Tuesday, 4 February 2014

Happy 10th Birthday Facebook

A beautiful and treasured gift I received today.

- Grace xo

Monday, 3 February 2014

Packing the Poop Chute

Since my last post I bid good riddance to 2013 and the year of the slippery snake, and welcomed 2014 and the year of the wood horse (let's hope it's not the Trojan variety).

My mind slipped into a vortex of possibilities and I became flooded with big picture questions such as - What to do next? Finish what I've started? Explore new avenues? Close doors on the past? Open new doors to the future? What shall I make for lunch?

My husband's mantra is, "Why choose? Have it all" - to which I often subscribe to.

However with so much swirling in my head I needed time to let things settle, become clear, and take steps to prioritise and organise my 'Jumps'. With that came a wave of anxiety. Some may say, "I packed my dacks" others, "I sh*t my pants" whereas I've created a new term for this uncomfortableness that precedes impending change, hard work and leaps into the unknown - "I packed my poop chute!"

... Actually, I'm still packing...

While poop is often used to indicate one's mishaps or nervousness, its most obvious definition is putrid waste. As for the chute, it's a device that slows the motion of an object through an atmosphere by creating drag.

So in a nutshell, I have been shoving a whole lot of useless crap into something that I believe will save me, but in reality is dragging me back and slowly delivering me to where I first started.

How have I not noticed this?

It's time for me to let go of my chute. Completely. Forever.

I am still preparing to jump, only instead of packing my poop chute - I am learning to strengthen my wings. It's time to start flying.

Until our next cuppa, look at how you seek protection and ask yourself, "Is this really a hinderance?"

- Grace xxoo

ps. A big congratulations to Donald Ridley who did his first water slide in Bali last year at age 44. You rock! (I too did my first ever water slide last year at age 42. So we have something else in common)

pps. A big thank you to Amber who stopped me in Adelaide last week and told me to keep writing.

ppps. An even BIGGER thank you to you if you've read this far. Just knowing you're here keeps me inspired xo

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