Sunday, 22 December 2013

Feeling the Magic


Quite frankly I've been feeling the Christmas spirit since December 1st, and I ain't running out of steam any time soon. I have things to share and photos to show but so little time to do it. It's hard to find the time when totally knee deep in the fun.

So i'll keep this one short but know there is more to come...

Loving...

Real trees, the smell is delightful!
Favourite decorations old and new...

Finally painting a long promised bird for my brother. A festive Robin that I bet he misses this time of year...


I hope you like it big brother, it's on its way over the pond to you right now x

Obligatory blackboard excitement and a new this year gingerbread house advent calendar. The boys went nuts for it...


And about an hour ago we made orange peel decorations...
We hung them in the window but you could put them on the tree.

I got the idea here

Christmas lights, they are quite literally magic in a box...

All of this is only the tip of the festive iceberg in our house I assure you...

Despite my first born having an ear infection and my youngest's belief that it can't be Christmas if it hasn't snowed outside, we are feeling the magic...

Can you feel it?

It tingles right?

It's still there even now when we are all grown up and do grown up things...

The magic is still there.


Merry Christmas to you xxx

Monday, 9 December 2013

Nature walk

Recently we went for a walk to one of our favourite spots...

I never get tired of walking while the boys play and I take photos...

Constantly examining nature...


It's like my meditation...



My reset button to calm...

It resets two little wild things too...
Sort of...
It really does sooth my soul...

Don't know about you but I needed that.

Friday, 6 December 2013

Nelson Mandela


At university I studied Third World and Development studies but in many ways it was World Studies. Or maybe it was Human Nature Studies. Either way it did not lead to a job in any shape or form. But it did open my eyes and everyone's eyes should be open. But In many ways it depressed me. I constantly studied the ways in which we as humans have hurt each other, tried to dominate each other and consistently failed to help one another.

I feared that we were broken...

However there are these people who come along throughout history. You know the ones...

We remember them because they changed things, often at great risk to themselves.

With great courage they fought against what is wrong and unjust.

And yet teach forgiveness.

They bring us hope.

They demonstrate how we all can be as human beings.

They remind us that although we have many beautiful differences we are all one.

We are connected.

And they show us that the greatest of all things is love...

Link
Nelson Mandela is one of those people. And I found him when I was writing my final dissertation on oppression and liberation in South Africa. During my research I read his book Long Walk to Freedom. And I literally could not put it down. I was completely inspired and hopeful again. He affected every word I typed and every thought I had while writing it.

He reminded me what human beings are capable of.

He reminds me still of what I am capable of.

I am sad that he is gone. It was comforting sharing this planet with him.

But I will try to replace that sadness with gratefulness that he was here in the first place.