G’day!

Before I start, I want you to know that I am glad you have taken the time to come here and welcome you reading my blog! It has taken decades of thinking, research and getting clarity, before I was ready to start writing my stories, but finally I feel ready to take the plunge and be the change I wish to see in the world.…

My real name is Esther and “Pollyesther” is a nickname first uttered by a close friend on a hiking trip about 15 years ago. He came to it after watching me bring out nut bars all the time when I felt a bit hungry, to combat low blood sugar, jokingly asking if “Polly wants a cracker?” At the time I did not enjoy being called Pollyesther as it gave me a negative feeling thinking about the cheap, synthetic, environmentally unfriendly material. I much preferred wearing natural materials like silk, cotton and wool, so thankfully it did not stick in my circle of friends at the time.

So why on earth did I resurrect it now? The reason is that I now see things a lot different than back in those days and it has taken on a whole different meaning for me that becomes clearer when reading on.

It all started many years back when I held a job that I felt was sucking the life out of me. I felt trapped and depressed. As a result I started having health problems. I resolved that I did not want to continue on this path, which led me on a decades long quest of finding health, happiness and meaning in my life. Sometimes the information I found was useful, sometimes confusing and even overwhelming. There is so much information available in the “self help, spiritual and religious” sectors, that it is hard to see the trees from the forest most of the time.

The one thing that has been clear to me for most of my life, was that I have a strong desire to help others find happiness and make the world a better place for everyone. The research helped me realise that most people (me included) make it far too complicated with thousands of processes to achieve happiness to choose from. Not even starting on all the confusing and negative input from different media in our lives, that tends to bring us back to “reality”.

Recently, my attention was drawn to the old story of Pollyanna, an orphan, who is send to live with her grumpy aunt, who is stuck in her way and full of resentment. At first, her aunt is not impressed with her duty of looking after this unusual girl, but slowly over time warms to her positive attitude and in turn becomes more positive herself!

Pollyanna’s method to being happy is playing the “glad game”, in which she tries to find as many things as possible to be glad about. With this game she manages to cheer up even the most stubborn, grumpy people she comes across. Feel free to look for it on You Tube. Of course this is a fictional story and “real” life is what you and I have to deal with every day. So why is this story so significant?

A few years back my research led me to the discovery of our own influence on our reality by our words and thoughts that result in feelings and emotions. These appear to reach far beyond our own body and influence circumstances, affecting us and others in return. I don’t want to go into explaining about the how’s and why’s as many others out there have excellent material on this for anyone looking to find out more.

We are all familiar with the days where nothing seems to go right for us, for example starting with stubbing your toe getting out of bed, spilling your coffee limping around the kitchen and as a result leaving too late for work to find a traffic jam on your way there as well! Your grumpy boss only adds to the load etc.

What if we had played the “glad game” after spilling our coffee? Maybe we have avoided being in the accident that caused the traffic jam, due to the delay, and arrived at work in one piece? Would our day have been different?

My studies and life experiences have convinced me to answer this question with a resounding YES!

This blog intends to keep it simple and uplift you by sharing real stories about my own everyday life, where I see the results of the “Glad Game” in action. Allow me to be your “Pollyanna” and LET’S PLAY!

With gratitude,
Pollyesther