For the love of shoes

Bohemian B is pretty much a case of ‘what you see is what you get.’ But also does depend on which Bohemian B personality you are getting at the specific moment. I believe what I believe and say what I feel.....maybe too much so, like now for instance, I will probably get crucified for this, but that has never stopped me before....so here goes....

Your beliefs don’t make you a better person, your behaviour does. It is my personal opinion that each and every one of us should ask our-selves the question, “do I walk the walk or just talk the talk?” before proclaiming your belief system to the world.  Alright maybe not the whole world (just your world), maybe it’s to your family or friends and in many cases to complete strangers (see where I’m going here?)

Another good question we could ask our-selves is, “who exactly are we trying to convince?” I think (therefore I am dangerous) that it is our own selves that we are trying to convince.  We are all (constantly) very quick to ‘give-our-two-cents-worth’ on how others should feel/act/talk/walk, basically whatever WE feel is ‘the right way to do it’.  But, and this is a big BUT (no your butt is not big.....don’t be so touchy) have you ever noticed how it is these ‘up-standing’ people who offer their advice if not rather judgment, who are constantly found meddling in others peoples business. And just for the record, let me add fuel to this fire by saying that meddling in other couples relationships does not make you a hero/councillor/therapist, all it does is bring shame on yourself as you are probably sowing more harm than good (remember Karma?) You are also just proving that your life has somehow become mundane and relatively boring and therefore you have decided on a new career choice......( maybe try reading a good book rather, or how about a movie? A good’ol classic....) Now don’t get me wrong here, I’m all for support, constructive and positive advice. It is imperative to support one another. However, when your ‘advice’ sounds more like judgment and your support more like criticism, your ‘good works’ end up becoming a real therapist pay check.....

For instance, if you do happen to come across a couple who may be facing a speed-bump in their relationship, which is normal by the way (granted you are human of course) rather be supportive than presuming the roll of therapist as you proceed to initiate in the doctor-doctor game of ulterior motives, because even if your motives may be pure, they could very quickly be perceived as not and before you know it, you will be the one in need of therapy.

Should you take offence and somehow feel this is in any way aimed at you personally then perhaps another question for the mirror is in order, “Mirror, mirror on the wall, why am I taking this post so personally if this is not like me at all?”  There is an age old saying that says, "If the shoe fits....."     Once again I must stress, just the ramblings of my own mind (‘s) , if this was aimed at one specific person I would ‘tag’ you in it.......but I have rather directed this at whomever this shoe may fit.......

Glitter greetings (and all things shiny)

Bohemian B

Bohemian B’s Beat

Who’s Goose?

Oh the horror of the forbidden topic’s, which when discussed always ends in disagreements, ill feelings and in extreme cases, bloodshed. Agree to disagree? Never, every body’s individual opinion is the ‘right’ opinion, is it not?

These ominous topics however open up a whole new can of worms though and then the question of justice and fairness comes into play and in turn goes hand in hand with double standards and inconsistency.

Each religion and belief system have one core belief in common which all boils down to  that very common saying which we've all heard, “what goes around, comes around”. The bible says, ‘an eye for an eye’.  Many call it Karma.  Whichever way you choose to refer to this ‘common ground’ is irrelevant, what is relevant thought is that it is there; it is very real and true. “What’s good for the goose, is good for the gander”( something my Nana always used to say) My Nana was a very just and fair lady who believe in what she believed and nothing and no one could sway her. Her census was that, whatever rules or principles apply for one, should apply to all.  She also used to say, “What you give is what you get”, maybe not immediately, but eventually. I share this belief system and I call it Karma. I believe that Karma has no sense of time really (she must be a woman!) I believe that Karma is fair and does not discriminate in any way. She is not interested in your bank balance for instance, nor the colour of your skin, the language you speak or what your name is even.  What IS important though, is your intentions, your actions and your motives. 

In the rat race we live in these days, fairness should be our top priority as we all know the bitter taste of injustice, yet somehow our morals got flushed, along with consistency, honour and loyalty.

No matter how hard you work, how much money you make, how good your intentions are or even how caring a person you are, these days those are all over looked.  Compassion? Empathy? These are no longer active words I’m afraid. More like words derived from an old Shakespeare play.

‘Me, my-self and I’ (no, not Irene) is the ‘numero uno’ element of importance now. Each man for himself (and all that rubbish which we all choose to believe). Well I don’t know about you, but I need my support group of family and friends and I find pleasure in being able to mean something for them in return. It’s called appreciation, gratitude and good karma.  If we could all practice our well rehearsed sermon on compassion and empathy and understanding, which we are never hesitant in preaching, just maybe the bitter taste of injustice could leave our lips permanently.   I would much rather be supportive and encouraging to others opposed to DE-motivating and discouraging them.

Yes, what’s good for the goose should be good for the gander, but that all depends on who the goose is and who is ‘good enough’ to be in the gander by the looks of things. Well, as for me, I am no goose and belong to no gander. I will continue to practice what i was taught as I was growing up.  I will not ‘go with the flow’ of the double standard way of thinking which our world seems to be fitting comfortably into.  I will not lose my integrity, nor my morals. I will have compassion and I will live by the motto “first do no harm”

I’ve seen and even experienced the wrath of Karma, think I’ll just keep my side clean.

Do something spontaneous this week.......do something nice for someone ( no matter how stressed you are, you may be surprised at how good a stress relief that actually is)

Glitter greetings (and all things shiny)

Bohemian B

Bohemian B’s Beat

‘Curb your enthusiasm’

Bubbles... I love bubbles; I love butterflies to, but let’s talk about bubbles.  Bubbles are light, reflect the light, float up into the abyss and look so pretty and produce happy thoughts.  (Well they do for me anyway.)  I have been known to be a bit eccentric, (which I practice with enthusiasm) in just about every area you can imagine, unfortunately my temper falls into one of those categories.  I try to manage it - I have gotten better over the years and try to bite my tongue as much as possible.  I try to respond rather than react and even though I do manage to accomplish this often enough, there are the horrifically horrendous times when I fail... epically.  I normally blame my ‘outbursts’ on one of my many colourful personalities, I call them ‘the one’s we do not speak of’, but at the end of the day, it’s still me.

   I was having one of these tornado moments the other day when my daughter interrupted my ‘storm in a tea-cup’, and told me to say the word ‘Bubbles’... well, needless to say, that stopped me in my tracks, ‘bubbles’, of all the things she could say, that was her request.  I decided to humour her and said, “Bubbles”.   “You see,” she explained, “there is no possible way to say bubbles in an angry or nasty tone of voice”.  Obviously that stopped the tornado of a temper outburst in its tracks.

   How often have I heard or witnessed ‘up-standing’ citizens lose their cool, with car guards, shop attendants, tele-marketers, co-workers (Bohemian lowers her head in shame), spouses, kids and the list goes on and on.  I understand pressure, frustration, stress, exhaustion and all the negative elements which can drive any ‘sane’ person over the edge of sanity and politeness.  For instance, our horror 4 x4 trails throughout town (which is an immense frustration for everyone but even more so for ordinary working-class people such as myself, who drive low suspension vehicles, and cannot afford monthly, sometimes weekly, vehicle repairs).  These adventure trail roads of ours are certainly enough to raise so much more than a ‘storm-in–a-tea-cup’ kind of irrational rage. However, most of us have ranted and raved and complained and threatened and begged and pleaded for these roads to be maintained properly, all to no avail.  Yes, this makes us mad, or rather M-A-D!!  So this is what I’m thinking and what I am going to make a point of trying to practice, instead of losing my cool and subjecting others to the wrath of B, not only ruining the harmony and the prospect of solving the problem in a ‘humane’ manner, but also running the risk of looking like an irrational idiot.  Yes, that is what you to look like when you lose your cool, it’s not supposed to look pretty.  I’m going to say, “Bubbles”... a bunch of times even if need be.

Bubbles, bubbles, bubbles.........nope, no possible way to say that harshly without evoking at least a smile.  Now here’s the beauty of this, once you do manage to produce a smile on your wricked up and beetroot red, angered face ( trying a little giggle here could award you with more happy endorphin brownie points) your ‘you-ness’ gets the message that you are in fact now happy, and no longer a danger to the environment and unsuspecting victims.  Happy endorphins break out in a funky hip-hop dance and your ‘you-ness’ is flooded with bubble-like happiness.  Now, not only will you (me) handle the situation at hand in a much better and enlightened manner, you will be causing no harm (or no more harm than necessary) to the situation at hand as well as preserving your own sanity, protecting yourself from all the negativity and ugliness which goes hand in hand with anger outbursts.

   You might even find that the problem can be fixed with minimal discomfort and trauma, and you could be pleasantly surprised at the outcome.  So go on... give it a try... all together now in 3-2-1... “BUBBLES!”  See, easy peasy... quite frankly I’d rather look silly saying ‘bubbles’ and provoking joy than look silly by ‘throwing my toys out the cot’.  So, herewith, my sincere apologies for all my toys lying around, they will now be replaced by bubbles.

Glitter (and bubble) greetings and all things shiny

Bohemian B

Bohemian B’s Beat

Tick Tock, hickory dock......

Being the social network butterfly that I am, I came across an interesting quote which got me thinking about time.  “Time is money”; “Time is ticking away”; “Time is of the essence”. Time is....time is.....time is.....

   “The word ‘NOTHING’ is becoming rare and precious. Everything is hype, noise, desire, desperation, speed and greed. We in the modern world are good at 'doing,' but anaemic at 'being'.  Entertainment, busyness, texting while walking or even driving...'Efficiency' is an addictive myth based on our fidgety fear of opening up. We cannot 'do' properly until we can, first, 'be' fully. Practice doing nothing - then - we can accomplish...ANYTHING."

How often don’t we hear and utter the words, “I’m just so busy, there is never enough time”, and this is where my thoughts became a little bit uncomfortable as I had to stare the ugly truth in the face. If I had a pink smartie

(has to be the pink one’s... no I don’t know why) for every time I told someone or even just muttered those dreadful words to myself, I’d be the richest, smartiest bohemian around. How many times have I neglected to reply to a message, pop round to a friend to say hi or neglected loved ones because ‘I’m so busy and there is no time’ – hog wash I say! 

We are constantly busying ourselves with all sorts of ‘things’ that we ultimately loose the important ‘things’. Always worrying about tomorrow, next month, next year, our golden years, we eventually lose the essence of who we are today. Yes, taking responsibility is important and I have the utmost respect for people who do, but when you eventually allow the ‘act’ of taking responsibility to rob you of inner peace, joy and love, I’m sorry to say, but you’ve lost that precious thing called ‘the essence of life’. The only thing you can be absolutely certain of is this exact moment, so why go and spoil a perfectly good opportunity to appreciate what you DO have and enjoy the moment, by worrying about or busying yourself with... well whatever it is that is chasing you...

Time. Take the time to BE, to breathe, to appreciate and to live. Before your time runs out and it’s too late.  You could actually find yourself pleasantly surprised as you discover that, with a new found peace, discovery of appreciation and a new out-look on the word ‘time’, you could actually accomplish so much more.

So, if you’ll excuse me, I need to take a moment and send all my friends and loved ones, who I have neglected, due to the ‘no time and business issue’, a message... in the hope that they are not too busy for me now.

Glitter greetings (and all things shinny)

Bohemian B