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Tuesday, June 29, 2010

A Friend Like Henry by Nuala Gardner

NO SMOKING - both and Mick and I are on track and supporting each other. I know this might be boring for everyone else but that's to bad actually - I need to write on here each day that we succeed - just like I did at the beginning. So I am proud to announce another successful day of non smoking.

Now on with what I want to talk about in this post. I have just read a book called "A Friend Like Henry" by Nuala Gardner. This is one very inspirational and well written book. It is so insightful and opened my eyes and was just simply a pleasure to read even though I had many a tear and laugh throughout. Below is a review about the book from  book review.

"This is the inspiring account of a family's struggle to break into their son's autistic world - and how a dog made the real difference. Dale was still a baby when his parents realised that something wasn't right. Worried, his mother Nuala took him to see several doctors, before finally hearing the word 'autism' for the first time in a specialist's office. Scared but determined that Dale should live a fulfilling life, Nuala describes her despair at her son's condition, her struggle to prevent Dale being excluded from a 'normal' education and her sense of hopeless isolation.

Dale's autism was severe and violent and family life was a daily battleground. But the Gardner's lives were transformed when they welcomed a gorgeous Golden Retriever into the family. The special bond between Dale and his dog Henry helped them to produce the breakthrough in Dale they had long sought. From taking a bath to saying I love you, Henry helped introduce Dale to all the normal activities most parents take for granted, and set him on the road to being the charming and well-adjusted young man he is today. This is a heartrending and fascinating account of how one devoted and talented dog helped a little boy conquer his autism."

This book is about a parents love and absolute devotion and belief in their son and later their daughter as well. This book makes me so want to meet all of those involved but especially Nuala herself. What an amazing woman. I do not want to make out that I don't think the dad and the other family and friends are any less important. It is just a mother thing and I find this woman so inspirational. Her honesty is amazing and her perseverance and tenacity exceptional.

For animal lovers and especially dog lovers I would recommend this book as you will just devour the story with the utmost understanding. I have never owned a dog in this way but this book is the first to truly help me understand the relationship between pet and owner.

But more than anything this book opened my eyes and opened my heart. It made me so aware of how little I understood and how little help I have been over the years. I believe everyone should read this book as an education. I mean everyone. Then maybe the barriers will break down and the understanding we gain would be of so much benefit to those going through similar things in their lives. We could make a difference to somones life by just making an effort to understand.

Right here and now I want to say SORRY to my very special friend Shell. I wish I had been there for you so much more than I have been. I wish I could take back the years and give you more support. You have been and still are an amazing mother and I take my hat of to you and acknowledge you and hope you accept this heartfelt apology. Be proud.

Getting away from it all.....

This is my adorable, beautiful, gorgeous grand daughter - Charlotte
only 7 weeks old and has already stolen my heart

Hello Hello Hello

I have been a busy girl and only had brief moments on my computer to look at other blogs I follow and no time to really sit down and write on mine.

Makes me realise how hard it would be to be disciplined enough to write EVERY DAY on a blog. Sometimes I have the time and I have a lot of things I want to say and I could put 2 or 3 posts a day. I stop myself from doing that and just save the idea for later and then if it still seems relevant I will then use that idea another time. But I have to say that wrtiting everyday like some people have committed to do must take a lot of discipline. Well done to Katherine and Elle and others who have committed to writing or posting every day and do it. I really enjoy reading and looking at your inspirational photos and quotes even if I do not post everyday myself.

Well I am at the end of the fourth month of not smoking. I got a bit drunk the other weekend - not a regular occurance - and well I had one or two. Then I just fell of the wagon for over a week. Yukky - wish I hadn't - don't worry I will not be taking up smoking again. But it was very interesting that I took my mind of the goal for a brief moment. I had stopped thinking about what I was trying to achieve and it has bought back the idea I had said at the beginning of this and that is that once you are a smoker you are always a smoker and NEVER ever think that you will never have a smoke again. I didn't smoke for thirteen years - yes 13 - and started again so three months is nothing but a drop in the ocean. Back to marking the days and being vigilent again. I am looking forward to getting into my 5th month starting on the 1st of July. I would usually bag myself out and just collapse ina heap calling myself all the names under the sun BUT I am not going to do that this time. I simply have stopped and will pick up where I left of. The best thing now is that Mick has stopped as well. While I was giving up at the beginning he was still smoking. He does not want to smoke and he is trying so hard and I want to help him as well.
My sister stayed with me for a week recently. She only lives an hour away from me but I live on acerage and she lives in town. So Susan came to stay in what she calls her own Private Bush Retreat. I think she enjoyed it and it has given her a mini break that she needed so she could make some decisions on her direction in life. Sometimes we all need this and sometimes it is so hard to find the place to do this without spending lots of money. So don't forget a close family member or friends place. Just a change of environment - a change of pace. I just left Susan be and then when we talked it just came very naturally. Some of the conversations we have had are things we would never of had the time to chat about in everyday life. It has been interesting. It has been good for me as well. In a small way I feel like I have been on a mini holiday as well even though I have been in my own home. Maybe it is just the simple fact that my routine was altered. Not dramatically but in some ways it has and maybe that is why. What do you all think? Has anyone else done this and escaped to a friends place or a families home for a sort of mini holiday or retreat?

I recently was busy with helping some friends with their wedding. I did all the catering of the food for them as a wedding present. It was such a lovely wedding with friends and family all doing little (and Big) things to pull it all together without breaking the bank. The Bride and Groom choose to ask everyone to pay a small amount each to come to the reception and to forgo any actual gifts. This money collected paid for the hall hire, the food (which I prepared and served for them), the decorations and most of the drinks. It was wonderful. Below are some photos  to share.

The Wedding Cake made by a lovely Aunty of the Bride as a gift

All the food served and ready to eat

Very YUMMY Potatoe Bake.

Mick and I were talking on the weekend about what makes a community and about pulling together. It just made me think of the wedding recently and how many hands make light work. I will talk more on this tomorrow.

Peace to you all,


Wednesday, June 23, 2010

Just living each day as it comes ....

I had my hair coloured yesterday and my lovely hairdresser decided to just play around and put my hair up for me. It was Micks birthday and she thought it would be nice for me to go home with my hair all done up. It looked great. Didn't really go with the daggy cloths I was wearing. I felt like a princess until hours later when the bobby pins and weight of my hair was giving me a headache. I do not know how women have their hair up like this all day and wear high heels at the same time.

Doesn't it look blonde. I love it.

Pictures of a rainy day today at our place. It was just so peaceful and pretty.

Now this last photo is of a very colourful cake our neighbour made for Micks birthday yesterday. It was so yummy that all but one piece got eaten. Thanks Amanda.

Kevin Rudd - Krazy Kevin responds to the Global Financial Crisis

My Brother just sent me this video clip from U Tube - probably only funny to us Aussies but I just had to post it. I'm having a laugh but also mad as hell that I cannot take anyone in our government seriously - that's either side. Oh well we may as well have a laugh.



Saturday, June 19, 2010

How Old Is Grandpa

Hi to all - I was sent the below as an email and I just had to share it with you all. This is amazing when we read this and see what man has invented and become in only a few short years. Enjoy

How Old is Grandpa?
How old is Grandpa???

1951 Ford pickup

Stay with this -- the answer is at the end. It will blow you away.

One evening a grandson was talking to his grandfather about current events.

The grandson asked his grandfather what he thought about the shootings at schools, the computer age, and just things in general.

The Grandfather replied, 'Well, let me think a minute, I was born before:

' television
' penicillin
' polio shots
' frozen foods
' Xerox
' contact lenses
' Frisbees and
' the pill

There were no:

'credit cards
' laser beams or
' ball-point pens

Man had not invented:

'panty hose
' air conditioners
' dishwashers
' clothes dryers
' and the clothes were hung out to dry in the fresh air and
' man hadn't yet walked on the moon

1951 A Streetcar Named Desire

Your Grandmother and I got married first, . . . and then lived together.

Every family had a father and a mother.

Until I was 25, I called every man older than me, 'Sir'.

And after I turned 25, I still called policemen and every man with a title, 'Sir.'

We were before gay-rights, computer- dating, dual careers, day-care centers, and group therapy.

Our lives were governed by the Ten Commandments, good judgment, and common sense..

We were taught to know the difference between right and wrong and to stand up and take responsibility for our actions.

Serving your country was a privilege; living in this country was a bigger privilege.

We thought fast food was what people ate during Lent.

Having a meaningful relationship meant getting along with your cousins.

Draft dodgers were people who closed their front doors when the evening breeze started.

Time-sharing meant time the family spent together in the evenings and weekends-not purchasing condominiums.

We never heard of FM radios, tape decks, CDs, electric typewriters, yogurt, or guys wearing earrings.

We listened to the Big Bands, Jack Benny, and the President's speeches on our radios.

And I don't ever remember any kid blowing his brains out listening to Tommy Dorsey.

If you saw anything with 'Made in Japan ' on it, it was junk

The term 'making out' referred to how you did on your school exam.

Pizza Hut, McDonald's, and instant coffee were unheard of.

We had 5 &10-cent stores where you could actually buy things for 5 and 10 cents.

Ice-cream cones, phone calls, rides on a streetcar, and a Pepsi were all a nickel.

And if you didn't want to splurge, you could spend your nickel on enough stamps to mail 1 letter and 2 postcards.

You could buy a new Chevy Coupe for $600, . . but who could afford one?

Too bad, because gas was 11 cents a gallon.

1951 American Girl

In my day:

' 'grass' was mowed,
' 'coke' was a cold drink,
' 'pot' was something your mother cooked in and
' 'rock music' was your grandmother's lullaby.
' 'Aids' were helpers in the Principal's office,
' 'chip' meant a piece of wood,
' 'hardware' was found in a hardware store and
' 'software' wasn't even a word.

And we were the last generation to actually believe that a lady needed a husband to have a baby. No wonder people call us 'old and confused' and say there is a generation gap... and how old do you think I am?

I bet you have this old man in mind... you are in for a shock!

Read on to see -- pretty scary if you think about it and pretty sad at the same time..

Are you ready ?????

1951 Vogue Cover

This man would be only 59 years old.

That means Grandpa was born in 1951. FOR REAL.

Friday, June 18, 2010

I don't want to go down without a fight.

I have just finished reading a book by Mark Lynas called Six Degrees. I have read one of his other books as well called High Tide. I have put a few links here for an article about Mark in National Geographic as well as links to his write up about his books.

Mark Lynas Books
National Geographic - Mark Lynas

Then immediately after reading this book I finally got the DVD "The Road" out and watched it. Again I posted a link with regard to this movie below. I cannot write a better review that explains this movie any better and wouldn't even try.

The Road Review by Mark Lynas

Now I have had a week to compose myself and my thoughts I would like to share these things with you. I am hoping that you will take the time to investigate these and formulate your own opinion. When I finally read Six Degrees I was floored. I have read many other books on climate change but this one simply got to me. It just bought home to me that humans are similar to a frog put in a pot of water and that water is slowly bought to the boil. The frog doesn't hop out of the pan. We are told daily and we can see daily the things happening to our world either with regard to climate change and also all of the other things we as humans are doing to deplete our world of it's wondeful resources and basically wreck everything we seem to touch. We can see this happening but as such it just seems to be going on and on and not a lot seems to change. It scares me.

Then I watched The Road (watch the extras as well as they are so interesting with regard to the author and his writing and how the movie was made). Now I knew it was going to be heavy. I knew that. But THUMP. It just kicked me in the guts and stopped me in my tracks. Now I know this is just one take on how humans will behave in bad times but I would say that it is a pretty accurate account on what some people would be like. We see this type of human nature all the time after and during natural disasters. It scares me.

So for a few days I put away the books and didn't do much except what makes me feel calmer and more earthed. I made pickles and chutneys and preserves and cooked. Then when I felt ready to think I was led to read other blogs and websites. I have found so many like minded people doing there own thing and trying to make changes - some small time others huge but as discussed in the link I posted yesterday there is a revolution happening. I truly believe that we need more and more and more  and more ..... people to stop burying their heads in the sand and revolt. Just simply revolt against whatever you can and add one thing a day or a week. Lead by example and at least try. I don't want to go down without a fight.

Take a look at the book Blessed Unrest by Paul Hawken. I have written about him before on a previous post. There is unrest. It screams to me from one blog after another and one website and book after another.

I can't believe how ignorant I have been. I knew in my heart different things but it all seems to be gelling together for me. I feel helpless and at the same time hopefull. I feel discouraged but at the same time encouraged. I just know that I believe that things cannot stay the same forever. Whether this be through the earths distruction and climate change or through economic collapse.Things will change and the debate of how quickly is really of no use when the time span is anywhere from 30 to 80 years. The end of the century. In the scheme of things in this world that is truly a blink of the eyes. We blinked and we missed it. I am not trying to be a downer but all the gushing nice things we write about is fine but we have to see the other side of the coin as well. I am not a scientist or anyone other thatn a simply human living on this Earth with family and especially Grand Children who I worry about. I find for the first time in my life I am truly thinking about alternative ways of how society will look as I age and my children and grand children move through this life. I am thinking of how I will survive and how can I prepare. WOW. They didn't even have computers at my school and photography lessons were in black and white. That was just through the 70's.  If this can change so much in my first 40 years I have to be honest in my thoughts that the next 40 can change just as rapidly and not for the good either.

I have an old poster on my wall which I have had since I was about 23 years old. I was drawn to it when I had no idea why and have kept this poster on my walls of each home I have lived in for the past 24 years.

"Only after the last tree has been cut down,
Only after the last river has been poisened,
Only after the last fish has been caught,
Only then will you find that Money cannot be eaten"
Cree Indian Prophecy

Yours comments are welcome and appreciated.



Thursday, June 17, 2010

Too Much Stuff and Homemade Laundry Powder

We went for a long drive together, hubby and I. We had quotes to do and thankfully won some more work for the coming week. We had one thing after another to be thankful for all day. I won't list them here as they are so small to everyone else but all add up to making our lives more secure, peaceful and enjoyable.

I have recently commented on a few other blogs in the past day or two and a topic that came up again was a serious lack of understanding in any way, shape or form to simply purchasing TOO MUCH STUFF. Not from the blogs I read. These just underlined this issue even further and made me think about my own habits and the consumer habits of those I know. (and don't know)

This one story which is not to try and bag this person out but just go to show how confused and out of balance some people are. I have a friend. She is an extremely hard working person. Now for as long as I have known her she has worked for the same company and given them so much of her life. I nearly followed in her footsteps but thankfully saw that the ladder was on the wrong wall and didn't climb all the way to the top. I know I would have fallen of it if I had made it up there. I do admire her ethics and she is one of the fairest bosses you could ever ask for. But...

She simply works all of the time. She now has a partner and a child. I am so happy for her and when we caught up last time it was fantastic. The only thing was that between three couples it took booking a weekend three months in advance to make this catch up possible.

While sitting around and talking she showed us the plans for there extension on there house. The extension is simply to have an ensuite, a walk in closet and a bigger bedroom. One child and a huge house that is within walking distance to every shop you can imagine and also pristine beachs and parklands. WOW. Then she asked me if I thought $7000 was a ood price to have all of her window frames powder coated a new colour. She now wants black to match the new window that will be on the extension (at the back of the house where only they will see it). Now a big patio and deck and living areas I can understand but I was litterally gob smacked. I was just not the right person to ask. Our lives are like chalk and cheese and I have no problem with that usually but this one just got to me. What a waste of money. I asked how many hours she had to work for the company she is sick of working for to have those black frames on her windows? I asked her WHY? Usually I try very hard not to be over the top with people and just lead by example but seriously there comes a time when I find I just have to say what I think. And that was the fact that she shouldn't ask me because I am not going to give her the answer she wants. She talks about wanting to stay at home and then she gets confused because after all of these years as a carrerr womon she is not sure that she could handle it. She hates going to work most days and for all the time in the wrold she has given them they do not respond in kind. She can own her home in a very few years and step back to partime work. She could choose to be retired as such and live of one income within one year I expect. But... there is the extension, the patio, maybe the pool.

The thing is these things never end. I was talking to my daughter the other day. She and her family are just starting of on the family life and she was saying that there is always something she would like and her partner would like but they realise that they simply can't have it all so they settle for a little at a time of what they can have. I have NEVER met such a young responsible family EVER. I agreed with what she said and complimented her and her partner on learning this lesson very early in life.


Like my friend I see so many people that are caught in this spiral and don't know it or ar so confused that they don't know where to stop. But that's the answer. STOP. Just stop and think and stay away from the media, the shops and the lists. It is not hard in the end and the excuse that it is too hard does not cut with me. Thousands of people, probably millions of people are doing this daily. STOP CONSUMING.

I have read a few books on this topic and highly recommend them if you have not already read them. The first is YOUR MONEY OR YOUR LIFE by Joe Dominguez and Vicki Robin. The second one is ENOUGH by John Naish.

I am going to post these books to my friend with the offer to read them. I will ask her not to throw them in the bin. LOL. Maybe just maybe she will have an AH HA MOMENT and the lightbulbs go of and she will be on her way to being freer than she thought was possible. Gotta try.

QUESTION - how many hours of labour in your work do you have to exchange for that thing - that item that you want? Is it worth it? Sometimes it is and you should enjoy it. But most times it does not bring you any lasting pleasure and it is short lived and the next thing on the list is purchased and then discarded over and over again.

I would love to hear your comments.

Okay below is my recipe for Washing Powder for my washing machine. I have a Front Loader but it works in a Top Loader as well. I am sur you can find this recipe on many other websites. I don't even know where I got the final idea from. I tried a few different ways and this is what works for me. As I said last post I would let you know of things I now make myself and how I do it. It is there for the taking or it may put you on the track to search out your own ideas. But the bottom line is you have to do something and start somewhere. The less products I buy from the grocery store the better. The less dependant I am on them and the better of the environment is. I get excited when my garbage bin has very little rubbish in it.


I use all natural cleaning products in my home – I buy no chemical packaged shop bought cleaners in my home – I have discovered the best ever washing powder you can make at home for your laundry. Now I use a front loader machine and you do not need any more than a heaped tablespoon of this mix to do your washing. (it is tempting to use more but you just simply do not have to) I do not use fabric softener as the washing soda acts as a fabric conditioner . My husband gets itchy from the shop bought stuff and I sneeze like crazy because of the scents that are added to them. This is scent free, it works and it is bloody cheap and easy to make. My whites are white and my colours are bright. LOL. Oh and you can wash your woolens in this as well. Try this recipe. I make up the below recipe in lots of 10 and then store in a big sealed bucket in my laundry. Takes a half hour to make with a food processor grating the soap and lasts for months and months.

Finely Grate 1 cake of pure sunlight soap – laundry section of the supermarket (or you can use a cup of Lux flakes)

Add 1 cup washing soda – powder form not cyrstal – from laundry section

Add 1 500gr packet of Bi-Carb soda – homebrand packet – cheapest one you can find

Add 1 cup borax (now I get this from my local feed store in bulk lots – it is cheaper that getting a small container from Bunnings.

Now mix it all together and use a tablespoon each load of washing.

let me know if you like it.

Below is link to a wonderful thought provoking post. It is uplifting amongst all the doom and gloom (justified or not) and shows how we can all be part of a huge revolution and start to take our lives back. Live our lives for ourselves. Please take the time to read it. And you might also like to read BLESSED UNREST by Paul Hawken.

Revolution in the air


Wednesday, June 16, 2010

I Hate Consumerism With A Passion and other things to chat about...

The photos posted here are from an email being sent around. Next time the kids complain about the bus to school get them to take a look at this.

Hi to all

I have been doing a little reassemssment as to my life with regard to my one word for the year - WORTHWHILE. Half way through the year and time for assessment - yes so far this year has been productive and WORTHWHILE. I am getting there. I feel that I am on the track to being very happy with the end result at the end of this year 2010

I feel like it is - it is working - I am moving forward - I am getting somehwere - I will be someplace new at the end of this year - not stuck in the same rut. Half way through the year I would have to say that we are moving ahead slowly but surely in our goals  - I am far more contented than the beginning of the year - I am learning fast about myself this year - about how to speak my truth in such a way as others understand what I am saying - I am watching my children grow and their lives are taking on their own directionand grdually becoming independant individuals. I won't be here for ever hey - they gotta stand on their two feet and live the life they want to live.

I have thought often recently of my overwhelming desire to just stay home. Just be in my home and no where else. I don't even have the travel bug at the moment. I think and talk about doing other things outside the home but I haven't - I have been pondering my procrsatination.

Maybe I am jealously guarding my freedom and quiet life that I am holding back on adding anything else to my days in fear of losing what is so precious. Yes I think this is true. I have realised that my life currently is what I had been aching and dreaming of for sooooo long. It is not complete and there are always things to accomplish but the point is - they are - each day is so enjoyable - not perfect - but enjoyable.

Why do I blog?????Why Do You It ?

I recently read this on another blog (sorry I can't remember for the life of me where) and this question along with some time thinking about what I want to write on this blog have bought me to some conclusions.

It is such a Good Question.

So I have tried to write an answer to myself with regard to this question. Firstly it is great to practice communication skills. I am learning how to say what I want to say and make it clear and understandable to others.

Blogging helps me to clarify my thoughts as wiritng has always done for me. I am just writing now on a public space instead of my journals.

I love the feedback.

It helps me not feel alone.

It helps me feel understood.

Next time you complain about a flat tyre or having to shove that extra thing into the car to take somewhere for someone else - take another look at this photo

So on that note I am going to be writing about what matters to me. What I feel is of the utmost importance in this world. I will share other posts and blogs with you that move me and describe what I am feeling and what I am believing.

I hate consumerism with a passion. Yes I have to be vigilent everyday not to get sucked into things without even realising what I have been conned into. To do this I have no television. I watch DVD's choosen by me to match the mood I am in at the time. I read the news on the net to stay updated and of course I read blogs and I read copious amounts of books. I don't buy magazines in general. I do buy Grass Roots every month and I love puzzles (not the articles) so I buy That's Life and do the puzzles as a way to keep my mind centred on something else and not on all the things on my to do list.

I buy second hand goods and cloths. Most times I just wait if I think I want or need something and the want goes away and I am left with the true needs. I try within my budget to buy well made and ethical products. And something I am doing more and more is make my own goods and products. I have listed at the side of this blog all the things as I think of them that I want to make myself. Somethings will still have a manufacturer of some sort in there as some items I need to make my own still have to be purchased but the way I see it I can reduce the amount of itms manufactured - I can reduce the amount of packaging in my home and I can know for sure what is in something I have made.

I read a post recently and have put the link below. It really got me thinking and reminded me of something I say often to myself and others. "The more you have (own/collect) the more you have to worry about." Over these past 8 years I have reduced what I own and what I want to such a small amount compared to where I was before. I am proud of the fact that I am open to discussion and that I like to learn new things and how to do them. This article I am putting the link to is a very extreme case and obviously not for eveyone but it is another point of view. What I do like though is her answer to why she lives the way she lives. and that is,
"We live this way for a very simple reason: It’s easier to learn to do without some of the things that money can buy than to earn the money to buy them."  Dolly Freed - Possum Living

Well this puts another spin on going for a bike ride !!!

So on that note I will say goodnight and talk again tomorrow,



Monday, June 7, 2010

Privacy Policy - In answer to my brother


If you have a tender message,
Or a loving word to say,
Don't wait 'til you forget it,
But whisper it today!

The tender words unspoken,
The letter never sent,
The long-forgotten messages,
The wealth of love unspent.

For these some hearts are breaking,
For these some loved ones wait,
Then give them what they're needing,
Before it is too late!


Hi everyone,

My brother has a post on his blog that got me to think about my response to the topic. You can see Andrews post called PRIVACY POLICY here. I have been thinking about this topic.

I have had fears with regard to what personal information is out there about me. These are genuine fears about someone "Bad" getting a hold of my personal information and using it to their advantage and not mine. I feel though that along with this geniune carefulness of what information we reveal about ourselves is also a lot of mass media scare mongering. I feel that simple common sense needs to prevail.

But I can say that my blog gives me the least amount of fear. I have control over what I post. I have control over what comments I leave on other blogs. I have control over how much information I give about myself. I find that there is a real communication going on between people all over the world and to link up with like minded people is very good for the soul. I learn new things - I get to see things from someone elses perspective - I share with others what might seem quite simple information but is exactly what helps just one person get through their day and give one person a smile - sometimes blogs really get me thinking and one blog leads to another and new topics are found. I can only see good here. As the little poem above captures - we need to share and it is good to share.

As for Andrew worrying about what he writes about his relationship with his son - I don't see a problem. His son knows and reads what he writes. This in turn bring them closer together for as all parents sooner or later realise we forget to show our children that we think, we breath and we feel. Children need their parents to be honest with them so this is a pretty good format for sharing if you ask me.  And along the way Andrew gets feedback and encouragment and - well I see more benefits than harm.

Now on the other side of the fence of blogging is social network sites like Face Book. I unsubscribed quite a while back. Before I decided to set up a blog. Now my personal reasons for this decision is simple. To me it was garbage. I found it simply a time waster that gave me very little if anything in return for my time spent online. I spent more time deleting things than actually reading them and I found because of the format there was very little real conversation going on. I didn't mean to but I ended up with too many people I didn't really know or didn't really care to much for that were on my "friends" list. I had people contacting me that I hadn't seen in years and usually (maybe not always) there is a reason behind why you lost touch with someone. I think it could be a great tool if you are geniunely trying to contact someone and I realise that for many this is a good tool to use. But that's the bottom line for me. It's a tool. I used it. I don't use it any more. I don't miss it.

When it comes to privacy issues I feel that at least when I blog I have time to edit and rethink a topic and what I am trying to convey. When people write something very quickly on Face Book or Twitter it can be regrettted as soon as that enter key is hit. You see this in the media everyday. I feel that it can be much easier to let your guard drop and give to much information about yourself and your activities and whereabouts.

As for constantly twittering and chatting about every move you make and every thought you have - this genuinely scares the pants of me. Where do you stop? When does real interaction with people end? It is one thing for me to see the younger generation totally ruled by electronic devises but to see adults - the teachers and leaders and parents in our young peoples lives doing this same thing is such a shame.
I seriously do not know how on earth people find the time to do all of these things and also watch television and somehow find time to live. How many people say they have not enough time in the day to live their lives and get their work done or spend social time with friends and family BUT can sit behind a computer or phone or television for hours at an end.

Can I also let you know that I do not have a television in my home. We haven't had one for years and that my 19 year old daughter and her young family do not have one either. And yes we can get reception.  We watch movies hired out at the video shop. We put on a lot of music dvd's to watch and just listen to. A mini concert in our loungeroom when we feel the need. I just simply find television a waste of time. It does not matter how many channels you have there is simply never anything on you want to watch. I understand there are some very good documentaries on television but I can get a hold of most of them on dvd. I also do not buy newspapers, magazines etc. I am not one you sell something to very easily - marketing games just amuse me. I am not someone who scares very easily as I am not bombarded daily with the fear messages in all the different media that people watch and listen and read. That is how society is ruled - FEAR - if you are afraid you will do what is recommended to protect you from that FEAR. You will follow the sheep and go with the crowd. I get my news from the internet -
I get some information and then go and research it.
I try not to take what I am told as the immediate truth.
I question and I learn.
And I encourage others to do the same.

So try not to be afraid of your blogging. Share and be shared with. Be careful and sensible in what you give away about your private details but don't hold back on your personality. What you have to share is important and does mean something to someone. It does make a difference. it is not a waste of time. It can be so good and healing for yourself. Who cares how many people are actually reading. You only need one and for that one to leave a comment.

Your comments are welcome. Thanks for taking the time to read my post today.


Tuesday, June 1, 2010

HOME - glorious, wonderful, peaceful, snuggly home

My Home

I feel so secure in your walls
I feel so loved behind your doors
I feel so calm when I sit on your stairs
Your view is amazing, especially the sunsets
I never tire of you
You have stolen my heart
You are the first to have ever got me to want to stay home.

Wendy House 1/6/2010
My back steps - freshly painted

Hibiscus in flower - absolutely beautiful

Camp fire to sit around

My Garden

Home Grown Chillies being made into Sweet Chilli Sauce

Fresh Mint growing beside the back stairs

My fridge with all my messages to myself

A local rsident - Kookaburra

One of the reminders on my fridge

Learning to Sew on my bargain flea market sewing machine

More reminders on my fridge

A simple meal prepared with love

Flowers growing in an old tree stump

More flowers in my garden

My husband Mick and I made our bed the other night and in one of his common wise moments he said, "Everything makes a nest..." I just loved what he said and I snuggled down in our nest for another good nights sleep.