I place two fresh-baked muffins on the bench, and wait for the smell to waft through the house. Before long two hopeful pairs of eyes greet me, with “Mum, may we please have a muffin?” The gift of writing to me often feels like that fresh-baked muffin sitting on the bench and I am the hopeful … Continue reading on permission, entitlement and calling
embracing fear
My question over this year is "fear or faith?" So it was inevitable that for our book club, Amanda, Elaine and I chose Elizabeth Gilbert's Big Magic. Which has the subtitle, Creative Living Beyond Fear. And it comes of absolutely no surprise to me that when I draw up the schedule "courage" is the first post I … Continue reading embracing fear
April reads – the blog edition
April brings with it the end of term and school holidays, so I have found it hard to read books. I have however read some fabulous posts around the web and thought I'd share them here: Babe there is enough room by Amanda Viviers. If you read nothing else on this list read this … Continue reading April reads – the blog edition
vive la revolution
What is a revolution exactly? Revolution: the overthrow or repudiation of a regime or political system by the governed; the inevitable violent transition from one system of production in society to the next; a far-reaching and drastic change, esp. in ideas, methods, etc. It sounds ghastly, it sounds violent. It sounds messy and hard. And … Continue reading vive la revolution
doing vs feeling
I have a confession to make. While I love Brené Brown's books, and her insights, I have never yet finished one of her books. Why? Because it gets too hard. Because she touches on a raw nerve. Because she goes too deep. Because she asks things of me that I am not completely sure I … Continue reading doing vs feeling
the reality of the rumble
When you are in the middle of a story it isn't a story at all, but only a confusion; a dark roaring, a blindness, a wreckage of shattered glass and splintered wood; like a house in a whirlwind, or else a boat crushed by the icebergs or swept over the rapids, and all aboard powerless … Continue reading the reality of the rumble