the last three weeks went by in a blur. So much happened really. There was the thesis, the retreat, the last day of school and then there was getting ready to come over and finally the passport drama...so here are some shots from the last few weeks.
The new house in Ardmore...the most important part of it of course... the kitchen!
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Little bowl for my car keys and the phone so i dont go
have you seen my keys?....and my phone :-) |
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Ghin enjoys a spot of bionicles while i enjoy the new iPad...
gotta have toys :-) |
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| My Cath Kidston mission |
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| With the aid of TKMaxx |
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Life is too short to compromise on practical and ugly...
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| Practical and beautiful...yes i heard you my dear William Morris |
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| Sunsets in the kitchen window |
So many changes this year. I know i wrote that it was a horrible year, but it has not been a horrible year. As i sit here from Singapore i'm not quite sure what kind of a year it HAS been. The whole weekend of working with the Ancient Hibernian Mysteries has made it clear that it has been a year that has needed to happen for me. It has helped me grow immeasurably. I have also been reading the lectures of Michael and there is this wonderful quote in it...
"This is the very essence, the secret of modern Initiation: to get beyond the words to a living experience of the spiritual. It is nothing contrary to a feeling for the beauty of language. Precisely when we no longer think in language, we begin to feel it; we begin to have it streaming in us and out from us as an element of feeling."
There is something in the Michael lectures that has been very interesting. I enjoy this image of Michael as the silent taciturn spirit which allows us to work in freedom. You do what you must and when you think you have done what you need to do you can offer this up and see what comes of it. No one can tell you what you must do any longer. Do it and accept the consequences.
It is like a soundtrack to my life. I was telling my sister after i had recovered from the gastric flu... after i had decided i wasn't going to die because i did think, my god gastric flu and jet lag and the fecking period, will someone PLEASE just kill me, that i have had an incredible life. I've done so many crazy amazing things and wonderful amazing things. But it is coming back to Singapore every now and then that makes me realise just how weird and unique life is...
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