You gotta do what makes you happy! For me it’s roller skating…
I can still remember the first time I saw roller skates.
I was 5 years old and we were driving through Canberra on a family holiday. I saw another kid stumbling along a suburban path near our holiday house, and thought it looked like so much fun! I knew I wanted a pair.
I was blessed with my first pair of strap-on skates for my 6th birthday. I loved them so much I wore them out, upgrading to better set of strap-ons the following year!
When I was 12 I got my first pair of white boots, and they were never off my feet. I can remember skating around the streets of Eastwood shopping precinct on a Saturday morning while my mum was working. The mulit level carpark, McDonalds, The Shopping Arcade. No area was out of bounds in those days!
When the Carlingford Big Roller finally opened, it was Friday night skate, boys, and The Pizza Hut afterwards. They were fun days! I even had my first driving lesson in the skating rink carpark!
Skating has never completely left my life. When I had the chance to take up roller derby in 2012, I knew I had to do it! It’s a crazy, full contact sport, full of action, athleticism, exhilaration, fun, and a real chance of injury. I escape twice a week into this parallel universe, and it gives me so much joy!
There’s nothing quite like doing something you love is there? Roller skating makes me happy.
Lessons from a Hair Iron Salesman….
I’ve always been fascinated by what makes people tick.
This includes what motivates people to take a certain path or make a certain decision, including buying a product, a making a booking for something such as a workshop or consultation.
I love being sold to. In fact, it’s impossible for me to say an outright ‘no’ to a good sales person. A good salesperson is never ‘pushy’ but knows what it takes to make an intelligent sale.
Take Roberto, my hair iron salesman.
He knew I was a buyer, before I even sat in the chair. I had the unruly badly straightened hair for a start!
But it was more than that…
I was a buyer, BUT, I had a whole range of excuses as to why I could not buy his particular product. These reasons included “nothing is as good as a GHD brand”; “it doesn’t get hot enough to do a good job”; “I don’t want to waste my money on an inferior product”, AND, “I can’t afford it right now!”
Roberto was smarter than that, and within 5 minutes he closed the sale. $200 just like that. Would you like to know how?
He handled my objections before I even made them. We didn’t need heat, because the iron had infrared technology, I wouldn’t waste my money because of the 3 tier warranty where I could take it back to the stall where I purchased it, or if they were no longer there, to another location, and if that didn’t work, to the supplier. He provided the documentation to put my mind at rest.
When it came time to ‘close the deal’ I said I would only buy if there was enough credit available on my card. Guess what? It declined!!
Roberto was ready. He immediately extracted a voucher from behind the counter that gave me $20 off. He retried the credit card, and …….it was approved!!
The purchase was made. $200 easy peasy.
That wasn’t it though. He then gave me a loyalty card entitling me to 14 visits to have my hair styled for free!!!
Consequently, no buyer’s remorse, and a very happy customer. That was in 2011, and it’s still going strong!
The moral to this story for the business owner is: know your customer, understand their possible objections and make sure they are dealt with head on; and always let them feel they have made the right decision.
The video evidence! =>
A new year message from the universe…..I’ll take it!
Dearest Krishna,
I was about to wish that your every dream come true. That you find yourself surrounded by friends, laughter, and good times. I almost wished that your every cup runneth over financially, romantically, spiritually, and creatively. That good health be your faithful companion, peace your guarded ally, and love your perpetual guide. When suddenly, it dawned on me that as an infinite, powerful, fun-loving gladiator of the Universe, with eternity before you and the power of your thoughts to help shape it… it’s you Krishna Everson, who will be granting wishes this year.
I’d like peace on earth, please –
The Universe
2014 here I come!
All in all 2013 was a pretty good year, and I know that 2014 is going to be even better.
We spent the year settling into what was mum’s home, and is now ours. It began a little shakey. Lily develped OCD after mum’s death, and that was challenging initally, but she has settled down now.
I killed a few of mums plants out of neglect, but I’m getting on top of the garden now, and really enjoying it. It’s a fun learning curve, and I like pottering amongst the greenery.
As the new year begins my husband Deane and I await news from the bank for the purchase of his massage clinic and the 3 bedroom flat above, so we are pretty excited about that. If it goes ahead it will be a ripper start to the new year!
The children go into year 3 and year 9, and are very happy at their school.
I’m looking forward to a cranking Roller Derby year and as well as inviting my friends to my inaugural competitive public roller derby bout. Bring it on #BOOM!
So I have a few resolutions, and I’m pretty good at keeping them. They help keep me focused on what it is I actually want for my life.
Blessings to you, blessings to me, and blessings to our families for a RIP SNORTER of a year!
With Love always….
Krishna xx
Is your name and number tied to your destiny??
This week I went on a quest of a different kind. In search of a roller derby NUMBER. I have already chosen a name (I’m keeping it under wraps a little longer), but I also get to choose a number to go with it.
It’s 137, and a little bit spooky!
Here’s why…..
I decided to check out some numerology, to see if there was a good fit. I’m not overly into this kind of thing, but in the name of exploration, though it might inspire something. It was suggested that the name on our birth certificate is the ideal one to choose for a numerology reading.
Just one problem. I have 2 birth certificates with 2 different names – Krishna Louise Wilson (I was christened this by my adoptive parents), and Cherie Lodge (a name I discovererd 20 years later that was given to me by my biological mum).
So which should I choose? I decided to try both.
I discovered a site where I could analyse it. I was gobsmacked to discover both names get the exact same reading. Yes, that’s right. Two completely different names, with the exact same reading, across 3 types of analysis – Destiny, Soul Urge and Inner Dream. I was blown away!!! Talk about ‘a little bit spooky’….
This is what it said:
Your number is: 1
The characteristics of #1 are: Initiating action, pioneering, leading, independent, attaining, individual.
The expression or destiny for #1:
A number 1 Expression denotes the skilled executive with keen administrative capabilities. You must develop the capacity to be a fine leader, sales executive, or promoter. You have the tools to become an original person with a creative approach to problem solving, and a penchant for initiating action. Someone may have to follow behind you to handle the details, but you know how to get things going and make things happen. You have a good mind and the ability to use it for your advancement. Because of these factors, you have much potential for achievement and financial rewards. Frequently, this expression belongs to one running a business or striving to achieve a level of accomplishment on ones talents and efforts. You have little need for much supervision, preferring to act on your own with little restraint. You are both ambitious and determined. Self-confident and self-reliant must be yours, as you develop a strong unyielding will and the courage of your convictions.Although you fear loneliness, you want to be left alone. You fear routine and being in a rut. You often jump the gun because you are afraid of being left behind.
The negative attributes of the 1 Expression are egotism and a self-centered approach to life. This is an aggressive number and if it is over-emphasized it is very hard to live with. You do not have to be overly aggressive to fulfill your destiny. The 1 has a natural instinct to dominate and to be the boss; adhering to the concept of being number One. Again, you do not have to dominate and destroy in order to lead and manage.
Your Soul Urge number is: 3
A Soul Urge number of 3 means:
With the Soul Urge number 3 your desire in life is personal expression, and generally enjoying life to its fullest. You want to participate in an active social life and enjoy a large circle of friends. You want to be in the limelight, expressing your artistic or intellectual talents. Word skills may be your thing; speaking, writing, acting, singing. In a positive sense, the 3 energy is friendly, outgoing and always very social.You have a decidedly upbeat attitude that is rarely discouraged; a good mental and emotional balance.
The 3 Soul Urge gives intuitive insight, thus, very high creative and inspirational tendencies. The truly outstanding trait shown by the 3 Soul Urge is that of self-expression, regardless of the field of endeavor.
On the negative side, you may at times become too easygoing and too optimistic, tending to scatter forces and accomplish very little. Often, the excessive 3 energy produces non-stop talkers. Everyone has faults, but the 3 soul urge doesn’t appreciate having these pointed out.
Your Inner Dream number is: 7
An Inner Dream number of 7 means:
You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning.Copyright © 2006 Paul R. Sadowski (http://www.paulsadowski.com)
So what do you think? Cool huh. It leaves me wondering. If we change the spelling of our name (as some have done), does it change our destiny, or are we kidding ourselves, and running from who we are. Can our destiny be found in numbers. Are we called a particular name for a reason? I think this analysis is pretty accurate too.
What do you think? I’d love to hear your perspective on this.
Still pondering…
Krishna xx
Far out!! I can’t move my legs!
Tight arse Tuesday, has a whole new meaning.
That’s right.
Sunday was D-DAY (derby day), I officially started ‘rolling’ as a new ‘freshie’ (fresh meat) member of the Coastal Assassins Roller Derby.
We learnt T-starts, sticky skating, and how to slide along on our knee pads, when we fall. So much fun! Pretty much 2 solid hours in a squatted position.
And YEP. I think it’s pretty cool.
But today is Tuesday, and all I can do is shuffle along, my thighs are so sore, even my butt cheeks are aching on day two after my initiation.
This is actually really good news, and why it’s ‘Tight Arse Tuesday (TAT for short).
It means my muscles are being activated, and during the healing and recovery phase will get stronger and firmer. It beats the gym!
Bring on my new healthier, fitter and more toned body, on. Woot!
What do you do to stay in shape?
Keep on rollin’
Krishna xx
P.S. Not quite sure how I’m going to walk down the hill to pick my daughter up from the bus stop!
The stars are aligned…it’s Roller Derby time!!
When you plant an intention, guess what! It will probably happen! (Unless you confuse the issue by pulling it up at the root, and starting again).
This week, a weakly planted intention a few months ago, not only took root, but sprouted!!
I’m talking about – joining the Roller Derby League.
It began a few months ago, when I very ‘tounge in cheek’ pinned a roller derby image onto my pinterest page, with a comment that it was on my bucket list. The fact is, before that, it wasn’t, it was just a distant, ‘wouldn’t it be fun to…’ notion.
This week – everything – changed. It’s become a REALITY! Well, almost…
Here’s how the ‘stars lined up’ over the last 2 days:
Sunday: I’m out rollerskating randomly with the children, in a street I’ve NEVER been in, and this guy approaches me and asks “are you in the roller derby”. I’m like, well, “no, but I’d love to have a go”. He says, “there’s a freshie tryout in a couple of weeks, you should come along”. I’m thinking HELL YEAH! It turns out his wife is in the Sunshine Coast league, The Coastal Assassins, that they meet twice a week and they’re looking for, ahem, ‘fresh meat’.
The next day (yesterday), I run into Kirsty at Freddy Fuddpuckas (my favourite coffee local), who’s a member of the Assassins, got chatting, and can come along as her guest. Oh, and “would I like to come for a street skate”, I’m like HELL YEAH!
There was also an article in yesterdays paper – The INTERNATIONAL Rollercon Derby League is being held in Caloundra, in November, I’m like REALLY?, what a co-oincidence…..am I going? HELL YEAH?
Oh, then I see an add on TV, for ‘Whip It’ a movie about Roller Derby starring Drew Barrymore. It’s on tonight, on GO, 9pm. Am I watching it? HELL YEAH.
So there you have it. On July 29, there’s an info session, I’m going AND I’m going to sign up!!
Here’s what I can expect from ‘Fresh Meat Training”. Take a peek….doesn’t it look like fun!!
If you want to join me for the information session, let me know! I’m looking forward to this new adventure.
I’d love to hear about what’s on YOUR bucket list!! What’s makes you do a big HELL YEAH??
Marriage and other random pondering…
Earlier this week I tuned in to listen to Amanda Foy’s ‘The Goddess Imperative” program on Blog Talk Radio where she and Juli Dubois where discussing the sexuality continuum from monogamy, to the desire to have multiple partners, and kind of everything in between. The main crux was that we all have a different spot on the radar, and it’s okay, as long as we communicate it with our partners, that it’s important to be our true self, and it’s not okay with the other party, that’s okay, and well, we can move on.
I’m not so sure about that. It got me to thinking about where I stand on the subject.
I guess I would call myself a serial monogamist!! When I was younger I had the biggest crushes, for months even years!!! Soul-deep. But my heart always belonged to one. At a time.
So what is it about marriage. How can we have a marriage if we are in the ‘anything goes’ variety of relationship. What’s the point? Is there a point? I guess at my core I believe in go forth and mulitply and the ideal place for this to happen is in a marriage. Not the only way. But the ideal way.
Now before you start ranting, please be assured that this blog is not taking a moral stance, it’s just where I stand personally. I’m not pushing anything on anyone else, and hope you won’t do that to me in this forum either.
Back to marriage. I am the first to admit I have an unhealthy view of marriage. There is a lot of inner conflict about it. At one level I am quite cynical about it, and find wedding photos of newly weds a little sickening really. At the other end of the scale, I attach self-worth to marriage. I want to be married. I feel better about me being married. This is a belief I have held for a while that needs letting go, I know it’s twisted. But it is how I feel if I am honest with myself.
I often wonder why gay couples even want to marry. Don’t they see that the marriage institution is a shambles? That few survive? Why would they want part of that. I guess it’s about worth. Self worth. Human rights too. Do they really want to be married? Or do they want to be recognised. What is that about? I know that they say they should be able to spend the life with a loved one, we all want that. But. Gee. Marriage is bloody hard, it’s certainly no walk in the park!!
This leads me to ponder where all of this ‘happy ever after’ stuff came from anyway. I could count healthy marriages I know on one hand! If the law of attraction is as simple as some say…..wouldn’t we be all married to our ‘Prince/Princess Charming’? If we grow up thinking that we are going to find the love of our life, get married, and everything else will be hunky dory, wouldn’t we all have that? I would be interested in what the LOA’ers have to say about that. Just asking.
Oh yeah. And while I’m at it, what is it that makes us love the people that are wrong for us and hate those that are right for us! I have loved some dorks in my time. Like, why am I drawn towards Sheldon (I want to pinch his cheeks, and do illogical things to him), House (something about his disconnectedness and arrogance that is strangely appealing), Detective Elliot Stabler from Law & Order SVU (Broody and unavailable). And then, some of the guys that have loved me, but I have rejected have been bloody good catches! Human beings are so stupid sometimes!
Anyway. I’ve blogged this because it’s been on my heart. I hope I don’t cause too much offence. It’s just my thoughts and feelings, that’s all.
Blessings to you…
Krishna
Death, dead and dying – what it means to feel alive
This unexpected personal blogging journey began recently when my mum was diagnosed with stage 4 cancer. Lung cancer that has spread to her bone.
That was just two months ago, and now that the initial shock has passed, I think anger has set in. I wasn’t expecting that.
My earliest experience of death was when my pet Chihuahua Jonnie got hit by a car when I was in grade 4. I remember it very clearly, as it was before school on the day of my school photo shoot, and my sad face is immortalised in my photo album alongside my other school memories. I can remember how it felt to gently touch his small still body that dad had wrapped in an old yellow bed sheet, and the surprise when he didn’t stir as I placed my hand on him to say goodbye.
The first funeral I attended was when I was eight or nine years old. The dad of a family of longstanding friends had passed away from complications of diabetes. I recall it was an issue, because they had not wanted medical intervention due to their religious beliefs and had prayed for his recovery. God had different ideas. The image in my mind is of his daughter Joanne, about 12 at the time, desparately trying to hold back her tears of grief as his life was celebrated. How difficult that must have been for her.
The first time a close friend passed was when I was 19. He was an old boyfriend from school and had been a talented musician with a great future. This was the first time I experienced anger around a death. At the time I was living in Queensland, and he in Sydney, and I arrived unannounced, only to discover he had taken his own life the day before. I was devastated! If only I had phoned to let him know I was coming. He would have had someone to share his sorrows with. I may have been able to prevent his suicide. I cried buckets of tears at his funeral, along with hundreds of others. It was a big event, with many musical celebrities present. What a waste. He felt he couldn’t measure up. That was a lie, and it made me angry.
My last death experience was my dad’s. He had early onset Alzheimers, and due to complications of his disease, contracted pneumonia. His death at 69 was bitter sweet. Just 2 weeks before he passed he completely lost his ability to play the trumpet (the love of his life), and had all but given up living. The day he died, mum had planned to put him into respite care, but hadn’t told him yet. She was spared the task of doing so, as he passed away before she needed to say a word. Mum, my brother and I were all in the room when he took his last breath. Oscar Peterson Trio jazz was playing on the CD player – he fell silent during track 8 entitled “Things Ain’t What They Used to Be”. You got that right Dad – you got that right!
So here I am at 46. Mum’s diagnosed with lung cancer having never smoked in her life. It’s spread to the bone. She’s pissed. I don’t know what to say, how to act, who to turn to! At some point my stilted relationship with my brother is destined to crack open. We are waiting in anxious anticipation for what is going to happen next. The silence is deafening!
Yep. That’s what it means to be alive. No longer numb. Feeling angry, sad, resentful, thankful, uncertain, fearful……all at the same time! I need to tell myself it’s okay to feel. I need to be okay about mum being and acting angry. I need to allow all of those affected by what’s happening right now to process it their own way.
I need to F….E….E….L…..
Perhaps that’s what it means to be alive……
Graciously…
Krishna
Help! I have a teenager…
My son turned 12 last week.
His birthday is on Anzac day. It was his due date and he turned up right on cue, and at a very respectable 12.48pm! God love him!
I love him so much. He is a beautifully sensitive boy, and we have the same sense of humor. We just get each other.
The other thing we have in common is our inner sensitivity. The difference is I’ve learnt to hide mine behind a tough exterior, but his is there for all to see. Now he is hitting the tumultuous teens, he’s really feeling it deeply, and it shows. There’s been tears every day after school this week. He’s an easy target at school, and the kids on the bus aren’t kind (one particular girl in particular), and he reacts emotionally.
Quite frankly I’m not sure how to handle it.
I’m posting this as a call for – well, something! I’m not sure what! Not sure who to talk to or where to turn. Most of my friends are past this stage and just respond with knowing glances and “oh yes, I remember’s” or “glad I’m past all that”…..
So my plea is HELP!! What can I do to help him navigate this turbulent time, and how and when do I leave him to learn his own lessons, and carve his own path.
Thank you to those reading my posts.
I appreciate you!
Blessings
Krishna
