Wry Vita - Marion Ryan's personal blog - blog designer, business coach, lawyer of attraction and good-enough mum

Perfect Moments

2009-07-19T19:52:20+01:00

God, I'm happy today. I'm having a life moment of unadulterated bliss and what's great about that is there is plenty of reason for me to feel bummed-off but instead I feel happy. And isn't that just the perfect way...

Customer Service - Hot and Not

2009-07-16T08:20:42+01:00

I popped into the local video shop the other day to rent an X-Box game for Our Kid only to find - Saturday evening - the one he wanted wasn't available. As there were only 827 other options to choose...

Mama, thank you for who I am...

2009-07-15T00:08:49+01:00

Took the Wagster for a walk this morning in the sunshine, reflecting on how my life has changed this year - for poorer and for richer. Happened upon Il Divo on my Ipod, listened to this and had a good...

Cracking Up - In More Ways than One

2009-07-12T17:29:12+01:00

Thanks to Cork Opera House for making me chuckle this morning. In fact, I've been laughing quite a lot this week despite stuff happening that will change the entire course of the rest of my life - and I've no...

Invasion of the Garden Snatchers and Other 'Tails'

2009-07-05T18:18:04+01:00

What purpose are these cows serving in my life? Earlier on today, they hot-hooved it up the length of the field where I assume the farmer must have been calling them to their Sunday fry-up. But even as I write these words, they have all come back down and are congregating just outside my fence...

My Happiness Depends on Me

2009-06-08T11:04:06+01:00

Good morning Monday. Last week was a strain. Not all of it of course but in a life of highs and lows, last week's lows were lower than usual. Don't ask me what happened cos I'm not quite sure. No-one...

Having a Bless-Fest

2009-05-30T11:50:03+01:00

It's time to stop and smell the roses, drink the coffee and use those lemons to make lemonade. So here's what I'm grateful for right now... The dawning of a warm sunny Bank Holiday weekend. Though I don't have a...

Where are Your Manners?

2009-05-01T23:17:54+01:00

I couldn't believe my eyes this morning. The old gent in the petrol station was filling his tank while leaning heavily on two crutches. He hobbled over to the shop and was just approaching the door when Ms Corporate Snotty-Drawers coming out of the shop also reached the door on the inside. With it being a glass door and him hardly fit to stand, I assumed she'd hold the door open while he staggered in, instead of which she opened the door, walked through and let it slam shut behind her as the two of us looked on in disbelief/

Choose your Thoughts from the Buffet of Life

2009-04-30T09:44:05+01:00

"We want you to enjoy the contrasting experience, just like you enjoy the contrasting buffet. And we want you to reach the place (and practicing Virtual Reality will help you to gain this confidence) that whenever you're in front of...

Winning Websites

2009-04-29T13:56:52+01:00

Well, how wonderful is that - my website and blog design business, ReadySteadyBlog has won an award for one of its website designs! The EveryWoman Network award for best website home page.

Birthday Joy and Sadness

2009-04-27T21:28:51+01:00

Two of my favourite people in the world have next-door birthdays. First, there's Joe, my pops, who yesterday was 84. He is a grumpy old sod with a heart of solid gold. Actually, he's less grumpy than he appears. Fact...

Tap, tap, tap at the EFT World Summit

2009-04-26T15:41:29+01:00

Yesterday I cried and realised I was still holding resentment about it. Strange thing is, I really haven't thought about it consciously for years yet for it to have surfaced yesterday out of nowhere means I'd never let go of it. It was a bit like bursting a nasty little pimple! I could feel where the emotion was (in my tummy) and could easily assess how bad it was at the start (a 9).

Terry's Chocolate Orange - For Life or Just for Christmas?

2009-04-10T14:18:37+01:00

Nothing less important to share this Good Friday lunchtime than an international conspiracy that I am right at the centre of and note that I have less than 48 hours to get this sorted. So syringe your ears, put your specs on and pluck away any stray nasal hairs that could prove detrimental in the olfactory department because what I'm talking about today is something that deserves the attention of all your senses.

"I had the blues cos I had no shoes..."

2009-04-09T12:39:12+01:00

"I had the blues cos I had no shoes; till out on the street, I met a man who had no feet". Watch this inspirational video.

Inspirational Books

2009-04-09T12:05:00+01:00

I love biographies and find this sort of story inspirational. I love the evidence of the strength we find within ourselves when we find ourselves between a rock and a hard place. I love getting an insight into other people's characters and a reminder that life serves up challenges as a matter of course.

Learning to Love a Teenager

2009-04-08T11:05:50+01:00

...I thought that Harry Enfield / Kevin the Teenager sketch was an exaggeration. Now I know the truth is the BBC made Harry tone it down in order not to cause a population implosion and send pre-teen parents running for the underground bomb shelters...

Getting into Gear: Quarter 2

2009-04-01T16:56:09+01:00

It's been a long time, I know. But life goes on. It's 1st April. Today we start the second quarter of 2009, another new beginning and another opportunity to seize the day, let go of the past and look forward....

Death is Only a Horizon

2009-01-31T15:38:00+00:00

For life is eternal, Love is immortal, Death is only a horizon, And a horizon is nothing But the limit of our earthly sight.

2009-01-12T08:00:00+00:00

Thanks for dropping in. I'm Marion Ryan, website and blog designer, business coach, lawyer of attraction and good enough mum... Check out my website / blog design business, my website and discussion group for life & business coaches, my own...

My Brilliant Future

2008-11-08T22:55:02+00:00

Last night I had a dream. And though I didn't exactly dream I saw the promised land, you could say it was my own small MLK moment. I was standing in Dublin's O'Connell Street, reputed to be the widest urban...