#1273 Shelter

A couple of weeks ago while walking back to work on a chilly but sunny morning, our takeaway coffees steaming in our hands, my work colleague observed something.

”I know we’re cold, but I can’t help but think of homeless people on cold mornings like this.”

The three of us paused. Here we were with warm drinks, willingly walking through the cold because we knew we’d be out of it soon… and back in our warm and safe work environments.

I’m thinking of that, and shelter again, more so because the last few days have been particularly hellish, with arctic winds and ferocious onslaughts of rain and hail.

Shelter. Only moments ago as I headed up to bed with tablet in hand, it started again… the howling winds. The downpour. You could hear how freezing it was, and it made me jump into bed even more eagerly.

I’m lucky. We’re lucky.

We have a roof over our head, we have shelter. And if you’re reading this, you probably do too. We have a place to shield us from these Wintry nights and provide us with a safe haven to close our eyes at night… we are truly blessed.

And as for the homeless? I don’t know what to say. I think it’s horrible that people have to live like that, and it pains me to see people sleeping around cardboard and asking for money on the streets. How bad a turn did their life take to end up outside, with no roof over their head?

But this isn’t that kind of post. Rather if I can point out how lucky we, the majority are to have shelter, and how we should really appreciate the things we take for granted, then maybe we too can be more mindful and aware of the plight of those less fortunate… if not by our generosity towards them to keep going, then at least by an increased awareness, simply an acknowledgement that we are not all so blessed.

Food for thought. Goodnight.

#1259 Tipsy, relaxed and chilled

I’ve been focused and preparing and go-go-go for days now.

Sometimes we get ourselves overly worked up.

I am guilty as charged.

We had some people over tonight who have never visited our place… a little group of them too, not just, like two.

And despite my craziness and the frenzy leading up to it, I discovered the insanity was all for nothing.

The stress. The nerves. The ‘what ifs’ on every possible scenario.

Why do we do this?

I realised early on it was…

ALL GOOD.

And though now I am relaxed, chilled, and yeah, a little affected after a couple glasses of wine, happy the night is over…

I realise with happiness, I was also content during the night.

Don’t wish for it to be over. Enjoy every moment to the full. Don’t live a life of halves, pushing away emotions and experiences.

Live through all of it, entirely with all of your being. Don’t live a half life. Make it FULL.

#896 That I have a roof

Have you heard the wind today? Well if you’re in any place other than Victoria, that question may fall on deaf ears.

The wind is whistling and howling its way around our house. Gusts throw themselves at the windows, threatening to turn our humble abode over at any moment.

Rain appears at times. The waves up in the horizon are white, the water splashing dangerously as it comes into the shore.

So I will be damn well appreciative that I have a roof over my head on this cold July day. In a world where homelessness is a serious issue, and let’s not forget nature (how do birds manage to sleep peacefully in swaying trees?) I am so happy that while I listen to the wind unleashing itself outside, I am safe, and protected.

That’s more than many others can say. Let’s spare a thought for them.

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Photo by Yoann Boyer on Unsplash

#864 June Full Moon

I know not why things are as they are.

I know not why the skies are darker, and the stars shine brighter over our house.

I know not why some people have it easy, and others hard.

I know not why things come to us when we least expect them.

And I certainly know not why when you search and yearn and forage for others, our discovery remains lost.

Tonight there is an approaching Full Moon.

I know not why I felt vibrations within my body. Was it the Shaman running her energy over me, or something greater?

I know not why I left work in such a hurry, horrified by privacy breaches and in shock over possible exposure.

And finally, I know not why there was fuel in our house, fire and explosions and all manner of drama.

I know not why these things happened tonight, out of all nights.

There are many things I can’t explain.

But I can only go by how I feel, and what I do KNOW. And I do know that the presence of the Moon, so big and bright over our house, our town, our city, has this effect on not just me, but on everybody.

So, Full Moon. Cast your spell. Shine your light bright. But make it worth our while.

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#680 Another Christmas at my parents

I don’t care how many times I post the same heading. Because I will always be grateful for it.

Each time there will be joy, but each time it will be different too – the fun will come from an unexpected avenue, we will sing different songs, eat different food and our time together will always be more cherished than the last time…

Because all of life is fleeting. We don’t know what is around the corner, and so when we are given something precious, a beautiful moment, or a special someones

Take stock, grab hold, and run with it.

This morning at our home, there was loads of presents…

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and in turn plenty of wrapping paper to show for it.

Baby girl assisted Hubbie in their present to me –

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And I LOVED the personal red touches and care given by baby girl, as much as the present itself.

The tree at my parents house is now smaller than it used to be…

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But the same joy and love and good times remains. The alcohol still ‘goes’…

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VERY quickly. But that is how we do things around here.

And there is dancing alright… not in the kitchen. But the GARAGE. Parents house, old school style.

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And I love it all. I hope you too had an amazing and memorable Christmas with your loved ones… and if you don’t celebrate, well I hope your day was special anyway 🙂

#673 All lit up

Ok, so it is not much… but our house is starting to get into the festive spirit.

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There is something pretty and magical about having the solar kick in about evening, and the lights start shining from the Kmart bulbs I strategically/’wherever I could find a hook thing’ placed around the front of the house.

It gets baby girl excited, I am smiling, and Hubbie is happy because he didn’t have to do a thing.

This year. Because I have plans.

Mwa ha ha.

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And these three are in on it, shhh.

#616 Chaddy shopping day no.4

Today wasn’t just another Chaddy shopping day…

It was the BEST Chaddy shopping day!

:):):)

You know, last Spring/Summer, I think I bought one item of clothing. One. A pair of shoes had already been bought before we moved, but that was it.

One. Single. Item.

You see, not only is it hard buying clothes, or anything personal for yourself when you have a young child, but it all becomes equally harder when you move into a WIP house that suddenly needs not just renovations and fix-me-ups, but ALL the renovations and ALL the fix-me-ups.

Money goes right out the window, door, down the toilet and gets lost in every house crevice imaginable in an ongoing project like that.

So naturally, YOU become last on the list of priorities.

However, in the last couple of weeks, I saw we were going to have some cash left over soon. This coincided with a couple of days of staring into my wardrobe and sighing “I actually have nothing!”

Cue TODAY.

I had the most enormous run of luck while shopping, that even I AM STILL REELING.

I actually felt horribly guilty for Hubbie, who only bought one top. It’s a nice top, but still…

ONE TOP.

I even trumped baby girl, who ALWAYS trumps us. She got a small toy, we got her a small Christmas tree (watch this space!) and some storage baskets for her toys…

I got SO MUCH MORE (tee hee hee!)

5 items of clothing, modelled amateurly by yours truly

(Left to right: Flowy pants, Top, Top)

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(Dress)

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(Jacket)

Oops! Here’s baby girl with her Frozen thongs, the cheeky thing snuck in but I still have more…

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… The piece de resistance.

THE BAG.

It’s the Campomaggi bag I’ve been eyeing off for months, the bag I mentioned casually in this earlier post, and the bag that after online research and video tutorials on how to clean the bag once I own it, I finally went in today and bought it.

The protective bag it came in

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And the bag, front and back itself

My love 🙂

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I am giddy with excitement. I feel brand new. :):):)