January 2012
10 posts
Happy Birthday Dad
It’s a pretty big birthday today for my dad. I won’t say how big because then I’ll hear about how old he is. He is not old. Definitely not. He has too much mischief and is too much of a smartie to be old. On the other hand he is one of the wisest people I know. I’m not sure if this makes him a smart wise-ass or a wise smart-ass. I don’t really care,...
December 2011
5 posts
endings and beginnings
At the end of this year, I am reading over what I wrote at the start of another adventure. And I am reminded of a few things that I need to include in my life…
“It’s not that I’ve been to the dark places, it’s that I did not stay there. It’s not living on the edge, it is leaping from it. Perhaps I really can fly. Perhaps I am safe. Perhaps I am...
Fair Warning
I have all the potatoes we peeled but didn’t get around to roasting on Christmas in the oven and I have in my possession the Thanksgiving pics. So, stay tuned over the next lil bit for a barrage of blogging as have been quite slack of late. Sorry… Watch this space.
November 2011
13 posts
1 tag
best
So many things are good. We’re ‘all good’, there is ‘good’ coffee, it was a ‘good’ show, ‘good effort’. Good. Average. Ordinary. Positive.
Best. Penultimate. Pinnacle. First. Number One. Unequalled. Unrivalled. Better than. Beyond good.
I don’t want good. Who wants to settle for good? In light of recent mysterious events and curious...
“Catharsis - cleansing, purging of the emotions or relieving of emotional...”
– A blend of results from googling ‘Catharsis’
grey
A while ago I wrote about exploring the greys. I explored them, they were still grey and nothing was clear. Recently I thought I had a pretty much black and white situation, but when you mix them together? You get grey.
It is a supreme comfort to me to be able to look toward the One in whom there is no confusion, no pain, no hidden motives; there is only love. I have wandered towards the...
October 2011
8 posts
Friends
There are few better than my friend B who just saved me from the horrors of failed modern technology and being stranded in an unfamiliar location. Many will try B but none will come close to you. You are my hero. THANK YOU!!! xxx.
Highlights
I wrote 700 amazing words, which sadly you will never read as Word packed up on me. Dammit! So, here we are again, me being useless at keeping this up to date and having to write 700 words to let you know what’s happening. So, Mum, just for you, I’m hitting the highpoints:
I have a job. Not just a temp one. A full-time contract until my visa expires. I am thrilled with a regular paycheck...
September 2011
12 posts
Grey... Or is it Gray?
I was thinking of gray today. It’s often the colour of the sky in my world, but my world view is not often gray. I am a black and white person for the most part, oftentimes to my detriment. In saying that I am not unteachable or unaware and am open to correction and education on the subtelties of gray all around.
In the past couple of days I’ve had to examine my black and white...
1 tag
5 tags
“Beauty is in the eye of the beholder and it may be necessary from time to time...”
– Miss Piggy (via talesofafriend)
8 tags
Just quickly...
I don’t know about you, but there’s heaps going on for me at the moment. Here’s a rundown of what’s been going on for me right now…
I have moved house. And am in the process of unpacking.
I have been working in the City (and having a ball)
I left my phone in West Hampstead. And I was in Leytonstone. Less than ideal.
My Dad had surgery.
My Dad’s surgery...
August 2011
7 posts
Slog
I looked it up. It means ‘to toil; long laborious work; a long tiring walk or march’. And that’s how I feel. That right now is a hard slog. I realise I am unrealistic and possess very high expectations. But I am a stranger to relying on the kindness of strangers, and at the moment I seem to be doing that a lot. It is not comfortable.
But it is not the end, or even the...
“Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune...”
– Emily Dickinson