2009-11-09

New Beginnings  

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Well, renovation woes aside, I have finally rearranged my home into the oasis I want it to be. So, as promised, I have some before and after photos for you! They are slightly overexposed as I am not very familiar with my camera yet, and I haven't had a chance to install Photoshop on the laptop. :)

Let's start with a look into my front hallway and porch:



This is the hallway looking out onto the "foyer" and the "front door" which really was an interior door. Safe, huh? :)



Here, the front porch served as an extension of the living room creating a fragmented flow in the room and leaving very little floor space in this small area. Stinky is lounging on the sofa, hehe :)Ready for the after shots?



Through the old front door which is now used as an interior door, you can see my brand new steel door. I feel so much safer and warmer!



Now the front porch is a little haven with an armchair to sit and read or daydream in. :) You can see one of the folding doors that have been put up. The other door is still in its package.


Just as a bonus, I thought I would include a photo of my hallway bookcase that is filled with so many goodies, and is the temporary home for some painting gems by Danette Relic, Rowena Murillo, and Steve Emery. I am in the process of finding, making appropriate frames for them and hanging them up on the hallway wall for all to enjoy.

Now, let's move on to the once living room...



There is Stinky again, lounging on "his" sofa. This used to be the living/office room, but as it was set up, it wasn't conducive for inclusive and comfortable discussions. Below is my old desk that was against the wall opposite the sofa.



The desk was only good for the computer and had no space to grade my papers, write or paint.

Now, the room is my bedroom with plenty of morning light and space to walk around the bed, and dust under it. I no longer feel like I am sleeping in a crypt!:)


The desk has been replaced by my new (old) solid oak bureau that I bought at the antique store for 199! I finally have space to store my tops and jewelry and sweaters! Stinky loves it too. He is is not far from the action. :) I haven't had the chance to put up the painting Danette and I created yet. I need another pair of hands. :)

Now on to the old dining room. I unfortunately had not taken photos before I got rid of my old dining table which I donated to my department's lunch room, but I took a couple of pictures so you can get a before idea.


The window-paneled door was to the bedroom and was always closed. This door will be moved to the new bedroom for privacy if I need it :)

The table used to be under the hanging lamp and pretty much took up the whole small room which is in the center/heart of the house and was hardly ever used.

This photo gives you a better idea of the floor space in the room... Now the room has been transformed!

Into a living room! I got rid of my old coffee table and bought this leather storage bench to take its place. I moved the sofa table from under the window to accommodate my TV.

Now, my guests and I can sit together, watch TV, share a snack...

...and some conversation in my new cozy living room! Now the heart of my house is being used daily! Whoop! :) Last, but not least is the final transformation...

This small, west-facing room used to be my sleeping crypt with barely enough room for my bed. The blinds were almost always closed and the headboard was at the side of the bed. Making the bed was challenging, to say the least...

BAM! Look at the light, the blinds open to let the sun flow in and me to sit at my new spacious workspace and stare out at the garden! The pine dining table I bought is big enough to allow me to spread out and breathe! Isn't it lovely?

Plenty of room to grade my papers, write, work on my laptop, make collages and paint.

I am so happy and, yes, proud, for creating a brand new environment to live, play and create in. My small house has become more functional and enjoyable. I can live with the renovation setbacks, because I have the satisfaction of knowing I have made a visualization come true.

Whoop! Whoop! :)

2009-11-05

Mr. Hand-in-your-pocket Man  

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Being a single, independent woman can have it's perks. Making repairs in your home is not one of them.

Before I begin my renovation saga, let me preface this by saying I have made the decision to take home repair classes. Because in this, as in most everything, I have learned a valuable lesson: If you can't do it yourself, you better have deep pockets.

If you've been reading my blog, you know that I have been in the process of renovating my home, inside and out, to suit my needs and abilities. The garden cleared and ready for some beautification next year, I turned my attention and limited budget to the inside of my home. My very tiny bungalow which is the size of a small condo. It's cozy and I love it, but it's spatially challenged, so I decided to do away with the dining room and make the most of my space.

I went about the long and arduous process of finding someone able to help me make my home more energy efficient, by putting in a solid front door (I had an internal door) and cutting the cold air flow into my home by adding and rearranging some doors in the house. I also bought a better kitchen tap to conserve water and stop the incessant drip.

Finding a handyman was like looking for the Holy Grail. No one I know was particularly helpful, so I was forced to use directories. I made a lot of calls and finally went with a company that gave me a reasonable quote for all the jobs that needed to be done.

I was ecstatic that I would achieve all the changes on my limited funds.

Boy,was I naive.

The day of the appointment came, and I took a day off to be around for the repairs. I had decided not to purchase the door in advance, and go to Home Depot with the hired hand to pick the right door with the right measurements. I thought that would have been the most efficient way of dealing with the problem.


Again, naive.

The guy came, I went over what needed to be done, and he measured my doorway. We bought the door. He begins his work. I proceed to make coffee and sit down to do some work that I brought home with me. He comes to me a few minutes later, and tells me the door is slightly bigger and as it's a steel door, the only option remaining is to adjust the frame. Thinking he is the expert, and trusting his judgment, I let him do his thing.

Big mistake.

Six hours later, the door was in. The frame looked like something from a horror movie. I had to spend more money to get molding for the frame, foam filler and new door handles. My screen door no longer worked. At 3:30, he stopped working, full half hour before the agreed time. He told me to make another appointment because he needed another day to finish the job, and he left.

I had an unfinished door and more than half the jobs not completed.

I called the company and talked to the owner who thought this was unacceptable and told me to book an appointment for someone to come in to finish the job free of charge. I thought, "Wow! How awesome are they?"

How incredibly naive was I?

I booked a couple of appointments because I couldn't take another day off. This time, they sent two guys over. "Great!" I thought, "They sent over two guys to finish the job in double time. How considerate and efficient."

Two hours later, two folding doors were put up, the front door was still unfinished, my new tap was not installed, and the interior door was not moved. One of the guys (the one who, for lack of a better word, fucked up the job to begin with) left early again, leaving the other guy to present me with yet another invoice.

"Invoice?"

I got on the phone with the owner, and he proceeded to tell me he did not say "free of charge" but had said "free of service charge". One little word cost me 200 bucks over my budget. Further, he told me that it was my fault that the job was not completed because I wasn't accurate in describing the job. I disagreed. I asked why his man would buy a bigger door to begin with. When he saw that the door was too big why would he not suggest a wood door that can be cut to fit, or tell me by keeping this door, it would add another 6 hours and so many dollars to the estimate.

The dude did not budge. I paid the man and told him I no longer required their services; and that knowing so many people who needed repairs done I not only would not recommend them, but I would warn everyone I know about this company.

When you run an incompetent and unfair handyman business, do not call yourself "Mr."

So, now I am left with taps to be replaced, doors to be finished and hung, and no money to hire anyone else.

It's do-it-yourself time.

Handyman my ass.

I will post pictures this weekend.

:)

2009-10-31

Here's the Thing  

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Life has taken a hold of me in ways I only imagined. Through the many wonderful visualizations and wishcasting lead by our incomparable Jamie Ridler, I have been able to start achieving the things I have been dreaming about.


I am firmly on the way to restyling my home to suit my needs, and I am truly excited with the results which I will share with you once everything is completed. I hired a handyman though a company to do some small but necessary renovations which will be completed within the next two weeks. I have rearranged my home as per the plans I had shared with you here ! There is already a fresh energy in my home and I feel truly lightened by the whole experience. Every time I enter my home, I feel like I am being enveloped by warmth and welcome. And this is what I want all my guests to feel when they walk through my brand new door.

Last week, I went to a used furniture store and bought a table that will serve as a desk and a dining table when necessary. I also purchased an aerodynamic desk chair, a lovely oak dresser, a leather bench that will serve as a coffee table, additional seating and storage. All for 500 bucks. They are being delivered today and I can't wait to arrange everything!

Right now, I am typing on my new laptop which has come infinitely handy, but takes some getting used to. It took me about 3 hours on the phone with a technician to get my wireless working properly, to no avail; but today, I figured it out myself! I have been without internet at home for the part week, which is another reason I have not been online and blogging in a while.

I have missed blogging and all of you, and I worry that I am missing out on so many exciting things in your lives, and that it will take me forever to catch up!

I will be back with pictures and updates as soon as everything is settled. I hope all your dreams are coming true and that everything is well in your sphere of influence!

Blessed be! :)

2009-10-19

Where in the World  

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is Genie Sea?


Struggling from under the flu, it's been quite the week at work. There have been meetings every day after work, going late. There will be meetings this week. I have been trying to pace myself, and get as much rest as possible to throw off this cold. It isn't swinish but it's sapping my energy. Cough. Cough. Cough. I have neglected my poor little blog, and my wonderful blogging community. I miss you all and I will catch up.

I do have some good news!

  • Rebellion is afoot. Big time. People have had enough and they won't take it any more. Actions are being taken to overthrow the incompetent and tyrannical reign. And it feels good to have allies!
  • A wonderful group of highly driven and creative students found me, wanting to revive the school newspaper, and it's happening! Very exciting stuff. We are hoping for our first edition mid-November.
  • I finally bought a laptop!
  • I finalized the date for my renovations and the reorganization of my house. I will have pictures next week. :)

This weekend past was marked by tragedy and blessings.

A house on our street went up in flames, and we all rallied to support the family. They lost everything. We gave them clothes, and helped them contacted their insurance. It was sad that I met some of my neighbours for the first time under these circumstances, however, it was reassuring to know there are some wonderful people on this street. It was tragic that the family lost their cat, their home, their everything. I send them blessings for a speedy recovery of their lives and home.

My friend's son was baptized this weekend with a soul embrace ceremony that encompassed rites from all religions. It was beautiful and very moving. When I read my blessing to him, I choked up. And the little prince looked like the reincarnation of the Dalai Lama. That's how peaceful he was throughout. We welcome little Tristan into our spiritual community and wish him a golden life. :)

2009-10-09

There's An 'I' in Desire  

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The truth is that I am often afraid to name my desires. This has been instilled in me from a young age. Asking for and seeking what you truly want is selfish and greedy. How messed up is that?

Assigning a certain guilt to what we most desire is tantamount to substituting salt for sugar in pudding. You reach for that yummy bowl of chocolaty delight, and when the first spoonful hits your taste buds - horror.

Going through the balancing and restorative practice of nothing, and being open to truth is very freeing. It's like peeling layers of dead skin off my soul.

Having been felled by the flu mid-week, which necessitated the need to stay home, has afforded me a long visit with nothing and truth. And with the fever, desire started bubbling to the surface.

What do I desire? Without guilt. Without the nagging sense of unworthiness. Without the judgmental naysayers that have been implanted in me at a young age.

I sat at my computer and opened Photoshop. I started making my vision card, allowing the images to gather themselves into the palette.

The mermaid emerged, serene and centered not only in the magical realm of the ocean, but with strong roots in passion and color. Unfettered and free to explore the beauty of creation. Carnal desire, the melding of two bodies and hearts, lies deep in the roots of desire. The One of two. The sliding into place, merging as one moving entity. And from that emerges a stronger woman, one stable in her place in the scheme of things. Open to experience. Open to creation. Open to others in an elemental way. In a way that makes a difference.

I have many passions.

I am passionate about teaching. I love being able to trigger slumbering minds into creative thought.
I am passionate about painting. I love playing with images, colors and textures to create something that will speak from my soul directly to that of others.
I am passionate about writing. I love words and how they can evoke thoughts and feelings and other worlds.
I am passionate about friendship. I love my tribe which includes everyone I have met online. I will slay a dragon for them.
I am passionate about children. They are the very fabric of life that must be cared for, nurtured, and strengthened.
I am passionate about justice. I want everyone to have a fair shake at life, and success.
I am passionate about love. I desire to be joined through all my chakras to the Male.
I am passionate about my home. I love to create an atmosphere of warm hospitality.
I am passionate about travel. I yearn to explore every crevice of this planet which is my home.

Now that I have opened the way, I wish to find the way to manifest my Desires.

To read about others' journey with Desire, go to Jamie Ridler's Next Chapter book club on Martha Beck's The Joy Diet here!

PS. This flu has really weakened me, so please forgive me if I am not able to get to your posts right away. I will be reading and commenting throughout the next few days.

2009-10-05

Harvest Dream  

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October has come around and as I was strolling through my neighborhood Saturday evening, I realized how much I love this month. The air is crisp and scented with apples and the first hearth fires. There is a silence in October like no other. An expectancy. A farewell. It's bittersweet.

People are beginning to settle in for winter. More pies are being baked. Plans are being made for Thanksgiving and Halloween. The lights in the homes are inviting. The pace is a bit brisker. With more purpose. The destination more gleeful.

As I walked. The moon walked with me. She was beautiful and pristine. She smiled one of those knowing smiles. My companion.

And I wished on her that night. For his company. Arms entwined. Bodies close for warmth. As we walked the streets of my neighborhood. I wished for gatherings and tables laden with food. Happy faces sitting around. Enjoying each other. Enjoying the moment. I wished for a fire in the wood stove with a glass of wine. Feet up. Content.

Content.

The sweet smell of cedar as it burned, wafting though my home. And a strong hand to hold. A loving smile to share. A kiss to savor.

Under the harvest moon, I made my harvest dream. She smiled down at me. And I up at her. As the leaves fell, and the smoke rose from the chimneys.

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To find Jamie Ridler's gathering of harvest moon dreamers, go here !

2009-10-02

The Book of Truth  

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Our Illustrious Leader, Jamie Ridler is ushering us into another week of the Joy Diet with Truth.

If I can pick one quality that is both my asset and my downfall, it is honesty.

My mouth opens up and the truth spills out, often uncensored. There are times I regret that and it causes me sleepless nights. And I wonder why. Why did I have to speak up, speak out? Why could I have not kept my trap shut and gone with the flow of silence and conformity?

Because, that's who I am.
Changing that would be like changing a key ingredient in a recipe.
Who needs the cream cheese in cheesecake?
Well, I do!

Acceptance of myself, as I am has been a difficult task. A difficult task indeed, but I am willing to look in the dark recesses of my psyche and shed light, clear cobwebs, and do some spring cleaning.

Thus my vision card for this week.
The background is filled with the places of my roots and desires.
Where I have been and would like to go.
The book, my story, is open and unwritten in.

It's time to explore the possibilities of my story.
Start fresh, and untethered by all the things, people and concepts that have been bogging me down.

Accepting their influence in my life and letting it go.

Accepting who I am, as I am, and knowing that what I have to say is valuable, because, not in spite of, the fact that few are willing to speak the truth.

Accepting my flaws and gently having them work for me not against me.

Accepting my assets and using them as the powerful tools that they are.

Accepting myself, opening that fresh book, and starting to

gleefully

boundlessly

joyfully

write in it.

That is my truth.