Sweet, simple moments.

March 29 – 2017

It’s not fancy restaurants, expensive jewels, extravagant gestures or even my pay cheque that warm my heart and give my life meaning. It’s simple, precious moments that add up to a beautiful life.
Listening to rain fall on a lazy Sunday while sipping on a perfect cup of coffee.
Walking in a snow covered forest and appreciating the sounds of silence.
Having nowhere to go and nothing to do other than be with the ones I love.
Getting excited about swapping kale recipes with my son.
Laughing really hard with friends about really stupid stuff.
Watching children play and letting puppies lick my nose.
Reconnecting with an old friend and picking up where we left off decades ago.
Campfires next to the ocean while the sun melts into the sea.
Raspberries and random acts of Christmas. New socks.
The first scoop of peanut butter when you open a new jar.
The smell and feel of warm sheets coming out of the dryer.
And, gazing up at the stars and realizing how small but miraculous we all really are. These are the things I love, the things that matter, the things that warm my heart and make my life a happy place to be.
Oh and…
Rain drops on rose
And whiskers on kittens – 😉
~ IMG_2649TO’K🌹❤️

You hold the pen

IMG_2650Your story is still being written.
You are the author and you hold the pen.
You decide if the story is a drama, a comedy, an adventure, a fantasy, a fairy tail, an action packed thriller, a romance, a mystery, a “who dun-it” a self help book, or a little bit of everything. It really is up to you.
You decide who you love, how you live, where you go and, where you grow.
You also decide who the hero is,
and I hope you decide its you
~ TO’K 🌹❤️

 

Toni O’Keeffe ~ The Whimsey Angel

Canadian Snow Wussies

SNOW WUSSIES
Come on Canada we’re tougher than this.
We were built for snow.
We learnt how to spell our names in the snow! Yes even the girls!
Our snow-pants are our under-pants!
You were likely conceived in the snow!
We learnt to ride toboggans before we rode bikes.
Some of us got to school sitting on the front of a snow plough.
You live in the great white north for god sake what do you expect?
Pissed off because you can’t get to the gym? Get out and shovel a path to Timmys, pick up your double-double and a dozen Timbits, you’ll work those calories off before you get home.
You know why Canadians don’t go to war? Because we have snowball fights to work that shit out.
We don’t call our Air Force Demonstration Squadron “The Snowbirds”for nothing!
You wanna’ bitch about “snowflakes”? bitch about the political snowflakes down south.
Yes theres more snow coming, there will always be more snow coming, YOU LIVE IN CANADA
Relax, put on your favorite plaid PJs, go pull a cold one out of the snow pile in your back yard, turn on a hockey game, finish off your Timbits (ever try them wrapped in bacon,Yum) and settling in.
You are Canadian – you were built for this 🙂
TOK~ Continue reading “Canadian Snow Wussies”

Your Heart-print

img_7116Our corporate impact, our financial portfolio, our social status, the number of people following our social feeds, POWER, these are NOT the things that define “Success”, well, not in my little mind anyway.

Success should not be solely defined by how high we climb the corporate ladder or our wealth. It should be defined by who we become along the way, what we learn and how we apply that learning to improve our lives and the lives of others. It should be defined by the joy we bring into the world and the positive imprint ( the Heart print) we leave on the hearts of others.

More than ever the world needs more kind hearted heroes, more compassionate teachers and healers, more grateful global citizens and more concerned and passionate stewards of the planet.
As I consider my contribution to humanity and ponder my heart-print the questions I ask myself are;
How have I expressed love, kindness and compassion for the planet and “all” living things?
How have I exercised my natural gifts to make the world a better place for the generations that will follow?
How do I treat and take care of my loved ones, neighbors and community?
How have I taken care of myself so that I can live my best life and be my best self for those who rely on me?
How have I shown up for my children and all children?
How have I evolved my social consciousness and connected with others in positive ways?
Have I made soul-to-soul connections?
Am I enjoying my journey?
When I ponder these questions, I realize I still have some work to do to ensure the heart-print I leave behind is a positive one.
Me, You, all of us – always a work in progress.

~TO’K 🌹❤️

 

Toni O’Keeffe ~ The Whimsey Angel

Spread the love every day, not just on Valentines day

img_6785My Valentine Wish for you

My wish for you this Valentine’s day and every day, is that you do celebrate love. Not just romantic love, but a love for all things and all people, a love that is kind and authentic and goes beyond a single day each year.

I wish for you a love that allows you to feel safe and secure in who you are and inspires you to grow into the best version of yourself. A love that celebrates a soul-to-soul connection where there is no expectations but an enduring appreciation, acceptance, respect and admiration for the beautiful, perfect and unique soul that you are.

I wish for you a love of self, where you see yourself as worthy and deserving of all that is beautiful and good and that you are able to be kind and gentle on your spirit and trust this journey you are on.

If you have found the one that settles your soul, sets your heart on fire, makes butterflys dance in your chest, and stars shine in your eyes, hold them close and give thanks for the gift of this love every single day.

For those still in search of an epic love, I hope you find the kindred flame that will warm and settle your heart, captivate your mind, make your body tingle and your spirit laugh. I wish that kind of love for each of you, I wish this kind of love for me.

I wish you love – not just today or on Valentines day, but every day
TO’K 🌹❤️

 

Toni O’Keeffe ~ The Whimsey Angel

Our beautiful silly souls

Our beautiful silly souls are not meant to stay in one place or love just one person.    We are on an adventure, a quest to experience all that we can in this short life.
We are meant to be curious and inquisitive and sometimes impulsive.
We are meant to wander to far off places and roam with strangers seeking to write their life story while at the same time becoming a part of ours.
We are explorers that love to learn and love the company of other travelers.
We are meant to lift others up, and when we witness tragedy seek to do something about.
We are meant to be active participants in the lives of those that share our little blue planet and must protect the environment we call our home.
We are meant to eat cake then walk it off, drink too much wine and pay the consequence, have our hearts broken, feel deep anguish, have our spirits pierced all so we can learn and grow. Then, we are meant to find the strength and courage to see the lessons in our pain, rise up and move on.
If we’re lucky, and our spirit is ready, a time will come when we can pause in one place and with one person and reflect on where we have been and take stock of what is still left to do. Then, together jump back in, each of us on your own journey, yet sharing the path with a kindred spirit as we both find our way home.

TO’K~ 🌹❤️

Toni O’Keeffe ~ The Whimsey Angel

All about Al, my favorite stranger

Written December 9 , 2016

Life sends us the most amazing teachers. I met two of them recently.
The first was a gentle soul I will call “Al”. I met Al while we were both sitting in a medical waiting room. Al had gotten up to get a cup of water. I was sitting a couple of chairs away from the cooler so he politely asked me if I’d like a drink as well. I accepted. Al’s crippled body, hunched back and disheveled appearance suggested his life was not an easy one. He carefully brought me my cup of water, sat next to me and we proceeded to have an amazing – beautiful really- conversation.
What I learnt about Al is that he has a chronic illness that has left him severely crippled and in pain most of the time and for most of his life. He also suffers with partial facial paralysis making it difficult for him to speak, but he managed just fine. Al’s wife “Beth”passed away from breast cancer 18 months ago, they had been married for 23 years. He left his job as an IT manager to take care of Beth, but due to his medical condition he is having a difficult time re-entering the workplace so is doing what he referred to as “geek” work helping people with their home computer systems. Although he qualified for long term disability, he indicated that he prefers to work as it keeps him active and allows him to get out and socialize. Al and Beth had one child, a little girl named Emily who passed away 17 years ago at the age of two. He had a picture of Emily and Beth safely tucked in his wallet and was beaming with pride and love as he showed me the photo. Despite his life challenges, this man was positive and upbeat. He was grateful that he had access to care that helped him mange his pain, he had lovely stories of his life with the love of his life, Beth. Although some might say he had a lot of reasons to be angry with the world, not a negative or angry word came out of him. He was interested in who I was and asked me about my line of work and my life. It was a beautiful and peaceful pleasure to meet him and be in his company. I felt the positive energy flowing from every fibre of his being.

The second teacher I engaged with this week, is a woman I will call “Mona”. I have known her casually for a few years. We bump into each other occasionally at business functions. Mona is beautiful, has a wonderful job, makes an excellent salary, lives in a beautiful home with her handsome husband (who also has a successful career) and their three children all of whom are attractive, healthy and thriving in school and athletics. Yet, she is one of the most unhappy people I have ever met. This week, she was angry because she was unable to book a 4 bedroom condo for their trip to Hawaii at New Years and had to settle for 3 bedroom. She was angry because the dealership winterizing her car made her wait 30 mins before they could drive her back to work. She was mad at her husband because she had to attend a workplace event with him and she hates “everyone” he works with. She was upset with her various family members over Christmas dinner arrangements, negative about people in her workplace and upset that managers in her pay-grade were asked to each contribute $100 to provide the staff in the office with a Christmas luncheon. Any time I have spent time with her, I can feel her negative vibration and find it hard to be in her company. I don’t recall her ever asking me about my life, my job or my family because I’m pretty sure she doesn’t care. 🙂

So what did I learn from these two amazing teachers that presented themselves to me only a couple of days apart?
I learnt this.
– Our perceptions are our reality. If we believe our lives suck, or we believe our lives are wonderful- we’re right.
– Gratitude and happiness are intrinsically connected. People that are authentically grateful are generally happy people.
– It’s not a beautiful face or a beautiful house or a beautiful job that makes us beautiful, it’s a beautiful spirit and the impact it has on others that makes us beautiful “or not”
– Although our mothers told us we should never talk to strangers, sorry momma, I have to disagree, I love talking to strangers (my Dad use to start up conversations with random strangers all of the time- I guess I  get this from him).

We have to stop pretending we don’t see one another and instead take time to say hello, reach out with open hearts and compassion, because you never know who you’re going to meet and what amazing gifts of learning they might be packing with them.
Actually, when you think about it, everyone you know, including your very best friends, the person you’re in love with, even your mother, use to be a stranger. 🙂 so don’t be afraid to reach out.

I’m feeling grateful for the lessons, the learning and the whisper of time that I was gifted to spend with a beautiful, wise, kindly, soul that use to be a stranger – named “Al”.

TO’K ~ 🌹❤️

Toni O’Keeffe ~ The Whimsey Angel

Fear, the invisible beast


Fear, the invisible beast that doesn’t exist but is capable of breaking into our lives and stealing our dreams.

The moment we face it. It’s gone.

We give our fear of “what if” an incredible amount of power.
Once we deal with the thing we are afraid of, the fear disappears. It’s like an angry gate-keeper or the troll under the bridge, once you get past it, it’s gone.

I remember my son Ryan saying to me ” Mom I’m afraid to tell you that I got in trouble at school- but I know once I do I won’t be afraid anymore.” 😊.

Afraid to ask for a raise ? Ask, once you do, the fear is gone. You might not get the raise, or you might, but the fear of asking will be gone.
Afraid to ask him out, ask?  He might say no, but he might say yes. Either way the fear will be gone and you can get on with making your life the amazing place it should be.

Fear is just an unpleasant emotion caused by the belief that someone or something is going to cause us pain. While we are busy thinking about our fears, the fear robs us of our freedom, our dreams and our lives.

Worry and fear add no value to our precious lives, so leap into that thing that you fear the most, yup it might be painful or it might be a beautiful thing or it might be nothing at all, unless you leap you’ll never know. Fear destroys more dreams than failure, pain or disappointment ever will.
So;
Live where you fear to live –
Say what you fear to say –
Do what you fear to do, Or don’t, and live an ordinary rather than an extraordinary life.

~ this ones for Ryan, I loved his fearless spirit – ❤️😇.

Toni O’Keeffe ~ The Whimsey Angel

We are born to love, to laugh and be kind – so what the hell happend?

As I gazed out my office window today I observed two woman in the parking lot. Their body language and finger pointing suggested they were having a heated discussion. Each woman had a young girl with her about 4-5 years old. As the two woman in their early 30s carried on a less than friendly conversation these two little girls happily engaged with each other smiling, laughing, hugging, touching each other’s cold cheeks and sharing what one of them had in her pocket. They looked like long lost kinder spirits, it was very sweet.
As the conversation between the two women ended, each woman grabbed and hustled their child away grumbling what I imagine was unflattering commentary about the other woman and little girl.
Observing this scene got me thinking. Have you ever watched little kids engage with a new friend? They hug, they smile at one another, they giggle, they play, they kiss, they say I love you, they hold hands – there is a magical energy and genuine kinship between them, even if they have never met.
Love is our natural state, we are born “good”, we are born to love, to laugh, to be kind, be compassionate, to guide each other and we possess the gift to recognize each other as kindred soul friends that are sharing a path even if its only for a brief moment in time.
So why do we start to mistrust, dislike, disapprove, disassociate, hurt, judge and hate? Based on what I had just witnessed, and other observations throughout my life, its clear that we learn through watching and mimicking. We mirror behaviour because we think “this is how we’re supposed to act.”
We learn to fear people that are different than us, learn prejudice, racism, our sense of entitlement and learn other behaviours that class or judge people.

As a child I remember hugging, kissing and asking complete strangers to be my friend. I’m sure many of you were like that. In fact I think I met a few of you that way😊. Somewhere this natural expression of love gets suppressed.
I still see “familiar” strangers that I want to hug. But I don’t, because that would be fricking weird my friends and I’d likely get punched or even get arrested 😊. But, I still think about doing it. Many times I’ve been chatting with an elderly person and they will hold my hand, or hug me, or kiss my cheek, it’s as if their natural state to be loving returns.

Little kids and old folks, they’ve got “that loving feeling” going on. Oh man, what the hell happens to us between 4 and 92.

TO’K ~ 🌹❤️

Toni O’Keeffe ~ The Whimsey Angel