2018 The Year of ZEST!

RoselleQuin #ootd #maldita #michaelkors #skagen #evernew #guess

It's going to be "art a day" no if's no buts!

2018 has a zesty come on for me with all the juiciness and overflowing feels of creativity.  I've stomped the dust off my boots from all eeks' of the past; forward and inspired is my aura.

Let me thank you though, 2017!!You were such a sweetheart of a year, truly. Not that you didn't have a freak side...but so what? The entirety of your days was magnanimously love filled. Yes, and I feel the charm bomb flooding through the coming days and months! It is sweet and spice and every conceivable nice. And if there are sour days, well, heck'...I'll sit them down and talk them to behave. Life's short to be moping about or complaining, specially now that I'm a couple of months to half a century, eeeeks..that sounded archaic, hahaha! 😀

#rosellequin #rosellequinart 

 Anyways, I have got me the young feel vibes so I'll ride on that. It's health and fun and art and gratitude, and just pure love. Got no time for anything else. Ciao!

' Coffee and Felicity! :D

“The thought of two thousand people crunching celery at the same time horrified me.” 

― George Bernard Shaw

Alas, I will never be a vegetarian! There, I've said it. I've no war against greens, in fact, I'm dear fond of the lot - well most, but lettuce sanctimony isn't one of my noble virtues. 

I did try once or twice, but square things about yourself, you ought to face. The silk smooth glide of a fluffy  tomato-basil omelette is a sample of  luscious temptation. Unjustly depriving myself is a thought too terrible. Truly, I am carnal, sigh! 

Oh, I do admire my vegan and vegetarian friends. The ones with years have proven the merits of their chosen lifestyle. They posses a certain calmness - a lightness -  and are true founts of nutritious wisdom. I've become a more sensible, more aware eater because of them. 

It was a rather stale afternoon, laced with stifling heat that prompts stodgy headaches when I stumbled on the archived picture above. Why ever do I take food photos, one would never know, except to reason that it provides a sort of offbeat delight.  

That warm lovely tomato crepes with that creamy fresh asparagus topped on toast touches a bouquet of bucolic memory for me. I am raptured back to that sonorous breakfast morning, to that rich black coffee sip, to that person and our affable companionship, and to the whole of it delectably good and well. A pretty frame of a sumptuous life, you could say is - love and thrice felicity.

" Discovering The Sweet Potato Soul Lady " :D

I feel strangely ill touched today like coming down with colds. Chesty feels, acid reflux, muscle aches and lethargy seeping in. All the icky ugh works and I know where this is heading. Must shake the feeling! This lasts a day or a couple of days so I need to take in lots of fluids and sleep it off. A good yoga stretch and some light cardio to break out sweat will probably make me feel better later.

Memorably Singapore last August 2017

Right now, I'm sipping organic Echinacea Tea which I bought from my favorite organic  store,  Healthy Options but is available online as well. The brew is calming my senses and unclogging my sinuses. I'll lay off on the coffee and stick to caffeine free tea for the rest of the week. For good measure I'm mediating later. I don't have candles but calming music will ground me. 

Regrettably,  I slacked off from my workout which was gaining ground a week ago. At seven am today, before the husband left, he candidly reminded me of my routine and added I looked svelte the last time we went out last Friday. Flutter eyes me, haha!

It's only Tuesday and I  sure can see what three days of junk food binging can do to my body. Mcdonald's had that new garlic parmesan spicy chicken burger, and on a whim, yesterday, I impulsively had to try it! Can you believe that?!?

What on earth is wrong with me? All my niggling crazy habits drive me crazy!

BUT, I'm glad my body still visibly responds to the effort I put in. Not as fast as my younger years, need to keep that in mind! What to do is make sure I get consistent, consistent, consistent! Yes, as consistent as I've been with my acne treatment which is about already clear, thank the good Lord!

I looked disastrously creeps last month and remember the moment I couldn't believe how hormonal dried and pimply my skin had developed. The doc said it would take about four weeks regular application of dermatologist prescribed magic serums for my condition to improve. True enough, it did! I have never had skin as good as I do now!

Which got me thinking that if I would apply the same four week method to about anything I want to do, heck, I believe I'd get there! There being the point of whatever it is I want to achieve. 

Tea collection

Reminds me of Danielle Laporte and her "desire goals" approach. Like how do you want to feel at the end of the day, the week, the month, the year? Then wrap your effort around your core desired feelings. I'll get to that in a private journal later. 

Right now, up above's a picture of the Sambal Tuna  I cooked up a month ago. A reminder that I'm capable of decent healthy meals and have no need for craving junk food.

On the subject of food, there's a Youtube lady I find wonderful! I found her channel yesterday while searching for healthy prep meals. She goes by the name SWEET POTATO SOUL! How lovely is that, haha!

When I say amazing, I mean she is totally amazing! Sweet potato may be so much younger than I am but I just connect with her vibe! Here's a sample video from her channel. 

She makes me want to become vegan! Realistically, I don't  think I  can give up a few slices of meat and fish, but she inspires me to rewire my brain and retrain my taste buds. Everything she cooks looks delicious! Plus, I adore her cute cozy no fuss kitchen with its well stocked herb collection. As I take note of one meal after the other, I realize how much I truly want my lifestyle and food choices to diversify.

Really, I treasure the phenomenal people the divine heavens reveal to me, whether online, through a book,  or in my walking life. Every soul I meet  addresses an answer, a help, a lesson that prods and pushes me towards the attainment of my life goals and the revelation of my higher self. 

The Dawn with Questions: Whines, Caprices and Fizzled Messages

This Tea pic taken at Shangrila Hotel BGC

“No one can lose either the past or the future - how could anyone be deprived of what he does not possess? ... It is only the present moment of which either stands to be deprived: and if this is all he has, he cannot lose what he does not have.” 

― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

All these thinkings at two minutes to one in the morning! Always, always something on my mind. I am adrift in thought, considering the merits of the present, the future and what may be. I sit here, in the midst of breaking dawn sipping my lavender tea mulling my questions. What sort one may  ask; big questions, small questions, grand questions, minuscule ones - it doesn't matter what kind, as long as they are

right.

The questions hold the key to clarity. If one asks the right questions, the correct answers come begging. If the mind throws out whines and caprices, like a weathered bent antennae, fizzled messages assail the cerebral.

Being a step in years from one young, naive and wondering, there is conscientious method to my themed queries. A mind behavior, precise and particular. Should I choose one path from the other? Should I consider one goal from the rest? Should I just go for it all?

At one am close to two on a Wednesday pre-dawn moment, one is apt is realize how good life is when saddled by questions, which either way,  bestows nothing less than appealing answers.  

“It loved to happen.” 
― Marcus Aurelius, Meditations

2:14 am

Wednesday

Sipping tea - still.

Nibbling on Quadratini Dark chocolate wafers.

Champagne Soul and Bamboozled Wants :D

I was in the little marmy' loo' in FullyBooked yesterday when a polished darling lady flashes a smile and proclaims that  I, moi',,,the foggy feely greeny cloaked me...look - fantastic, haha!

Took me by surprise and a quick two second' to fitly respond! It was dear loveliness to be appreciated by another woman, and I warmed to her attention dolling fruity shy thanks, lavishly wishing her a pleasurable rest of the day! The lady beside her was beams as well, and we all three basked ourselves in a true activated magic moment of strangers connecting in a bubbly fizz of toasty merry female bonhomie geniality! Exquisite champagne soul experience.

I want to be as gutsy gallant as she is, shun self-consciousness dotting people with natural encouragement. Not that I needed attention, but coming from a cave of agh' hacking wheezy feelies' and touched by the morbs, it sure was sunny shine to be eye loved by a human angel. 😍

I'm going all out tutu and go for a pic of me in shades
- for the sake of posterity, haha!

Spent dinner evening with a dear dear friend and her beau - and my hearty' is floodlighted with cheer wishes for spells of long lasting love days. I bless bestow these folksies' with tenderness and life filled togetherness. Happiness multiplies when I see my soul hearts settled. All joy.

Me' thinks I'll take out the pretty pink candles and make a ritual of speak-casting goodness towards everyone I meet! Makes me feel breezy comet sparkly alive just thinking of doing so.

I want my surrounds, my aura to be pulsating glitters laced with silvery charity, and golden providence upped from a heart vitalized by the Source of Life. Speaking of which, this morning I was struck blessed to spend sufficient moment with the Divine Spirit of Life. In doing, I likely found my word for the year
-- "The Bloom"!!

The Bloom..The Bloom...How fabulous is that, haha!

Meditations centered on the Book of Luke telling of Angel Gabriel's visitation with a  Holy pronouncement of Good News for Mother Mary. The message was personally, one - for -the - books, I'd say, lols! Like I was being word lifted to accept upon my spirit the same cheer, with a certainty that it's all good and there's no need to be afraid, whatsoever. The power of the Highest, overshadows.

Thomas Kempis is a soul guide too. His Imitation of Christ is ever by my side and the fresh morning found me in his pages where communion with reflection spoke of instruction on how to determine your PATH. 

What I most found striking was the phrase that centered on how personal wants and yearnings can actually get an upgrade - only, it was referenced as ' growing to maturity'... Something I want qualified in my life. - I mean, really, if one keeps on pining for the same bamboozled wants then it goes to follow that one gets the same life over again, packaged in a different box, but of the same baggage still. That's what makes life feel like a choking trap. Different day, different problem, same circus circumstance. Samaskara. 

It's the newness of attitudes that refreshes life. 

In Facebook, I usually share a garland of Three Thoughts to up my day. As I look to my morning devotion, I'm inspired to surmise the following divine feminine thoughts:

🎄If you live from a humble heart of innocence you need not dread, dismay, despair of anything. God is your practical guide - wisely advising what to do. With life values in place, you will always have the upper hand! #enlightenedmind #clearconscience #straightpath

🎄Holy Devotion and artful prayer cure all sorts of diseases of the heart. One has the look of health. Breathing is easy not gut labored. The tongue is effortlessly word satin smooth,  untangled from knots of senseless chesty negativity.  Spiritual life valves are healthy; worthless bickerings, acidic disputes, tiffs, and foul fuss have no rancid ego space to regurgitate from. Remember, no argument will matter when one is stiff dead in the grave, haha! Pointless.   #glowingaura #preservedpeace

🎄Holy Devotion and artful prayers make for a charmed day! There is childlike adventure and wonder wrapped in the minutes. The smallest steps have profound meaning. When stressed, the gaps within air give available kindness as needed. Our actions are moderated towards compassion and politeness, sheltering us from being unexpectedly rude, in turn giving us inner calm and the confidence of appropriate self - love with a peace that benefits others. #positivevibes #upliftothers

What I Wore to the Cooper's! :D

Poor bloggy boo'...haven't updated you for a month, tsk! tsk!..How dusty forlorn you've become, ( insert sad face, hah!) I've been here and some, it was all FUN,  but nothing written to mark those events...Ahhh....how could I!?! Never the mind, I'm typing back, conversing with spirit and air, banishing blogdom'' dullness and saying aye 'to writing beginnings! :D

Couple of swanky Saturday's back, we ( and by we, it's the Hubs and I of course) double dated with the dashing Mr. and Mrs. Cooper. I tell you, that day was darling' fab, all drizzly rainy, the skies floaty with its low fog clouds enfolding roof top buildings. O' ýes, I prefer the rains, the blessed cool kind that filters the air a notch down the pollution bar. For a long while the season of heat we had was merciless and  endless, seriously going on and on for what seemed like a scathing pledge to for-ev-er! Quite unbelievable and truly uncomf'table. 

Anyway, the Cooper's were fantastic lovely folks and we had a high grand evening of talks and laughs. One for the books, I'd say and the memory is for keeps.

Do take a look at that slice of sweet in the pic on the right! Now, that was one amazing slice - just perfect! Before heading to "Italliani's"at Serendra, where we met the Coopers for dinner, the husband and I shared a serving of Sansrival  and had ourselves both a cup of coffee at Larry's Bar. Didn't realize I'd actually luv' the place with its retro red stretched sofa and black fleur style tiles reminiscent of old homes. All these time, I'd just walk past the place and opt for somewhere else...well not anymore. I believe Larry's will be my new hangout of sorts.

Lately. I've been having fun all dolling up with a strange feel like I'm just now growing up! Kinda' grand, really because it feels good. Never really bothered with clothes and bags and other girly twirly stuff for most my life. It would take a great hoity event to make me seriously ponder what to wear.  It would be whatever, a shirt and some old jeans usually. 

The past couple of years  have been a  revelation, so perhaps I'm getting myself groomed better. I take notice now of what makes me feel snazzy great. This new found curiosity could only stem from the fact that the boys are grown and working. I  have me for  me finally. In this pic above I was wearing an..

1. Old US plaid

2. Guess jeans

3. Green sweat by MeMo

4. 7 year old pair of leather  boots

5. Bag by Ever New of Melbourne

After dinner the hubs and I decided to have one drink to cap of the late evening. I was dressed for fun but certainly not for a club the likes of  Bank Bar where everyone was seriously in sexy clubby black dress attire hahaha! I mean, I was dressed to rock  the rodeo, not bob with clubbing democrats. I dunno' but it's unlikely I'm ever going  back to that hive, very chic pulp fictiony' and cool probably - but not my vibe. Once is enough.

It's the joy in your heart. 

Today's Latest Loot is a Hoot, haha! :D

Today's Latest Loot!! by Slidely Slideshow

It's the end of the strain, it's the joy in your heart! :D

No, it doesn't take much to drive me ecstatic! It's one of the things I thank God for - an innate ability to be so appreciative of the slightest cute, the little'lest happy, the simplest pretty. This week's loot proves my lot!

 I went about my usual errands, with a side trip to a  second hand bookstore (as usual), and my usual pre-loved store selling everything second hand, mostly Japanese tea cups, plates, platters and saucers, pots and pans, cabinets, clocks, bikes and golly' dee' doo'...just about anything one can think of. The place is a veritable promise of joy in your heart, and needless to say, I'm thrilled with my teacup finds!

Pushing my supermarket trolly, meantime,  (not the usual supermarket I go to, thank goodie!), I chanced upon a section of handicrafts, ribbons, hairpins and such - lo' and behold' there it was - that ultra- fushia supermarket glamour darling of a tote hahaha! I'm a sucker for summery type native bags and  fell ever so tightly totally in love with it! Those beads, those beads yes, did me in! :D

Who doesn't fancy a bit of shopping, eh?!? Going from one boutique to another curiously ogling the latest fascinating fashion is an  indulgence, and so is scouring malls for that perfect pair of pants or some fancy dress. It's fair fun but nothing though', comes close to the puritanical pleasure of unearthing a fabulous bargain find, because you just KNOW what you hold in your hands is a revelation - a bit of collectible - priced for a song - a thrill for close to nothing!

The "Country Tea Parties" book is utterly delightful! Page after page of glossy paint prints, intimate tea descriptions and proper recipes. Here's the Goodreads description. Clicking on Goodreads would  lead you to the link.

From intimate get-togethers to large social events, tea is the perfect excuse for delightful parties of all kinds. Whether you’re looking for traditional menus of teas and delicate accouterments or you want to host a unique party filled with unforgettable personal touches, Country Tea Parties teems with creative, eminently doable ideas to fit any occasion. Fill your house with fragrant rose petals and invite some friends over to cozy up around a fresh warm pot.

 Airs and Graces is fun. The best kind for a before I sleep book read with a cup of chamomile tea at a convenient reach on the side table. I'm halfway through and look forward to reading it every evening. Here's the book description from the Erica James website:

Ellen has been living on her own in a picturesque, if damp cottage in Cheshire since her husband abandoned her to go and live with another woman in Provence. Having married once for love, she is now determined that the second time around it will be for money. Close at hand is Duncan, her not unattractive, and enticingly single, divorce lawyer… 

But then two new people enter her life: Jo-Jo, a homeless girl several months pregnant; and Matthew, an artist who paints murals in country houses and who, on his first meeting with Ellen, openly criticises her for being mercenary and devious. But, as hostility gives way to friendship, Ellen realises that she has wavered off course from her original plan and she has to remind herself very strongly indeed that Duncan is the man for her.

Starting The Week with A Feels for the Marvelous! :D

“Stop seeking out the storms and enjoy more fully the sunlight.” 

~ Gordon B. Hinckley

Good morning! Glorious feeling over here with sweet sunlight and a rush of  the good life. Life should be good, full of yum and fun and satisfaction. Even in the midst of challenges and the everyday hum- drum ov' it all, there ought to be healthy space for calm and recollection. 

  I am ever so grateful for deep brown/black coffee with just a touch of cream and side serving of cookie. There's inspiration and renewal and that palpitating excitement of newness! This week is going to be vavoom' I can tell! O yes, I can tell because I am gong to MAKE IT SO!!! For one, there's a stash of new books to peruse, one particularly I' m currently so in luv' with! It's a fantastic cookbook - quite vintage, and yes, I'm going to blog about it but not just yet. There's a lot of cooking in sight - plus, I'm planning a bit of a fun happening. 

My exercise routine takes full swing, and so does my doodle art and writing. What's important to me right now is how I feel. I intend to feel my optimal best - mentally and physically HEALTHY!  It would take discipline and a lot of loving - and yes, I'm all for that. I won't look around for inspiration - I will be my own inspiration - and my own discipline officer, haha!

This typing here is  quite a rush as there's something that needs to be done at the moment. I'll be back later to chat this space up. Meantime, all is well, all is fab, all is glam! :D

Poupées and Better Days! ♥L❀VE ♥´

Roselle Quin - Life today with my sweet dollies'! 

My latest lovely poupees' are coming to life, haha! :D  

Today I gave them wings but hair will have to wait as I've yet to visit a yarn shop. Goodness, I am so excited, lols! I've decided to make about twenty or twenty five sweetie's for the whole month of June, as they truly need a host of friendships around them! My inner realm is super artsy at the moment and  it is fantastically the best place to be!

As for the outer realm agh, there is a fuming world of uncertainty and fear mongering where I am. A whole lot of collective gasping, sighing, dark gossiping, frantic analyzing and major dooms day prophesying on a daily by minute basis. It takes nothing to be swept up in the near mass hysterics  as my country's newly elected president makes it his darn vocal point to furnish the nation an off- with-the-head graphic  forecast of what will become of criminals, sans human rights.  I have my own views about this of course, but would rather keep it to myself - except to say that I believe in better days coming,  

I believe that each individual has the the power to create commanding intentions and positive energy. My focus hinges on that - which is why today I have a veritable smile and a glowing resolve to be a healer of days, as well as, a spirituous creator of beauty. 

Singapore Trip and The Great Shout Out for Inspiration

Roselle Quin's Slidely Gallery by Slidely Photo Gallery

If Slidely folds up I am so - ahem' - screwed. I've been posting slides for months now, and if for any  reason Slidely decides to bid adieu, then, alas, all my dazzling posts will be bereft ( as in VOID) of glamour pictures, haha!  And -- the posts hardly make a dent without the visuals, aiks!

Ah, gad, here I am once again worrying, worrying, worrying about anything and everything! It's a grand past time of mine lately, the worrying thing. You name, I'l worry about it! I'm not so batty tho, as I still have a third of my innate sense of humor intact - at least I think so.

In fact, I was over at my SWEET SEMANTICS  blog, chatting it up a bit because that site, wow, it's gone stale! The page is all but a dormant volcano left to snooze for 10 centuries! Strangely, writing there  gave me a surge of typing inspiration which  coursed  through my fingers. Here I am therefore, blabbering and calling out to my writing angels and muses for a much needed and desired visitation.

Oh, my dearest writing angels and muses, come to me, as I desperately  want to revive my writing stamina! I want want WANT my blogging(s) to be more alluring, more....magnetizing...more charismatic...more revealing and connecting. I need to resurrect my sense of semantics and my deep passion for stringing words and offering it bravely to the world!  

Now, about my head tensions, they have eased somehow. For this I am wholeheartedly grateful to our dear Lord and all heavenly divine friends. There is a more "normal" feel to my entire being - more specifically the past days.  I believe I'm getting there. There being the feeling of being entirely, completely healthily my old/new self.  I feel saner, lighter, stronger.

My anxiety  attacks brought about by lingering ails' are quiet and pacified. I am happier...happy enough to get back to my artistic endeavors with renewed vigor. Two dolls are in the making. They are ever so sweet, and I am excited to post about them - very soon.

Diary of My Allergy: Part 1: The Rubber Band Feel

Dang fabulous to have a full set of brows, hahaha! 

 Had myself a field week of running 'ere and there from the docs to fixin'  up  paper work needed to fulfill an endoscopy procedure on my sinuses next week. I was prescribed a set of meds, some to be puffed inside me' nostrils! I'm feeling better, but there's still that band head pressure feel' though not as eeky' as before.

Funny, but my right eye seems to be getting the blunt of it. feeling all scratchy and  pressed. There are times my eyebrow lines feel bloaty botoxed, lols! In this pic, my head was feeling a lot more "pressured" than today.

It was quite the fun in spite of the situation. Somehow it was  "solo traveler" me up in adventures, and I see now how I've dressed the part, haha! :D  After going to St. Lukes, I stowed me'self away in a corner coffee shop and had the time, (finally, imagine that!)  to jot down important notes I've been meaning to dawdle my brains on.

My head had that "rubber band strange string feel,  but count my blessings I did. At least I could breath right, even if I had a bit of a chest cold. Another plus, is I wasn't  weak. Goodness, I hate dwelling on aches and pains, but writing this down gives me a profile of my health history. I've had allergy, rhinitis and sinusitis before, but this is the first time I've been hit this way.

Another fine thing to note is that my skin is 'well, nice, lols! Vanity aside, my "apple cream facial set" is working wonders on me!!! Thank goodness for my beauty guru friend, Rowie, who is smarty pretty on how to make one's skin creamy glow! I swear my brownish spotty melasma isn't as pronounced as before - not that it's no longer visible, but it is, as of the moment, significantly reduced. My face has a brighter healthier aura even with this ill feel I'm carrying.

Took me sooo' long to learn - goodness, should've done this when I was younger! Never to late, lols!

Roselle Quin

The Birth of a Thought on an Ash Wednesday Morning

 O' Jesus, attract my heart, and confirm it in your love. Grant that detached from all things and uninfluenced by the allurements of self love, I may breath only your love,  and neither seek nor love anything but you in all  things. ~ Reflections, Vatican ll

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A dozen fetching cutie possibilities I dunno' where to start! All I know is to  make these series of months pop alive with pinks, lavenders, yellows, creams and all whimsical shade of greens! 

I feel compelled to create so many beautiful dainty things. ornaments, adornments, - by hand - my imagination is running wild with colors & blueprints which tell a tale of pretty. ! 

⊰✿ It is a wild thankful thought melting in the aperture of my wits.  I'm growing into smiles and understanding; an all  encompassing acceptance of every cleverness,  haha!  Maybe this is wisdom, arms outstretched in the quintessence of living. 

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Vanilla Afternoon with my Son! :D

Wee'...woke up really late today. Hubby out of the country and the boys busy with work so it's just

me with everything that involves my own activities. I'm foreseeing a quiet busy two days of writing and the rest of the week filled up with even more writing, art, photo's, a dinner out and meet-up with friends.

I had a charming weekend, with particular emphasis on the "date" I had with my youngest son. I've always wanted to check out this "Vanilla Bakery" place I've heard about and lo, the moment popped up just right in time! It's a pretty gurly' place - with sprays of pastel and lovely frills;   I was glad my son gamely obliging. It was heartwarming to have that private time to hear what's actually going on in his life , work, play, troubles, plans, hopes. As a mom, the ping to step in and give all sorts of advise springs forth naturally. However, I do realize, I must  step back and let them (both my boys) handle their own challenges. Perhaps this will evolve as a ritual with my two sons. It's great going out with friends, there's so much loveliness in that; but to have your own children as lifelong friends, willing and enjoying to lunch you out is a golden blessing. Praise. 

An Afternoon with Mikee by Slidely Slideshow

My Struggle -> Pose

“The quality of your life is dependent upon the quality of the life of your cells. If the bloodstream is filled with waste products, the resulting environment does not promote a strong, vibrant, healthy cell life-or biochemistry capable of creating a balanced emotional life for an individual.” ~ Tony Robbins

Struggle pose I call it; to sit straight on the floor with the back  arched, your arms reaching out in differing stretching angles that require your spine to fully engage with the movements. This was the challenge early morning yoga class.

I get what's it's all about - support and confidence that  your spine will hold you up limber straight, when asked, and flow gracefully supine with the movements. Hah, none of that for me, I'm afraid. Surprise! Surprise!

My whole torso was in a state of stiff, bent puzzlement - like gurl' what the eck' do you want me to do and why, what for, do I really have to?!?  I felt a wave of  complaint as my backbone, new to the experience, simply  couldn't perfect the 'look'. It had a mind of its own opting to bend comfortably, resisting the ensuing straightening, lengthening experience - unsure, questioning, trying, failing, then trying again, and somehow managing to get through the whole experience with a tad of pride that the newness of something, a type of change was hurdled.

For the first time in my life, I'm treating my  body as I would a child - with  the gentleness,  kindness and  firm guided discipline of a responsible parent. Every sweat is  an enlightening joy of  nourishing and creating aliveness. Every movement is an experience,  an adventure that unlocks not only  hidden strength but colorful positive realizations as the process unfolds. 

How wonderful too, to be surrounded by people who  believe that the body gets better, fitter and even stronger as one age,s as long as you have consistent faith  coupled with motivated action to treat yourself with respect and reverence. I affirm that health and vibrancy is mine - because where focus goes, energy flows

IT'S NOT A FANTASTIC DAY AND THEN IT IS!

“The truth is that we can learn to condition our minds, bodies, and emotions to link pain or pleasure to whatever we choose. By changing what we link pain and pleasure to, we will instantly change our behaviors.” ~ Tony Robbins 

What would you do if your morning didn't go as planned?!? Which is exactly what happened to me today. I'm fried friggin' bummed. Same old same old! Last night I had a misted idea of all the great detailed stuff I would  do as soon as the sun cuffee's up my horizon. I slept with a nuzzling rainbow vision of juicy dreams.  Never wrote it down  though. Heck, there's magic when you write down stuff!

SO - fast forward to this moment and I'm swimming  in frustration purgatory! Woe is  me, lashing myself  in regret for...

a. hours gone by that didn't play out well, 
b. the minutes that went awry, rotted and stunk my energy, 
c. disappointing hours without a single goal accomplished.  

Now, as an added bonus of incredulity, ( ah, gad , chuck it!) - I'm nursing a fondling feel of  failure!  My head isn't  buried in sand though and I - know - why things turned kaputs!

The day isn't over, I've a choice to either remain in this low vibrational state - of - being or shift my consciousness into the type of state I'd certainly rather be in. The latter is what I feverishly desire.

Fits in place that for today's ‪#‎affirmation‬ I'm reminding myself that I get what I tolerate!! It's  a fantastic day to stop tolerating excuses within myself, to chuck all limiting beliefs, as well as half - assed fearful states!

It's a fantastic day to use my beautiful strong God given body as a tool to snap myself into a place of sheer will, determination, and commitment.

I can face challenges head on with the core belief that problems are just speed bumps on the road to dreams. And from that place, I take MASSIVE ACTION because I KNOW with an effective and proven strategy — * I can empower myself, reinvent myself, and write my own history. ‪#‎manifestingdesires‬

I think of myself as an efficient person, because as Henry Ford said, "whether you think you can, or think you can't - you're right.

DETAILS OF A THURSDAY MORNING

Roselle Quin

Roselle Quin

Today I realized how much my mind works for and against me. Building up my confidence one moment, then striking me down when the pose is too new, too tough, too twisty and seemingly improbable for my body to flow with‪ #‎dealingwithchange‬. Why bother, the mind mocks, what for? ‪#‎insecurities‬ - then off it pounds with all that is not perfect and all that could go wrong and all that is needed and must be reached and had until the buzz ov' it upstages my core and I fall off the mat, perspiring and frustrated. ‪#‎findingbalance‬

But the pink mat waits kindly ‪#‎bepositive‬, so the monkey mind, I reign it, I hust it, I get back on, and do it again ‪#‎beatthemoment‬, imperfectly, but doing it ‪#‎noexcuses‬- because, the IT is what it's all about. And by the heart pose ending of a trying satisfying session, the chattering was silenced and shamed to submission - overcome by the strength of knowldege that i - did - it. You're growing your spine, literally, says my coach. Best thing I've ever heard this month. 

And these are the details of my Thursday morning. I'm now ready to start my week!
( Yes, this Thursday feels so much like a Monday! ) :D

Roselle Quin

Today's January Morning 2016

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This is my early morning walk - save for the cat picy' which I took yesterday. Meet"Twilight"...infinitesimal cat who follows me wherever I'm at.

I am excited about being here, walking, taking in the expanse of January green which is rarely seen in my city. There is a moment when I take my phone out and click and snap..the bushes..the grass..the pinks, as if by doing so my mind could drink in the site like vitamins to the soul.

Today is a day of "starts"....

A day of starting to write my  glitter goals, starting to journal my spiritual journey, starting to create what I've longed for to manifest and have yet to...starting to believe..truly believe..starting to shower my self with exquisite care..starting to laugh more..starting to share more..starting to trust more....starting to learn more..starting..starting.starting..what a hopeful vibrant synergy of possibilities.

My word for the year is ---vivacious!! 

Can't be helped. 

My follicles and pores are excited. :D

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(✿◠‿◠) ❄ The Royal Touch Gourmet Cafe with Rowie

Roselle Quin with Rowie Barnes 

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I'll have to head back to SM Aura to see for myself! 

According to our friendly server, the "Carolyn Robb Royal Touch Gourmet Bakery" underwent a conclusive critical concept change in their original place! 

Oh...Noooooooo'...that cannot be! I was all eyes and ears agog!

"It's a seasonal thing, cupcakes," she said, "so the menu was spruced somewhat,  I couldn't help  a decibel of distress, "Oh, but surely it's still the same cup-cakery as here, noh?!?  "Well, um,ah..." with bated reluctance, "...it's all kinda' different now," she tsks' to that and nods! 

Quite alarming. I truly must venture. 

There was always the notion of going back of course, but life happens - it always does - and then a year. - I remember sweet how I heaved and sighed at my first bite of that strawberry chocolate red velvet cupsy! Pleasure of pleasures!  I'm not a cupcake gal by any stretch but, wow, was I definitely sold!  Which makes this changing - concept  a trifle upsetting. 

If the cupcakes are no more, then there's a Change.org petition on the mount, haha! 

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Must admit I never did take  particular notice of the good lady, Carolyn Robb.

I was under the peripheral impression she was  likely (just) your regular fancy dessert professional, hall -of - fame cake and  bake pastry winner -  too' smartsy' like that - totally far and above my league in the sweet creativity  arena + hailing from  a land far-a'far somewhere turned super mega - upsy' trillionaire  crafting ribbon-nette  twines of fancy butter creamy mini cakes in paper cones served with coffee or tea, hehehe! :D

Credit to my rosy grey cells, my perceptions weren't all that off mind you, but a little added twist to who she is endeared me a tad bit more.

As it so happened, I was early for my meet at 'Resort's World' with good friend Rowie.
Strolled a bit, and after a search for the perfect quiet to sip the morning up, I came across
"The Royal Touch"    a step behind Cafe Maxim's. 

Roselle Quin - The Royal Touch 

Rowie Barnes

 I had the charm and quaint all to myself and fancied a cup of coffee to while - the - while in writing. 

While waiting my eyes scored, scanned and roamed the entire place resting on the picture of the framed acclaimed woman from whom all frostings flows.

Carolyn Robb, it read,
"Chef to the Royal family herself...preps food and luscious cakes for royal parties..taste the wedding cake of Prince William...etc..etc!
T'was all  tweetum' glory!

Aha'... okay...so that's who she is, brings new meaning to the phrase creme - de la creme, haha!

Dawned on me she must be quite the international celebrity - interesting! Haven't looked her up online but it would be a cute curiosity to dig a'more about her story. I always have a thing for a fine true  life tale.

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Needless to say, the day was marvelously memorable!  My friend, Rowie, and I immensely enjoyed the tea served us. Astonishingly superlative, relaxing with whiffs of petals and woodsy berries swirled with hints of orange vanilla. 

Wait...enjoyed is an understatement!   

We adored both teas we sampled! Some days this good 'ol'   universe plops  you with a refined surprise, in a cup,  and  we sure had a respectable much  of  it! 

A shame tho' that  I can't for  good sense sake recall what teas we savored. There were three choices, so if you're ever by the place, two of those were what we had, haha! 

Jhing,wish you were with us!  If you're reading this, know we're planning a pre -Christmas rendezvous-  this November or early December. The full brunch, lunch, theater, dinner and perhaps even an overnight stay. Missed you here so a take two is pretty most definitely on the works! It'll be quite the party! 

Hasta luego mis amigas! 

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Tea at The Royal Touch