Think Locally, Grow Globally

December 17, 2017
by Roz

Week 11- Dmp switcheroo-Roll the dice

My Dmp didn’t feel right. It wasn’ honestly me. It bothered me, I felt it was my life that I was living for someone else’s life.  So I switched ppn’s and I  feel good about the revisions, my guide Ken must be scratching his head and wondering, but I am becoming a self-directed thinker and I think I will change things up and go with how I feel.

I am looking at the flurry of  Christmas activity both at work and in my home, and wonder how to squish it all into the time left. The clock is ticking, but I don’t look at the clock and look at my compass so I choose to have work left on my desk while I make sure a substantial cheque that was lost in the mail, is in the hands of a  68-year-old client for  Christmas. I take the time to observe, the homeless man collecting change at the intersection, volunteering for the children’s charity, and decided these are my priorities. I remember og , Yet from childish swipes, the oak eventually tumble. So it be with my efforts of today. All will be done that comes from my heart and the reason for the season is not lost on me. I will hold this special feeling this season in my heart all year.  Merry Christmas my MKE peeps.

December 8, 2017
by Roz

Week 10-Persistence

Give more get more, persistence in giving and being.  One step at a time is not too difficult. I smile and in my mind, I say “I love you.”

Each day’s efforts are my small attempts repeated until I succeed in meeting my future self.

That woman of grace and compassion, who is organized and successful. The one who is perfect, whole, strong, powerful, loving harmonious and happy. During my sits I talked to her, we laugh, drink coffee, catch up on what is going on in our lives.  I love her, she is my best friend, she feels less and less like a stranger. I think back to how we met, that ribbon of circumstance that crossed our paths.  So I persistently take small steps towards the new woman in my life, me.

November 26, 2017
by Roz

Week 9 – The Dementia Thing

My parents are no longer the people I  know, they are changing into someone else’s parents.  They are on a terrifying journey into the unknown.

They remember me, but they live and remember from a time long ago, which includes people I never knew and snippets of memories from their childhood in the 1930’s.

I am told by professionals that I  need limitless amounts of patience and understanding.

So, this brings me to, caregiving for people with Alzheimer’s. My counselor helps me understand and I see a parallel with MKE.

I am to encourage and praise all efforts to self-help. I clap and give the thumbs up sign to my dad for completing exercises and for successfully managing to stand and walk with his walker. I hold his face and we both grimace together as he tries to swallow that awful mountain of medication. Thumbs up when we are successful.

Reminiscing and agreeing to stories that sound like fantasies, this is explained as keeping the peace and not making my dad feel agitated or embarrassed.  My dad can pick up on my emotions, so very important to make him feel loved and valued.

I think of the alliances, where I share struggles, victories, and tips and I  feel so much love and encouragement from my  MKE peeps.

Lightening bolt, I am sharing the second scroll of OG, love is my greatest weapon.

Does not matter if you have Alzheimer’s or not,  we all need to be treated with love and encourage each other in this life.  I suspect many of us are already doing this?

Changing scrolls in a few days, I will boldly write on the top of scroll three “Love is my greatest weapon”



November 26, 2017
by Roz

Week 8 Health, Wealth and Love

Thank you

I challenge you to think of two more beautiful words.

Yes, I am grateful for my health, wealth and love in my life. So thank you universe.

I also realize that my old blueprint created all that was and presently is but change is coming, my new positive thinking is creating my future fabric woven into a new health, wealth and love.

An opportunity presented itself, an acquaintance blurted out a tale that made me gasp, I could so relate, watching helplessly as your son, makes the worse possible decision, police, lawyers and definite jail time. Do I say, “I will pray for you”  and walk away?  Or do  I roll up my sleeves and help?

Old blueprint/new blueprint, I go with my heart, and say I am here, what can I do to help.  I offer financial help and I offer to listen.  I will meet you anywhere, anytime and I will stand with you and hold your hand as you watch this unfold. I am reminded of OG I endure sadness for it opens my soul. I can only imagine the sorrow of my friend, how do you help a child bent on destroying his life?

I love, I listen, I help and I hear the two most beautiful words “Thank you”



November 12, 2017
by Roz

Week 7 Pivotal needs- We all have them

What are your needs?

What I  need is different than what I  want. A need is a non-negotiable physical, personality or lifestyle trait that I  must have in a partner/ partnership or relationship in order to be happy. A want is ultimately negotiable.   Often times, I  know what I  need to make me happy, but I carelessly cast those needs aside because I  believe and stuff of the red pencil syndrome, that I  am asking for too much.  Am I  letting my fears push into my subconscious?  I  need what I  need and accepting anything less is akin to accepting a substandard relationship. If it is an authentic need, then I  know that I  deserve it, and I use the forces available to me to manifest the better version of me and better version of life as I know it.

I think about the time that I  invested, chasing a want.

I think about the missed opportunities.

Decide what I need and just key it.