A little bit of the Med in Sydney

We discovered a little bit of the Meditteranean in Paddington - a quaint suburb of Sydney. The houses are Victorian but the outdoor profusion of plants and potted plants reminded us of France.

Uplifting surrounds

An afternoon in the sun studying, surrounded by the scent and sight of my abundant, VERY small garden. It surprises and delights each year. It seems the more I love the garden, the more it gives me in return.

A soup of potentials

So much change going on, not only in my life, but in the lives of some friends and family.

DIY distressing

I've had a project that I'd put aside for some time - that of distressing a wooden bathroom cupboard. I'd bought the paint and sandpaper but was no further forward.

While my attention was distracted elsewhere on Saturday, hubby decided to get things moving and sand it down. He later wandered upstairs and, in his usual very expressive way, advised me that it was not working and is now a f****ing mess.

Boy racer

Within my hidden depths...I'm a boy racer fighting to get out.

Driving my car back from the dealer this morning, our son tells me that this is the dream car of all boy racers.

Really?

Yes, he nods knowledgeably.

Really?

My mind boggles.

Why?

He shrugs. It just is.

Paradise of my own creation

In this last month leading up to my exam, I find that I am comfortable in myself and ready to write.

Prior to this my overwhelming dread was that I'd never be able to do it. There is so much to learn and understand about Sleep Medicine.

Variations of fear keep us trapped, as our mind rabbits on about the what ifs creating huge insurmountable mountains.

In the flow

I am in the midst of understanding the concept of acceptance (and maybe even surrendering) in a far deeper way than ever before.

I have become pretty cautious in my later years. I used to be quite impulsive and get myself into all kinds of trouble - mostly financial. Slowly I started to realise that maybe simply jumping in feet first was not always a good idea.