An endless refrain

I know I keep saying how amazingly generous many people have been to me on this year’s journey but it still makes my heart sing… today I had breakfast with Harvey who I’ve known for my entire corporate life but have had little to do with over the last 10 years (albeit with different organisations, we both worked around 20 years for one IT corporate and left our respective jobs around the same time)… he is now the CEO of ClickView, an entrepreneurial organisation

Why is it…

that every time you visit the doctor he finds something else to worry about… this time my cholesterol is high and my waist has considerably expanded… I guess they go hand in hand… so I scurried home and hid the chocolate, threw out the double cream and decided I didn’t need butter anymore… oh and he also took my height measurements… I have always nonchalantly believed me to be 1.64cm but the truth is a little different… I am a mere 1.59 and half… I am not sure which I was more upset about the height or the weight πŸ™‚

Tramping in hope of a kiwi

I was desperate to see a Kiwi on our trip – here we were going to an island south of the south island of NZ renowned for its amazing birdlife living like Douglas Mawson… bracing myself through two flights, a fierce journey on a catamaran across Foveaux Strait… I kinda deserved to see this bird…I prayed to the Angel of Kiwis, I called up the spirits of birds, I wandered about in the dark trying to conjure the elusive creature… all to no avail… except for the younger members of our party who had woken late on the last day, flung themselves loudly onto the track and there in front of them was a kiwi… I was awarded at our celebratory dinner that night the tramper least likely to see a kiwi…

Tramping in mud

With our impending hike on the sub-antarctic Stewart Island I have this magical hope that somehow across the roaring 40s the weather will be delightful and the accommodation 5 star… the truth is my tooth is in desperate need of root canal (I kid you not), the weather forecast is for rain and well I know the colony of sandflies that awaits us at the joyless huts… but somewhere between the mud, the rain, and my tooth I am wondering if once again I can find the joy and meditation of just being in nature placing one foot in front of the other… or whether I will win the category of least useful tramper and most bitchy πŸ™‚

Remembrance and peace

Rationalists please continue no further… 11/11/11 … magic or not it felt ironic to wake up to find the front page of the Sydney Morning Herald declaring that the US is to establish a permanent Marine base in Darwin on the day that fallen troops are remembered… so I was happier to believe in magic and the power of communal prayer and contemplation for a peaceful world… we went to Centennial Park for 11/11/11 and meditated at the site where a labyrinth is to be built… it felt beautiful to ground and blossom Em’s dream of bringing a labyrinth to our city…

Fear – a beautiful perspective

I am gathering content and information to create my programs around Building Resilience to enable You to Flourish… I found an amazing article written by Margaret Wheatley about Fear. She talks about Fearlessness simply meaning that we do not give fear the power to silence or stop us… and she suggests we might all ask at regular intervals in our lives: β€œWhat might I need to walk out of?” – the context is at times we need to Walk Out on something/someone/some belief in order to Walk On… Even when I repeated those words to myself, I felt this surge of terror – it’s a question that demands courage and clarity and an ability to stand and look at your fear(s) head-on… I know for me to allow my business to flourish in 2012 and beyond there are many self-beliefs that I need to walk out of to bravely walk on…