As I do every Friday morning, I am thinking about the week that has been, the stand out moments and themes that have emerged. The fact that this is the 30th edition of my Weekly Inspirations has not escaped me either – and I think that one of the reasons that I enjoy putting this weekly post together as much as I do, is because it does give me an opportunity to reflect and harvest the goodness from the week. It doesn’t matter how challenging the week has been, I can always find something to inspire me, always. Apparently people who are not writers do not mine their lives for gold in this way. How unfortunate 🙂
Some of this week has been spent adventuring around the Gold Coast with my family – we have spent the days playing in the Theme parks, exploring Mt Tamborine, eating breakfast in a funky Burleigh Heads cafe, exploring markets, swimming in warm ocean currents, eating beautiful food and most importantly of all, spending some really good, juicy times with my brother, his partner and my two year old nephew. Being in his house with both of us as bona fide adults – well, it was was the next phase in our relationship, for sure.
My brother and I are only 12 months apart and as different from each other as chalk and cheese – he’s 6″4′, fair, Gemini and easy going. I’m 5″7′, dark, Taurus and…less easy going :). Up until we started school, we got on well. From the age of 5 until 16, when I left home, we fought and bickered almost continuously. My poor mother. Then we really didn’t see much of each other for the next 5 years. In our early twenties we found ourselves living in the same city, and started hanging out. To our surprise we liked each other again, although we didn’t understand each other, no not all (and I suspect we still don’t) 🙂 And now here we are in our late 30s, with young families and grown up responsibilities. My favourite thing about my brother? He makes me laugh 🙂 He is the kind of person that funny stuff just happens to.
In my early 20s I lived in a two storey inner city terrace with two other girls. We had a party one night, and my brother came, along with his Malaysian girlfriend and her three beautiful sisters (that’s a whole other story). The Bear was there too, come to think of it – we had only just started seeing each other. A group of us were clustered on the top storey terrace balcony, talking and laughing. A posse of drunken boys were riding down the road in a stolen shopping trolley, and as they careered wildly down the hill, they saw that the front door to our house was standing wide open. As we watched, one of them jumped off the trolley and came inside the house – and then reemerged, clutching an enormous white teddy bear that usually sat on my bed. I shrieked, pointed and said, “Ben!! That man has got my teddy bear!” Without hesitating, my brother and the Bear raced down the stairs and out onto the street in hot pursuit. The thieves were making a getaway in their car which was parked just down the road when my brother caught up with them, shouting, “Give the bear back, bitch!” Those of us watching from the gallery just about collapsed with laughter at those immortal words – but after a bit of push and shove there was my brother triumphantly brandishing the bear, walking back up the street.
This is only one of many, many ridiculous, hilarious stories that involve my brother 🙂
How has your relationship with your sibling/s evolved and changed over the years?
Best Short Read
Stopping Before the Miracle by Tosha Silver
Sometimes we give up just before the miracle, you know? Take if you need:
Because on the one hand, everything, of course, is one dazzling miracle after another. In the right consciousness, just that you can blink your eyes, pet a cat, or chew an apple is utterly stunning.
But sometimes we give up right before something amazing is about to occur. I’ve sure done that at times in my life. Giving up in the sense of surrendering all to the Divine, is a wonderful thing. Then the right actions always get shown. That’s the focus of most of my writing.
But giving up, not even being AVAILABLE for the miracle, well, that’s a whole other deal. Click here to read the rest
To know that the atoms
of my body
to think of them rising
through the roots of a great oak
to live in
leaves, branches, twigs
perhaps to feed the
the blue iris
or rest on water
freeze and thaw
with the seasons
some atoms might become a
bit of fluff on the wing
of a chickadee
to feel the breeze
know the support of air
and some might drift
up and up into space
star dust returning from
whence it came
it is enough to know that
as long as there is a universe
I am a part of it.
– Anne Alexander Bingham
Over the past few weeks, I have been compiling a playlist, just for you and me <3. I will keep on adding to it over time, but it’s long enough now to share. I have called it Music for the Soul, and on it are some of my favourite songs and chants that plug me straight into the Divine. Have a listen here:
Instagram – I am new here; why don’t you show me around 🙂