No progress

I've reached the stage today where I throw my hands up in the air. Whatever happens, happens. There is nothing I can do. It'll probably change tomorrow.

Supporting and accepting each other

"Thank you for what you have done for my brother."

That's not my name

I heard the Ting Tings - That's not my name and it jogged my memory...

Whilst in South Africa, I was reminded how wound up I used to get about the pronunciation of my name when I lived there.

Painful manifestation of my emotions

I felt out of sorts on the flight out to Cape Town. Nothing I could put my finger on, but assumed it was just part of the excitement about seeing everyone.

I didn't feel much like eating, so didn't, cos as you probably know, airline food is nothing to get excited about.

Gorgeous mountainous beauty

After spending Sunday with my in-laws, my mum and I drove up to Swellendam where she and my stepdad live.

Back home - happy and very relaxed

Mom's holiday shack

I flew back into Heathrow from Cape Town this morning after ten days in the Western Cape, South Africa, my darling hubby collecting me at some ungodly hour.

I am happy to be back in my own home, but sad at leaving family behind.

A decisive decision

I woke up Friday morning with a firm conviction that I need to fly out to South Africa. No more dithering, sitting around waiting and feeling a bit like an indecisive wet rag.

Yay!

Woot! Things are moving along nicely.

So much grief

So much pain, suffering and grief swirling around.

A night of memories

What a great night of memories. A place of work in which many of the people have become like family to me.

Oh how sweet!

I discovered this heartwarming message left by my boss on Facebook

Break through

Wow, break through indeed.

New beginnings - four seasons in one day

A couriered package arrived from the hospital in New Zealand yesterday. Lots more paperwork to read, complete and return. My poor beleaguered brain!

The date (there are those 9s 2s and 11s again) is rather significant 9+1+1+2+1+5= 19    9+1=1(0) - 1 is new beginnings

The ability to "fog" things up

So, I go off at a tangent when I think I've figured out what is happening. But in reality it is just my mind putting everything in little boxes "believing" the outcomes.

Changes of great magnitude

Listening to Jim Self's latest webinar, and a three hour session of Yoga Nidra, has helped me to become a little more centred.

UK versus NZ

Amazing what a few supportive and good friends can do. Their suggestions are varied and very helpful. What are my fears that stop me from committing to New Zealand and thus creating obstacles in, what should be, a smooth flowing transition?

Remain focused, dedicated and determined

This move is sure testing my ability to remain focused to I manifest what I want. I cannot believe how difficult that is, especially when I am not 100% fully sure that I want to move.

Working from the inside

I know there is a perception that in order to create change one must stand on the outside and shout at the giant.

Plans? What plans?

I had the last of my vaccinations today, as have the cats.

Yuck. I don't like to think about the chemicals running around in both my body and that of the cats, so I won't.

Oxford, UK

Buildings in Oxford demonstrate examples of every English architectural period since the arrival of the Saxons, including the mid-18th-century Radcliffe Camera. Oxford is known as the "city of dreaming spires", a term coined by poet Matthew Arnold.