Well if J. thinks she has been a blog hog.

Then I have been a blog slug.

I know that doesn't rhyme, but that is me,

a blog slug!

Anyway, it's Friday J. is in Florida and I'm relaxing at home and before this week was over

I did want to talk about books. Like J., I too have a strong passion for books and reading, and I am never without a pile of books by my bed, in my kitchen or piled on the coffee table in the living room. But what has been the most curious of things is that for the past three years I have not been able to finish a novel, other than the one's chosen for our book club monthly gathering. Before starting this post I took a look in my bookcase and shocked myself to see that almost all of the novels in there were half finished! Now that is not to say that I am not reading...oh no...that would never happen...it's just the novels that I can't seem to get myself lost in and finish. The list of books that I have been reading is too long and probably too boring for most, so I will not tell of them...I will just say that I have been on a journey of self discovery that keeps me reading books filled with words that have transformed my life. I also have this funny little belief that when you are ready for information that will change your life, the book will appear, it won't be forced upon you and will sometimes turn up in the most unusual places. So I will share one precious book...probably the book that started this whole journey of mine over ten years ago.

I was in one of my favourite shops here on the island and looking through the selection of their books. It was the end of November and I picked up this beautiful book, its light blue cover with the soft white feather drew my attention. I held it gently in my hands for some reason and then looked around to see if the bench nearby was free so I could sit and take my time to look through it. Of course, the bench was free and probably waiting for me, so I sat and practically read the whole book right there. I knew I had to have this book, but Christmas was close and I thought it a great idea to tell the kids that this would make a perfect gift for me for Christmas morning. So I placed the book back on the shelf and started to walk away. Within a few seconds I heard a thud and turned around to see the book had fallen from the shelf to the floor. I walked back to pick it up to place it carefully this time back on the shelf. It took a few minutes to find the right spot, it seemed the book just didn't want to go back.

So Christmas morning came and I was so excited to open my gift and to finally have this book in my hands. Gifts opened...no book. I was puzzled. Not that my gifts were unappreciated, it was just that I really thought I was going to get my book.

Now it's the week between Christmas and New Year, shoppers are out in huge numbers, sales are in full swing and I head directly to the shop, it was clear that I had to purchase this book for myself. All the way there I am convincing myself that I will be too late, someone else just had to have bought it by now. But, I was wrong, so wonderfully wrong. There it was waiting for me. I was so happy.

We walked home together...the romance had begun.

At this time I was attending the Humanities program at the University and my class was scheduled for that evening, so I had to rush home grab my books and leave right away. Driving home at 10:00 pm that night, I was so tired all I could think about was my soft white bed waiting for me. A quick wash, pj's on and into bed...my precious book would have to wait until tomorrow.

Well it seemed as if as soon as my head hit the pillow I was out like a light. But it didn't last long my eyes popped open at around 2:00am, I tossed and turned but just could not seem to go back to sleep. The only thing to do was to get up put the kettle on, make a hot cup of camomile tea and go back to bed, pillows propped up , snuggle back under the covers, sip my tea and read my book. For some reason I started to read this book from the back , and there on the inside flap of the back page was a photo of this beautiful dark haired woman. It said that she and her husband lived in Seattle where she held workshops and training seminars.

The next morning without any hesitation I phoned the number listed in the book. I was told that the author and her husband had now moved to California and that a week long workshop was coming up to be taught at Esalen, in Big Sur, California. Right there I gave my information and booked myself to attend. I didn't hesitate for one second.

The week at Esalen was the beginning of my journey to self discovery.

The book is Space Clearing by Denise Linn.

After Esalen I went on to attend Denise's International School of Interior Alignment, where I graduated as a Practitioner and Master Teacher of Interior Alignment, Instinctive Feng Shui.

Please visit Denise at her blog http://www.deniselinn.com/blog/?cat=1