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a grey rock
A little grey rock is born of the earth. In the sun it finds warmth, it tingles as the rays shine upon it, new found glitter glistens. It is a stable force. When the wind lifts, it holds firm. A strong wind tempts it to rise, like a hurricane plucking homes from the ground. But…
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the future
It blasts off like a rocketSoaring out of your controlYou want to get it back But it’s too lateIt is already on courseAlready pursuing purposeAlready in the atmosphere.It sneaks up on you quietlyUnexpectedlyWhile you’re busyDoing 100 other things.Unaware, it announces itselfAnd takes your breath awayYou want to silence itAsk it to waitTo come back, when…
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Life’s Mirrors – on Humility & being teachable
Is there anything quite as humbling as our children holding up mirrors to our flaws? Seeing them act in less-than-flattering ways and instantly thinking, yep, that’s me. This is my daughter and I. Sometimes my son. I feel like the list of all their undesirable behaviours come from me. I witness my daughter’s clumsiness and…
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What we carry – a poem for Holy Week
I sat down and started drafting this blog late in December. I think originally it was meant to be about the hope for a new year and all the glorious “new” that is to come. In early January, I revisited it and made some additions. After a holiday and the commencement of school (and real…
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A bit about Lent and the traditions that shape us.
There are some traditions we do just “to do them.” These traditions come with a form of expectancy and repetition, maybe without consideration of why. I suppose it would be fair to say that Lent might also be a little bit like this. If we are not careful, it rolls around in the calendar and…
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New Year, New Me (LOL) – on our intentions, leaning in and what we learn along the way.
(Alt title; the blog post where I overused parenthesis). How is it February already? The new year, once this shiny thing of promise, already feels a little heavy, a little grimy. I never really understood the emphasis of ‘new year, new me.’ I do, however, like goals and I like intentions. If you are finding…
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A Blessing for Teachers – on the end of a school year.
I started this morning on a high. I had finished my last official day at school, the glorious joys of being part-time. The year is not quite finished, with official celebrations remaining. Ahead of me was a day of my own crafting, children at school and work obligations complete. I was filled with the joy…
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Advent – on holding out for Hope
We have reached December and I am feeling more burnt out than most years. That might not be true. Surely every year I collapse at the end and feel this exhausted? But, also, maybe not. This year feels more so. As a teacher, the end of the year is A LOT. As a parent, the…
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I love weddings & I love marriage more – reflections on both.
I love weddings. If you know me even a little, I doubt you are surprised by this revelation. I have been in many conversations with friends, and even acquaintances, who are lamenting an upcoming wedding or particularly their involvement in a bridal party and I pretend to sympathise, but I do not. Yes, weddings can…
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No man is an island – on wanting permission to own your story
I’m going to be ruthlessly (and disappointingly) upfront here – this post does not have an ending. It’s like that novel you picked up to read whose opening line declares “this story does not have a happy ending” or goes even further by foretelling the protagonist’s death. And despite your commitment, at purchasing or borrowing…
letters and lattes 