Full of it.

I haven’t blogged for ages. For some reason, I thought I had to blog about writing, although I haven’t always blogged about writing. I’ve blogged about the colour pink, and the difference between apples and pomegranates.

But there are people out there in the blog-o-sphere who know a hell of a lot more about the craft of writing than I do, and so I think I should let them educate/stimulate readers and I can concentrate on something else.

Life. That’s what I’m an expert on. I’ve experienced it every day. Without exception. I’m full of it and it follows me around like I’m some kind of guru. Everywhere I go, there it is. Provoking me, confusing me, loving me, or irritating the bleep out of me.

Life. Life. Life.

You’re an expert too. You are a life-liver. Reluctantly or with enthusiasm. It keeps happening to both of us. All of us.

That’s what I’d like to blog about.

[imagine exciting, thought-provoking life-inspiring pic here. I plan to get one....]

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This one’s for Arthorious

Fellow bloggers and bad poets, I must admit, I’ve missed you. The last post was spectacularly short thanks to the world’s slowest internet connection and a very old computer. And then there’s the new novel turning my hair grey, but a dear internet friend gave me some encouragement today and suggested I get back on here.

I made him a deal. You blog. And I will blog.

So, here’s my offering – short and sweet.

My New Year’s resolution is to start blogging again.

Love and blessings to you all, lovely people.

xxx

Lisa

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Ah, spring, how I love thee.

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Is it wrong to blame the horse?

I haven’t got as much writing done as I wanted to lately. Despite being prepared. A schedule was pinned up above my computer with an easy to understand time line for my editing, I had ample coffee, snacks, even organised the odd sleepover for my son, but then the horse arrived.

The horse is cute. A paint mare, who my neighbour suspects is pregnant – aw, even cuter. Her name is Lady Ga Ga. She is doing a champion job of mowing my lawn, and I’m filled to the brim with gratitude that I don’t have to be out there in the forty degrees heat cutting it myself.

In theory, this horse should be low maintenance. But I can’t help feel that she’d like an apple [she came inside the house on the weekend and took one herself], or to have her mane plaited. And I have to check that she has enough water, hay, love, pats.

Anyway, that’s my excuse. Not enough writing. Too much horse adoration.

But there’s always an excuse for not writing, isn’t there?

What’s yours today?

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Mind expanding stuff

Okay, so I probably need someone to explain this in idiot terms, but the whole holographic universe is so incredibly exciting to me.

I adore potential and possibilities and adventure too, so this discovery is better than Christmas.

Have a look and see how you could reinvent your life:

http://twm.co.nz/hologram.html

 

 

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Does anyone know what we’re doing here?

Because I have no idea.

Not that it’s a bad thing.

Just strange.

When you think about it.

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Thank you – I have enough now

Don’t get me wrong, I love Christmas. I love the lights, the decorated trees, the food, the giving and sharing, the sparkly cards. I’ll be out there Christmas Eve, in the back garden marking out the landing strip for the reindeer. Water and carrots for those hard working little darlings. Glass of milk and a piece of cake for Santa.I’ll spend hours in the shops trying to find nice presents for those I love.

But as I look around my house, and in my wardrobes full of shoes and dresses, at all the books, and appliances, and…well, stuff. I know that I have enough now, maybe not as much as my neighbour, or best friend, or the lady in line next to me at the supermarket. But I certainly have enough for me.

I’m grateful. I know I’m blessed.

And now that I have enough I realise that it’s time to give.

Give to those close to home and those far away.

Because there is a special joy in giving that receiving can’t touch.

The Joy of Giving

What simple things at Christmas time bring you the most joy?

For me, it’s that quiet part of Christmas Eve, after the church service, back home, with my son sleeping soundly, the gifts wrapped and under the tree, the dog curled up on her bed. A deep peace fills me then.

I wish everyone love in abundance. And I pray that, one day soon, every person on this precious planet will have enough.

Peace.

 

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