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Saturday, 15 March 2014

All change (spring is here)


Well.  There's been a whole lot of change around these parts!

Two weeks ago, after almost a year in the bungalow up on the hill next to the House of Prayer, we moved into a little flat in the middle of Penzance.  You probably know we were finding it quite isolated up there, and not feeling very settled still.  So after a lot of pondering we decided to make some changes.

It's been an interesting journey the past few months and not easy to be honest.  But I've definitely learned some things -

About myself and my preferences (like - as much as having a beautiful view is a pleasure and a privilege - I'd rather be in the middle of a town with no view at all!);

About knowing when to stick something out and when it's OK to move on;

About listening to those 'gut feelings' (or are they whispers of the Spirit??) and being bold enough to go with them - even if it means difficult conversations and the possibility of hurting people you care about;

About things not being black and white (this is something I guess I'll always be learning and sometimes struggling, sometimes rejoicing over!) - like how just because something might not work out how you think, it doesn't make it bad, it doesn't necessarily mean you made wrong decisions, or that for a time it wasn't just exactly what you needed;

About friendships, and honesty, and love being stronger than anything else.


We don't regret our time up on the hill, and although the last few months felt quite dark and lonely, I know that in time I will look back on it with thankfulness.  For the space, the beauty, the visitors, wonderful neighbours, the chance to get to know my brother-in-law, the view, the precious wooden building next door full of prayers and fellowship and creativity and peace.

And right now, we're loving our new abode, loving being able to WALK everywhere and just 'pop' out to the shops, to the gym, to church, to the pub.

There's been other changes with church and jobs too, but more on that another time.  Suffice to say, it feels like a new beginning, accompanied by the sun creeping in and daffodils springing up everywhere.

Spring is here

and I'm looking forward to what's ahead :-)


Wednesday, 5 March 2014

A poem for my friend, Alana


The rainbow girl has grown used to the stares
They merely bounce off her back
And she shines brighter
Tattooed tales of the impossible
Dance from neck to toe
Pigs fly and prison bars burst open
Healing comes
Freedom reigns
Children swing from violet dreadlocks
And hide laughing in her patchwork skirt
An orphaned kitten perches atop sun speckled shoulder
Orange clashes pink
She skips life in bare feet
Crumbles earth beneath her toes
An olive tree grows
Shelters a weary stranger awhile
Chocolate eyes melt into a grin
Filling the garden with light
She is a firework
And heaven is her home

Sunday, 16 February 2014

We survived the storms

It really has been mad mad weather down here.  I don't think I've ever been in anything like it.  We got away quite lightly as we live on top of a hill so had no chance of being flooded.  I feel so bad for all the people that have.  We had a couple of power cuts which made cooking difficult but with our new wood-burner to keep us warm and plenty of leftover tea lights from various weddings, we were fine.

Yesterday at last the sun came out, and it's still here today. AMAZING!

We've got some friends visiting, who braved the storms to come and cheer us up in gloomy February.  And they definitely did.  Board games, winter olympics, plenty of good food, chatting and a day out walking on The Lizard yesterday have been good good good for the soul.

I didn't get pictures of the storms and huge waves, to be honest I stayed in as much as possible and didn't want to ruin my camera. Or die. But I do have some of our lovely walk yesterday...

Foam on pebbles at Kynance Cove

Kynance Cove, The Lizard

Shetland ponies on old Lizard Head

Saturday, 25 January 2014

What I've learned from not being on Facebook for (nearly) a month

Sounds crazy, but I've probably used Facebook nearly everyday for the past seven years or so.  Which is why I figured it was time for a break.  Partly just to see if I could.  Self-discipline isn't a strong point, I've tried to limit myself to just once a day or once a week, but that didn't work.  If I had to say I was addicted to one thing, it would probably have been Facebook (and a cup of tea first thing in the morning!).

I share nearly all my photos on there - and I take a LOT of photos.  I probably 'update my status' most days, at least once.  I advertise events on there, have a 'page' for my poetry, and use the messages more than my personal email or my phone to contact friends.  Yeh, it was a big part of life.  Although I have a few times 'culled' some 'friends' - (e.g. the people that I probably wouldn't speak to if  I saw them at a party, because I never knew them that well to begin with!) I still have quite a large number of contacts on there.  This is mainly due to having lived in lots of places, gone to several places of education, and done a number of volunteering/projects/jobs where you meet a whole bunch of people and get to know them pretty quickly.

Living in Cornwall, away from friends and family, has made me use Facebook even more, to feel more connected with the rest of the world.  

So, in this relatively short time, what have I learnt/achieved from not being on Facebook?

1. It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be.  I've only looked over hubby's shoulder at his account a couple of times, mainly to see if specific people had shared photos/information on a couple of specific big events (i.e. having a child!).  Funny thing is that they are more private than me, and don't share everything with the world - and this pushed me to make of an effort to skype/call/text them, which was better!

2. My close friends and family will make the effort to find out how I am, without facebook.

3. Not that many people seemed to notice I'm on it at the moment. [ I only had one email from an aunt checking that I was OK!  Oh and I think my mother-in-law may have thought I was ignoring her!].
  In a way this is humbling - there I was thinking that what I shared might have made a big difference to people.  But maybe it didn't.  Maybe no one cares. Waaaaaaaaa. Sob.  OK i'm exaggerating (sort of).  I have a different thought everyday on the sharing of thoughts and pictures on the internet.  I am undecided.

4. I already knew I was crap at remembering birthdays - so I'm not really surprised that without Facebook I have not been aware of one single one this month. Sorry :-S

5.  I am highly distract-able.  Without Facebook to turn my attention to whilst working at the computer at home, I have been using Twitter quite a bit more.  And have even started playing 'Candy Crush' on my phone to fill in awkward/boring moments like waiting for buses and when everyone else is doing 'stuff' on their phones.  I'm not usually a game person.  And feel a bit guilty.  But I may also be trying to prove a point to Mr Q about how unsociable it can be...  (I don't think he's noticed!)

Twitter's good in that it links you to a wider world, and I have discovered more blogs, read more articles and learned a little more.  However I have the same quandry about the validity of sharing things on the internet.  Why do I feel the need to do it?  What am I trying to prove?  And there will always be (a LOT of) people who say more interesting things, have (way) more followers, etc.  It gets me comparing myself and coming up short.  So yeh, not sure about that one, and I'm on it less now.

I have also read two or three novels this month which is more than I have in a long time, which I'm a little more pleased about than the other time-fillers I've found!

6. I have made more contact with specific friends this month than I have in a long time.  I've sent personal emails, phoned people and skype-d.  This was one of my aims for this year and it's definitely something I want to continue.  It's made me value the friendships I have more and realise I don't want to lose them simply out of not putting in enough effort.

7.  I don't feel like I've particularly missed out on any events or information - not that I'd know, I suppose!  Our social life in Cornwall wasn't exactly thriving anyways, so I doubt it's made much difference.  It might have done in Brighton though - and that's when you wonder if people will make the extra effort to invite or inform you.

8. Photos - the main thing that I share.  I thought that ones people were tagged in would remain visible, but I don't think they did.  Even so, no one's really said anything, so again maybe no one does care that much.  However if/when I return, I probably will continue sharing photos, because I still believe people like to see/have them.. It feels selfish and a waste to keep them all to myself!  But then I may be slightly obsessive on that one....  I didn't take any less photos when I was away in Portugal, but did give all the files to the family I stayed with and they have put them on Facebook... the proud part of me tries not to care that people don't know I WAS THE PHOTOGRAPHER. haha. just being honest.


uhh think I'll stop there.  Writing this is actually a distraction from doing work. oops. on that note... I don't know that I have blogged more - but I do think less people are reading it without the link from Facebook. ah well.

My aim was to quit for a month, but maybe I'll extend it... not sure yet.  Think the pros have definitely outweighed the cons so far!

Wednesday, 22 January 2014

The Algarve in January

We had a lovely time in Portugal.  The week began slowly and then hurried by in a rush and before we knew it we were back in dark and rainy Cornwall.  OK it rained in Portugal too, and was quite cold, but not quite as wintery as here.  And when the sun did shine, it was warm on the skin.

It was great to catch up with our friends, and explore the area a little more, and cook and eat plenty of good food (calzone, sushi, thai curry, American pancakes, pizza, among other dishes!) and watch films and play darts.

Hopefully we'll be back before too long. :-)

Here's some pics...


Pottery shop and cafe in Alte
Faro beach, in between sun and rain

Enjoying sushi made by the 'boys'
happy friend time
Inquisitive swordfish at the fish market in Olhao
lots of cuddles with our friends' pets

Everywhere you look there are almond trees blossoming



Monday, 20 January 2014

Scoop

You scooped me up – out of the drowning grey
and now I
I scoop you up – glistening palm pools of liquid life
I splash you over my face to clear my eyes
let you drip down cheeks and chase away tears
I gulp you down
So thirsty so thirsty
Rivulets trickle down my neck
I feel you
refreshing weary shoulders
washing away yesterday’s regret

And inside,
You
Pour down gullet eagerly waiting for your touch
reach my deepest parts
waiting for so long
so long
they’d forgotten what it was like
to have life coursing through
resuscitating the dry bones

Slowly the hidden parts begin to stir
seeds planted long ago slowly crack open
and newness creeps forth from ancient roots
A story written before remembering
finding a window to escape from
catch a breeze
and be heard whispering through branches
dancing onto the fresh leaves appearing
willing them to grow
and bear fruit