Being kept on your toes

Saw a beautiful little film called 'Catfish' last night and it had such a poignant message about losing ouselves in the journey of others. This woman who once wanted to be a dancer and had the potentail to, gave it all away, only to later find herself trapped and sorrounded literally by disabilty and ilness. If that's not an extended metaphor, then I don't really know what is. So we are all given the gift of life - and it is a gift that is full of possibilities. But all too often people, myself included, trade those possiblities for the 'safety' that security brings. I still dance, even though I am older than the 'typical' dancer is. It is like oxygen to me. So whatever it is that makes you smile beautiful people, please don't turn your back on it. One day too it may come back to haunt you. xx

blank spaces...

A good friend of mine used to remind me of the importance of blank spaces in one's day..times where nothing is planned. Tonight I actually did that.. had time to have a long shower, read the local paper over dinner and talk about random things with my flatmate. I don't feel as if I necessarily achieve anything, but my mind feels better for it. It's in these blank spaces that dreams are created. It's also surprisingly an opportunity for goals to be achieved as we can back to ourselves. In my post dinner blank space, I chatted with a friend on facebook and organised stuff to do when in Sydney. Have some blank spaces where time is 'wasted', it really is a nice self indulgent thing. PS Ice cream and or tim tams complement this time well. x

The fat lady has sung

I like that an opera analogy is used when referring to the end of a chapter in one's life. I guess life really is an opera - its ups and downs, trials and tribulations so to speak. Each chapter, or experience bringing us closer to the path we are meant to be on. I do believe that - destiny. You know in your gut when you stray away from it. Sometimes we don't heed the call of the famous fat lady, only to cry about it later when we splutter back onto our path. But thank God for tears, the cathartic little morsels that they are. I was faced today with a chapter from my past and it was, as is often the case, bitter sweet. I was glad to have had the experience and to have been reminded of it, while also being reminded that some challenging times lay ahead as I forge a new life for myself. The feeling in my gut that I am listening to, however, does remind me that the good old universe is indeed unfolding as it should. Goodnight girls and boys. xx

Getting in the groove

Madonna's words from the 80's are so true..get into the groove. I just got back from dance class..my part time addiction. It's such a great way to shed a layer and cloak yourself in a good dose of self confidence instead. I could have stayed home with the rain, the tim tams and a dvd player..but yeah..no Much better plan to have a boogie instead. Tim tams, as great as they are, can wait for another night when I don't have the opportunity for boogie time. Feeling quite virtuous now as I write this and drink my peppermint tea. Guess its just another day in paradise..sweet dreams sweethearts xx

crushing on you..and you..and you x

My flatamte has a crush..she has a few and I think its great. A crush reminds us of the lighter side of life, of not taking ourselves too seriously. And how good is it to wake up from a yummy dream about the male lead in 'Offspring'! I don't think she intends to do anything about any of these crushes, as tends to be the case for most crushees. But it can teach us to laugh at ourselves and it can even show us a gutsy side we never knew we had should we dare to act on the crush..

I'll leave you with that thought for your sunny Sunday. Enjoy whatever comes your way. xx

'Who stole my cheese?' moment

Not sure if that's the phrase I'm looking for, but I'm talking about the expiry of inspiration. Maybe it's my early onset of Alzheimers striking again, I had all these ideas for a great blog earlier today. However, I was too busy concentrating on my turn out and lack thereof to have the chance to write anything down. Anyway, today was quite productive. The fish out of water went to work at the theatre..got to people watch and see a great show. I can't believe I got paid for it, love the random things that can happen to us when we least expect it. Was reminded about the importance of standing out from the crowd, along with standing up for what you believe in.
So on that, I'll leave you with this to ponder..
I chose Julian Rocks as the address for this blog, as it is one of the most beautiful places on earth (the earth that I have visited anyway). Unfortunately, the fisheries wat to revoke its marine park status. So if for some reason you, like myself, have an expiry of inspiration moment,: recall the places you love. And ask yourself, what impact am I going to have on my world today? Remember, there is no act too small. xx 

Explanation, unedited

You can take the girl away from her island home, but you can't take the island from inside of her heart. One finds new things when they travel to a different place to call home. I never quite got what the saying 'home is where the heart is' meant but now I do get that it doesn't matter where you go as long as you come back to you. Challenges are part and parcel of this. You may wake up one day with a fuzzy memory of how things used to be, only to realise that you are a different size now (both literally and metaphoriacally).

That's all for now folks as coffee is calling.

Thought for the day: look at yourself in the mirror and smile. The present is a present xx