A Shift With My Journalling

I started to journal regularly at café’s shortly after my mum passed away and when I did I started with a cheap soft cover lined journal. When I had completed that one, I decided to spend a bit more money and honour what I was writing and found my first Pepper Pot journal.

It’s been five pretty and committed years of scribing my thoughts as I have sipped coffee in satisfying contentment.

I was getting to the end of my current journal and this is when  the hunt begins for a new Pepper Pot however, this year was difficult and none of the regular haunts stocked them any more, like none!! I searched for a good two months and even went searching while I was in Perth just recently.

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This is when I really started to talk to God about my journal conundrum and my discussion with God has led me in a whole new journalling direction.

I bought myself a visual diary and lets just say that I’m glad I listened to God when he spoke “It’s a new day”

So armed with my new journal style I went to a cafe and came up with this

I really enjoy this new style and feel released and free. I have also noticed that something powerful is happening as I am doing this. It feels as though I have connected with God in a way that is beyond myself and that when I am drawing, I am praying.

I have also experienced some powerful unexpected moments like the time I met a lovely family from Saudi Arabia. The little boy drew a picture of me which I will treasure forever.

I have also noticed that by drawing it is helping me get my ideas for preaching or teaching and my brain is getting into some kind of order.

This is some of my notes for a sermon that I am working on

This is the start of my lesson plan for teaching about Permaculture

It’s like the flood gates have opened and I’m feeling refreshed at this shift in my journalling. It’s like paddling in a canoe with the current on my side and all of creation is cheering me on. It’s a joy, it’s powerful, It’s love.

 

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Entitlement

Today I heard a statement that annoyed the crap out of me.

“This area needs a kick arse park where we can sip our latte’s…blah blah blah blah”

Why did it annoy me? Because it was the tune of an entitled, unsatisfied, ungrateful and unimaginative parent of today’s disconnection with what really matters in life.

Are you serious??

She would rather use up her petrol going out-of-town so that her precious mites can play on equipment while she gets to sip her latte while checking her social media on her phone….and yes, she complained that she has to use soooooo much petrol just to get to a kick arse park where the community can grow and be wonderful.

Oh dear, poor us with our below average parks that are right near our beaches and stunning trees but at least they are close to cafe’s where latte’s can be purchased. Oh dear, we are so under privileged with our third world parks that we are missing out on families being able to build community. Gosh, what ever are we to do????

Lets face it, the only way that community is going to be built is if the council get serious about building a kick arse park where latte’s are on tap. Oh and of course how dare the council waste money on art projects that have no worth when that money could have gone to the real needs of the community……on a kick arse park with readily available latte’s.

Oh and by the way, this is the unacceptable park that can never be kick arse in a world where people think that everything should be done for them.

As for me, this is more than kick arse……this is paradise.

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It’s Been A Great Holiday

Holidays are nearly over and for the first time ever I’m not jumping up with glee. Mind you, I am looking forward to back to school and having routine again.

So what’s the difference?

There has been a lack of the usual meltdowns and instead there has been interesting conversations, compliance and just general enjoyment. My little man has come a long way and is maturing into a lovely young man. My vision for him has been raised where it’s now time to stop underestimating him.

I can’t tell you how good that makes me feel.

These holidays became all about Star Wars

This visit to the river was unreal as I’d never seen my boy have so much fun swimming. He was ducking his head under water and trying to look for the city underwater.

This day was great, while Jason and I were getting immersed in mud Zach was off making his own connections with the community.

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Even on a day trip there was lovely behaviour from the back seat. There were a few “are we there yets” but no too bad.

OMG he even cracked a whip

This day we had a lovely cafe date. I was so relaxed and nothing was a big deal.

look at that smile

Again, another coffee date where there was conversation and lovely interactions.

With so many lovely moments this holiday I am not worn out and for that I am totally grateful. Something is different and I shall cherish it. I look forward to this year and I know within my guts my son is going to be okay.

Prophetic Art

Just recently I have launched out and have begun to do prophetic drawings for other people.

What is Prophetic art?

What I consider to be prophetic art is where I create from God’s heart to bless the person whom I am creating for. I’m not the only one doing this kind of thing. Here is what others say about prophetic art’ Worship Studio, Prophetic Artists,  Daniel Vogler and many more.

My journey as an artist began as a small child and I have always considered myself an artist. When I was 17 I came to the Lord and found a whole new and wonderful life to live. When it came to God and art I always saw the connection but I never saw myself as a Christian artist. I have always seen myself as an artist who loves God. Yes, there is a difference 🙂

A number of years ago I painted my first prophetic painting at church (You can read about it here) and I had no idea that it was prophetic until a few years later when one of our elders mentioned it. Oh yeah, that’s prophetic!!! So that was in front of a church and a word in season but what about individuals?

So strangely at the end of last year I had a compulsion to draw this picture about one of my friends

My friend is the one who is flying and I had no intention of ever showing him the picture until I had another sudden urge to show him. The very next day I received a word saying that I will paint pictures that will bring healing to the person I have painted for. Things are heating up people!!!

So I began the journey after one of my friends asked me for one

I then thought that I would draw a picture for the newly appointed elders of our church.

It’s important to note that this is not my style of art, yet it is a thoroughly enjoyable way to be creative. I think about the person and ask God what I should draw. I then get an image. Once I start the first part of the picture the rest just flows and God gives me an encouraging word for the recipient.  I also pray that what I drawing will mean something to the receiver and that it indeed shall bring a healing to them that is supernatural. This really is an exciting way to do art. I love it.

Today I drew another picture for someone. While I was drawing this I was reflecting on a word I had received the night before from one of our elders. she saw me giving away daisy’s to people. Oh yeah…..love that word. I then had a sudden Holy Ghost thought “I should draw daisy’s and give them away” So I did!!

 

I gave these two to the cafe workers who serve me coffee all the time.

 

 

 I’m so loving doing all this creative stuff.

This is just the beginning of an exciting journey and I am struggling to put into words but I’ll try because I want to keep a record of this awesome wave I am on.

I’ll shall keep you all posted.

Train Date

Today I took my little man for a train date and it was a lovely and enjoyable experience. Every holidays he asks about going on the train so this holiday I put it in my diary to make sure it happened.

I decided that Thirroul would be a nice place to venture.

When we arrived we walked to the beach and my son played at this super-duper park

And to my surprise, Thirroul has an Olympic sized salt water pool…..and what a lovely looking pool it is indeed.

Thirroul beach also has moments where one can practice their parkour if one so chooses to do so.

We then went for a walk to Austinmer beach, with some more parkour along the way.

The Austie beach rock pools were rocking today and I was impressed with the committed swimmers that I witnessed today bobbing about out there.

I love how the dressing room building reflected the ocean. It was all harmonious and music to my eyes.

After our walking excursion to Austinmer we headed back to Thirroul for some refreshments before the trip home. We entered one cafe and asked if they served ham sandwiches. No they didn’t, but they served toast. I was thinking, You could just serve the bread pre-toasted? I took a moment to ponder this question and thought, I don’t think that they deserve my intelligence nor money so we went somewhere else.

Yeah for people who serve sandwiches. Tin Shed Cafe

The food and service were great and I’ll be going back there again for sure. We had lunch, used the elevators at the station (a new obsession) and enjoyed the train ride back home. A lovely successful day if you ask me.

 

Cruising The Australia Day Weekend.

On the Australia Day weekend four of us coffee group girls (we are a support group for carers) got on a cruise and had the best time away from our normal lives.

For me the cruise turned out to have many unexpected layers of awesomeness. I used to think that cruisers were a lame way to experience a holiday and that idea got totally smashed to bits!!!!

Dancing, eating, enjoying the paced out cocktail or two

flying foxes, having a dip in the pool

laughing, waving my arms around, being a part of a morning show and spectator

unwinding, decompressing, lots of smiles.

One of my most memorable moments that happened, was when we sailed out of the harbour and every one was happy, cheerful and excited. I decided that I wanted to go on the flying fox, only to find out that I was over the limit. First time in my life EVER have I failed a breath test!!!!!!!

Check out the line on top of the image. That’s the flying fox

That night while going out the heads the sea was quite rough and many, including myself got seasick. It was just as well Jody talked me into nipping the sickness in the bud by getting some tablets.

The next day I felt great and the ship was back in the harbour ready for some Australia day festivities.

Part of the entertainment for the day was Mahalia Barnes and Prinny Stevens.

That night we had some fireworks, but just quietly, they were a bit piddly…………….. yet someone did point out that we were 14 stories high.

Then it was time to put on our dancing shoes and dance the night while we sailed out of the harbour again…not so rough this time.

We all knew that Sunrise would be broadcasting live from the ship the next day but we didn’t realise that we were headed to my home town Kiama. Out of preparation for the show we all made a sign.

This is the sign that I made for the Sunrise show

The next day it was exciting to see my home town from the ocean and I couldn’t help but brag to who ever would listen about our beautiful surrounds.

I did stand for about half an hour to be a part of the crowd, but I gotta be honest……the bacon from the buffet was calling me!

For me, the excitement was how many of my local friends on Facebook were posting pictures of our ship from the shore and the stir it caused. It even made local media; Kiama Independent and Illawarra Mercury .

It was such a great experience that left me relaxed and ready to face life again. Here are some shots that I took on the last day, I hope you enjoy them.

Thanks for the fun girls

Weekly Photo Challenge: Community

The community is made of of many faces such as this crowd at the Carols last Friday night

However, the community is more than just the crowd,

it’s a bloke like this who raised money for a local charity by walking a long distance

or it’s hanging out with my church peeps and putting on a Nativity play for Christmas

or it’s going to the Village markets with my garden peeps

or doing coffee with my support group

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Community is you and me.

Funny Story (but should I be laughing?)

Today I heard the most funny story that even now I’m still peeing my pants thinking about it.

Every Friday I go to a coffee support group with other mum’s who have a child with a disability. Today as we were chatting, conversation  steered toward the topic of loved ones who have requested that their remains be scattered in the ocean. During this interesting exchange, Marge (one of the mum’s) told us of a story that was told to her.

She said that she had met a bloke who told her that when his mum passed away he did as she requested, through her body in the ocean. Marg was assuming like most people  that it was her ashes, however, he continued by saying;

After mum had passed away in the hospital I took her body, put her in a wheel chair and took her to my car. I then drove her to the harbour and asked someone who owns a boat if he would take me out to the ocean so that I could throw her body out to sea. When we were far enough out to sea I rolled her body over the side of the boat.

Needless to say he got into trouble and couldn’t understand all of the who-ha!!!!!

Weekly Photo Challenge: Escape

I think going for a lovely drive in the country with my bestie is a pretty good escape.

First we went to Fitzroy Falls and brrrrrrr

Oh!! nice view!!

And after our very hasty view of the falls we decided that lunch should be on the agenda very quickly.

So off we continued to Kangaroo Valley and called into the Jing Jo Cafe & Restaurant and it was an escape!!

This place was delightful

The food, the place, the location and the company