Natural Health Therapist Denmark
“I want you to go back to reflect on your teen self and ask what would have helped you?” the Teen Camp Coordinators challenge.
AAAHHHH NOOOO! don’t make me go there!
Grateful I survived those eenie years as not all of my peers did
Here it is Teen angst revisited so I can glean gems to help me mentor .
Sanctuary a space created to provide repose, to rest the soul and guard against external interference. Following are images of my home, mia casa, my sanctuary and spaces that nurture my soul. This blog is a photographic celebration of the spaces we manifest to let us find refuge and recover our energy after our daily toil.
Oh haven of slumber keeper of dreams where my weary bones find solace and mind stillness.
The Bilby surpassed the Easter rabbit a few years ago now the Numbat is on the scene. Easter or Istar is a celebration of new life, resurrection, fertility. The date of when we celebrate Easter is in flux, it changes even within the Christian Creeds. It adds to the mystery but as Nikki Gemmell discussed this could become uniform. Do I need this predictability?
Climbing, climbing, climbing to reach my goals can be lonely and daunting. My voice gets tight and quivery when fatigue hits. Recently I took time out to sing with a friend in a Gospel singing workshop. Joy! one voice combined with many to bring back harmony on so many levels.
International Women’s Day: 8th March 2016
Wow how far we have come and continue evolving.
OM on the footpath.
Highlighted in yellow underlined for emphasis.
Zero metres – a beginning point, enticer to move.
no one
The First ones
Living by lore
no one chained and shackled
convict of conditions / crime
no one speaking in their tongue
old land behind – new one here
no one young and resilient
child of a morrows dreams
no one “the sheila – the better half”
women of the ages
No one – with an identity
ancient, borrowed, bold
To be ONE
Shared threads found in these “no ones”
Love, Faith, Hope
Threads come together in a tapestry of tales
of spirit, of survival, of …
Land of no one
In Latin mapmakers stamped our island
no one?
not one?
Sweet 2016 shiny new and 365 days to live, love and labour with new opportunities. Turning 16 there were significant milestones to accomplish with goals stretching beyond puberty blues.
I learnt to drive on the dry salt lake in Dad’s ute with his patient instruction. We survived! Dad did loose a bit of hair that summer. Learning to drive is not restricted to that period though confidence may blind us. The Boot call was devised by a family who lost kin to a car accident created by a driver txting while driving. I have found a mobile phone out of reach and sight stops me from habitually responding. Sadly the lesson of not to drink alcohol then drive takes too many lives – please consider others.
Learning is a life long quest as our passions and curiosity drive us to seek answers and create new knowledge. At 16 I learnt that failing your drivers licence is not the end – you will get there with persistence. This lesson has been repeated numerous times. What does not permit me to learn is my fears and procrastination.
Ahh travel this did not occur when I turned 16 but at 25 years of age. The navy blue booklet with its gold insignia filled with stamps is a revered ticket to accessing the world as afforded. Travel opened my eyes to how fortunate and privileged I am in Australia. Absorbing unique cultures and lifestyles beyond my island opened me to think beyond what I knew and how blessed I am. With privilege comes opportunities that can be shared for example volunteering overseas using your skills or supporting refugees in their transition to Australia.
My parents would gladly consent to my marriage, no matter what the dowry. I continue to socialise to meet the man willing – without danger money to share my adventures. The idealism and innocence of sweet 16 is a little jaded but youthful optimism remains. In some countries young women are married off at much younger ages to much older men this changes their health, education and livelihood. Australia’s laws prevent child brides but kidnapping to another country does occur.
At 16 we have the capacity to live for today not thinking of ours or anyone else’s tomorrows. Now it is possible to give someone another day through donating blood. 16 is the age of transition, transformation a bridge from the protected shelter of childhood to leap into adulthood responsibilities.
Our dreams of how we wish to live were developing at 16 years. Like fine wines / cheeses we mature with age, guarding our attitudes to prevent ourselves from becoming rancid or sour. Positive conversations with our elders at 16 on our anticipated future guided us to this point. In 2016 seek those positive people to support you. Moran and Tschannen – Moran (2010) describe the 5 D Cycle that help us evolve beyond our 16 year old self as:
As you define your new year remember your achievements, to dream and design your sweet 2016 destiny.
Moran and Tschannen – Moran (2010) Coaching Psychology, Wellcoaches U.S.A.
