as I pondered the fact that I had invited no-one and that I did not know who I would invite, given that the majority of my friends reside in Maleny now. I felt myself go into shame for a moment, and fear that I had no friends to invite and my mind began to go into suffering. The social anxiety appeared at the corners of my thoughts, like it has done before, when I’m a fish out of water, or at least when I think that is so. But we are only a fish out of water in our own mind, because it is within our own mind that is the only place we are ever really a fish in water.

So I jumped back into the water and swam around in my truth and realised that it was funny, that I had forgotten to invite people, and maybe I didn’t need people, except the ones that were there anyway. And life seems to be a lot like that. LIke they say in that U2 song ‘what you don’t have, you don’t need it now…’

It ended up being 5 of us, sitting around in my brothers kitchen at the breakfast bar and drinking a few beers and wine, and talking about things that made us laugh. Sharing in the moment, effortlessly. And flexing the creative muscle, the one that fills my soul with strength as I sing deep and strong, a woman singing through me. or perhaps it was me singing with the voice of the goddess, the mother, the spirit of the feminine. But it was all of us anyway, the collective, coming together in that creative moment and pouring forth its energy through that little crack that lets the light in…

Its funny how things turn out…

unexpectedly,

and suddenly,

I know just what to do……………….

Natty’s back!

Well, hello…

How are you?

Its been a while since I have written anything on here (my last blog post being more than a year ago), and I don’t really have a burning desire to say anything in particular at the moment, but I just bought the (nattysays.com) domain name for this blog, so I feel like I had better write something, in the interests of starting off on the right foot!

So here I am. I’m now a writer. After the many years of my life as a writer involving me doing all my writing for myself, random ramblings on social media, the odd word slashed across a canvas in paint, or Posca pen, scrawlings in my journals, working sporadically on the half finished (or is that half started) books and screenplays that I have been working on for years, the odd thoughts jotted down on napkins (or toilet paper if I’m desperate)…

After all that, I can now safely call myself a writer and feel good about the fact that I actually get paid to write!

Its lovely, it really is.

I recently went on an overseas trip with my parents and my son, to England, Ireland and Spain, and we flew in and out, and around, and had to come through immigration a few times. Each time we came through and I had to fill out the immigration form I would put ‘Writer’ in the part where it says occupation. It gave me a real buzz doing that, especially as each time I wrote it, it started to sink in more and more that I am actually a writer! I now get paid to do what I love. I’m living the dream! (You know the one that says “do a job that you love and you never work a day in your life”, yeah that one.)

That is fairly true, although when it comes to SEO content, I really do think of it as ‘work’. It feels more like work because I am squeezing words out of myself, like wringing water out of a cloth. It doesn’t flow as easy as when I have gathered information about a person, or a place and my brain starts to thread the story all together like a rich tapestry of bright colour all splashed together beautifully. In fact if we are talking in colours then I would say that most of the SEO content is generally a kind of a greyish or brownish colour, with the odd splatter of reds, pinks, yellows, blues and the odd green. Because basically I am just taking an idea and writing about it for the sake of putting one or two words into a 500 word paragraph, so the words do not feel as authentic as when I’m writing someones story. A real true story. Of real people.

My favourite part about being a writer is when I interview people and learn all about their interesting stories and write it up into an article. In fact, I start to write it up in my head even before I get back to my computer, and sometimes after an interview I will come home and sit down at my computer and just type out the whole article straight up, like my brain has already written it for me. There are times when I am driving through the hills of the Hinterland back to Maleny, and I feel so complete as I realise that I am actually getting paid to do something that I love doing. How exhilarating!

When I say I am a writer people often ask me what I write, and I rattle off whoever I am writing for at the time, but I really do think that to really be a writer, and to be fulfilling my soul, I need to write my own story… In all its many multidimensional patterns, textures and colours, and bringing that to life, a record of my life’s work, of the soul that is me, with all its many different aspects, spaces and faces.

So that is the purpose of getting this blog up and running. I want to inspire myself to write my own story again, and one way to do that is to start blogging again, because for me its that act of just writing for nothing that empty’s the well, and pretty soon you find that the well is filling up with a whole lot of something…

And that’s the good shit. That’s the stuff that’s coming from the heart…

So yeah, I guess I had to go out there and become a writer out there, before I could come back to really being a writer in here… So bear with me as I empty the well, and hopefully, pretty soon there’s going to be some gold coming to the surface!

Watch this space…

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