A Wink From The Universe

Hi Lovelies,

Are you paying attention?

It’s those moments that feel like  a wink from the universe that let us know all is as it should be.

Synchronicity is the concept of ‘meaningful coincidence’.

From the moment I first became aware of it, the phenomenon has featured very strongly in my life.  It is a powerful reminder that we are in fact magnets.  Walking, talking, thinking, feeling magnets.

I for one have certainly noted the many times in my life when I felt like crap.  I focussed on it; got stuck in it and drew more of it to myself.  I didn’t mean to, but I wasn’t strong enough to be aware of my consciousness and stay in a place of gratitude.  I focussed on what I didn’t have rather than what I had.  I thought about what people did to me instead of what I could do for them.  The results were to be expected.  Crap, crap and more crap.

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On the other hand, I’ve observed myself feeling super wonderful and watched magic happen.  During those times, which I’m proud to say are now way more commonplace than the above, I’ve looked after myself better in body, mind and spirit.  My thoughts have been positive and I’ve been able to nip any pesky little negative thoughts in the bud, without even so much as a trip on a crooked footpath.  It’s been smooth sailing and full of surprises.  Of the good variety.

It’s fun to watch what happens when you allow yourself to think the best and only the best.  Let all of the other stuff go.

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For example, when I was eighteen years old, I told my beautiful Mum that I was going to win a car.  She said “You can’t say that!”  and I said “You watch!”  I believed it with every inch of my being.  I didn’t attach myself to the results by entering in to every single raffle I could get my hands on, I just trusted that it would happen when it was meant to.  It didn’t happen overnight, but it did happen.

In 1998, I took out my first loan to buy a car.  In doing so, I automatically went in to the draw for a silver, limited edition, convertible Holden Barina.  When my loan advisor gave me the raffle ticket, I saw the number on it was ‘123400’.  I said to her “That’s the winning ticket” …and it was.  It cemented my belief in the power of the mind.

As you may be aware, I’m writing a book.  I’ve been madly editing it for months.  Yesterday was my husband and my twelve year wedding anniversary and I just happened to arrive at the page where I wrote about the day we got engaged.  How’s that for synchronicity?!

Later in the day, I had the privilege of working with the super lovely, best selling author, Rachael Johns.  While chatting away, she offered me the direct contact details of her publisher and is sending an introduction email for me first.  I was blown away.  But then again, I was kind of expecting something like that to happen.

I’ve also been thinking a lot about my book launch.  It may be a fair way off at this point, but I’m allowed to be excited about it now.  I was working with another one of my amazing clients late last week and she very kindly offered me her stunning home as the venue for it.

My subconscious has asked, my heart has trusted and the universe is answering my wishes.

The world responds to the thoughts and feelings that we give attention to.

I have written on my bathroom mirror, ‘Wonderful things will happen for me today’, so I see it and recite it every single morning.  You should try it.  It’s kind of magic.

Until next time…

Love & Light always,

Yvette xxx

 

Do you like to tszuj?

Hi Lovelies,

I’d been thinking of what to write about for a couple of days, when all of the sudden it hit me.  Why not write about one of my favourite words?!  After all, blogging is stringing a whole bunch of words together and… well… sometimes, they deserve a post all of their own, don’t they?   I think so.

The word is ‘Tszuj‘.  The action of which is ‘Tszujing‘.  I just love it.  Don’t you?

Some people spell it jooj or zhooj or joosh but apparently, the correct spelling is tszuj.

How amazing does it feel to say it?  It just rolls off the tongue!  How could it NOT be one of my favourite words?!

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I have researched where it came from and what I found was very interesting.

Although it was introduced to mainstream culture by none other than the fabulous Carson Kressly, who famously used it on the hit TV show ‘Queer Eye For The Straight Guy’ in 2003, it has actually been around for much longer.

Carson himself said he picked it up while working for the famous fashion designer, Ralph Lauren.

Have you heard of ‘Polari’?  The word comes from the Italian word ‘parlare’ (or – to talk).  It is a form of ‘cant slang’ or ‘jargon’ used in Britain by actors, circus and fairground showmen, merchants, navy sailors, prostitutes and the gay subculture.  It was even heavily featured on BBC programs in the 60’s.

FYI – the word ‘bona’ is polari as well.  You’re welcome.

Polari was mostly used prior to the decriminalisation of homosexuality in 1967 and fell out of use in the 70’s but a few words stuck.  ‘Tszuj’ just happened to be one of them.  Yay!

The verbal language of Polari is no younger than 50 years old.  It may even be 150 years old.  It is difficult to say exactly, given that it was not picked up as a ‘thing’ until the 60’s.

Initially it was a reference for clothing and hair but now it can relate to just about anything.  We have taken the word and run like Forrest with it.  Now it relates to ‘make stylish’, ‘enliven’, ‘update’…the list goes on.

It can even be used when going to the beauty salon.  I’ve been known to say “I’d like my punani tszuj’d please” and the results were exactly what I was after.  Bikini wax.  CHECK!

You can tszuj (clean) your car.

You can tszuj (make up) or (shave) your face.

You can tszuj (decorate) your house.

You can tszuj (buy something new for) your wardrobe.

You can tszuj (add accessories to) your outfit.

You can tszuj (have a pedicure) or (clip) your toenails.

Would I like my glass tszuj’d? (filled up) Yes please!

Oh and I LOVE it when someone tszujs (deposits into) my bank account.

Heck, I even tszuj’d (spruced up) my blog.

I think you get the idea.

I hope you have enjoyed my ‘Tszuj’ obsession as much as I have enjoyed writing about it.  It is time for me to say goodbye for now.  I must go tszuj myself for my night out.

Until next time.  Keep tszujing!

Love and Light always,

Yvette xxx