Seeing things differently

My two teenage daughters and I recently spent a month in the United States having a huge adventure. One week was spent in Grand Marais, Michigan with my parents and brother. One week, hiking and going on wild moose chases on Isle Royale National Park, a wilderness area in Lake Superior. One week in Seattle... Continue Reading →

The first step

Today is the first of October. All around me here in Australia are signs of Spring while my family and friends in the northern hemisphere are starting to see the signs of autumn. Same date, different point in a cycle. For some of us, this cycle of seasons is just starting. The trees begin to... Continue Reading →

Finding a balance

"The work of a mature person is to carry grief in one hand and gratitude in the other and to be stretched large by them. How much sorrow can I hold? That’s how much gratitude I can give. If I carry only grief, I’ll bend toward cynicism and despair. If I have only gratitude, I’ll... Continue Reading →

Emergence

I am emerging. Emerging and rejoining the world. I spent a lot of time in the past five years shrinking my world. Shedding things and ideas that no longer served me. I shrunk my huge circle of acquaintances around the world and focused on spending time with people who brought joy to my life. My... Continue Reading →

Being Brave

With two girls in our household there is no way we could avoid the Disney princesses. I would watch the various movies with the girls and grit my teeth as time and time again, princess after princess waited around like some limpet to be ‘rescued’ by a prince. When the movie Brave came out, I... Continue Reading →

It takes a village…

In some countries of the world, including here in Australia, today is Mother’s Day. This is my 18th Mother’s Day. What a different day today is from the first one. At that time my eldest was only a few days old (Mother’s Day is the first Sunday in March in England where we were living... Continue Reading →

Taking things slow

I’ve never been someone who does things slowly. I grew up in a house where both of my parents were race car drivers and my brother rode motorcross. A need for speed was ingrained in me from an early age. (Along with a love of the smell of a race track. ;-)) For most of... Continue Reading →

A ‘perfect’ Christmas

“Are you ready for Christmas already”? The check out guy at the supermarket asked me this question on Friday afternoon looking at my meagre three items on the conveyor belt whilst everyone around me would have been hard pressed to be in an dedicated 100 items or less lane. “Nope. I haven’t even started.” He... Continue Reading →

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