Poetry Thursday - River

River

Hawkesbury reaches flow between grey-green bushy banks. Oyster leases cross-hatch wide water. Tiny, shaggy islands sit, flecked with birds, feathers ruffled by the breeze. The solitude of a blue painted shack with a red tin roof beckons. Tinnys buzz across choppy water making haste to the other side. Holiday houseboats linger in sandy coves. A silver train crosses a century old bridge beside the muddy mangroves. Startled mullet jump, tails flicking, plopping back heavily into the depths. River mist hangs quietly in ghostly clouds across the morning stillness.

Growth and the Future Self

Do you ever have that feeling that you have grown? My birds nest fern looks just how I feel!

Fresh new leaves unfurling/Fresh new ideas forming

Bright green and shiny/Healthy and energised

Old leaves breaking down and decaying/The old me dying off and fading.

Always looking for the sunlight/Seeking the positive in everything

Via kate iredale I have found this wonderful "1 + 1+ 1 challenge". It is very similar to the "notes to self" I blogged a while back, in that you write a letter to yourself in the future tense, creating your life just as you want it to be, seeing yourself as who you want to become. You decorate and embellish your letter in any way you desire, then put it away in a decorated envelope, to be opened 1 year, 1 month and 1 day away. I have done this and it is a great challenge.

If you would like to create your future too, take a look at the May 18 post at [i] love life

Back to the Blog

I have been truly busy of late, which is why I haven't been posting much. With so much going on it has been hard to gather my thoughts on what I want to blog, with everything racing around in my head.

I'm back to creating though, and this is my latest offering - Banksia Pod and Gumnuts. I have been happily stocking up on quality art materials and the difference is amazing - like wearing a ballgown made of silk compared to daggy track pants. I'm focusing on water colour and ink on one front and painting with acrylics on the other. I must say I kinda like switching between the two, like changing from high heels into loafers, it gives you a break and keeps you fresh.

Thanks for your good vibes for my dodgy hip. It has been gradually improving, which equates to sleep for me and a clearer, less jet-lagged head. Focused Yoga breathing has been helping a lot. I do believe that we are capable of healing ourselves from within if we use the right energy.

Last week I arranged for my mother to move from a Dementia Hostel to a Nursing Home, as she has deteriorated in the past few months. It is heartbreaking to witness another persons decline, especially when it's your mother, but it is uplifting to see the level of care that is provided to people who can no longer care for themselves. They do a tough job. The home is five minutes away from my place, so I can visit regularly. At present, Mum still recognizes me, even though she doesn't remember my name, so for the time I am there, she has a temporary kind of peace.

Having been through a low patch with my hip I decided it was time to do something nice for me. So I bought myself a string of blue-green and silver beads with matching earrings and a lime green jumper (not my usual choice of colour). Well, everyone has been commenting, saying how lovely the colour is and how amazing the beads are. It really has given me the boost I needed. Colour therapy for everyone!