Thursday, June 30, 2011
Thursday, March 03, 2011
My Growth Tree
My growth tree, it is a living, dream board/ vision board, I went and saw a psychic, she said that I need a growth tree. I put little tags on there, they are what I want and what my dreams are for the next 12 months. I am looking after that I can see my dreams and wants everyday.
Wednesday, March 02, 2011
Work can be funny
Working in an Emergency Department, can be stressful, VERY busy, emotional, frustrating, tiring but it can also be funny.
I work with some fantastic people, Dr’s, nurses, wardies, admin officers.
We all have our war stories, days where it was hideous, where there are people dying, where every time you look up your getting abused, when you’re so busy that time actually slows down.
Then there is the funny, see I don’t know why I work in a hospital, I hate vomit, sputum, smells, orifices, I don’t cope when someone dies, I hate being yelled at.
Some shifts though are just funny.
When a Dad comes in with a sprained ankle from riding a scotter and his kids are standing there saying “I told him he was doing it wrong”.
When I start dry retching, at the sight and or sound of someone else vomiting. (nursing staff think this is hilarious).
When you see an xray of a foreign object where it has no right to be and you wonder how and why, oh why would you. Then the patient asks for it back after it being extracted.
A very young couple coming in after some fabulously wild sex and him falling out of bed and breaking his arm. But then, having to explain how it happened to every nurse, Doctor, physio and xray person that he sees.
Have you ever presented to an Emergency Department?
I work with some fantastic people, Dr’s, nurses, wardies, admin officers.
We all have our war stories, days where it was hideous, where there are people dying, where every time you look up your getting abused, when you’re so busy that time actually slows down.
Then there is the funny, see I don’t know why I work in a hospital, I hate vomit, sputum, smells, orifices, I don’t cope when someone dies, I hate being yelled at.
Some shifts though are just funny.
When a Dad comes in with a sprained ankle from riding a scotter and his kids are standing there saying “I told him he was doing it wrong”.
When I start dry retching, at the sight and or sound of someone else vomiting. (nursing staff think this is hilarious).
When you see an xray of a foreign object where it has no right to be and you wonder how and why, oh why would you. Then the patient asks for it back after it being extracted.
A very young couple coming in after some fabulously wild sex and him falling out of bed and breaking his arm. But then, having to explain how it happened to every nurse, Doctor, physio and xray person that he sees.
Have you ever presented to an Emergency Department?
How you spend your days
“How you spend your days is how you spend your life.”
I have been inspired by this quote, I have no idea who wrote it, said it or where it came from. It makes me want to get up and get my life filled with so much more. I want to fill my soul, I want to experience more life in my days.
I don’t mean more “things” or more chores or meaningless tasks. I mean beautiful, experiences, people, books, food, places.
It sounds like a hard thing to do, but really, it is in the everyday things that are already mine that I want to find the joy. Instead of hanging washing on the line and it being a chore, being grateful and appreciating the acre of land that we live on. The creatures that call our home their home. The beautiful trees, the multitude of birds and butterflies.
To stay in the moment, finding serenity in the simple.
To have a vocation (my new word), that brings me joy, experience, people, creativity, financial abundance, flexibility. To spend my working days, at something that inspires me.
To observe, my children’s growth and journey. To enjoy in their innocence, their learning, their observations of the world. To take some of their qualities and be a free spirit again.
I have figured out if I can slow down, stop doing 10 things at once, breathe, and be in the moment, I will create the days that I want, therefore creating the life that I want.
How do you spend your days?
I have been inspired by this quote, I have no idea who wrote it, said it or where it came from. It makes me want to get up and get my life filled with so much more. I want to fill my soul, I want to experience more life in my days.
I don’t mean more “things” or more chores or meaningless tasks. I mean beautiful, experiences, people, books, food, places.
It sounds like a hard thing to do, but really, it is in the everyday things that are already mine that I want to find the joy. Instead of hanging washing on the line and it being a chore, being grateful and appreciating the acre of land that we live on. The creatures that call our home their home. The beautiful trees, the multitude of birds and butterflies.
To stay in the moment, finding serenity in the simple.
To have a vocation (my new word), that brings me joy, experience, people, creativity, financial abundance, flexibility. To spend my working days, at something that inspires me.
To observe, my children’s growth and journey. To enjoy in their innocence, their learning, their observations of the world. To take some of their qualities and be a free spirit again.
I have figured out if I can slow down, stop doing 10 things at once, breathe, and be in the moment, I will create the days that I want, therefore creating the life that I want.
How do you spend your days?
Saturday, February 19, 2011
The Bookstore
My heart skips a beat, my eyes are scanning every corner, my legs, want to run and explore. Oh where do I start, where am I drawn to, who is calling to me.
The possibilities,
The adventure,
The happiness,
The sadness,
The thrilling,
The torturous,
The colours,
The sizes,
The cheap,
The expensive.
I am in my own world when, I go into a................................BOOKSTORE.
A bookstore is where I could very easily spend the whole day. It soothes my soul when I get to explore a book store.
I had a text the other night from a girl friend to say that Borders and Angus and Robertson had gone into voluntary administration. See she knows how much I love bookstores and books. She listened to me rave on and on when Apple bought out the IPAD, it made me sick to think that people would rather read a book on their computer. I know it is a sign of the times, that nothing stays the same, convenience, they are cheaper, that you can have access to any book in the world that you would like.
I say SO WHAT. How can anyone replace discovering, a book that is calling you to read it, to flick through, to have a real “feel” for the book , to run your hands along the shelves, to have a peek into all the nooks and crannies, to open yourself up to see what treasures you can find.
How can you replace sitting in your garden, lounge room, bed, car, train, aeroplane, or beach, with a beautiful book, the heaviness of it, the pages that are tangible and you turn almost unconsciously as you are so engrossed in your book. Eventually putting up on a book shelf and being proud of all the books that you have read, the emotions that they stirred up in you. The adventures that you had while reading them.
None of this can be replaced by a computer.
The possibilities,
The adventure,
The happiness,
The sadness,
The thrilling,
The torturous,
The colours,
The sizes,
The cheap,
The expensive.
I am in my own world when, I go into a................................BOOKSTORE.
A bookstore is where I could very easily spend the whole day. It soothes my soul when I get to explore a book store.
I had a text the other night from a girl friend to say that Borders and Angus and Robertson had gone into voluntary administration. See she knows how much I love bookstores and books. She listened to me rave on and on when Apple bought out the IPAD, it made me sick to think that people would rather read a book on their computer. I know it is a sign of the times, that nothing stays the same, convenience, they are cheaper, that you can have access to any book in the world that you would like.
I say SO WHAT. How can anyone replace discovering, a book that is calling you to read it, to flick through, to have a real “feel” for the book , to run your hands along the shelves, to have a peek into all the nooks and crannies, to open yourself up to see what treasures you can find.
How can you replace sitting in your garden, lounge room, bed, car, train, aeroplane, or beach, with a beautiful book, the heaviness of it, the pages that are tangible and you turn almost unconsciously as you are so engrossed in your book. Eventually putting up on a book shelf and being proud of all the books that you have read, the emotions that they stirred up in you. The adventures that you had while reading them.
None of this can be replaced by a computer.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
An exercise in dreaming.
I crave adventure, experience, sights, and people beyond my own garden gate. At this point in my life, I am dreaming of where I would go, what I would do, who would be with me, how long would I stay. Of course it would be all expenses paid, a nanny trailing along.
I would take my little family (and the nanny), on an adventure, around the world for 6 months.
We would start off in London and stay there for a month, we would explore the sights, castles, country side, we would travel to some of the beautiful little villages, of course travel on a double decker bus, go past Her Majesty’s palace, visit Hamleys Toy Shop, wonder around The National Gallery, Westminster abbey, Shakespears Globe theatre, Tower of London, and Stone Henge.
Then pop over to France for a couple of weeks and see the Eiffel tower, eat some snails, go the south and explore some wineries, The Louvre, Mont St Michel.
The big one a couple of 3 months in Italy, ride through Tuscany, visit leaning tower of Pisa, Eat in the Trastevere District, visit the Boboli Gardens in Florence, Float down the Grand Canal in Venice, place my hands on the Colosseum, Marvel at the Sistine chapel, Trevi fountain, and St Peters Basilica, Walk across the bridge of Sighs. Do some people watching in a little cafe while I have a coffee and my husband and kids (and the nanny) have a gelato. I would take my children to a Montessori school to see what they are like in Italy.
Go to the USA, to take the kids to Disney Land, visit New York to go to Broadway.
On the way back to Australia, fly into Bali so that my husband can go surfing, I can get a massage.
That would definitely satisfy my craving for adventure, experience, sights, and people beyond my own garden gate.
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