HAPPY AUSTRALIA DAY

We as a nation celebrate this day as the birth of this country Australia. We are a young country in relation to other parts of the world. But what is Australia Day? It is the coming together of different people from different parts of the world to create this amazing country. It is to celebrate differences and our uniqueness of all people, new and old.




I find that there is so much negativity reported in mainstream journalism and media. I would like it a little more balanced, for them to put more focus on the amazing generosity that so many people give and are not given the acknowledgement. To the carers and volunteers who are the unsung heroes, who do not complain, but give help to others. Today is a day to be with friends to enjoy stories, have fun, laughter, throw a sausage on the barbie, go to the beach, to watch ferry races on the harbour. It is also to reflect and say "thank you" for this wonderful country we are so lucky to live in. For the life style we have been so blessed to have and continue to have.

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Have a wonderful Australia day whatever you do.......Ros

GET WELL SOON SWITA SEE

This afternoon I visited my very dear friend Swita See in hospital. She had surgery on Friday. Swita doesn't complain and she gives so much to others to make them feel special. Swita works hard running the Convenience Store and Sun Sung Restaurant in Kensington.

Swita is a wonderful mother to Brendan and Anthony. A very supportive wife to Kevin (he does the cooking at the restaurant). If you can send any healing or put her in your prayers for a speedy recovery, I would be very grateful.

I look forward to our coffee dates when you are out of hospital. Get well soon.

I hope you are findingurwings...........Ros

Colour Your Life

Have you ever woken up to put on something that you planned yesterday only to discover that today it just doesn’t cut it? Have you put a specific piece of clothing in the dryer because you so desperately needed to wear it? Colour impacts greatly on all our lives. We use the terminology so readily: I’m feeling blue, I’m green with envy, I’m in a black mood – really the sayings are endless. We are colour. For those of you who have an awareness of the different energy systems within and around the body encompassing the chakras and the auric layers, you would know that energetically colour impacts on our vibration and who we are. If you think about the use of colour dating back to the times of Ancient Greece and Egypt you will recognize its magnificence. Even biblical references have been noted.

I am an Aura-Soma™ Colour Care Consultant and I also teach the Aura-Soma™ Level 1 Practitioner Training. It is through this sharing and teachings that I have watched clients and students blossom and truly seeing themselves as the colours they are. How exciting to look at various colours to get to know ourselves that little bit more deeply. We are beings of light and it is the light and colour that the Aura-Soma™ system offers along with the energies of crystals, herbs and plants.

My journey with the Aura-Soma™ Colour System began in the 90’s and it is through this journey that I have gotten to know myself on a very deep level along with helping others in this very same process. Those of you who know me know that I’m not about selling anything but rather about sharing what it is that we connect with on a soul level.

On a Soul level I resonate with colour and light and all that nature has to offer. It is perfect to find many different vibrations in one system. The Aura-Soma™ Colour System relates to many ancient philosophies including numerology, astrology, crystals, the tarot, the tree of life/kabbalah and the matrix. This enables us to reflect on our own divine blueprint. The system further expands into yogic and Buddhist beliefs in an experiential way and it is all that this system offers that enables us to have a personally chosen connection.

As an Energetic Practitioner I have resonated with the Aura-Soma™ Beamer Light Pen. It is so much like a laser crystal wand and more. If you consider yourself a healer this is a tool well worth sharing. If you could imagine learning about colour, feeling into colour, getting to know colour, and ultimately experiencing colour than you can do this with this integral system.

Vicki Wall is the lady who started the Aura-Soma™ Colour Care System and it was Vicki’s gift to the world that I am eternally grateful. I have shared much of this information with you today, not in an effort to persuade you toward such a system but to give you a feel for my passion toward colour.



All I ask is that you consider who you are energetically as a colourful being and start to recognize and live your life with a conscious awareness of the colours your wear, the colour surrounding you and the colours that you aren’t drawn to. Even with this you will become aware of the influences in your life, your moods, your energy levels and ultimately you will gain a greater understanding of yourself on a soul level.

I ask you now to look at what you are wearing, find yourself a good reference book in relation to colour and see what this reflects. Those of you who have an understanding of the chakras and their meanings relate this to what it is that is within and around you.

We can get to know so much about another by the colours that they choose and when we relate to people in this way they get excited to have you help them understand what it is they want to know. Today I want you to imagine a gold star within the center of your being – feel and slowly breathe into that star and ask yourself what colour am I missing? What colour do I need? Trust the first colour that comes to mind. There, that wasn’t so bad was it – Now it’s your responsibility to bring that colour more into your life. Buy a scarf, a crystal, paint a mandala, or even wear underwear in that colour – give back to yourself what you so readily need. What a Gift. You are the Gift and with all the tools available you can connect to yourself and discover and unfold all the colours that you are.

You are a being of light and colour, feel the resonance throughout your entire being and lastly be grateful for all the gifts surrounding you. Nature has provided us with such beauty – but remember as without so within. You are that beauty, you are whole and you are complete.

From my soul to yours
with love Robyn
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The Seeds of Oneness.

“We plant seeds that will flower as results in our lives, so best to remove the weeds of anger, avarice, envy, and doubt, that peace and abundance may manifest for all.” — Dorothy Day

A POEM WITH INSIGHT - CRANKY OLD MAN

It amazes me how things come into our awareness for whatever reason. Many things are sent to us to see a different understanding or a new prospective on how we judge others. All too easy we see things only though our own filters and if we take the time to stop.... and see it another way.....or just look at it through someone else's belief system....we can gain so much more. You don't have to change your mind, but merely open yourself to the thought that NOT all people see it the same way as you do.

When we take a minute to stop trying to justify our thoughts/actions, make our beliefs right and others wrong you just may surprise yourself ! You may find compassion/empathy for others and a deeper understanding of who you are.

I received this email from a friend and I connected to this idea. Not all people in caring positions truly see the person that they are there to help. Maybe this is a judgement on my part, as I have experienced situations for myself and with loved ones. Sometimes health care workers forget to be compassionate to the people around them. They are human too. We all have good and bad days, but this poem can give some greater understanding to all of us that we need to embrace all people, seeing the person within, not only the physical form.

I too will reflect and see who they are, not what they believe in.......food for thought!!

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When an old man died in the geriatric ward of a nursing home in an Australian country town, it was believed that he had nothing left of any value. Later, when the nurses were going through his meagre possessions, they found this poem. Its quality and content so impressed the staff that copies were made and distributed to every nurse in the hospital. One nurse took her copy to Melbourne.

The old man's sole bequest has since appeared in the Christmas editions of magazines around the country and in magazines for Mental Health. A slide presentation has also been made based on his simple, but eloquent, poem. This old man, with nothing left to give to the world, is now the author of this 'anonymous' poem winging across the Internet.

Cranky Old Man

What do you see nurses? . . .. . .What do you see?

What are you thinking .. . . . . when you're looking at me?

A cranky old man, . . . . . .not very wise,

Uncertain of habit .. . . . . . . . with faraway eyes?

Who dribbles his food .. . .. . . . . and makes no reply.

When you say in a loud voice . . . . .. 'I do wish you'd try!'

Who seems not to notice . . . . .the things that you do.

And forever is losing . . . . . . . . . . A sock or shoe?

Who, resisting or not .. . . . . . . . . . . lets you do as you will,

With bathing and feeding . . . . . .The long day to fill?

Is that what you're thinking? . . . . . . Is that what you see?

Then open your eyes, nurse . . . . . . you're not looking at me.

I'll tell you who I am . . . . . . . As I sit here so still,

As I do at your bidding, . . . . . . as I eat at your will.

I'm a small child of Ten . . . . . . . with a father and mother,

Brothers and sisters .. . . . . . . . who love one another

A young boy of Sixteen . . . . . with wings on his feet

Dreaming that soon now . . . . .. ... . a lover he'll meet.

A groom soon at Twenty . . . . ... . . my heart gives a leap.

Remembering, the vows .. . . . . . that I promised to keep.

At Twenty-Five, now . . . . . ... . I have young of my own.

Who need me to guide . . . . And a secure happy home.

A man of Thirty . . . . . . . . .. My young now grown fast,

Bound to each other . . . . . . . With ties that should last.

At Forty, my young sons .. . . . . have grown and are gone,

But my woman is beside me . . . . . . . to see I don't mourn.

At Fifty, once more, . . ... . . . ..Babies play 'round my knee,

Again, we know children . . . . . . . My loved one and me.

Dark days are upon me . . . . . . .... . My wife is now dead.

I look at the future ... . . . . . . . . . . . . . I shudder with dread.

For my young are all rearing . . . . . . young of their own.

And I think of the years . . .. . . . . And the love that I've known.

I'm now an old man . . . . . . . . . and nature is cruel.

It's jest to make old age . . . . . . . look like a fool.

The body, it crumbles .. . . . ... . . . . . grace and vigor, depart.

There is now a stone .. . . . . .. . where I once had a heart.

But inside this old carcass . . . .. A young man still dwells,

And now and again . . . .. . . . my battered heart swells I remember the joys . .. . . . .

I remember the pain. And I'm loving and living . . . . .. . . . . . . . . life over again.

I think of the years . all too few . . . . . . gone too fast.

And accept the stark fact . . . . . . . . that nothing can last.

So open your eyes, people . . . . . . . . open and see.

Not a cranky old man.

Look closer . . . . see . . . . . .... . ME!!

Remember this poem when you next meet an older person who you might brush aside without looking at the young soul within . ... . . . we will all, one day, be there, too!

PLEASE SHARE THIS POEM,The best and most beautiful things of this world can't be seen or touched. They must be felt by the heart.

WHAT THE MONARCH BUTTERFLY TEACHES.

"Do not be afraid of life's mysteries. The world is our cocoon and we must all emerge as butterflies" - Anara.




The orange butterfly is a Monarch butterfly. -This butterfly takes several generations to complete its yearly migration to ensure the survival of future butterflies, we can live good lives to ensure the happiness of future generations. It's up to us to create our own rich legacies so we can pass the fire and passion on to our children, our children's children, and the generation beyond. - Allison DuBois.


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As yesterday was the first day of 2010 and as I sat by the pool, enjoying the tranquility and solitude, the most beautiful blue butterfly presented itself to me. I have not seen such a gorgeous colour and it floated around me for such a long time. Butterflies to me are all about transformations and new beginnings. This is my theme for this year, I do not know what the year will hold. Other years have been set with work already known, but with the changing of my career path this year the focus is on my healing work/clairvoyance and many other things that are on the metaphysical level, I wonder what this year has in store. It is one of a little fear, but a lot more of excitement and opportunities.
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A couple of years ago, I had the pleasure of meeting Allison Dubois, the real life Medium from the hit tv show of the same name. She had come to Australia and was to give an interview and book signing at the Mind, Body & Spirit festival at Darling Harbour Convention Center, Sydney. I had read two of her three books and found them fascinating and easy to read, but her latest book "Secrets of the Monarch - What the dead can teach us about living a better life" was one I found insightful. My fascination with the afterlife was peaked back in 2002, it was just before my 40th birthday and I was living a very happy and contented life with my husband David, my two girls Avril then aged 14 and Brittany 12. We lived on 207 acres with 600 horses passing our door each day, because we lived on a racecourse. It was a wonderful environment to raise our girls, the country in the middle of a large international city. David enjoyed his work, we had a feeling of extended family all around us and I worked for The Australian Golf Club casually and was able to fit my hours around the girls school.


As I said my interest came in the way of http:///www.johnedward.net/ I was gardening on a summer's day, it had gotten to lunch time and we had just had foxtel connected on our TV. I was looking to have some time out of the sun and while flicking through the magazine I was intrigued at this program called "Crossing Over"- from that day, I have not seen the world though the same eyes. My interest if anything has grown more, I enjoy shows like "Ghost Whisper", "Medium". These woman have interesting life's they hold together being in a reality world with family, friends, jobs etc and have a very special gift to see things others don't and have an empathy with giving other people closure or love from people that have passed. I have had the opportunity to see and meet Lisa Williams, Clairvoyant/Medium last year and to thank her for passing on message from Frank (my father -in-law, passed 08).
It was the day after my 46th birthday and up until a week before I had never heard of Lisa, again she had a show on foxtel called 'Life beyond the Dead' - i felt guided to go to her website on this day and on reading messages that she had received but has no idea where they are to go so she posts them on her blog. While reading them i came across this message and as I read it I was bought to tears, I know it was my Frank so many clues that meant something to me words I had written, his football team and the feeling I observed on our last day together. This was him, I felt it, I know it with ever fibre of my soul. The song that he was singing ' The Old Rugged Cross' - I did not know this song and no one else seemed to understand about this song either, his son or wife. It is amazing, but on our return to the UK last year, while going through their belongings still in the family home for the very last time. Wynne, his wife had passed on to be with Francis only 10 months after his departure. I came across their music cds/tapes and in amongst them was one called ' The Old Rugged Cross' tape by Father Francis - I bought that tape home to Australia and on playing it there were many songs that have meaning to me one being "How Great Thou Art www.youtube.com/watch?v=2Q8ESzK5pCw" which I played for him at our funeral service we had here in our home. I have been very blessed over the past couple of years to feel the presents of my past love ones around me, looking after me and my family, guiding me and sending me loving messages. The more I write about and the more I listen to these gifts I have been so passionate to develop, the more I trust the world we cannot see with our physical eyes will be shown to me. I know that with these gift comes a burden, to use the insight with integrity, compassion, love and honesty. It is to help myself and others gain the best life we can, to enjoy what gives us the most happiness, be grateful for all we have and be kind to others, for we are all doing the best we know how.







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Ella Mary Kelly (2/1/1918 - 1/6/05)





Today is to celebrate my grandmother's 92nd birthday. Unfortunately, she passed to another world and hope I will meet up with her again. Until that time, I have been blessed to have her and others of my family stay connected to me in spirit.

I would like to take this opportunity to thank Ella for giving me the lesson of Forgiveness. I was lucky having spent 10 wonderful days just before she passed, 5 years ago. My Nan lived in the country and for whatever reason she was bought to the city to a major teaching hospital, only up the road from where I lived, at the time. Each day I would go and spend many hours with her, prepare cups of tea, make sure she would eat as she was diabetic and blind, it was important to me to be there for her. I would make sure she was comfortable, hold her hand while she slept and we would have chats about her youth. We discussed our family roots and I gained a lot of knowledge in those 10 short days.


I didn't always have the best of relationships with her. She was critical of people with weight issues and was not backward in coming forward with her opinion. I grew up with low self worth and even though I was not a large person by any stretch of the imagination, I took this on board as me, not being good enough. I saw my grandmother in a position that most grandchildren do not experience, she was vulnerable and needed help in very physical normal activities, like going to the bathroom etc. One day, as she slept. I held her hand, I said to her, "I forgive you". I had felt guilty about myself, I had grown to believe she had judged me and in that moment I felt a sense of relief, a weight had been lifted, so to speak and a loving/caring relationship had grown. I was not forgiving her, I was forgiving me I had believed that she had done this to me and all the time I had chosen this belief for me. I now understand that I have the ability to change that thought or belief - so many people hold on to the belief that forgiveness is about them giving to another, but its not, its releasing you of that negative feeling that you carry and hold up thinking it gives you the moral high ground - that is your EGO and the only person it is hurting is you, no one else.


It is very easy to say "it is just a thought and you can change that thought", but it takes incredible strength of character to do it.......How strong are you and how much do you want to feel happy and joyful.

ELLA was the seventh of eight children born in Marulan. She grow up on a dairy farm. Her father was killed in 1933 at the age of 65 by a bull being squashed between the fence. At 15, she went to live on a property in Boorowa, with her Aunt and Uncle. She was to later marry the laborer on the property, Allan. They would have 1 daughter and 4 sons. She loved gardening worked at domestic duties in Kenmore. When Allan passed in 1976. She spent many years with her daughter on the South Coast, a short while with her my parents in the Blue Mountains before returning in 2003 to live at the Masonic Village, Goulburn.

In the 1st December, 2009 her son Leonard, 3rd child passed and has joined his parents in spirit.


I think of them often and feel their presents around me - If you have someone you wish to connect with, look for the messages it could be a song, their smell of perfume or flowers they loved or maybe someone says something that reminds you of them.........they are connected to you ALWAYS.


I hope you are findingurwings............Ros