#1770 “Like we did before”

Last week, it was 2…

This week, 3.

Events that is. On the same Saturday.

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Honestly, it was good. More than that, it was excellent.

And going beyond the beautiful faces we saw, that we hadn’t seen for so long…

The laughter we shared with our loved ones…

The places we visited, and the many more memories we made there…

It was the acknowledgement of hope, of breaking through to the other side, of that thing that I spoke about so much during covid…

Getting there.

It was all of this, and realising that the light is really truly coming my way.

Like the sky today. So brilliantly blue, the sun shyly peeking from behind the tree’s branches, ready to spring out and yell “peek a boo!” to announce it’s grand arrival at any moment.

And those white clouds… they were necessarily there to show us how beautiful the sky was, in their slow departure.

But they’re going. Just look at them leaving the scene.

And on our way home tonight, reminiscing about all the fun we had today, ABBA’s song ‘Chiquitita’ came on.

And the same line gets me every time.

“Chiquitita you and I know

How the heartaches come and they go and the scars they’re leaving

You’ll be dancing once again and the pain will end

You will have no time for grieving

Chiquitita you and I cry

But the sun is still in the sky and shining above you

Let me hear you sing once more like you did before

Sing a new song Chiquitita.”

And it was just so perfect, for everything.

….

Try once more

Like you did before

Sing a new song

My blogging readers. ❤

#1726 Day 228 of getting there: behind the clouds

Have you ever wondered what’s behind the clouds?

Or rather, what’s above it?

They can be heavy. Dark. Ominous even.

But there’s a magical, surreal, mysterious quality to them.

You can see clouds. They sit above us almost every day, moving about while we also go about with our lives.

Have you ever flied through a cloud while on a plane? It’s the most beautiful thing. These little pillows of fluff just jazz on by, pushed aside by the plane’s force, yet still remaining an element of the ethereal.

We aren’t so fortunate, especially in recent times, to be able to experience these fleeting and magical moments of cushions flying past us, as we sit in a man-made machine, high above the rest of the world.

So we look above.

Some of us, don’t even look.

I for one, don’t find them oppressive. Sure, they block the light at times…

But I feel like the beauty of clouds are made that much more striking, by the stunning colours and transparent light that shines from inside, looking out.

Without the darkness, there can be no beauty.

#1719 Day 221 of getting there: Lights on the bay

It was one of those busy days.

I had a longer than normal work shift, and during it I still had to go and pick up baby girl from school…

And keep working again when I came back home.

Then it was a mad rush of dinner prep, some washing, then eating, then cleaning up…

By the time I had done all that, all I wanted was the couch.

The good ol’ trusty couch.

But I was upstairs, and through my rush to get back downstairs, I looked out the window, and paused.

I could see a cargo ship far off in the distance on the bay.

I hesitated… and then I walked over to the window.

The ship was almost blended into the waters, but you might be able to spot it to the left of the left-hand side tree.

Lights flashed in the nearer water, beacons to warn others of the shore. They did so at random intervals. One of them flashed four times, then the other chimed in for four flashes after a count of two.

A streak of orange light was strewn across the sky. The chance at capturing a gorgeous setting sun was gone, but instead there was other beauty that lay across the horizon.

I took a deep breath and took it all in.

Then once I was happy with my pause, I walked downstairs.

#1705 Day 207 of getting there: meditating with rainbows

I don’t really know how it started (much like everything lately) but tonight, Hubbie, baby girl and I ended up doing impromptu meditations on each other.

I think baby girl was laying across us, and I started with a few light instructions.

“Close your eyes. Take a deep breath in… and out.”

The fun really began when she took the reigns. Here are some snippets of what she said when she was instructing US:

“Close your eyes.

Take a deep breath in… and out.

Take 3 more deep breaths.

Imagine the sun rising up.

And there’s a rainbow next to the sun.

And in the rainbow are unicorns… and kittens… and cats…

And any other animal you like.

Imagine lovely nature.

And when you’re ready, slowly open your eyes.”

OMG. How is my daughter a meditation guru with her soft instructions like that? Maybe something to do with the fact that she does yoga and meditation at her school, and during lockdown, with so much time to fill, she listened to and watched a lot of meditation and yoga videos online…

She totally has the knack. She will relax you and put you to sleep any day… in the BEST way possible. 💖

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#1704 Day 206 of getting there: watch the sunset

I take so many sunset pictures. I took some more tonight.

But I realised, how often do I actually sit to watch them?

Quietly. Contemplating. Observant.

I saw Hubbie was out the front after dinner. He had gone to take out the rubbish bins, and of course was called to stay and do weeding.

By no one, but the weeds.

We are cut from the same cloth. If you know, you know. Once you see one, you pick one, then you pick another, and another…

And soon you have a whole pile of weeds in a clump on the grass.

It’s work, but it’s therapeutic. I sat on the front bench, Hubbie looking for stray grass variety in my foreground, the sunset in the background… and I focused on the latter, with the former bringing me back to reality every so often.

The clouds shifted. The sun sunk down. The air was mild, mixed with the smell of cut grass, earth, and spring.

And the magnitude of life, both it’s simplicity and it’s inherent meaning, settled around me.

In this world, we are very small. But we get to do big things.

If we so choose it.

It was a lovely moment. 💖

#1699 Day 201 of getting there: sun rays through the clouds

I love when you see those streams of light.

Bursting forth through the clouds.

No matter how heavy the clouds are. How dense they are. The sun is strong, and doesn’t let dark and billowing clouds get in its way.

And if it can’t shine brightly, solo in the sky?

It will force it’s sun rays through, God damn it.

And then it becomes even more beautiful.

It’s strength, is beautiful.

#1639 Day 141 of getting there: blinded by the balcony light

There’s nothing quite like counteracting the dark…

With light.

Inside…

With outside.

Still air…

With fresh air.

Work…

With NO WORK.

After I finished my shift today baby girl and I headed upstairs to enjoy our coffee break on the balcony. The sun shone right into my eyes, so much so that I could barely see…

But I didn’t care.

I had the bay. I had coffee. I had sunshine.

I had baby girl.

We had August. We still have it, no matter what the world does or says.

It’s still ours.

And we sat there, surrounded by crisp air and blinding sunshine, taking it all in… 💖

#1589 Day 91 of getting there: Let’s reset on this short day

I don’t know what was going on today.

Was it Winter?

Was it the moon?

The sun?

The eclipse?

Or something more powerful… HORMONES?

Something freaky was going on. I was unhinged. Emotional. A wreck. So much to do, and yet complete unwillingness to do anything at all.

Was someone sticking needles into a mini-me? Was it Karma? Some huge Universal lesson I was being taught?

Was it just the fact I am sick of this super long, super strong, superman-type cold I’ve had for the past 3 months?

Is iso finally making me crack, true and proper?

It’s one of those things, that I just don’t know. I may never know.

But there is ONE THING I KNOW for certain.

Today is the shortest day. June 21st.

It is the day of the winter solstice in the southern hemisphere.

And also, the anniversary of our engagement sooo many years ago.

As soon as I discovered in 2016, that the winter solstice fell on our engagement anniversary, I was intrigued.

Firstly, I knew it was not a coincidence, because I don’t believe in those.

A day marking the end of the old, and the rebirth of great beginnings and hope, to fall on our engagement day… it was NOT a coincidence.

I am compelled to write and remind people about it every year, and I feel like my winter solstice journey in life is only just beginning.

The day that the southern hemisphere is tilted furthest away from the sun, hence getting the least amount of sunshine, is the day that we call this, the shortest day.

At a time of the greatest darkness, it can be understood then that symbolically it is a time of rebirth, rejuvenation and self-reflection.

Through darkness, comes light. Through trying times, springs hope.

And even though there is a lag between the shortest day, and us experiencing the coldest winter days yet, because of our hemisphere here still cooling (yep, get ready folks) we can start to set intentions and make space for what we want in our lives, for this next chapter.

For this next chapter, of slowly, oh so slowly, increasing LIGHT.

Which brings me back to the beginning. Today was crappy. Many of you may be having shitty days like me. Shitty weeks. Hell it’s been months for me (and yet for some more of you, years).

Coronavirus has not helped.

But let’s be kind to ourselves. Let’s try. Try to accept this difficult time for what it is. And that is, a massive growing and learning experience.

The rebirth is here. Things are going to get better, they have to.

Winter is going to kick us hard, sure, but honestly, look how bad this year has been already.

Just look. And we’re still here.

BLOODY SURVIVING.

We can do it.

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#1520 Day 22 of getting there: Saluting the Sun

I felt so much better today. Part of it was due to the pressure of the BIG day being gone.

Knowing it wasn’t a day like Easter day, where I would usually see my family, well it made it easier. There was no pressure on what the day should have been, no expectations.

And also, the SUN was out.

We took a walk, because being at home is something we are all growing so tiresome of.

We had to.

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It was so gorgeous. The walk along the Esplanade showed us dozens upon dozens of other walkers alongside bicyclists, and we were all getting out for some much-needed vitamin D.

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I am so aware of the impact on mental health this isolation is causing us. So, so aware. And after the day that was yesterday, I know I need to look after myself more, give myself more time outside, taking walks, spending time in the sun, because the days ahead are only gonna get shorter, darker, and colder.

So once home, MORE sun. I took a book my cousin leant to me, and read it out on the balcony.

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The Light Between Oceans. I’m still at an early part of the novel, but it’s getting to that addictive point where the characters are infiltrating my thoughts. I love them already and am already future crying for what’s to happen next.

Baby girl, and then Hubbie soon joined me. All we needed was the cat, and the bird. 😉

And then I snapped this up on the balcony. Clear, blue, crisp views.

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As a contrast, this later tonight.

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I felt it quite telling, metaphoric even. The clouds crossing the sky. Half clear, half murky.

And it made me think…

I think we might be half way there. Through hardship comes clarity.

Or just, the sky was part-cloudy?

You be the judge.

#1293 We made it! 2019 edition

Peeps… I am calling it.

WINTER IS OVER!

Who cares that today it’s August 30th, and that technically means 2 more days of Winter…

Who cares. (rhetorical question).

I sure don’t (but I’ll answer anyway) because Winter is pretty much done and dusted.

I am sad about August, only because the month is so full of love and laughter and good times what with our million and one birthdays.

But Winter… I am happy to see the back of YOU.

Ahh. Just, ahh. What a beautiful feeling to know we are on the cusp of continuous warm weather and sunshine-y days…

Yes ok. I know this is Melbourne we are talking about and there may just be a hailstorm next week.

But then, it will be Spring. And still, you just know, things have to get better.

(Things have to get better!)

They already have! Today for instance! Glorious!

I took shots as the sun went down, and the emotions that were summed up were blissful, warm and happy.

Ahhh. 

Tomorrow it is meant to be EVEN better. 3 degrees warmer! WOO HOO!

High on sunshine right now :):):)