Wednesday 30 December 2015

Pilates in France

March 2011. My mother & my sister.
Somewhere in France.
I took the photo.
I'm having a little day dream. At night. Before sleep. Obviously. How? How am I going to achieve that?

Tip.
As far as I know
There is only one life.
Eat small
Think big
Go hard.
Time's going to pass anyway.


Tuesday 29 December 2015

Renovations everywhere

I'm still raving about the Gunnas Writing Masterclass by Catherine Deveny, Dev.

I wrote for an hour this morning. No novel ensued.

But I got great ideas for a bathroom reno.

Who knew....


http://www.remodelista.com/posts/5-favorites-camp-style-bathrooms-from-around-the-world?utm_source=gardenista&utm_medium=pubexchange 

Sometimes there's hope

http://www.catherinedeveny.com/sometimes-theres-hope-shelley-nicholson/ 


So I did it. The Gunnas' Challenge. I submitted a piece that I started at the workshop and finished before 10 pm that same night.

I had intended that my writing was more of an instructional type. I ended up with something that has triggered massive action.



Tip!
Just do it. 
Whatever.
It is.
DO NOT ask why.
Just do it.



Sunday 27 December 2015

Gunnas' Challenge

I was supposed to catch up with my sister and her daughter at a Writing Workshop today.

Only they didn't book it. In spite of Deb's email confirming their booking.

My gain.

Catherine Deveny. Smile.

The workshop challenge. To email Dev with something that has been written since the workshop started at 1000 today and was completed before 2200 this evening. And you can link to your blog etc.

Sorry but fuck. And panic. How do I get rid of that old stuff again? 

Ha. Ha. Ha.

I can't. 

Just have to go with it.

I am who I am.

So....

I am inspired to act. To write. To re-write. To share. To fade. To retreat. To reveal. To revel.


The tip?
GO DO SOMETHING OUT OF YOUR COMFORT ZONE &
EXPECT THE UNEXPECTED






And
is 
AWESOME


Saturday 22 August 2015

Merging blogs is like moving house.... you gotta clean out the junk

Frustration....
or persistence?

Since the merge was not happening as it was supposed to, I took another look at the blogs.

There was a lot of stuff I wasn't using any more. Junk in fact.

I culled, simplified, became minimalist.

And then merged.

It worked. I now have one blog.


The tip?
Reflect on my direction, the holy-crap-yeah-I-want-to-do/be/have that stuff....and re-home everything else.

Reflect, Re-purpose, Re-home













Maximum harmony

Maximum harmony - at peace with who you are. The foundation. The core. Your essence.

I did a road trip from Melbourne, Victoria, Australia to Brisbane, Queensland after the trip to France. 

It is amazing what you learn when you totally expect to learn something else.


The tip?
When in new places, take time to breathe it in as well as drink it in.
Turn off your thoughts.
Breathe.
Just breathe.
And eat well.
Picked from my garden.... cherry toms, wheat grass, garlic chives, French tarragon.













Merging Blogger blogs ain't that simple

Help.

I want to merge my Blogger blogs and there is a glitch is all I can say.

I follow the steps. Yes I do.

And the little pixies just won't merge. That goddam circle just keeps whirring around telling me it's writing the posts.

But it is not. No. No. No. It is not

Help.

Does anyone know a Google Blogger blog expert?



The tip?
Asking for help doesn't mean you can tell where the answer's going to come from, but it may not come at all if you DON'T ask.

Tuesday 18 August 2015

Gym Rats & Bookworms.... inspired by Alexandra Franzen.... & Turkish coffee blurt

Yes, yes. My favourite feed.

We get fed in many ways. Well, maybe it's just that I get fed in many ways.


Just back from Turkey. Man that is some fine, smooth, flavoursome food on offer. Loved IT.


I didn't like the taste of the coffee though. However I loved the process of making it. I've adopted it and created a new ritual.



Tip.
Use everything that you love in your life to create rituals to keep you fed. See how Alexandra Franzen uses books to keep fit so that she can feed herself.




Silver lined, bronze handled, copper
coffee making utensil from Turkey.... a cezve