It was breathtakingly quiet. Walking along the water's edge I could hear the water lapping at the shore. I could even hear the sound of the heron's feet sliding into the water as it stalked past. The sun was warm on my back, the shells making a delicious crunch beneath my feet. I breathed in… Continue reading Breathe.
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The Caffeine Factor
To say the least it was a tough night. My 6 year old was in the beginning stage of chicken pox and was having a hard time of it. Up most of the night, even a bath at 2am failed to soothe. He then clambered into my bed and commandeered my pillow and at least… Continue reading The Caffeine Factor
Rhythms – Rushed or Rested
My middle son turned 6 last week. After weeks of him counting down the days his birthday party finally arrived. I had been meticulous in fulfilling his dream of a "Thunderbirds are go" themed party, cake included. But in the rush of preparing the house for the onslaught of 6 year olds, organising the party games and the… Continue reading Rhythms – Rushed or Rested
Recalibration
Calibration – [noun] the act of checking or adjusting (by comparison with a standard) the accuracy of a measuring instrument; Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing… Continue reading Recalibration
Choose your own adventure
As a kid, I used to love "Choose your own adventure" books. I loved being given the choice as to what I would do in the book I was reading. I must confess that sometimes though I would read 2 or more choices simultaneously as I was eager to find out where the different options took me! On reflection, I… Continue reading Choose your own adventure
The Sound of Silence
Cities are noisy. If you start listening intentionally to the background noise,you realise there's a lot of noisy activity from cars, buses, trains to lawn mowers, building works, road works. It's hard to hear the rustling of trees or the cicadas. This week I escaped away from the city for a couple of days. On… Continue reading The Sound of Silence
A Sunday Drive
I found myself on Sunday, partaking of a leisure time activity called a "Sunday Drive". Apparently this recreational activity is done by enough people to merit its own Wikipedia page. For me, it was an unintentional decision, that turned out to be a good one. I had decided that a ride in the car was… Continue reading A Sunday Drive
The Equilibrium of Cuddles
My 2 year old has a morning ritual. When he wakes up in the morning he comes and finds me for a morning cuddle. Whether I’m in the kitchen making school lunches, putting on a load of washing or blissfully still in bed myself, I stop what I am doing, gather him in my arms… Continue reading The Equilibrium of Cuddles
The Rhythm of Life
"For the rhythm of life is a powerful beat. Puts a tingle in your fingers and a tingle in your feet." These are the words to a song that I've found myself singing - a homage to my school choir days. And as I have sung them, I have thought about the rhythm of life.… Continue reading The Rhythm of Life
Blue Skies & Lollipops 