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.
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”
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?
“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.
Did some old school handwritten poetry last week. It was super fun!
I think I should do this more often 😊.
Leave footprints wherever you may go
Sparkle and sunbeams
Scatter as you wander
Memories flying past like
Grateful for the journeys taken
Places of growth, pain, joy
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.
Some evening thoughts.
No title as yet.
Some days I linger in the present
Enjoying what is now
Like smiles and laughter
Hugs and tea time
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
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
Am still being the one to wear
my heart on my sleeve.
I’m not one for doing New Years resolutions but this year I have decided to set myself a few goals.
Chiefly to finish my poetry book and get it published is top of the list.
Also to devote more time to reading, learning and all things crafty.
The other day I signed up for a freelance photography diploma which is super exciting. As it’s something I thought about doing in my teens but never did. But I’m so glad I can do it now!
Its okay to chase your dreams one small step at a time.
Signing off for now.
Some scribblings from Saturday evening.
Also looks like
Haziness at night
and walks up mountains.
Carole Farish 10/02/2018
Hope Over Fear
Reminding myself that amidst uncertainty
I can still choose hope over not knowing what’s next
Hope over fear
Hope over shame
Hope over negativity
Hope amidst challenges
That it’s light that dispels the darkness
Light is life giving
It’s where the magic happens
and new ideas
become more than just dreams
Where the sparks of imagination fly
and old patterns become new paths
Interwoven into who we are
Our lives are stories
still in motion
Full of questions
In the in betweens
Of old and new things
making time for what
you love most
Times by the fire
Reading good stories
Reminding yourself that
what feels like forever really isn’t
Learning to patience in these
That although hard
The in between is good learning ground
And prepares you for what’s next.
Being in the now and still choosing
Especially on days when life is hard