Creating Space

This weekend, we tackled a little house project I’ve been wanting to do for a while now. We moved the homework station, complete with notice boards, around the corner. It seemed a simple thing but it took two days of patching holes, and sanding, and repainting.

The result is that the kids’ stuff is more organised and all in one place. But the biggest change is that we walk into the kitchen and we see a blank wall.

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Embrace the stretch

I love my body balance classes. I love the way we start with gentle Tai Chi movements. Followed by the balance section of the class when we all try really hard not to wobble, then ab-workout which is always killer, and lastly the twists. Our instructor often tells us at this point of the class to ‘embrace the stretch’.

So I lean into the stretch and I feel my muscles lengthen and protest slightly in a good way.

It makes me wonder how often in life I actually lean into things that grow and stretch me. How often I embrace the stretch and how often I flat out resist it.

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accept or embrace?

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I knocked at her hotel door in floods of tears. I had spent the day touring the killing fields and torture centre of Phnom Penh. I thought I’d been doing okay.

I’d come back to the hotel and spoken with my family. I had eaten lunch and washed off the grime from the morning in the pool.

But as I sat in my hotel room vainly trying to read, I discovered an experience like that doesn’t wash off easily.

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what I carry

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I’m a people person. I am also an introvert. So I am a one-on-one or small group person. I connect best with genuine deep conversations. I am also empathetic. The result being that I often carry in my mind burdens and problems that aren’t mine to carry.

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on saying yes, new adventures and being stretched

on being stretchedThe trouble with choosing faith instead of fear for 2016, is I am saying ‘yes’, to all sorts of new adventures and ideas. To be clear these are things I would never before dreamed of saying ‘yes’ to. Or I would at least take three weeks to agonise over, before hesitantly replying, ‘yes, if you think I’m capable’.

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