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We just got back from spending Christmas and New Years in Melbourne with Nic’s family. The trip was filled with moments of joy and laughter, mostly while we were doing things that we hadn’t done in years. Things that reminded me of my childhood, that made me feel like a kid again, except that now I appreciate these moments in a way I never did when I was that young. We rode bikes to the Royal Botanical Gardens and wandered amongst the flowers. We lay on the grass and watched the clouds idle by. We flew kites with the family. All we needed was the blue sky, the green foliage, and a puff of wind.
This trip we also explored regions of Melbourne and outer-Melbourne that we hadn’t before. Lunch in St Kilda. The National Gallery of Victoria in South Bank. Wineries and cider in the Mornington Peninsula and the Yarra Valley. Spectacular views from the top of the Dandenong Ranges. We did it all.
And the food, oh the food. Christmas is a time of feasting for nearly everyone, and Nic’s family is no exception. There was course after course of deliciousness, on both Christmas day and New Years Eve. And plenty of champagne to toast with. Other days we met up with friends and drank our way through Hawthorn’s pubs, and on another night, though the trendiest bars in Fitzroy. We had pizza in Lygon Street with one of my lovely girlfriends. We raided the Queen Victoria Markets for cheese. And Nic embarked on a burger tour of Melbourne – his mission: to find the best vegetarian burger in the city. I’m not sure what his favourite was, but mine was the tofu burger at Huxtaburger – a chain where all the burgers are named after members of the Huxtable family from the Cosby Show. You can see more pictures of our exploits on Nic’s instagram account.
I hope you all had a lovely holiday period – I’ve enjoyed reading everyone’s updates on their blogs. I promise to try to post again soon! x
Just a quick post today to let you know that Susana Frioni is running her one-day group immersions again soon.
I participated in her first round a few months ago and it was FANTASTIC. The immersions are a day spent with 8 – 10 other women, in which you celebrate your successes over the last six months and plan out your goals for the next six months. It really helped me to get a lot of clarity about where I want to focus my energy and what I want to achieve this year. Going through these activities in a small group also helped to inject some fun and deep connection into the process.
I’ve worked with Susana before, through attending her stillness meditation workshops and as a coaching client. I cannot say enough good things about her. She’s all about going deep, and I’ve come to trust wholeheartedly in her guidance and authenticity.
If this is something you might be interested in, see the details on Susana’s blog here.
Love & light,
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown
And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear:
`My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings:
Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!’
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,
The lone and level sands stretch far away”.
- PB Shelley
I remember reading this poem in high school and imagining that stone half-face lying in the sand, slowly being eroded by the wind. I remember feeling sad …but also not. It is that strange in-between feeling I sometimes feel when I read passages from my various books on Buddhism. Life is fleeting and, no matter how hard we try, the small marks we make on the world will fade, one day. That knowledge is both a litte sad and a lot freeing. All things are impermanent. And that’s okay, because it means there’s no time to waste in being vain or in trying to stamp the world with the imprint of our ego. All that matters is that we enjoy the life we have, while we have it.