#2019 We took the path less travelled

Two quotes come to mind about what I did earlier in the day.

The first is the classic usually attributed to Albert Einstein.

“Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results.”

The next is a section of a poem by Robert Frost, and I really encourage you to look it up because it is a beautiful one. But it’s the end section, which goes like this:

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I –

I took the one less travelled by,

And that has made all the difference.”

Their similarities lie in doing the ‘other,’ in not doing the expected or same thing, and taking a risk I guess in whatever it is you feel bound to choose between.

Very simply, I took a walk with baby girl this morning. It was late morning, close to lunch, but we wandered to our little local cafe, got a cappuccino and babycino, she got a cookie, and instead of the normal, ‘straight’ route home…

I asked “do you wanna walk a different way home?”

It was twisty, it was turny… I had to check the maps on my phone just to see that we would in fact still end up on our street eventually!

But we saw different houses, encountered different birds, and amazingly, even bumped into baby girl’s school teacher who was walking her dog!

It was honestly, a breath of fresh air, and all it took was going the other way.

I guess at this time of frustration and same-old-same-old routine, we can’t expect to feel any different if we are always doing the same things, and following the same paths?

Change it up a little. Even if all that means is, another way home. 💖

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#2015 Back to the footpath

When baby girl asked me to draw with chalk with her on the driveway, initially I was thinking only suns and rainbows.

But then something struck me.

I was thinking of something friendly to write for all those that would walk by, initially chalking up a yellow “Hello!”

But then I realised, I had done this before.

Thought of something inspirational that would be chalked up. 😊

So I went there again. I took one quote from my inventory of rainy day quotes, and on this spectacularly Spring-like Winter’s Day, wrote the following:

“Natures shines brighter after the storm.”

I took particular pleasure in seeing people bend their heads down to read what I had written at the bottom of the driveway, and one girl even passed our house, got to our neighbours, then made the effort to come back and tell us she loved our work!

Awwww.

I know there is rain forecast tonight, so it will most likely wash away…

But I’m used to things like that. The intent is still there. 💖

#1990 Freedom in my car

Today, I got in my car.

I drove and drove.

On the freeways, it didn’t bother me.

$1 7/11 coffee beside me.

Then Prince came on, and soon the car was pumping Raspberry Beret.

I was happy, I was free.

Life after lockdown!

“That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest.” – Henry David Thoreau.

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#1915 Holding on when it’s hard

“You gotta be tough when life gets hard. This is when you need to be strong. It’s easy when everything’s great.”

These are the words Hubbie was telling me as I lay on the couch tonight crying.

I’ve had health issues with seemingly no end in sight. And when I say no end in sight, I mean 9 months counting.

Counting.

I was having a particularly low moment tonight.

But what I did next helped insurmountably.

I talked. I spoke to Hubbie. I messaged my bestie. I messaged my sister.

I reached out. It was hard, and I was crying my eyes out as I did it, but I did it.

And it helped so, so much.

And I can say, I understand the intent of the quote “a problem shared is a problem halved.” It is. By talking about your problems with someone, the weight is lifted off of you… the issue itself moves away from you, is made a bit lesser, just by letting it out of you, and watching your words float away…

Speaking of quotes, bestie shared a great one with me.

“Before something great happens, everything falls apart.”

I feel that. I believe that. It’s just sometimes, everything gets too hard and I fall into falling apart, more than I do reminding myself that something great will come out of it.

I’m still in the first stage, but I’m waiting…

And it’s set me off to look for more quotes that will inspire me and get me out of this funk.

If you are feeling low, please:

Talk to someone.

Distract yourself with something that will make you happy, i.e. inspirational quotes.

REPEAT.

I will not be sharing this post on facebook like I do my others. Last time I shared a difficult post I had all manner of family and friends reaching out in concern, which was wonderful… but it’s also not why I do this.

I am doing this, to find gratitude in every day, no matter how hard it is. And I know how truly hard it was for me today, because I was an inch away from giving all of this up. The gratitude, the blog, everything.

But, I held on. I am HANGING ON. And this post here, is proof of that.

I am grateful to be hanging on.

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#1899 Hope in another backyard

I’ve had a pretty crazy day.

Two appointments on the other side of town, visiting my parents and sister and fam in between that, and then a big writers meet-up at the end of the night back home.

It’s been a lot.

It’s been a day of a lot of things. Hope. New directions. New people. New plans.

I’m a glass half-full gal, and things are starting to feel right. That glass is filling up again.

With HOPE. 🤞

I’m going on, rambling a bit, I know. I just don’t really know where to rest my creative mind, to release these thoughts from, what to centre on when much has given me happiness today.

But I will talk about nature, because it inspires me.

Specifically, my parents and my sister’s backyard.

I used to love spending time in the backyard of my childhood home. All those memories, all those fun times, so much joy within those trees and the shady spots. I was amazed and surprised then, when I found myself loving my parents’ NEW backyard, finding beauty in little pockets of grass, verdant greenery full and lush underneath your feet, life brimming and blooming from the smallest spring of herb, to a wide-reaching leaf of a fern.

That beauty extends equally to my sister’s backyard.

I was admiring this gorgeous tree, sprouting golden Autumn leaves. We were in her backyard sitting and talking, and so many times I was accidentally witness to a yellow leaf floating easily to the ground.

Before my very eyes.

It was a magical sight.

And I realised later when I headed off, how I find beauty in both of their backyards, and how that must mean something more… for those we love, we find the beauty inherent everywhere, all around them, because they are love.

We are doing renovations at the moment… small ones, yet they will hopefully be long, beautiful and lasting.

(On us, or our backyard do you think????)

One day I hope, someone will look at our yard and see the beauty lying in wait, wanting to be found.

I hope we find it there too. 💖💖🌳🌳

#1896 Moving me and moving her

I’ve happily settled into a regular exercise routine.

It’s something I’ve been trying to do for a while, and yet things have kept popping up, life stuff, health stuff, that have made me put a big brake on it all.

I decided a couple of weeks ago that I couldn’t wait anymore. I wouldn’t let anything stop me. I was going to keep going, keep moving, and in doing so, move myself physically.

It doesn’t really matter what the motivation is behind my new routine. I’m not only feeling better physically, but mentally, it is really doing WONDERS.

I used to question how people could do exercise at the start of the day… didn’t it leave them spent? Tired? Unable to do anything else for the rest of the day?

But I get it now. Once you get past the initial huff and puff of the workout, the energy coursing through you becomes contagious. Addictive.

All that blood, flowing.

It awakens your senses.

You’re not even that cold – it’s like it sets you up for the day, because you’ve worked your muscles, and now you’re reaping the benefits of strength, of warmth.

There is a spring in your step.

You become motivated to get stuff done.

You motivate others, to get stuff done.

The other day when I was doing a really hard rep in my home workout, that involved a plank-type position where I had to lower my arms, and then lift myself up again… well I managed to do like 4-5, barely, before I pretty much collapsed on the yoga mat.

I took a deep breath and pushed myself up, trying to do as much as I could in the time allocated.

I had looked up, and through the window saw baby girl. She was outside, watching me. She had watched me fall.

I nodded, disgruntled, in her direction, and before I looked away to keep going, she smiled and gave me a thumbs up.

No. I was wrong. She hadn’t watched me fall.

She had watched me get back up.

And it really hit home when days later, she searched for my exercise routine on youtube.

I said “honey, those exercises are for adults! You run enough at school, don’t hurt yourself.”

And she said –

“But Mummy, I want to be strong like you.”

Oh. My heart. 💖💖💖💖

I’ve held those words so close to me. They have given me strength, hope, and courage to keep going, no matter what life throws at me.

Children model their parents’ words, their parents’ actions… their whole way of being.

It’s amazing that as I choose to do something really good for myself, I also choose it for my beautiful daughter.

My baby girl. 😍😍

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#1839 A celebration of art

Today was a beautiful day, as we got to support and celebrate a dear friend’s artistic accomplishments.

We were there for the opening day of the exhibition ‘Hanging by a Thread.’ Three artists have brought their pieces together in the collaborative theme of climate change, taking inspiration from life, what they have lived, seen, and felt, and pouring it out into some thought-provoking and exceptional pieces of art.

We were there to cheer on our very talented friend, who painted some incredible pieces in the underwater theme. As her personal response to all the debris found in the oceans, she used things like plastic foils, straws and balloons to create the vivid and detailed imagery that we saw today.

To be there, baring witness to our friend’s great achievement, clapping for and admiring all her hard work, and seeing how she has taken a global issue such as ocean pollution and used it to create artwork… well, it’s something else.

And besides the incredible art we saw today, it was just lovely being out amongst friends and family. Every time we are together, I realise how much I miss them all, and how much we all missed out on last year.

If you can, check out the exhibition showing at Alternating Current ArtSpace in Windsor. It runs until the 20th of March.

You won’t regret it. 💖

#1783 The sunset to start anew

First sunset of the new year. 😍

Ahh. Just gets you all inspired to do stuff, tackle life, and chase your dreams, right?

🤔😂

I’m laughing because just recently I was saying how we don’t need a new year or a new date, to want to start anew again.

And yet there I was tonight, getting motivated by those beautiful colours, thinking of about 16 different things I wanted to do… just tonight. 🤦‍♀️

So where do I stand? Still strongly by my original statement. We don’t need to wait for a new year, month, season, or any other seemingly opportune time to start doing the things we want to do, or start living a more full and meaningful life.

You can start whenever you want to.

But – if a change in weather, a crazy happy event, even a colourful sky, inspire you to clear your slate and try something new…

Well by all means, run with it.

We don’t choose inspiration. Inspiration chooses us.

And please please please please please, don’t wait a whole year to start again.

Don’t wait at all. ❤

#1779 The last sunset dance

Tonight the sun set on The Last Dance.

15 minutes difference this evening

We started watching the Netflix documentary series about Michael Jordan and the Chicago Bulls’ 6P, six championship wins, back in October.

If anyone had told me ages ago that the show would be like a lifesaver for me, I wouldn’t have believed it.

But it was. It has been.

Things are much different now, to what they were then. We had the last episode to watch tonight, Episode 10, having had a huge spell of absence because BUSY LIFE.

And even though nowadays I’m not looking for that huge a distraction that I got back when I really needed it, I realise tonight I still liked it. I still kinda need it.

It is a truly amazing, awe-inspiring series, and if you haven’t watched it, I encourage you to.

I might even watch it again!

Now that’s an incredible story. 😉

#1745 I got there!

Yes, I got there.

Or rather, I got through it.

Like the nursery rhyme says…

“You can’t go under it,

You can’t go over it,

You have to go THROUGH it.”

You know, I was born on a Tuesday.

And today, I was re-born on a Tuesday.

That’s how it genuinely felt. When you’ve put off something for so long, it starts to become a constant presence, a fear that sits at your dinner table, sleeps beside you at night, and follows you around the house, around town, wherever you go.

It never leaves your side.

I overcame a massive fear today, even a genuine phobia, and it made me realise something really huge. Something I didn’t know about myself.

I am stronger than I think.

I never thought it, I really, honestly, never did.

I wanted to be strong though.

There are two quotes that came up in my daily calendar in late August, and the way they appeared, it was as if they were meant for me.

One I’ve already shared with you. Here is the other:

The inspiring quotes that got me there

“You must do the thing you think you cannot do.”

“It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.”

I left these quotes on the kitchen bench, where my cookbooks sit, during this whole time. I felt they needed to remind me of what I had to do, what I had to achieve… what I had to go through.

And what I had to overcome. Not other people, things, circumstances… but rather, ME. I had to overcome and master my thoughts. My fears. It was all in my head, and as much as I had very real fears and worries, and they are perfectly normal… I had to overcome, myself.

Not, the mountain.

💪

Everything in due time, and I will speak, when I am ready. But I will share the other thing that was great following my day of overcoming fear, that was almost as great as the relief that came after it…

Watching TV all day.

Yep. You see you can’t do much when you’re in recovery mode.

I watched repeated Cheers and Bold and the Beautiful. Threw in eps of Angel and Dawson’s Creek. Watched half of a Prince tribute show I had recorded 6 months ago, and watched another half of a Queen doco I would have recorded at the same time.

And played about 16 rounds of Wordscapes on my phone.

Yep. This is the best part. 💖

Also, I felt your love. Thank you from the bottom of my heart. 🙏