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More of what's been happening, on the alternative sight.

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Tension In The Negative Spaces...

Taking note.

Having time to think about the new surroundings, and process being in a new space...
nothing like a pen and paper.

Lots To Think About...

The Sweetness Of Hope And Freedom...

Looking at the sweet interaction between  the concepts of Hope and Freedom

With Blueberries Strawberries and Pomegranate Cream.

The Big Clean Up...

Or Time For A Change...

Today I've spent time cleaning up,
changing over and moving things around in my bed room.

It's time for a change, and it's amazing that simply looking at things differently and putting them back in a different way makes it all look more exciting.
You don't always have to get new stuff to make it more appealing or appropriate to where your at.

Just a few details...
of some things I really like.

Change....

Sometimes change seems like it's achieved at a snails pace...
I just found this little fellow on my Kitchen bench.
His shell is just a bit bigger than an Apple Seed.
 He's reminding me to move towards things that will be good for me,
even though sometimes progress is slow.

Cages...

They can be beautiful,
(but realy they are still cages...)
I think I prefer to see candles in them,
or perhaps flowers.

Today Is The Day We Remember...

Collecting..

Beautiful buttons.

The more the merrier.

All kinds valued and accepted equally.

Freedom....

Sometimes you just have to let it go....

Perspective...

Would you say the glass is half full or half empty?

Run In The Rain...

I was sent this e-mail today, and thought I'd share it with you all.
I thought it was lovely.
It Originated from Cecily and John Dobson.

Need Washing?

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target.   She must have been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of innocence.   It was pouring outside.   The kind of rain that gushes over the top of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow down the spout.   We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door of the Target.

 We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up their hurried day.   I am always mesmerised by rainfall.   I got lost in the sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world.   Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all caught in 'Mom let's run through the rain,' she said.

'What?' Mom asked.

'Lets run through the rain!' She repeated

'No, honey.   We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.

This young child waited about another minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's run through the rain,'

'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.

'No, we won't, Mom.. That's not what you said this morning,' the young girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.

This morning?  When did I say we could run through the rain and not get wet?

'Don't you remember?  When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!'

The entire crowd stopped dead silent.   I swear you couldn't hear anything but the rain.   We all stood silently.   No one came or left in the next few minutes. 

Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say.  Now some would laugh it off and scold her for being silly.  Some might even ignore what was said.  But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life.  A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

'Honey, you are absolutely right.  Let's run through the rain.  If GOD let's us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing,' Mom said.

Then off they ran.  We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles.  They held their shopping bags over their heads just in case.  They got soaked. But they were followed by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.

 And yes, I did.  I ran.  I got wet.  I needed washing.

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can take away your money, and they can take away your health.  But no one can ever take away your precious memories.....So, don't forget to make time and take the opportunities to make memories everyday. 

To everything there is a season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

 I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.

 They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.   Send this to the people you'll never forget and remember to also send it to the person who sent it to you.  It's a short message to let them know that you'll never forget them.

 If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're in a hurry.

 Take the time to live!!!

 Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you'll need each other -- and don't forget to run in the rain!

Freedom and Grace....

Two essentials, or gifts in life....

A sense of freedom is the most wonderful thing. 

Being free to fly...not held back by all the negatives.

And a sense of grace, that despite everything,
 you're OK and loved and cherished....that's a comfort to the soul.

Does Love Win, Or Does Hate Win..

Last night I watched a programme on SBS that told a bit of the story of a woman who was 14 at the outbreak of WW2, she ended up working in the house /villa of a Nazi official and witnessed terrible events during that time.


The programme was really about a meeting she had with this officials daughter (she was born to his mistress at the end of the war), 
The whole thing was so sad, these were people who were caught up in terrible events, that really stemmed from prejudice and hatred. 
However they were looking at how to go forward under the circumstances, with forgiveness and understanding. 


At work today I heard a song that reminded me of all the misunderstanding and hatred that people, particularly minority groups suffer. It struck me as I listened to the words, that I'm closely aligned to some of those minority, or marginalised groups....not that I'm Jewish, but my surname is, and My children have a mix of Jewish blood.....


This is the song that got me thinking. 


(Hope no ones offended by some of the language)

Love Wins....

This is the video that's associated with the book 'love wins'....thanks to Bob http://viewfromaroom.wordpress.com/ , I've just had a look at it and it's quite thought provoking.
In many circles it will be seen as politically incorrect, but never the less.

Reflection....

From Marj's garden, 

a mirror in the water....

Dear reader   It's just to give you something to think about and reflect upon.

Obscure observer from who knows where.... that means you!, thanks for the support . 

But do try and find a way to comment.

Lots to think about.

Sometimes You Don't Really Notice The Storm Clouds Gathering

The view towards the observatory.

More clouds, but some spring colour.

dark, and darker.