The other day I wrote about intentionally living in the moment. Every day. I can, and do, live here and now because I know where I'm from, where my strength comes from, and where I'm going. I'm really enjoying the new Hillsong worship album: Open Heaven River Wild. I actually love pretty much everything any of… Continue reading My one thing
Life is such a journey - and every day I learn, and yearn, to live in the journey, savouring each step of the way. The good steps, the big steps, the painful steps ... all the while, admiring the beautiful view. The view around me, and view that is me. Yes I did say that:… Continue reading Here and Now
There's a song I've been playing over and over a lot lately. If We're Honest. I love love love this song. The tone, the lyrics, the message, and of course the divine voice of Francesca Battistelli (I love this vibe for her, much more than her more commercial 'pop' sound). Honesty is something that's very much on… Continue reading Note to self: Honesty
Yesterday someone pointed something out to me. Something really important. Something that I thought was a slightly funny but inconsequential moment, was actually potentially significant. Bear with me... Yesterday on the school run I had fractious kids - I blame Monday! I was pre-coffee and not really up for the noise levels that six kids, mostly boys, can produce (I also pick… Continue reading Making memories
Note: to me, and to you. Smile!
This quote speaks for itself but can I just say, if you're looking for a great devotional resource, visit She Reads Truth, which is where I found these words. These study plans are written by a variety of authors - they are so genuine and heartfelt. I have the free app on my phone and… Continue reading My hope
Background: For those of you who weren’t with me last year, we had quite the saga with our youngest child, Nat, being bullied at school. Long story short, she’s now at a different school. If you want to read the back story, you can read Bullying Sucks, and Bullying Still Sucks. Here I was, all… Continue reading Not the last bullying post (Part One)
Yesterday I posted about being enough. I am enough. You are enough. Even on the days when we feel like we don't measure up WE ARE ENOUGH. This morning a friend posted this story on her Facebook feed. This friend has the most amazingly beautiful heart and I'm almost always inspired by what she posts.… Continue reading Prowess – I am / You are ENOUGH
I can't be all things to all people. I'm always letting someone down. I know that. On some level, I know that trying to be what everyone else wants/needs is a pursuit that will never end well. I also know that I probably place more of those pressures on myself than anyone else. But don't we all… Continue reading I’m not enough
I found a quote from the always radiant Kate Hudson in Mindfood magazine last year which sums up beautifully for me, why I'm back exercising. With my recent diagnosis of Celiac Disease I've been prompted to not take my body for granted. So three mornings a week I'm back to pounding the pavement (walking). Which… Continue reading Why I’m exercising regularly
I love that blogging offers me the opportunity to look back and check out my own journey. Sometimes I think we forget where we've come from to get where we're at...
It's so important to be able to laugh at yourself. Sometimes. I know I'm prone to taking myself too seriously so this is something I'm working on. Thought I'd share a few moments lately where if I didn't laugh I'd probably cry ... or just get really cranky at myself (and there's no fun in… Continue reading If you don’t laugh…
Right, let's get this out there. I am sick of being called a 'skinny b*tch'. Or just plain 'skinny' when it comes with sarcasm or meanness dripping off it. Yes, I am tall (178cm or 5'10") and trim. The tall bit I obviously can't control (although I still proudly wear heels) and the trim bit is… Continue reading Random Rant: Who are you calling a skinny b*tch?
Last Monday I let my employer know I would not be accepting their offer to extend my contract to the end of 2015. And it felt great! Why would I give away a perfectly good job you may ask? A job that wasn't unpleasant, that offered good hours allowing me to drop my kids to… Continue reading On the happiness trail … why I quit my job