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Screw that!

Place: the local library

Poison: coke zero

Favourite things: porridge on a winter morning

Sometimes we just need to get a little rough with ourselves.

Sometimes we need to get honest and say ‘Screw that!’

Get rid of it, shout at it, get angry…

Let go of that which weighs us down and set ourselves free.

I’m embarking on a little series, a new one which I have entitled screw that!

Screw perfectionism
Screw control issues
Screw gossip
Screw others opinions
Screw laziness
Screw diva
Screw neediness

To name a few!

Screw those things that hold you down, hold you back.

We’re gonna get a little angry and nail some of the drama queen in all of us and leave some stuff on the dance floor.

Screw it
Screw you!

Talk tomorrow, I’m getting ready for some big changes…

A

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Robots, balloons and birthday cake

Place: nedlands

Poison: 3rd year old birthday cake

Favourite things: colour

I have had an afternoon full of robots, balloons and birthday cake.

Colour and life and all things three years old.

Our friends, Nadia and ziyhad’s little boy Kareem celebrated in style today.

Red, blue and all things boy…together we celebrated at the toy library.

It was a whole new world.

A world full of colour and delight.

Max is too young to soak it all in, but together we watched spell bound by colour.

Robots, a flurry, all smiley and bright

Balloons, a bouncy creating delight

Birthday cake all creamy lit by candlelight.

Life is full of delightful and chaotic moments.

Colour and life are all around.

Intersect the normal moments and choose life.

A

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fortunate

Place: Home

Poison: Cordial

Favourite Things: Lazy Saturdays

As I begin to let go of the past, something rises deep within my soul.

The awareness of my gratitude for the little things. A heart that is thankful.

When we live beyond regret, when we live content in the day and its portion…we truly have the capacity to declare how fortunate we really are.

Every country I have travelled to I have proclaimed this fact.

How is it, that I forget so easily?

Lebanon; I was so aware of the looming nature of war and death

Thailand; I was so overcome by the abuse of women and their sexuality, children used and abused.

Indonesia; I was surprised by the mix of western progression juxtaposed with slum life and poverty

Europe; I was confused by the opulence which seemed to be stuck in its old money. The dust, the leers and the underbelly.

America; I was appalled at the excess, the super sized wastefulness…

Need I go on…Laos, Burma, New Zealand, Islands…

We truly live in an abundant and fortunate country. Australia is not free from its issues, racism, sharks, the treatment of our indigenous…But…

The more I let go of my issues, I let go of my bitterness, I say goodbye to old seasons, I realise just how blessed I am.

We are blessed.

I have chocolate in my cupboard, a half opened champagne in my fridge, I have a curry cooking on my stove and thought nothing of buying my husband a present today just because we could.

My husband brought me flowers this week, I wear expensive jewellery on my hands…we go on holidays whenever we can, i have family who meet together every week.

I am fortunate.

So are you, you just need to reflect a little and start your list.

I am fortunate.

I am blessed.

Life is too short for regret and bitterness, jealousy and strife.

Let go dear friend.

Forgive dear friend.

Find your fortune in a place outside your bank.

Dig deep and find your treasure, it is awaiting discovery.

A

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Fresh

Place: home

Poison: toothpaste

Favourite things: kelley and penny

I am learning to let go.

I think as I grow older, I’m learning this art quicker.

We cannot allow our past to define us, we cannot live in a season that is no longer here, we need to exist in today and prepare for tomorrow.

Gather the wood and wait for God to tell us what to build.

I am in a fresh new space.

I am letting go.

How about you?

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Refuge

Place: home

Poison: toothpaste

Favourite things: catching up with people

Today as Max slept very early this morning I read psalm 34. I am aiming to make this my new practice. To preface my day with something fresh!

It really spoke to me on so many levels.

It’s funny though how for the rest of the day, meaning and reminders from the psalm kept on bouncing back to me as I chatted with friends.

The main thought…

What is it that I take refuge in?

Where do I gain my strength?

I’d love to say from God, from family, from my sense of self…

But today I started to see something else arise.

I saw that my strength often came from many other facets of my life.

I don’t want to live like this anymore. I want God to be my refuge. I want his ways to be my strength.

I want to live anew. Being recreated in his care.

I’m beginning to find a way to let go and allow the new season to flourish.

Refuge in one who sees beyond what I see.

Refuge in his strength not my own.

Refuge.

If I need refuge from the heaviness of this world, why shouldn’t others have this basic right also?

A

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