Place: home

Poison: cappucino

Favourite Things: tracky pants

This morning I made a date, I went to my local cafe and had a 45 minute catch up on the phone, with the lovely Hayley.

I have many friends who live so far away and it’s so easy for our lives to just move apart, getting stuck in the everyday. Yet intentionality is the safeguard for entropy.

I made an appointment and grabbed my phone, ordered poached eggs on toast and you would have thought Hayley was sitting opposite me in my mt Claremont haunt…

If your season changes and your friend travel afar, do everything you can in this frantic world to be intentional about your catch ups.

Our green tea cup club over the last couple of years had allowed the craziness of the week to crowd out our regular catch ups. So this year we planned the year out and intentionalised our catch ups, so we are able to stay connected.

Intentionalise your friendships, it will rock your world.

A

Place: lounge room

Poison: chewies

Favourite things: lavender essential oil…

It’s been such a great day off, but…

I’m bored!

It’s not very often that that sentance escapes my mouth, but it’s true. I’m very very very very bored.

I have had a bath, contemplated cooking, text a few friends, read my latest book from the library, snacked on random happenings in the fridge.

Still boredom haunts me.

I have come out of a super crazy season and put myself on a 6 month travel fast. I am determined to find health and happiness in the random everyday occurances.

Am I addicted to adrenaline? Maybe… Am I addicted to inspiration and drama? Possibly…

What is the line between achievement and restfulness? What is the boundary that deliniates driveness and contentment?

Boredom has the capacity to annoy or restore… My choice today is restoration, to ponder the space of boredom, to think, create and conspire with no real goal or achievement.

The consumerism of our day has created a guilt complex amoungst the people, resulting in the inability to rest and recreate.

Boredom is not necessarily a bad thing…

I hope…

A

Place: lounge room

Poison: chocolate

Favourite things: Corina

Today as I was driving, I was getting so frustrated with the traffic and it was a Saturday!

Traffic can be so intense, with unexpected frustrations and inconviences.

One way I have created a sensory distraction in my car, is a big pot of a really strong smelling hand cream. When I am stuck in traffic or at some lights I rub this cream on my hands and remind myself that this time in the car is actually a privilege.

So many others would do anything just to be in a car net alone own it!

Find a way to distract yourself or remind yourself of the priveleges we take for granted.

Something as simple as a strong smell has the ability to create new memories that remind us every time we smell them of it’s predecessor.

A beautiful hand cream can become your new best friend.

Divine driving frustrations…

A

Place: the leather lounge upstairs

Poison: toothpaste

Favourite things: new trackie pants

This evening one of my teeth broke and at first I was completely freaked out! Oh no, I should have done this, I should have done that… You know that familiar sound of regret that swirls around the drainhole of your mind.

In the midst of this malay, I was reminded of a message I presented last weekend about contemplation and what was the tenure of my mind.

We cannot live with regret and the soundtrack of our minds, greatly impacts the everyday circumstance of our reality.

I want to create space to listen to the voice of reason and inspiration rather than that of negativity and decay.

No matter the circumatance, the podcast that your mind syncs with either brings health or disease.

Contemplate the best. Sync your thoughts with a sound track underscored with wisdom.

Besides really, how bad can one dentist visit truly be?

Place: Lounge Room

Poison: Water

Favourite Things: Mark and Vickie Reddy in town

Between Christmas and New Year this photo was taken of my family on a holiday down south where we took time just to be with one another.

Our world is so full of speed and demands, to take time to rest and recreate together is such an important part of a creative lifestyle.

I miss my family times like this, just recently they all went away camping and I didn’t go away, and I truly am the worse for it.

How often do the seemingly urgent, take from the important. Diaires are often determined by the loudest voice rather than the most integral.

How often do those closest to you, recieve the leftovers or are on the end of the days tasklist?

It’s ony through contemplation and meditation, can we truly fade out the urgent and determine the important in our everyday.

In a world that will never be satisfied with no, it is imperative that we shout it loudly at that which bombards us.

Creativity is only fresh in the midst of a fertile ground, fertilised by soul care.

Refresh your diary and therefore your mind.

A

Place: barchetta

Poison: cap and carrot cake

Favourite things: the bloke and U2 latest album!

I am at a cafe that over looks the beach with my note pad and I am inspired!! This week my car was broken into and paintings I really loved and books that are irreplacable because of my copious notes, my painting class materials and signed copies of beloved albums all gone!

For me when things are stolen it’s not material possesions, but personal persuasions that are irreplacable that rob the heart not just our possessions.

But today after a stunning event last night with more than 1000 men, speaking about blokey stuff, I have just decided to let these treasures go and not let the person who took them also rob my peace.

A lesson in creative kindness, not allowing dissapointment to rock your everyday moments.

So whoever has my clumsy artwork and my beloved books… I pray you enjoy them as much as I did!!

A