Hope you like the picture of the Harvest Moon. We went down to our local beach specially to watch it rise, and discovered that the best viewing point was inside one of our favourite watering holes right by the water. Funny that. It would have been churlish not to order anything, so in common with several other people there for the same reason, we enjoyed a glass of wine and some chips as that beautiful moon rose in front of us. At one point I belted out to take this picture as the moon finally came out from behind the clouds, and was closely followed by an older lady also bearing her phone. She told me that as a retired midwife this was the first time she’d actually been able to enjoy watching the Harvest Moon rise as usually she was rushed off her feet on the labour ward. The atmosphere in the restaurant was amazing, and it was lovely to be with like-minded people when we least expected it.
I’ve honestly been thinking about writing another blog for ages and ages. July to October is an embarrassing amount of time to leave it, but so much has been happening on both a global and personal level, that every time I sat down to write it felt like I was already out of date. Summer was amazing, not because of the weather (which, being in England, is always ‘interesting’ whatever the time of year), but because we got to spend precious time with family. It can feel like a bit of an outpost down here, so we’re always delighted when relatives make the big trek South to see us, as opposed to us venturing to the frozen wastes of the North and East. And the lovely thing about their visits is that we see our beautiful area through new eyes. Trips to well-known haunts that we thought we knew inside out suddenly become more interesting and extra-special when viewed through a visitor’s eyes, and I came over all extra grateful that we live here. We take visits to the beach completely for granted because it is an easy stroll both from home and the office, but it was another experience entirely when seen through the eyes of my great-niece Ivy, aged one year and four months at the time of her visit. Suddenly we became one of those extended families on the beach, and instead of running in the opposite direction to retreat to a quieter spot (I know… grumpy!), I loved every moment of watching her play with the sand, shriek at the coldness and shock of the sea, and smear ice-cream all over her face. I had such a massive dose of gratitude that it kept me high for days. Which is really handy as I’ve been working on the gratitude thing a lot more recently.
I realised that in a period when world events are so cataclysmic that it’s hard to know what to think, let alone say, the only way I personally can cope is by paying attention to the GOOD stuff that is also going on so that I am nurtured at a very deep soul level. It’s said that good news is no news because of course there’s no drama, so if television, newspapers and the internet are to be believed we could end up thinking everything is going down the pan. Not true. If we go looking for it we will find it, just like me seeing the beach through the eyes of a toddler for the first time. (I’m sure all the grandparents out there are well used to this, but forgive me, as a novice great-aunt, I’m new at this next generation thing, and I’m loving it.)
So how does all this fit in with the yellow car in the blog title? Interesting you should ask that. I’ve been working my way through Pam Grout’s amazing book E-squared: Nine Do-It-Yourself Energy Experiments That Prove Your Thoughts Create Your Reality to help myself stay on the more positive side. Yes, I know I’m usually Ms Bright-side, but the next visit to my consultant is coming up and for some bizarre reason I start to get all jumpy the closer it gets – for No Reason At All. I know I’m fine, and I’m sure he’ll see from the blood tests that I’m fine and totally agree with me, but I’m sure in common with many other cancer survivors there’s always that teeny niggly little worry.
So back to the book – incidentally her Thank and Grow Rich is also excellent. Love the title riff on Napoleon Hill’s Think and Grow Rich. Clever. The whole point of it is to demonstrate very graphically that what you put your attention on is what you get back and she does so with some really easy and fun experiments. Yes, I know this idea isn’t new, and I’ve read literally a whole library of books on the subject, but I love her approach. The second experiment is a particular favourite and it’s become a bit of a family thing now. For just 48 hours you need to concentrate on noticing something that you have chosen in advance. Something that isn’t run-of-the-mill, so no cheating with things like buses or grass or airplanes or black cars. Nope. It has to be a little bit more unusual than that so I chose yellow cars because I didn’t think there were many around. Do you have ANY idea how many there are?! Loads and loads and loads, and that’s not counting our local taxi company which happens to use yellow cars. That would be cheating. What’s happened is that Stephen and I are now incapable of passing a yellow car without commenting on it, even in the presence of others (embarrassing) – and then we have to go on and explain it, which actually opens up some interesting conversations. The really funny thing is that we had my son Ben in the car a while ago. Unbeknown to me, he had also read the experiments and chosen a GREEN car. So we’re merrily driving through Christchurch pointing out all the yellow and green cars like a couple of toddlers. Yay. Bring it on. Do it yourself and feel the power. What you look for is what you find. And in these very difficult and challenging times, I’m determined to keep looking for those yellow cars.
Wishing you good health