Make the ordinary come alive

Another new chapter in this journey we call life.

There seems to have been a glut of them of late.

Chapters that is.

Living on my own is rather novel.

No lemmings.

No hound.

Just me.

A little crazy, a little weird, but ever so grateful.

I get to define the way I live.

Without interference or a need to consult another.

That’s rather novel after so many years of being a mom.

As the exhilaration of the last few months ebbs away, 

I feel so much gratitude for the joy that’s encircled my world.

One lemming happily married.

All 3 lemmings and their loved ones together for the first time in 4 years.

Tears and love have gone hand in hand.

It’s been extraordinary.

So why am I feeling a tad lost right now?

It’s floored me a little.

Giving the emotion time and space is necessary.

I need to open my mind.

Listen to the nudges and whispers of my heart.

Make the ordinary moments come alive.

I’m practiced at that!

So, I'll keep stalking the Skuas on the beach,

keep listening to the whispers in the trees

laugh with the waves as they race to the shore,

and keep falling in love with the sunrise over and over again.

Hand on my heart.

Feet on the ground.

And Smiles!
Tons of them.

“In the end, she became more than what she expected.  

She became the journey and, 

like all journeys, 

she did not end, 

she just simply changed direction and kept going.” 

~ r.m. drake

Beaming like a Sunflower

                           “Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.” 

~ Carl Sagan

Embrace each moment fully.

Be stronger.  

Braver.  

Kinder.

Be unstoppable.

My mantra for 2018 😇

A year that we’re already a month into!

It started with a bang with our 3-day market at 

The Cloud over Auckland Anniversary Weekend.  

We all WILTED in the heat but managed to stay upright and smile.

Beaming like a sunflower!

A sense of humour, and Orange and Cardomon ice lollies were a necessity!

February sees the youngest lemming take his marriage vows.

Yes.

The youngest lemming.

A simple ceremony on the beach.

A short honeymoon.

Then he’s off to uni and she's back to work.

They’ve put so much thought into this decision they’ve made

and I’m immensely proud of them both.

The flat will feel empty without him.

No hound.  No lemmings.

Just me. Myself. And I.

And a furball.

Change is inevitable.

And life affirming.

I’m becoming quite the champion at it.

March heralds the arrival of the middle lemming from the UK.

She’s here for a few weeks.

I am BEYOND excited.

It’s been almost 4 years since I last embraced her.

I’ll also get to meet Dan.

It’s gearing up to be an AMAZING year!

Challenging.

Full of change.

And crazily chaotic.

But I wouldn’t have it any other way.