Saturday, July 30, 2011

Falling in love all over again

I know that you always love your partner. I know that I always love mine. However there are times that our love seems newer and fresher than other times. There are times when our love feels more abundant and refreshing.

Have you ever had those moments when you look at your partner with new eyes? Of course you love your partner and have not fallen out of love. However, do you ever have those moments when you feel that you have fallen in love all over again?

I personally love those moments. It is those moments when I look at my husband and I see or feel something different. I always think that he is handsome. Yet there are those special times when something just captures me. I look at him and I realize what attracted me to him in the first place.

There are also those times when he says or does something that completely captures my heart. My love for him is heated and the flame of love grows stronger.

There are then the special times when his touch feels like the very first. I actually get butterflies again before we kiss. It feels like a new and exciting love that is wild and free.

I cannot be certain when these moments will hit or even why they occur. However, I am always excited and overtaken when one comes along. These are special times that remind me how lucky I am to have my husband and our love. They are times that recapture my youth and make me feel that teenage love again. They are times that remind me of dating in high school and the freedom of life and love. They are moments not tied down to life or responsibility. They are wonderful moments.

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Friday, July 29, 2011

Don't step on the ducks!

Three women die together in an accident

And go to heaven.

When they get there, St. Peter says,

'We only have one rule here in heaven:

Don't step on the ducks!'

So they enter heaven, and sure enough,

There are ducks all over the place.

It is almost impossible not to step on a duck,

And although they try their best to avoid them,

The first woman accidentally steps on one.

Along comes St. Peter with the ugliest man she ever saw.

St. Peter chains them together and says,

'Your punishment for stepping on a duck is to

Spend eternity chained to this ugly man!'

The next day,

The second woman steps accidentally on a duck

And along comes St. Peter,

Who doesn't miss a thing.

With him is another extremely ugly man.

He chains them together

With the same admonishment as for the first woman.

The third woman has observed all this and,

Not wanting to be chained

For all eternity to an ugly man, is very,

VERY careful where she steps.

She manages to go months

Without stepping on any ducks,


One day St.Peter comes up to her

With the most handsome man she has ever laid eyes on

.... Very tall, long eyelashes, muscular.

St. Peter chains them together without saying a word.

The happy woman says,

'I wonder what I did to deserve being

Chained to you for all of eternity?'

The guy says,

'I don't know about you,

But I stepped on a

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Bath Salt Sundae - Homemade Gift Idea

Bath Salt Sundae

8 ounces cornstarch
8 ounces citric acid
16 ounces baking soda
8 to 10 drops fragrant oil of your choice
Food coloring of choice (complement fragrance of bath salts)
Tall, clear ice cream sundae glass (can be found in kitchen area of many two dollar type stores)
White net scrubby (can be found in cosmetic area of many two dollar type stores)
One large red or green bead or bath bead pearl
Double-sided tape
Note: The double-sided tape is to use sparingly to hold the "cherry" and "whipped cream" in place temporarily for presentation. Once the recipient starts using this, they may want to remove it.

Combine all ingredients thoroughly and dry completely by laying it in a glass baking dish in the oven (do not turn oven on). Transfer enough to fill an ice cream sundae dish and store the remainder in an airtight container until ready to use again. Top the "sundae" with "whipped cream" ~ the net scrubby. Add a large red/green bead or bath bead pearl atop the scrubby as a "cherry." Next insert a long-handled spoon. Finally wrap in clear cellophane and secure with raffia or a pretty ribbon and there you have it, ice cream now even has its place in the bathroom!

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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Lilac Dawns

Upon a lilac skyless dawn in a crevice by a hill
A moment stands in stupor's gaze to battle stubborn will
And restless be emotion's turn upon that cooling air
As dragons sink to earthly caves to calm the flames and flare

So there we stir within the hour awakening the day
Angels flag our every move with the leaving of the play
And as I turn to meet thy eye my heart bursts back to light
Every minute on the wing to heaven's sweet delight

Listening we hear the call across the valley's rift
A sweetness on the drifting breeze a songbird's lilting lift
And rhymes that take us far away to a place of golden rays
Forever on these endless songs across these rolling days

So wonder at that skyless dawn in that crevice by that hill
Where journeys start and soar away to this love's greatest thrill
Where my heart winds around your soul on the universe's dance
And this love's sweetest taste abounds in our love's sweet romance


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A fork in the road

Dr. Seuss (actually Theodor Seuss Geisel) dedicated himself to writing simple, entertaining and thoughtful poems that used basic words children would understand. But every once in a while, Dr. Seuss would introduce what some people would consider nonsense words – like in his poem about the Zoad in the Road. But apparently, even this apparent non-sense word was deeply researched. Apparently, “Zoad” came from a Greek word that meant “stair step” or “ladder"...indicating a device people would use to get somewhere.

With that insight, consider Dr. Seuss’ poem: "The Zoad In The Road”:

Did I ever tell you about the young Zoad?
Who came to a sign at the fork of the road?
He looked one way and the other way too -
the Zoad had to make up his mind what to do.
Well, the Zoad scratched his head, and his chin, and his pants.
And he said to himself, "I’ll be taking a chance.
If I go to Place One, that place may be hot
So how will I know if I like it or not.
On the other hand, though, I’ll feel such a fool
If I go to Place Two and find it’s too cool
In that case I may catch a chill and turn blue.
So Place One may be best and not Place Two.
Play safe," cried the Zoad, "I’ll play safe, I’m no dunce.
I’ll simply start off to both places at once."
And that’s how the Zoad who would not take a chance
Went no place at all with a split in his pants.

Poor Zoad couldn’t make up his mind which way to go. So, he decided to not really MAKE a decision. Instead, he tried to take BOTH roads at the same time. He didn’t want to make a decision, so - in his indecision - he actually made a decision because he wouldn’t take a chance...he “went no place at all with a split in his pants.”

When presented with a fork in the road you have a choice. Oftentimes one road is wide and easy to travel and lots of people choose this road. The other is often narrow. It leads to life, but few seem to choose that path.

However just because one has pursued a particular path does not mean that it is the only or best path. In the tradition of the urban wanderer, the point of exploring a road is to enjoy it, not to arrive at a particular destination. As such, the fork in the road metaphor is limiting in that it suggests that certain decisions in life are irreversible, when other paths may be more fulfilling, or when the journey towards self-discovery may require the wanderer to cultivate his own unique path.

Monday, July 25, 2011

Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish Part 8

Join Heartpoet here at The Serendipity Cafe Monday's for the ongoing tale of Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish. Trust me you will never look at your fish bowl the same way again lol.

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When Lily slept, Gail could often make out shapes outside her world. The light of the day would have to be just right for this to happen however when the occasion arose Gail would swim quickly to the edge and peer. Past the spots of green algae, past the table top, out, out, out into that distance she would swim. One day she watched as the human swept a long shiny pole across the universe. She knew there was trouble out there for tremors of an earthquake were turning the lazy pebble beach of her world. That long shiny pole swept back and forth across the outside floor while the human held on. Gail could only hazard a guess at this scene. Perhaps the human was trapped in that struggle, destined forever to dance with that long shiny pole in that outside shiny place. Oh Gail! The very idea of vacuuming was so foreign to her.

Which brings us to a question...have you tried to understand the unfamiliar today?


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Sunday, July 24, 2011

Woman vs Man

Whoever wrote the following poems doesn't hold a romantic candle to my Heartpoets prose ;]


Before I lay me down to sleep,
I pray for a man who’s not a creep,
One who’s handsome, smart and strong.
One who loves to listen long,
One who thinks before he speaks,
One who’ll call, not wait for weeks..
I pray he’s rich and self-employed,
And when I spend, won’t be annoyed.
Pull out my chair and hold my hand.
Massage my feet and help me stand.
Oh send a king to make me queen.
A man who loves to cook and clean.
I pray this man will love no other.
And relish visits with my mother.


I pray for a deaf-mute gymnast nymphomaniac with big titties who owns a bar on a golf course and loves to send me fishing and drinking. This doesn’t rhyme and I don’t give a shit.

Saturday, July 23, 2011


Gosh I love the following quote...

When I was a boy of fourteen, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be twenty-one, I was astonished at how much he had learned in seven years. ~Author unknown, commonly attributed to Mark Twain but no evidence has yet been found for this.

And the following one makes me feel a tad smug. I eagerly await this day lol...

Few things are more satisfying than seeing your children have teenagers of their own. ~Doug Larson~

And of course having two 17 year olds we definitely know that...

The best substitute for experience is being seventeen. ~Raymond Duncan~

And I will leave you with the following words of wisdom...

Adolescence is perhaps nature's way of preparing parents to welcome the empty nest. ~Karen Savage and Patricia Adams, The Good Stepmother~

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Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Women's wellness checks

My GP conducts women's wellness check ups on all gals once they have become sexually active. This check up once every two years continues well into old age. A pap smear, a check on both ovaries, breast exam and overall health check are all done in her consulting rooms. If over 40 a free breast scan is recommended every two years. I have just had my woman's wellness check and my breast scan and feel truly blessed that as always the results have been negative. I am reminded to rebook for same in two years time. There is a registry available that will send you a reminder letter a month or so before you are due to rebook these health checks.

A dear friend of mine (a couple of years younger than myself) with two primary school age children had a lumpectomy for breast cancer 2 years ago and was then given the all clear. The mongrel BIG C returned a few months back and claimed her breast. Immediately after surgery Drs. told her all appeared ok however results came back not so rosy and she is now in the middle of chemo and fighting the fight of her life. As a result of this for the first time ever I was anxious as the time drew near for me to have my women's wellness check and breast scan a fortnight ago. I was fidgety and chattered way too much at both (something I do when nervous lol) and my blood pressure was recorded as much higher than its usual healthy status. The week I had to wait for my results coincided with pmt week nuff said lol. When my Drs. receptionist telephoned me with the all clear for all tests tears of relief immediately sprung to my eyes. I felt like I had won HEALTH LOTTO. I felt a mixture of joy, relief and much gratitude yet much sadness for my friend.

So my dear blog friends a gentle reminder are you all up to date with all of your health checks? If not please do not put them off a day longer. Pick up the phone and make the necessary appointments today. Problems picked up early and treated mostly end in great results.

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Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Rhiannon and musical theatre

Our Rhiannon recently spent the majority of her two week break from Uni performing in the musical The Three Little Pigs. She has a great love of musical theatre and it was an enjoyable yet exhaustive time for her. We think she made a very cute kangaroo and her boyfriend Jack a most handsome wolf don't you?

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Monday, July 18, 2011

Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish Part 7

Join Heartpoet here at The Serendipity Cafe Monday's for the ongoing tale of Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish. Trust me you will never look at your fish bowl the same way again lol.

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Light was magical to Gail. In her spherical bowl of water, pirate ship and plastic coral rock, and weighed down with the challenge of pending parenthood, she came to love the warming glow of the artificial light. She would hear the thick mechanical switch being flicked by the human and then hear the staccato flashing of the long white bulb as night flashed to day. She called the light Lily. When Lily started up, those flashes would strike through the water like lightning bolts, turning the red and green pebbles to diamonds. As Lily stabilised, she bathed the water in a soft vanilla hue. Gail could see right to the other side of the bowl when Lily was awake. Sometimes she could see the tiny spots of algae in the distance, green spots across a land of bubbles, water currents and oceanic surges. Oh Gail! Light and darkness, colour and hues. Life was so very interesting.

Which brings us to today's question...are you living with interest in the light and darkness of your day today?


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Sunday, July 17, 2011

Je ne peux pas vivre sans toi means I can't live without you

How romantic sigh - Seine River, this is from the Port des Arts bridge. The story goes that couples in love attach a lock to the bridge (something about symbolizing the bond between them) and then throw the key into the river. I note some are combination locks!?! Risking potential divorce? I have never been to France, Heartpoet has. It tops our bucket list to visit there together...sigh. Hopefully one day soon Heartpoet and I will attach a lock to the Port des Arts bridge and then throw the key in the Seine, sealing our fate forever :]

Mr Kookaburra

Look who I just snapped sitting contently on our clothesline, cackling happily away with his belly full of worms (our mango tree in the background). I thought my overseas readers particularly might like to see a Kookaburra up close. Kookaburras are native to only Australia and New Guinea. After a few months of no rain we have had two days of light rain that has softened the lawn up a tad making worm finding easier for our feathered friend. Using the clothesline as his vantage point Mr. K was dipping and diving for worms, shaking them from side to side like they were snakes he indulged til his belly was full. Kookaburras are best known for their unmistakable call, which sounds uncannily like loud, echoing human laughter (of the hysterical kind lol).

The Kookaburra - by Frank Halliwell

They congregate at break of day,
when night is almost done,
for a joyous benediction
to the rising of the sun.

And once again come evening,
when the western sky so bright,
surrenders all it's duties
to the velvet cloak of night.

I'd like someone to explain to me,
before I turn to clay,
'cause I've never heard that cackle
in the middle of the day.

Why they sometimes start at 4 AM
and wake me with a fright,
to join with them, to celebrate
the middle of the night!

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Saturday, July 16, 2011

Perfect guys don't exist but Heartpoet is perfect for me

For my Heartpoet from an imperfect girl.

Just over ten years ago I was blessed when you answered the call of my heart. Tonight I have a perfect night planned for you and I. Home alone we will feast on gourmet fare, sip red wine from fine crystal glasses, laugh and enjoy. We shall bathe in scented bubbles by moonlight. Wrapped safely in your strong arms there will be touching, nuzzling, love making and happy sighs. The candles glow will illuminate the corners of my heart, all we've shared lingers there. My soul love, my true sweetheart, together we are perfect~!

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Friday, July 15, 2011

That girl

You see THAT girl, yeah her.
She seems so invincible right.
but just touch her & she'll flinch.
She has secrets & she trusts no one.
she's the perfect example of betrayal.
cause everyone she trusted, broke her

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Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Barefoot dreamer Kimmie

She preferred the big waves that knocked her down and stole her gasps to the ones that kissed her ankles.

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Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Love is a moving sea

Heartpoet and I snuggled up together on the lounge to watch a dvd called Separation City a few nights back. The closing lines of the movie really struck a chord with me...

"Love is a moving sea. There are times when the tide goes out leaving you stranded. Then you have to be strong and patient and wait for the moon and the stars to work their magic again."

Separation City is a movie that all couples should make time to see.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish Part 6

Join Heartpoet here at The Serendipity Cafe Monday's for the ongoing tale of Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish. Trust me you will never look at your fish bowl the same way again lol.

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Bruises heal. When the bubble assault began, Gail had experienced a range of emotions. Fear, love, trepidation. She had also felt the battering bubble cannons as they struck her finely coloured scales. Oscar's whisperings swept her forward through the barrage. She would later recall how she had managed to stagger sluggishly through the entrance of the plastic coral rock. Her heart was pounding a thousand fish beats per minute - and yet she was surrounded by a sea of serenity. Love had floated her through a great danger. As she began to recover her senses, she looked out through the entrance and there, far beyond the billowing curtains of the frantic bubbles, she saw a mirage. Oscar - white spot victim, victor in love - smiled at her from the other side of the bowl. "Oh Gail! - my love is with you!" Suddenly he vanished into the bubble vortex.

Which brings me to today's question - have you smiled for someone through bubbles of danger today?


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Sunday, July 10, 2011

Taking care of you

I am a giver in life and give and give and give. It is my nature and whilst I love giving I have come to realise that giving to self is hugely important. Once I felt guilty or selfish thinking this way however no more...

“The greatest gift you can give to somebody is your own personal development. I used to say, “If you will take care of me, I will take care of you.” Now I say, “I will take care of me for you if you will take care of you for me”. (Jim Rohn)

Give yourself the belief that taking care of YOU is the best gift you can give to your family and loved ones! It’s not a selfish act, it’s an act of love.

Now check out this list

Interesting enough, no where in there you can find TAKING CARE OF MYSELF listed! (I must acknowledge that this is not a “official” list, it’s just people’s opinions.

The point is, if you feel guilty about taking care of yourself it’s a sign of an “underlying belief” that makes you feel this way. Here’s a little list for you to have a look at:

Beliefs that can get in the way of self care:

◦I am not important enough.
◦I must take care of everyone else.
◦I don’t have time to take care of myself.
◦To be a good person I always have to put other’s needs above myself.
◦We always have to please others.
◦All conflict is bad.
◦I am responsible for the feelings of others.
◦I have to prove myself worthy of love by giving, giving, giving.
◦Taking time for myself is unproductive and lazy.
◦If I have to ask for time or help I am inadequate.

Key point is to identify what belief is getting on your way to self care and get rid of it. Sounds very simple and in reality, it really is. I like to ask myself the question: “WHY?” and I keep questioning until I run out of answers. I end up coming to the conclusion that whatever I was believing in, makes no sense at all.

After that’s done you can replace it with a new (and more empowering) belief. Here’s another little list:

Beliefs that allow self care:

◦It is not all right to neglect my needs.
◦It is not up to me to satisfy the needs of everyone I come in contact with.
◦Scheduling time for myself is imperative.
◦Caring for myself allows me to better care for others.
◦Sleep is necessary for a good life.
◦My body is a temple and needs to be taken care of.
◦I want to give my body and soul the best.
◦Movement is fun and healthy.
◦I am self aware and self caring.
◦Caring for myself is being a good role models for family and friends.
◦Everyone is responsible for their own feelings.
◦What good am I to the people I care for if I am grumpy, tired, ill or stressed?

My next question to you is: What happens if you are not around? (I mean, for good, you know?)

We are all “not going to be around” eventually but what if you shorten your life by 10 years because you lived an unhealthy lifestyle?

If you think that not taking care of yourself won’t have an impact on how many years and on the QUALITY of the years you are going to live…I am sorry to tell you: it’s a big mistake! Do not neglect on your health…

I understand the feeling of guilty that comes from putting yourself 1st, but, it’s not for nothing that the safety instruction on an airplane is “put the oxygen mask in yourself 1st then on your child or a person in need of assistance”. You can’t help someone if you are not ok. If you are not feeling good, no one around you will be good and if you are not here...oh well you get the point.

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**The posts I had planned for today and tomorrow have been postponed for a week or so. With family up from Victoria and other bits and pieces thrown my way I realize now that I won't have the time I need to devote to my post. The serious nature of the topic requires me to take my time with it and not rush.

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Friday, July 8, 2011

Being mindful of living in the moment

I have always been very mindful of living in the moment.

Just about everyone in our western culture it seems is trained from adolescence to live in 'forward' time. By this I mean, our thoughts are constantly focused on the future.

With this way of living our lives, we are pulled out of the 'now', the present time is forgotten. By living in fast forward time, we are not allowed to remain centered within ourselves. We are constantly lurching forward. We are kept off balance. Being in the moment involves paying attention to the present moment and disengaging from mental “clutter”. Observe what is around you, stay in the present - that means not thinking about worries about the future, or problems from the past. Let your other thoughts go while you just consider, observe and enjoy and "be" in all moments of your day.

Heartpoet is a romantic, dreamy Pisces who up until a few years ago had a bad habit of allowing the "clutter" in and allowing his mind to wander away from the current moment. His mind constantly raced ahead to the next thing on his minds list not giving due consideration to the current thing. He now knows better than anyone how truly important it is to "be" in the moment or risk losing little things like his reading glasses for example or even worse potentially sacrificing life or limb.

Tomorrow's post bravely written by Heartpoet and currently sitting in draft is another of what I like to call my "keepin it real" posts. Monday's post will be written straight from my heart "keepin it real" from my perspective. It will take a gutsy effort on my part as the chapter of this story has long been put to rest. It sits quietly and ordered in my minds bookshelf, the pages no longer flapping around causing distress. My mind cautions me when I sit quietly recalling, almost warning me with a "heyyyy you sure you wanna go there?" Yes we do! If our combined posts make just one person more mindful and learn to "be" in all moments of their day then any distress on our parts recalling the worst day of our lives will have been so worth it.

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Rocking Remote Western Australia With My Cousin Georgia and Australian Idol Grand Finalist Jessica Mauboy

So you would all know from reading my blog that my GORGEOUS on the inside and out cousin Georgia (who so takes after me ;) lol) works with indigenous youth in a remote part of Western Australia. So when 4 girls in her leadership group decided to write to Australian Idol Grand finalist and singing sensation Jessica Mauboy inviting her to swing by and pay them a visit they were dreaming right? Well not only did Miss Jessica Mauboy drop by she paid a proper visit andddd pulled off a concert during her stay. Impressive huh? Just goes to show dreams can come true!

* Djardi's (Georgias' boyfriend) father Michael Leslie was the first indigenous ballet dancer and has a foundation that enables him to go into schools in the Pilbarra and teach kids dance. He choreographed Bran Nue Day when it came as a stage show to Melbourne in 1990.

Links to video/news articles relating to this story....

If the above two links wont work for your pc then try the following google link - once page has loaded the 1st and 2nd in the google search engine are related and worth clicking on.

Thursday, July 7, 2011

The Serendipity Cafe - Photo Caption 1

A picture captures only one moment in time. What happened before and after? What happened outside the frame?

The Serendipity Cafe photo caption is a simple fun idea where I will be inviting you all to add a witty, funny or clever caption or comment to the photo posted here each Thursday.

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Wednesday, July 6, 2011

What is it that makes your heart flutter when you see your significant other?

So I'm asking all of my fellow bloggers, what is it about your partner that you love? Is it his crooked smile or her goofy laugh? Is it his ability to be there when you need someone to pick you up or her ability to tackle any problem life throws your way? Is it the way he smells or the way she looks deep into your eyes?

What is it that makes your heart flutter when you see your significant other?

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Tuesday, July 5, 2011

In joy or sadness

In joy or sadness, flowers are our constant friends.
~*Kozuko Okakura*~

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Monday, July 4, 2011

Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish Part 5

Join Heartpoet here at The Serendipity Cafe Monday's for the ongoing tale of Oh Gail! Story Of A Fish. Trust me you will never look at your fish bowl the same way again lol.

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A fish bowl can be a perilous place. Within that tiny world where droplets of water collide, currents can flow and temperatures can change. Sometimes Gail found that the bubbles from the pirate ship would hold their breath. A violent rumble racing across the grainy coloured sands of her ocean's floor would signal their delayed
release. When the bubbles burst, her world would explode with circles of panicked air. Gail had become used to these occasional explosions and she knew that if she darted into the corner of the hollow coral rock she could avoid distress. On this particular day however, pregnant with her pending brood, she was labouring. Her movements were sluggish, her pace was slow. Gail almost made it to the entrance of that hollow coral rock when the explosions began. Oh Gail! The bubbles began their swirling assault. Suddenly however, within the depths of Gail's inner being, the comforting whispers of Oscar - white spot victim, her forever love - filled her soul.

Which brings us to a question - in every moment of your every day, are you willing to whisper for others?


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