Circular Motion

I am in such a strange stage of life. Moving from a dependant child to a mother herself has been a hard adjustment and a complete shift in perspective and understanding. Looking through my parents' photo albums of us as kids, I was struck with awe as I realised that I am now making these albums of my own family. Life does seem to have a circular motion about it. There IS nothing new under the sun and as you age you begin to realise that human beings have indeed been the same; made the same mistakes, experienced the same joys, wrestled with the same questions as our ancestors before us. As children you grow up thinking your parents know nothing about your experience of life and are the disconnected ones, when in fact they were you not too long ago. It is taking me awhile to get my head around but I am having to accept and hopefully embrace the fact that I am indeed a fully fledged adult entering a new stage of my life.

Tree Climbing

I placed my foot in a cup- like groove and pulled upwards. The unmovable and masculine base of this gentle giant was soothing. Encouraging me on my journey heavenward, its rough edges and stern feel couldn't deceive me. My map had already been set out before me. Like so many in the past, my fear of falling was reassured by the sudden jut in its skin, allowing me to maintain my grip. Up and up and up I went, higher and higher until I had reached the top of my new found friend. Holding me close on its shoulders I could feel the cool breeze wash across my hot face. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath in. Removed from the chaos of the world below I felt powerful and majestic. Just one stretch and I could have sworn I had touched the big blue sky itself. I nestled myself back into its strong branches and smiled. I had found my secret hiding place and it was wonderful.

Harris Happenings

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Writers block is a frustrating phenomena. In trying to correct it i am writing but about what i cant really tell you. I am in a good place at the moment. Feeling safe, content and i guess... happy (whatever that really means?) Am discovering more and more everyday that God is good even when life seems bad. The Exodus is a great way to see the great hand of God at work. Everything is done with purpose and reason... often times beyond our comprehension. A strangely comforting and yet congruently humbling revelation is that human beings have been the same have been the same have been the same...


So there you go a ramble from a blocked writer's mind.