#744 Mills beach no. 2

Things happened today that required the space to think. Contemplate. Ponder the future and the possibilities that lay there.

How did this happen? Was it a cyclical thing? Is this the position of the planets, year in, year out? What else was tied to this number… sometimes happy, sometimes sad.

Today, surprising.

I promise all will make sense in due time. I need to make sense of the confusion, unanswered questions and insecurity that this day has brought, before sharing it for all to hear.

In this need of spirituality and light, of course the beach beckoned.


It was still. 28 degrees at 6pm. Tuesday evening, and we all had the day off from work/kinder tomorrow. Locals ONLY. Trying to get in as many Summer-y days before the weather changes.

Let’s face it – none of these things even mattered. Because when you see the blue waters stretching out to the horizon, they are reason enough.



The water gave me peace, provided me with calm and purpose, and when looking out towards the seas, I was assured that everything was happening as it should be.




#743 2 years and 2 days

I totally missed the celebration boat. Because, you know, LIFE. I actually thought the day was today, or tomorrow, but alas, I wrote “#1” 2 years and 2 days ago.

That is because on February 24th 2016, I wrote my first ever gratitude post.

YAY! For 2 years I’ve been doing this gratitude game. A game where I as recipient, always win. Because if you can find something to be grateful for, no matter how small or insignificant you may think it to be, as long as it does something for you and lifts you up, that is all that matters.

It need not matter if your neighbour doesn’t appreciate it. Your work colleague. The green grocer, taxi driver, hell even your kids or partner don’t have to agree – if there is something in your life you are happy for, pay attention to that, and then watch it GROW.

I’ve been constantly amazed at the amount of material I still manage to find to write about and be grateful for. Sure, I have a decent portion of posts with infinite ‘parts’… like my shopping posts, my dancing in the kitchen posts, even ones about coffee…

It was always a question, and a challenge for me to see if I could write every day about something novel that I was consequently grateful for. I have managed to do that for all of these days, despite also having hard days, trying days, boring days, uninspiring days, sad days, and depressing days. Despite all of life’s crap, I have tried as my own personal challenge, to find something.

I sometimes wonder if I should stop here and now – ‘thank you very much’ – and give this whole gratitude game a rest. Not for lack of gratitude or tiring of writing. I have done this for 2 years now and I know I can find gratitude, I know I can find something different to write about every day.

For now, I am happy to stay in this gratitude game and keep practicing it via this online forum. I am enjoying this process, and I think, as is the nature of Life, I still have a lot to learn.

And, if I ever do decide to finish up on this blog (insert shameless self-promotional plug here) there will still always be my parent blog smikg.com – where I talk everything and anything Life, gratitude or not-inspired (things that shit me, anyone?)

Ta for sticking around folks, and let’s see how far we can get.

Further more, why don’t you see how far YOU can get?



Photo by Pineapple Supply Co. on Unsplash


#726 Date with the folks

I can’t remember exactly how long, but going into today it felt like it had been ages between catch-ups with my parents.

As in, a face-to-face one. We met up with them today at a local shopping centre on their side of town for some lunch, where we ate in a little cafe, chatted, caught up on some stuff, and just generally enjoyed their company.

It was so chilled, and yet so necessary.

We had things to do during the day, but had promised that when we were done we would then stop by their house on our way back home. What was meant to be a half hour visit, turned into a 4 hour “let’s just stay for dinner now” visit.

The backyard was the best bit. Sitting around the small table, chilling under the fruit trees, enjoying the cool breeze wafting on through, and talking about goals, dreams, life, and making plans and exploring ideas about it ALL.


I swear their backyard is THE BEST. The greatest memories have been had amidst those trees. Baby girl went a bit rampant with my phone and took the above photo of Hubbie my Mum and I, and then as I wasn’t watching went ahead and took a whole lot more…

Topping off the night was an impromptu visit to Gino’s pizza to grab our dinner, and unless you’re from the North will you only understand the institution that Gino’s is – that it still is, even after the owner’s have changed! If you don’t get it, I’ll just tell you this: people go out of their way to pick up the pizzas as Gino’s don’t do delivery, which is what we had to do tonight even though I started off with saying “let’s just get a pizza delivered.”


Having a classic pizza you haven’t had in ages, in your old hood, is pretty damn awesome.

Under the Pear tree, Parents, Pizza… Ahh. Pretty Perfect 🙂

And just for show, check out the photos baby girl took in the backyard while we weren’t looking:


(The garden duck she bathed)


(Legit she took this, it is soooo beautiful)


(In an art gallery this one would be called ’80s Flashback – The Clothesline against a sea of Corrugated Plastic’)



#717 Blood-y Moon gazing

The streets are eerily quiet. A dog was barking… but then it stopped. It must have observed what everyone out there is looking at tonight.


Tonight is a special event on the Astronomy calendar. A trifecta, lucky 3, three amigos if you will, of the star world are appearing tonight… because we are lucky enough to be witnessing, the Super Blue Blood Moon.

I wish I knew more about astronomy for moments like this. I planned to anyway, when I bought a little star-gazing book over a year ago. However it sits on my shelf with a 1/4 of the other books still unread there. That’s ok. It’s time will come.

So if you are anywhere in Australia, you are at a spectacular vantage point for this – whereby we get a supermoon, a blue moon, and a total eclipse in one.

It is bigger, it is blue/red, and there are shadows – that is about the gist of it I get. Like I said, I haven’t read the star-gazing book yet. But at the beginning of the evening I started off the night looking through all the house windows trying to find the direction of the moon, until I found it looking down on me from a backyard window.

And so now? I find myself in front of this window, blinds up in the darkness, tapping away on my laptop, looking up occasionally to see the bright moon with slight shadows starting to move across it.

It really is magical.

Not the big part, or the blue part, or the shadow part. Yes it does look amazing and blindingly bright, but just the fact that I’m here, taking time out, and chilling behind the window of the yard that is filling with light, exposed to all the possums and cats and insects staring at me through it – that’s OKAY. It’s ok because I am looking up at the sky, at the stars, as are so many other people tonight, and I am reminded that there is a world out there, much bigger and brighter and more fantastical than I could ever imagine.

I then think of the constellations and the galaxy, and us humans in comparison… and we are all but a blimp on the radar, a tiny insignificance, a breath in time compared to what is out there in the great expanse of EVERYTHING.

And suddenly, that makes me all the more grateful for my time here on earth.

But you want a moon photo don’t you?

The progression from my fantastic mobile phone, in pictures:

I really do need to stare up into the sky more.

11:35pm Update: the shadow is almost fully across it! Observe on my fine camera phone photo…



#697 Mindful colouring at Mechanic’s

As a busy Mum/Wife/Woman/PERSON, finding time in your day for things that you want to explore, things outside of your ‘box,’ and for things that you just want to indulge in, well they are minute, if actually, NON EXISTENT.

So when I see that I will have a future moment to myself, I try to prolong and make the most of it the best I can.

If I am at the doctor’s office or the hairdresser’s, I bring a book.

And when I am at the mechanic… I bring a colouring book.

I honestly haven’t coloured in for fun, for ME, probably since sometime in high school. I do it on occasion now with baby girl, as she asks me to draw something for her and then we go on colouring Beauty and the Beast, or something like that, together… but nothing just for ME.

Back when it was my birthday, I received a mindfulness colouring book with good ol’ fashioned Derwents – that I was sooo excited about – but that nonetheless remained untouched for months.

Until today.


Sitting in the mechanics kitchen, I got to work. Leaning on the old European 80s-styled tablecloth, as my car got its much-needed service in the huge garage outside of the room I was in, I found a drawing in the ‘good health’ section, and started small. What started off as just colouring, became something more. The TV was on in the background, ‘ABC news’ so it was pretty serious going with heavy issues and all, but I found myself getting deep in my thoughts as stroke by stroke I filled in the patterns and shapes and lines, still completely aware of my surroundings, but in a deeper, calmer, more meditative place.

The mechanic came to me too soon, as I was nowhere near completing my page. But for now, it was enough. You’ve got to take what you can as a busy individual. It had provided comfort and a different avenue of expression that I am not normally used to, and in turn that gave me creative insight of a different kind.

I’m looking forward to more stolen moments with my Derwents 😉


#688 New people, places and paths

I love those moments. Those moments where you stop and pause for a second, become present in the moment, and acknowledge the place you are in… and then you say to yourself “I never would have thought I’d be here 5 years ago.”

I think and say this often. 5 years ago I never would have thought I’d be on the pointy end of the Peninsula, at a backyard barbeque with family and friends that I know – but still, a totally unknown place. With other people I have just met.

And then travelling home, a mere 30 minutes. Rather than the 2 hours we would have had to travel if we were at our old house.


I love that life keeps surprising me like this. I think it helps to be open to all kinds of people and experiences. Life is truly beautiful and unique in its ability to surprise you with wonder and spontaneity, and I love that I keep having these moments of awareness… much like tonight.

And although tonight we were mostly with people we knew, like baby girl and my sister above, it was still a different place, on a different path, and the unpredictability of life excites me like that.

Not knowing what is around the corner.

And yet knowing that it will be better than the last.

Always live knowing, that the best is yet to come.

Open to meeting new people.

Open to going to new places.

Open to exploring different paths.


#675 Helping Hubbie no.2

I was rushing around the house 20 minutes before leaving for work, trying to organise some Christmas treats to bring in.

Usually I bake gingerbread men and spread the Christmas cheer. I still had tradies in the kitchen yesterday, so freshly baked gingerbread was NOT going to happen.

I got baby girl popping in chocolates in little bags for me, while I started writing on the little cards for each of my work colleagues.


15 minutes now. Crap. I still had to eat.

A pleading look, a sweet question, and one fast Hubbie later, and I was eating this:


He looks out for me and I love him so much for it. I asked him to make me a cheese and tomato sandwich, and he threw in some cucumber and ham and sprinkled salt and pepper all Masterchef-style, and bam! lunch done.

I drove off 5 minutes late with a bag full of individually-wrapped and personalised Christmas chocolates, but I didn’t care because my belly was happy.


And on a side note… I (well baby girl) wrapped 13 lots of choc for my work buddies… though I really would have wanted to do less. And why? Because Christmas. Though there are people I am closer to than others, and some that I feel are NOT deserving of treats as are others… I just couldn’t omit certain people simply because of our work relationship or what I think about them most of the time.

And so then I thought, ‘if I can ignore the crap for one festive day, how about we ignore it for the other 364 days of the year?’


Food for thought…