At this time of year my life is marked by the never-ending internal list. You know the one cataloguing presents purchased, food to be organised, the Christmas shirt required for the end of year concert, etc. Add to that the everyday chores and I find I am subject to a constant internal dialogue that means my … Continue reading a quiet mind
on values, boundaries and attitudes
We have had a terse few weeks, with fractious tempers, unkind words and ok, I admit it, a fair bit of shouting in this house. Finally after a family meeting, peace is on its way to being restored. But, while the kids have had some explicit lessons, I also have had some internal realisations of … Continue reading on values, boundaries and attitudes
This one’s for the mums … winter word play – sanity
sanity: the state of being sane; good sense or soundness of judgement What does sanity look like for you? We are in week 8 of the school term, the kids are tired and ratty. I am over it. We are all looking forward to a holiday, and we all need some sanity. And the thing … Continue reading This one’s for the mums … winter word play – sanity
on chasing dreams
Dream: a cherished hope, aspiration I have been thinking a lot about dreams of late. Those desires placed in your heart that take time and effort to come to fruition. What is a dream exactly? It is nebulous, difficult to quantify. Elusive. When we wake from sleep dreams are often hard to remember. We search for them … Continue reading on chasing dreams
moment
I was having coffee with a friend the other day and I was struck by her bangle inscribed with "live in the moment". It initiated a conversation about just that topic and I went home and wrote the phrase on a post it note for my board. But what exactly is a moment? My dictionary says this: moment: … Continue reading moment
whatever is … pure
One of my girls favourite treats is apple juice. So much so that when we make a list in the school holidays of of fun things to do, "Drink apple juice" always makes it on there. We love to get our juicer out and make the juice ourself, watching the fruit whizz round and round and the liquid … Continue reading whatever is … pure