Friday, 24 December 2010
Monday, 20 December 2010
Merry Christmas
Wednesday, 15 December 2010
Preparing for Christmas
Although I haven't been in the mood to participate in Christmas festivities this year, I am still maintaining some traditions... mince tarts or Panatone for breakfast, writing Christmas cards to friends & family, decorating my home, shopping for Christmas gifts with Mum at Chadstone, supporting the local fetes & community, adding another Christmas decoration to my collection, attending Christmas Carols & Midnight mass at St Francis in Melbourne on Christmas Eve... and planting the seed of hope for next year.
Saturday, 11 December 2010
The Marriage of Figaro
Dear Mares,
It was lovely to be able to attend the Melbourne Operas' performance of The Marriage of Figaro together tonight.
It was an entertaining and delightful evening and a generous gift. Thank you.
Sunday, 5 December 2010
Time to take time
It has taken time, coeur, compassion, and honesty to finally realise that a precious dream is not able to be fulfilled. This Epiphany has not broken my spirit; rather it has given me clarity and peace. Everything ventured has not been lost.
The "little adventure to Italy" I gave myself as a gift in 2007 changed the way I looked at life and the emotions and experiences of recent years have been an extension of that journey. They have been rich and have penetrated my soul with a depth and longevity I could not have imagined.
Since then, I disentangled myself from many things, because I was focused on my definition of happiness. However life doesn't deliver gifts pre ordered, complete and on a specific date. Rather part of the joy of life is about unravelling the mystery, finding the beauty and then adoring and preserving it.
The "little adventure to Italy" I gave myself as a gift in 2007 changed the way I looked at life and the emotions and experiences of recent years have been an extension of that journey. They have been rich and have penetrated my soul with a depth and longevity I could not have imagined.
Since then, I disentangled myself from many things, because I was focused on my definition of happiness. However life doesn't deliver gifts pre ordered, complete and on a specific date. Rather part of the joy of life is about unravelling the mystery, finding the beauty and then adoring and preserving it.
A thread has unravelled from the tapestry I'd diligently and lovingly stitched and although I do not know the direction it is taking me in, I have finally found the coeur to flow wherever that is.
I hope and pray that in the near future, I can share this journey with someone special. That I find the faith, humility and honesty to fall in love again. To love deeply and fully.
Summer delights
Looking forward to more... balmy summer nights, riding along the bay, plunging defiantly into the ocean and swimming at dusk, meeting up with friends for dinner after work, sun kissed skin, curls entangled by the sea and salt air, fish and chips, cosies, floral dresses, chunky jewellery & beaded sandals, feeling carefree.. youthful.. untouched by previous seasons, emotions or unfulfilled dreams.
Sunday, 28 November 2010
A new source of inspiration
'Dumbo Feathers' has a new Editor and after reading Patrick's comments I'm sure that this gorgeous magazine will continue to delight, inspire and unite creative hearts and minds.
My patron saint Joan Didion once wrote that "well tell ourselves stories in order to live." Stories have the power to build, and to heal that which is broken, lost or forgotten.
Dumbo will lead the way by continuing to do what it has always done best-to take things slowly and celebrates life's playfulnes and poetry, through stories of passion and courage. we're going to do our little bit more to tip the scales toward a world with a little more magic and beauty.
- Patrick
Thursday, 25 November 2010
Swimming
Set in the western suburbs of Melbourne and on the surf beaches of the Great Ocean Road, Swimming is a novel that negotiates primarily in close-ups, taking the reader into the world of the protagonist, Kate Wilks: a swimmer, a teacher and writer. This is a poignant, emotional and psychological journey of a woman confronting several unplanned changes in mid life – childlessness, sexual betrayal and the desire for creative fulfilment.
Kate is in her early sixties when the novel opens. Kate’s days are divided between swimming, writing, and spending time with her lover George (a biker and journalist, almost fifteen years her junior) and with her friends, especially her best friend, Lynne, who has early onset Alzheimers.
A chance encounter with her ex-husband Tom, propels Kate back into a past cloaked in grief, in secrets and betrayals. From this point, the narrative shifts between Kate’s present life, and her past life partly documented in an unfinished manuscript titled, ‘Writing Sarah’. Written some twenty years ago, ‘Writing Sarah’, begins with Kate’s struggles to have a child. It is an exploration of her emotional state during those years, of her relationship with Tom, of his affair with Kate’s friend Mai, and the breakdown of their marriage.
Thirty years later a friendship develops between Mai’s daughter Leesa and Kate, and so Kate is forced to reassess her past; to think about what it means to be a woman that has never had a child; she is forced to confront the destructive aspects of her own nature.
Swimming is compelling new novel about female friendship, artistic creativity, and unexpected childlessness.
Novelist, Amanda Lohrey wrote: ‘Swimming is a charming and delicate work that very early establishes the weight and authority of voice . . . beautifully paced. There is a steady poise in the telling which I responded to, a mature sympathy that manifests in the writing as an impressive composure. All through there is a quiet conviction of tone, beautifully attuned to the moral and emotional complexities of the subject. The sea is a strong presence within the text…’
Kate is in her early sixties when the novel opens. Kate’s days are divided between swimming, writing, and spending time with her lover George (a biker and journalist, almost fifteen years her junior) and with her friends, especially her best friend, Lynne, who has early onset Alzheimers.
A chance encounter with her ex-husband Tom, propels Kate back into a past cloaked in grief, in secrets and betrayals. From this point, the narrative shifts between Kate’s present life, and her past life partly documented in an unfinished manuscript titled, ‘Writing Sarah’. Written some twenty years ago, ‘Writing Sarah’, begins with Kate’s struggles to have a child. It is an exploration of her emotional state during those years, of her relationship with Tom, of his affair with Kate’s friend Mai, and the breakdown of their marriage.
Thirty years later a friendship develops between Mai’s daughter Leesa and Kate, and so Kate is forced to reassess her past; to think about what it means to be a woman that has never had a child; she is forced to confront the destructive aspects of her own nature.
Swimming is compelling new novel about female friendship, artistic creativity, and unexpected childlessness.
Novelist, Amanda Lohrey wrote: ‘Swimming is a charming and delicate work that very early establishes the weight and authority of voice . . . beautifully paced. There is a steady poise in the telling which I responded to, a mature sympathy that manifests in the writing as an impressive composure. All through there is a quiet conviction of tone, beautifully attuned to the moral and emotional complexities of the subject. The sea is a strong presence within the text…’
Wednesday, 24 November 2010
Hairspray
After dinner at The European, Mum and I attended the Musical Theatre "Hairspray" at Her Majesty's Theatre. Hairspray is set in 1962 Baltimore, Maryland, USA and is based upon the story of Tracy Turnblad. A teenager whose dream is to dance on The Corny Collins Show, a local TV dance program. As the story unfolds Tracy not only wins a role on the show and transformed into an overnight celebrity, but she attracts the man of her dreams, and pilots a campaign to see the integration of black African Americans onto The Corny Collins Show.
The production was vibrant, the costumes colorful and the actors/dancers seemed to burst onto the stage with insatiable energy. A brilliant and entertaining experience.
Monday, 22 November 2010
A circuit breaker
After a couple of days hiking with friends along the wild and ruggard coast of Wilson's Prom and camping under a canopy of stars, I feel like I can think and breathe again.
Friday, 12 November 2010
Water
by Nectar And Light "i spend a lot of time meditating on water. it balances me - when i swim i feel incredibly at peace, anything that may be ailing me does not matter in those long moments. because of this, i find my self wholly inspired by water and attracted to art, music - anything that honors this element."
Nectar & Light: February 2010
Thursday, 11 November 2010
The 'A-HA' moment
Thanks Pete for the following inspirational quote.
"What does it take to make that crucial first step towards transforming your life?
Sometimes just one moment can unleash the strength needed to make it happen."
Monday, 8 November 2010
Mademoiselle Audrey
Introducing my new cycling companion....
Although we have only known one another a few days, M.Audrey has already added air, light and pure joy to my life.
Sunday, 7 November 2010
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
Still waiting...
Unfortunately the waiting game continues. Although I have finally obtained international recognition of my nursing qualifications and academic degrees from the Italian Ministry of Health and the University in Florence; I am still waiting to be sent a work contract so that I can obtain a work permit.
Emotionally, I just want to get on a plane and return to Italy, but the rationale part of me knows that I must wait until my visas are in order.
It is a time of transition and a test of patience.
My life experiences have taught me that during transition times: aspects of our physical world change dramatically; emotional change occurs slowly and deeply; and the soul is etched intricately with enduring lines.
Alan Watts states that "the only way to make sense out of change is to plunge with it, move with it and join the dance." Personally, during this time of transition the anticipation of change turns some days into a real struggle. Making it hard to find refugee, sustenance and joy, particularly in
Alan Watts states that "the only way to make sense out of change is to plunge with it, move with it and join the dance." Personally, during this time of transition the anticipation of change turns some days into a real struggle. Making it hard to find refugee, sustenance and joy, particularly in
the things that have always nurtured and inspired me.
The mind and body is here (albeit weary and wanting) but the heart is elsewhere. This fragmentation depletes me. I am thankful for the beautiful life I've lived, the people who love and support me, the little pockets of beauty in the everyday, and much, much, more.... but... (that "but" echoes in my mind) I want to establish a life in Italy. To be able to live, work and love there. So when you think of me, please say a prayer....
Monday, 1 November 2010
Saturday, 30 October 2010
Balance
I remember reading Elizabeth Gilbert's novel "Eat, Pray Love" whilst lying on a beach at Isola d'Elba (Summer 2007). Actually, I found a copy at Casini's and instantly fell in love with it, as it was the only novel I had found that had been written in English.
Tonight I went and saw the movie and absolutely loved it. The images, the dialogue, and the sentiments resonated with me.
Some memorable quotes from the movie:
"It's hard to believe that my life can fit into that small storage container..."
"If only you knew how many times people have said that. and how few have actually come back to reclaim their belongings."
"To lose balance sometimes for love is part of living a balanced life."
"If you want to love, then love... if you want to miss me, then miss me. And send love and light each time you think of them".
To find the balance that you want, you must keep your feet grounded so firmly on earth that it's like you have four legs, instead of two. That way, you can stay in the world. But you must stop looking at the world through your head. You must look through your heart instead. That way you will know God."
Friday, 22 October 2010
Emperors Box - Katie Noonan & The Captains
Tonight Jamilla & I went to see Katie Noonan at the Melbourne Recital Centre, Southbank Melbourne... Simply wonderful and I must share some of her inspiring, engimatic and beautifully poetic music.
Katie Noonan describes the Emperor's Box. "The lyrics to this song feel like they span years, but essentially it is about the passing of time, seeing my parents grow older, the evolution of parent and child relationships over time and how these relationships are like emperor's boxes - they keep opening up and revealing new layers. The song title seemed like a good title for the album also - in that I hoped it was a meaningful journey that kept on growing with time and revealing more layers."
Katie Noonan describes the Emperor's Box. "The lyrics to this song feel like they span years, but essentially it is about the passing of time, seeing my parents grow older, the evolution of parent and child relationships over time and how these relationships are like emperor's boxes - they keep opening up and revealing new layers. The song title seemed like a good title for the album also - in that I hoped it was a meaningful journey that kept on growing with time and revealing more layers."
Wednesday, 13 October 2010
One
It was raining when I left yoga this afternoon, so on my walk home I dropped into Readings in Acland Street St Kilda to look for some inspirational music and whilst there, I found this treasure. "One" by Victoria Alexander is wonderful. It is nuturing, affirming and full of grace.
..." If I think about the life I am now living I feel happy and privileged to have this life – not too much of anything and not too little either – and no pretense to be anything for anyone else. I believe in fate, the pursuit of beauty and making life enjoyable. When alone or otherwise".
Sunday, 10 October 2010
Friday, 1 October 2010
Thursday, 30 September 2010
Sweet melancholy
I went to Italy tonight (well sort of..) Actually I went to Cinema Como in South Yarra to attend the Italian Film Festival.
Firstly I saw 'Ten Winters' which was beautifully filmed in Venice. Then I saw ' Sorry If I Want to Marry You'. A romantic comedy filmed around Rome, which even included a scene with Piazza Esedra.
Ahhh... I smiled. I laughed out loud. I wept. I imagined I was in Italy and... my soul ached to be there and near my Prince.
It was beautiful to be immersed in the sights and sounds of Italy - even if it was only for a few hours.
Tuesday, 28 September 2010
Monday, 27 September 2010
Saturday, 25 September 2010
Friday, 24 September 2010
Twenty Fourth of September, Two Thousand and Ten
Sunday, 19 September 2010
Jules' 40th Birthday Celebration
Jules 40th Birthday Celebration. An indulgent seaside lunch with the women I adore at the Stokehouse Upstairs Restaurant, St Kilda, Melbourne.
To the beautiful & inspiring women in my life...
Lydia, Katina, Cathy, Jessica, Jamilla, Suz, Frances, Mares & Esedra,
You have shared my life
Your beautiful spirit, friendship and love
has guided and guarded my dreams.