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What to do when you feel like running away from your dream

6 Nov

This past week or so, I have been facing up to a very, very strong urge to pack it all in, run away to a small secluded town and snare a gig in a tranquil book store (or equivalent).  Shut off the internet, lock down Flamingo Manor and simply read and drink fine wine all day long.  Possibly alone, but that was okay with me, I delight in solitude.  And not as just a holiday, as a permanent lifestyle type thing.

Essentially it was the polar opposite of where my big crazy visions have been headed. Yeh. I know. Weird.

‘Tis much like when I was a youngling wanting to run away to the National Institute of Circus Art.  I was – okay, still am – rather uncoordinated and thus it was important that I learn the skills before joining an actual circus.  Except this time my big visions of world domination took a sharp detour to a far quieter, non-event life.

Not because I suddenly loathe writing these love notes, or the flock, or that I threw a tantrum. It happened because I momentarily forgot why or when I had decided that I would embark on a non-quiet, more bold path.  I got caught up in the mechanics of the whole shebang, the schedules and the what not that it suddenly seemed absurd to want to put strange thoughts with an intention to inspire on a screen and hit publish to shoot them out to the ether for you to read.    So I decided that maybe going underground was more sensible.

If we’re honest, I was indulging that unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that something is likely to be dreadful… fear.  Of my  bat-shit crazy vision.  Thankfully, a number of things happened to bring me back to wonderland, where ‘sensible’ in the regular sense is discouraged in favour of delicious non-sense.

Firstly, my flock goggled their eyes in horror and told me from the bottom of their hearts that my escaping to a small town was simply out of the question.  I cannot stress enough that aligning with humans who love and support your visions is crucial, invaluable and fabulous.  They will bring you back to the essence of what you’re doing when you forget.  They will prompt you to remember every comment you made when you began in a flurry of excitement.  They the ones who will remind you that you’re the only person mad enough to pull it off when you start ‘talking sense’.

They will say whatever they need to say to calm your fears.  It may be inspiring, it maybe tough love.  Or it may be (as one of my darlings offered) completely inappropriate to share amongst more decent company, but it will stun/pause you just long enough to shake off the retraction and remember why you started.

I remembered that we put our thoughts out into the ether regardless of whether we type ’em up on a screen or not.  I remembered that even if I was hidden in a tiny book store in a wee little town, I would be aching to inspire people to go do the things that light them up.  It’s my thing, my passion.  And let’s be frank lovers, small towns have a limited number of people in them, so while there are bound to be nuggets of gold within every person in my chosen town… my wingspan would be dreadfully limited.

I remembered that bat-shit crazy dreams are meant to be big, and daunting and sometimes not make normal sense.  Just as desire is somewhat invisible before we shape it into something physical, so are the forces that match it.  Except since they’ve got “the facts” on their side that these desires not having been created yet (despite nothing having been created… before it was created), we tend to give them more weight than necessary   Which by the way is zero, desire is more valid than any naysay you’ll come across. What you want, you can create – impossible is nothing.

Being fearless is not about having no fear, it’s about having less fear than the desire to create whatever it is you want to create.  And rolling with it.

As the very wise Steven Pressfield frames it, we have two lives. The life we live, and the unlived life within us. Between the two stands that naysay force resistance that we need to be aware of, and then push through.  Just as I was cottoning on to the plays of these naysaying forces, wondering when the hell I decided to give up on a nice quiet existence, I found this pre-Flamingo Manor gem:

I recognise the crappy rushed handwriting in that Keel’s Diary as my own, but I didn’t remember ever putting this down on paper.  Sure enough though, there it is.  This, evidently, is the moment I made the announcement to give up on a simple and quiet life.  And also fear.  Written records will get you every time lovers.  If you want something, become accountable and write it down.   But be specific about your vision. When you have prompts like this eyeing you off, there is no rebuttal.

And when you share it with your supportive humans (or the internet), you really have no rebuttal.  They will use it against you in the best possible way.  At that point lovers there really is no choice but to forge ahead and make good shit happen.  For you and with a spill on effect of your awesomeness.

It matters not what stage of your journey you are in.  Whether you’re gathering resources, building foundations or are in full swing of things – assemble your flock of loving, supportive humans, write down your declarations and remember why your passion sparked you enough to start in the first place.  Because that’s where your magic is.

Yours in Love and Nonsense,
Casey xo

Life is just like Groupon.

30 Sep

via Pinterest

Life is just like Groupon aye?

Wondering how the eff I drew this nifty parallel? Don’t worry so was I at 3:34AM when I was piecing it together.

Ohhhhhh the things I think about at 3am when I’m unable to sleep.  If you’ve ever been buzzing wide awake when you were very much meant to be sleeping, then you know that the process of contemplation will rate anywhere between brilliant and utterly incomprehensible.

You see lovers, I’d recently signed myself up to Groupon after a long time of avoiding it like a dentist appointment.  Groupon is like Scoupon or Living Social or any other deal site that tickles your fancy.  My theory was that if I wanted it, I’d just go find it.  I didn’t need or want a bunch of useless jargon put in my path to distract my bank account or storage space unnecessarily.  This sensible theory held strong until I was lured by discounted trapeze lessons.

I couldn’t check it out unless I signed up.  Sneaky.  Initially I bawked at the idea of signing up just to see the details of the offer.  But the vision of my becoming so adept at trapeze that I made a career out of it seduced me and I did.

And then the slew of offers started appearing in my inbox each day.

Ten-course Teppanyaki
Mink eyelash extensions
3 Hour pampering package
Jump of a 7 storey building… for fun!

I sit here pondering.  Maybe I would like to jump off a 7 storey building?  I’ve never really thought about it, but now it’s in front of me and it’s a good deal.  I could totally be that kind of person that jumps off the side of a 7 storey building.  Except I won’t be until I accept the offer, pay the cash money, book the event, rock up to the event and then legit jump off a 7 storey building.  Until I go through those motions, I am still just that woman who is a little sluggish from sleep deprivation dreaming crazy dreams as she scrolls through her email.

As it is with life at large I realised.

Every day the universe splays out a series of killer offers for each of us rad humans.  For excitement, migration, promotion, freedom, growth, help, knowledge, creation, love, wealth, health, rest, community and so on and so forth.  We all get these same opportunities, and we sit there scrolling through the offers speculating if it really is a good deal.  These are all things we probably never thought we needed or wanted so we didn’t seek them out, but there they are in front of us on the regular.

Sure it might not be a silver platter of ‘oh you were just now thinking of becoming a famed trapeze artist? Here… Cirque du Soleil want you to join their troupe without any training or evidence of natural prowess’, but there’s always going to be significant stepping-stones ready and waiting.  But so often we let the opportunity pass (for fear, for ‘knowing better’ etc.) and spend the next few years attaching meaning to that time we had the chance with ‘what I could have been/done’ stories.

But as with Groupon’s magnificently packaged offers, these opportunities in life lay dormant until we take action.  Unless we accept the offer, make some space, take a breath, show up and legit rock the opportunity… it’s just a real cute idea.

Pondering and dreaming is important, I can’t dispute that.  But when the time comes to be a trapeze artist or jump off a 7 storey building, pondering isn’t going to be a stand in.  You’re not going to get the same rush by just dreaming about it and creating vision boards of things you’d like to do.

So next time you notice the universe has sent out it’s daily deals, look a little closer and consider that indeed this might be the time to take ’em up on the offer and do something you never thought you could, should or would.

You always have the choice to try something new.  Are you in?

Yours in Love and Nonsense,
Casey xo

P.S. In case you’re wondering, I am not going to jump off a 7 storey building.  Also, if you enjoyed this please do share it around.

Got time for a quickie?

23 Jul

Yours in Nonsense,
Casey xo

P.S. We’re throwing up the glitter for rest and clarity over here at Flamingo Manor. Much love.

A feel good collection for you xo

5 Jun

via Pinterest

Just as you trawl the web looking for funny videos of kittens, happily click anything that isn’t your day gig (unless you love your day gig, which is hella cool) or simply have a habit of being distracted while looking for a recipe to make a mean curry for your prospective date – I too find myself discovering nibblets of awesome from my station here at Flamingo Manor.

Sadly for some of you I cannot offer funny videos of kittens, because that’s not my thing. Though I have put together a wee collection of quite smashing pockets I’ve found around the these parts. These parts of course being the rather large world-wide web. Why? Because I can. And that is reason enough.

So now lovers, you’ve two options.

A) Do the thing you were supposed to before you snuck away to read this.
B) Get onto planning that totally possibly dream I natter away about all the time.
C) Procrastinate some more about each of the above, and enjoy the links.

If you picked A, and you’re still reading, I’d say you might want to stop that. If you picked B then might you click here for a bit of vintage Flamingo in the form of a rough ten step guide to get you started, and if you picked C, continue the scrolling lover.  I’ve jotted down a handful only because too many may hurt your brain – so very not the intention here.

The Feel Good Collection (thus far)…

Of course I have gobs more to share at a later date but perhaps you have something else to add to The Feel Good Collection? Throw it down there in the comments section so we can all have a peek or shoot me a note so I can pop it in the next lot.
Yours in Nonsense
Casey xo
P.S. Enjoy the rest of your week, be well and make things happen.
P.P.S. Did you know I’ve set up a home on Facebook now? Come, like, enjoy & engage in feel good nonsense with us!

Do you Facebook?

4 Jun

Hello lovers!

Speedy note to let you know that the Manor has a home on Facebook now if you’re into that sort of thing.  I’ll be publishing the posts there as well as other Jubing tid-bits (pictures, quotes etc) that take my fancy.  Essentially all the things I would love to post here but fear it would be utter bombardment, no one likes utter bombardment, even if it is of a feel good variety.  Would simply adore having you over for a cuppa if you have the time.

Directions to my place: Click here. And you’re there!

How easy was that?  Heaps.

Yours in Nonsense,
Casey xo

P.S. Love you all madly!


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