Sunday, May 24, 2015

The Game Of Life

"The game of life is like the game of boomerangs, deeds and words return to us sooner or later with astounding accuracy."
~*Florence Skinner*~

In the next 24 hours, commit to send some positive out into the world. Then notice how it returns. Note: The key here is to ALLOW the boomerang to return. Be open to seeing and receiving it in whatever form or time frame it may return to you. It could be reciprocated immediately as an inspired thought or positive feeling, or it could show up as an experience you have down the road...your work is to keep an open stance so you can catch it when it, inevitably, returns.


Thursday, May 21, 2015

Home Sweet Home

Home again after a 2 night 3 day rainforest stay. Brenton's generous Mothers Day gift that Heartpoet also benefited from. 

Back to reality this afternoon....

Unpacking. Washing. Pets to walk, feed and clean up after. Shopping to restock fridge and pantry. Brenton who still lives at home is an awesome house sitter. Returned home to everything just as we left it - neat as a pin. Just sitting with a hot cuppa, an Atkins low carb/low sugar caramel nut chew bar and a new season juicy mandarin catching up on emails in-between loads of washing.

Tomorrow we have a house guest coming to stay for the weekend. After choosing to fly solo for a tad under a year Brenton has a new girlfriend. They have been dating a little while and Heartpoet and I will both meet her tomorrow for the first time. I am told she is most eager to meet us and hoping that we like her. Brenton has shown us a photo. Looks wise think Aussie actress Abbie Cornish with dark hair. A stunning young lady with the most beautiful smile (and matching heart I am told). Bringing a new love home to meet the family is always a slightly nervous (well for me it is ha!) and exciting time for all hey! Heartpoet and I have been blessed to date in that we have instantly clicked and gone on to become close with Brenton's prior girlfriends. We see no reason why this instance should be any different. Brenton has most excellent taste! Miss T is a non red meat eater, other than that she is not fussy. So I have nabbed a delish looking chicken recipe (for tomorrow night) from my dear friend Julie. Still mulling over what sides. Was thinking homemade pavlova covered with lashings of King Island double cream then topped with berries for dessert. Heartpoet and I have both missed having a girl around!

You can view photo's from our rainforest stay on our instagram account. Just click on the instagram icon below.


Thursday, May 14, 2015

The Candle

When the sun disappeared there was little anyone could do. As simple as the day had dawned the light just disappeared.

“Sometimes things just happen” some thought. Others reflected on a deeper plane and attempted to understand the change.

Within these groups there were ones who simply decided that the Gods were in control. Infinite wisdom from immortal spectres were at the heart of all the workings of the universe.

According to others though logic lingered far behind with that approach. The dissenters searched for scientific rationale. They asked scientific questions based on human understanding of the universe and all of its properties as declared by discoverers gone before them. Their searches for answers visited questions of timing, cause and effect and future prospects.

In the end though, on the day when the light just disappeared, there was only one response that really mattered. Together, hand in hand, in love in the rapidly cooling darkness, we lit our candle.

Light and shade. Love and eyes aglow.



Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Life's most persistent and urgent question is...

When Heartpoet and I caught wind of a local single mumma (uninsured) battling after recent floods we reached out to help in any way we could. Heartpoet did lots of to-ing and fro-ing with his van to help out. We also donated some furniture items. Yesterday afternoon she presented at our front door with her 4 year old son. Heartpoet had made mention to the lil fella that he collects vintage Noddy memorabilia (Heartpoet hails from the UK and plans on gifting his collection to future grandchildren one day). The lil fella presented me with a vintage Noddy book for Heartpoet that was his Nana's prior to his. He wanted Heartpoet to have it for his collection because...

"Heartpoet has an inside outside heart, some people only have inside ones".


Monday, May 11, 2015

Too Easy Vegetarian Lasagna

You will need...

1 large pack of baby spinach
1 red onion, diced
Garlic cloves, sliced
250g low fat ricotta
100g walnuts, chopped
1 punnet Swiss brown mushrooms, sliced
Fresh pasta lasagna sheets

1/2 jar of your favorite pasta sauce (I used my homemade tomato based with roasted veg sauce)
Buffalo mozzarella sliced to top
Salt and pepps (freshly ground Himalayan pink crystal salt and freshly ground black peppercorns)

You then need to...

1. Preheat oven to 180C

2. Add all of your lasagna ingredients into a large bowl (spinach, onion, garlic, ricotta, walnuts, mushrooms and salt and pepps). Mix till the ricotta is fully incorporated throughout the mix.

3. Add half of the spinach filling to a large ovenproof dish then top with an even layer of pasta. Repeat by adding another spinach and pasta sheet. Spread your desired pasta sauce over the pasta, place mozzarella cheese atop and bake in a pre-heated 180C oven for 30 - 35 minutes or until bubbly and golden.

4. Serve with mixed salad greens that have been splashed with your favorite vinaigrette type dressing.

5. Enjoy!

We had this for dinner last night - tis lick ya lips delish!


Sunday, May 10, 2015

Mother's Day

For Kimmie...

Mother's Day (2015)

Outside the light is lifting and the skies are turning blue
the darkness is dissolving to a golden pre-dawn hue
And within the wrap of new day in the promise of the hours
new life starts to blossom in a crown of coloured flowers
For the promise always wakens and newness springs to life
as the boldest and the bravest ignore the scent of strife

So many years I’ve watched her such elegance and poise
a mother to all children in the midst of all the noise
And many times she’s suffered at the hands of other’s greed
at the constant call to battle of those in sorry need

Yet always she recovers from the chatter’s arrows fired
as they scatter from the strength so borne of the poise that she inspires
So today’s a day for mothers true for the ones who really know
that without the selfless sacrifice no angels could they sow

Outside the light has lifted and the skies soar far to stars
her strength fills all the comets and carries them to Mars
Where a single heart is beating and a single truth stands tall
the truth of unbowed steeliness behind this mother’s wall

So many years I’ve loved her I’ve seen her struggle so
Borne witness to the thunderstorms and the eddies that they blow
Yet always I will love her for the strength of heart she bears
And nature’s simple elegance that her presence always wears



Wednesday, May 6, 2015

Love's Pulse

Love's Pulse 

Love's pulse burns along the wires 
from one tree to the next
As moonlight rides our love's sweet way
no hints of false pretext
The forest gleams and stirs to life
leaves glisten in the mist
And night winds catch our lover's sighs
upon the darkness kissed
So angel oh my angel dear
forever hold my hand
And whisper of our love's grand pulse
Upon our marriage band.