Forest views..

Picture taking whilst landing at Oslo airport yesterday afternoon.

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Wednesday Adventures

A week ago we went on a little adventure by boat train and car. It was a Noah and Grandma and Auntie day. We all had so much fun. Sometimes little adventures not far from home are the best kind.

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He’s off..

Then we took the little ferry across to Fell Foot Park from Lakeside.

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Looking out across the lake.

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He was desperate to go on a little boat..

So…

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Boat rides with Amber dog.

and Grandma did a fantastic job at rowing. We even sang ‘Row row’ too.

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Mum rowing.

Then we took the little ferry back and the steam train from Lakeside to Haverthwate.

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Steam…train fun.

 

Saturday evening thoughts

Lately I’ve been musing on what home looks like. I’ve written on this topic before but coming at it from a different angle this time. In the past five years I’ve called Barnstaple, Plymouth, Bradford, Vienna, Trondheim, Shipley, Lancaster and most currently a little town called Ulverston home. I love the quirkyness and all the little independent shops and most recently the opening of this place Cut The Wrap. As amongst many things I’m doing my best to cut down on my use of single use plastic. I use a metal water bottle instead of throw away plastic ones. The same goes for metal straws instead of plastic ones. In actively working to reduce my use of single use plastic I’m realising that sometimes it a hard task as so many things are packaged in plastic when there are other options.

I’ve had quite a few people recently say that I’m quite nomadic. Which given my tendency to move locations makes sense. I often find myself feeling really restless. But having less days like that lately. Which is refreshing.

I’m learning more and more how important meaningful community is. And that is something well worth investing in. Both in person and in the digital world too. I’m also realising more and more that I need to carve time to spend on those things that calm me (for me thats knitting, baking and time spent outdoors). In those moments it’s easier to be present and in the moment rather than amongst crowded thoughts.

Going to sign off for now but I’ve a feeling I’ll be back to add to this post again.

 

Tuesday evening thoughts

Since haven’t written on here in a while I thought it was high time I did. I’m writing this with a cup of peppermint tea by my bedside table.

I’ve just finished reading a book called Everybody Always by Bob Goff. Been challenged yet again what love looks like. In particular how to love those who are difficult, different and those who are hurting and in turn hurting others. How these are the ones who need loving most. To choose to respond in kindness rather than lashing out. To choose to forgive even when I don’t feel like it. In that there is real freedom.

Jesus talked to His friends a lot about how we should identify ourselves. He said it wouldn’t be what we said we believed or all the good we hoped to do someday. Nope, He said we would identify ourselves simply by how we loved people. It’s tempting to think there is more to it, but there’s not. Love isn’t something we fall into; love is someone we become.”
Bob Goff, Everybody, Always: Becoming Love in a World Full of Setbacks and Difficult People

‪“There’s no school to learn how to love your neighbor, just the house next door. No one expects us to them flawlessly, but we can love them fearlessly, furiously, and unreasonably”‬
‪BG

Still learning how to live this out. Especially when I’m fearful, worried or scared. When I feel like that I need to remember who’s I am and who has my back! Also need to pay more attention to those little nudges. Often times that looks like being inconvenienced and for someone who likes to be on time that is a challenge at times.

That its okay not to know what is next. Just to continue putting one foot in front of the other. And keep knocking on doors, taking risks and daring to dream big dreams. And that setbacks are so valuable to growth and facing challenges. I’m thinking of answering the “What do you do question?” differently these days. How about something more along the lines of asking who we are?

Also this

“I think a father’s job, when it’s done best, is to get down on both knees, lean over his children’s lives, and whisper, ‘Where do you want to go?’ Every day God invites us on the same kind of adventure. It’s not a trip where He sends us a rigid itinerary, He simply invites us.” BG

Also thinking that I’ll be re reading Love Does again soon! I’ve a feeling I’ll be adding more to this post.

Thanks for reading.

🙂

Footprints and journeys

Leave footprints wherever you may go

Sparkle and sunbeams

Scatter as you wander

Memories flying past like 

paper planes 

Grateful for the journeys taken

Places of growth, pain, joy 

and learning 

Some things last longer than intended 

But the path taken was the 

right one and finished  

at the right moment.

Where learning meant

Speaking up for yourself is okay

Finding calm in the frantic 

Seeing children smile with joy.

 

C.Farish 01/04/18

Wednesday evening scribblings

Some evening thoughts.

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Some days I linger in the present

Enjoying what is now

Like smiles and laughter

Hugs and tea time

table drumming

But at night I often

Find myself wishing I

was someplace else

Seeds of discontentment grow

Of feeling alone

And wondering where home is?

I see things often that I like

and stop myself

Cause I don’t have a place to call home

I’m discovering there are

some down sides to

restlessness

Finding belonging is one.

Still something I struggle with

Growing up I was the kid most

comfortable with my head

in a book

Than being in a crowd or

Spending time with others

Reading was a place of escape

comfort and adventure

And it’s still one of the best travel

companions.

Am still being the one to wear

my heart on my sleeve.

C.Farish 21/03/18

Journeys

Sunset embers
The rattle of the train
Bright evening skies
Blissful

Searching for golden moments
like this

Mesmerising in their simplicity
Pockets of wonder
Captured in a split second

Monument silhouette
Against a blazing furness
Slivers of silver on the horizon
as dusk approaches.

C. Farish 19.03.18

Rejection as a springboard

Often times in life we face moments of rejection. Which can lead to feelings of failure and feeling disheartened. But lately I’ve begun to change my perception and perspective of rejection. I’m realising more and more that it actually helps to challenge me to keep going. To keep chasing those dreams in my heart.

Rather than parking up the bus and quitting I’m learning to keep one foot in front of the other. In realisation that those no’s aren’t bad and might not mean no forever just a no right now. Over the years I’ve applied for many jobs and been given many rejection letters. I used to get very disheartened when I received these but these days I take it as a positive that they took the time to reply. That really does speak volumes.

More recently it has helped me to start doing something that I’ve wanted to do since my teens. Photography has been a passion of my for a long time. I’ve begun a freelance photography course. Taking. baby steps to where you want to be is totally okay.

I took some time out to relax this afternoon and did some reading. I’m re-reading a book called Big Magic by Elizabeth Gilbert. Reading it is reminding me how important listening to the creativity with in me is. Also how much fear can stop us in our tracks. We need fear to help us judge danger but it does not need to be in the front giving the directions.

In the past I used to find rejection hard to deal with. Rejection is no longer something that affects my self worth. My value is more than a rejection letter. In applying for a job, course, volunteering you are stepping out into the world.

Daring to be yourself.

This time last year I was not in a good place. I was fearful, scared and at times more sad than I’d ever felt before. I desperately wanted to escape and choosing to stay in that difficult situation was one of the bravest things I’ve done.

I’ve learnt that I’m way more resilient than I give myself credit for. To still speak up for myself even if it doesn’t work out. To still treat those who hurt you well. That every time you offer to do something out of the box you are stepping out into the arena. This way of thinking I’ve been learning from Brene Brown  and her book Daring Greatly. (you can find out more about her by clicking on the link) I’m currently reading another book by her called Braving The Wilderness. Which I need to pick up again.

Lets keep being brave, stepping out into new things. Chasing the things that bring joy. When we are knocked down lets choose to get back up.

Much love,

Carole

I found this quote today which resonated with me.

But more than brave, you have love. And love is brave. – Richard Paul Evans