Burnout

Burnout! Not a word I wanted to hear.  A few weeks before Christmas that word loomed loud and clear.  Shouting at me to “Stop” I took the day off knowing that in the evening I was off to The Inspire Collective, http://www.inspirecollective.com.au (check it out -It’s the highlight of my quarterly calendar) but I was dog … More Burnout

Letting Go

It seems my life is full of ‘letting go’ moments and I wonder to myself is this the same for others? My head, so full of dreams and in particular, one little dream (my little secret).  Somehow, I find the dreams I have dreamt (and in particular that secret one) seem always to be just … More Letting Go

Well Laid Plans

I’VE HEARD IT SAID THAT “THE WELL LAID PLANS OF MICE AND MEN OFTEN GO AWRY” well today they did! Lets go back to yesterday. I raced home from work in the dark excited that i’d be soon be heading off to meet with some inspiring creatives. I raced in, checked out my youngest’s lasted … More Well Laid Plans

Leaning

Tonight I’m sitting here quietly pondering the events of the past week. Pondering what to write. I want to write something, anything. I have so much to say but I feel restrained. It’s not time yet. But I can say this… Tho it’s been blow after blow, we’re still standing. Tho we’ve had knock after … More Leaning

Hope

What a journey All year I kept thinking this season will soon end and things will get better – we can begin planning for a new season and these days at my piano, singing all these ‘wilderness songs’ will soon end. I’m still singing, still storing up treasure, still finding solace in times alone with … More Hope

Dream a Little Dream

Dream a Little Dream Close your eyes and imagine I’ve heard and read that without a dream or ‘a vision’ we’ll perish, some even say that without a ‘vision’ or a dream that’s growing and evolving, a ‘progressive vision’ we just wander aimlessly.’ We could end up anywhere and never achieve anything. When I was young … More Dream a Little Dream

God With Skin On

I wish I had photo of the one who became ‘God with skin on’ that day in Malaysia. I remember his name, his gentle face. I could feel eyes watching me along with all the eyes of so many in the room that day.I stood out like a sore thumb.  The only one with white … More God With Skin On