We love our friends. We love our family. The way they traditionally show that love at Christmas time is to buy presents. But for the minimalist, or even just a regular person with a house full of clutter they are trying to get under control, the idea of acquiring a whole lot more stuff doesn't feel like something to celebrate at all.Read More
Making the transition to apartment living
We did it! It’s two weeks since we moved from a large family home in the suburbs, to an inner-city apartment on the 25th floor with beautiful river views.Read More
I love a good hack. Simple tricks that turn on the ‘Aha’ bulb in my head and make things easier.
I had three kids in three years and five months, and the first five or so years were absolutely manic, in a good way. To make things extra challenging, messiness came easily to me. I was not a tidy or organized person.Read More
My holiday at the beach is over for another year. We had a wonderful time, slowing down. But, one of my absolute favourite things to do is walk on the sand.
The amazing thing about walking on the beach is that fact that you leave your mark clearly behind. You can’t walk without leaving footprints. I tried. No matter how gently or carefully I tread, there was evidence of my presence to anyone who walked behind.Read More
When God calls timeout
It’s so quiet. The ocean is flat and expansive and green. The sky is peaceful and grey. There are a smattering of hopeful surfers waiting beyond the break, but I think they are just enjoying the waiting; there are no waves to surf. It’s so quiet.Read More
Ever felt like you were running on empty? I know I sure have. I get to the point where it just feels like everyone wants something, and I have nothing left to give. The hardest part is that often the people I love the most, my family, get the left-over dregs of me after I have exhausted myself caring for others during the day.
I have learned I have a limited capacity in four key areas of my life. Some things drain energy out, other things pour energy in.Read More
I’m a first-class worrier! Ask me how I’m going, and I can prattle off a long list of problems I’m facing, the challenges I’m tackling, how busy I am, tired I am, overwhelmed I am… Poor me, poor me.
I was having one of my ‘I can’t cope with this; the world is falling apart; how will I survive' moments, when a very wise and loving friend offered to pray for me. At the end of the prayer, she said that God had given her a word for me…Read More
We often hear about the benefits of owning less. When we only own the things that add value to our lives, it frees our time and attention to do the things we love doing.
Owning less does wonders for our wellbeing. When our physical spaces are clear from clutter, so are our minds. The only things left are those that are truly meaningful and important.Read More
Sitting in an airport; the plane is delayed for 3 long hours because of a thick fog. Stuck. Going nowhere, along with thousands of other slightly annoyed travellers. A time to be frustrated, or a time to pause?
Wait. Stop. Be still.Read More
A drawer full of undies and you reach for the same favourite pair every time. A pot full of pens and you reach for the same pen every time. A shelf full of mugs, but every morning you reach for the same tall white mug your best friend gave you. One set of favourite sheets, one pair of favourite jeans, one eyeshadow I use every day. So, why do I hang onto so much stuff so that I can have choices?Read More
Parenting towards adulthood
There’s one thing in common with every marriage course I’ve been to and every marriage book I’ve read. Somewhere at the beginning, they talk about your family of origin.
What kind of marriage did your parents have? How did they make decisions? How did they resolve conflict? My husband and I have been through the conversation numerous times, exploring how the family each of us grew up in has influenced the people we are today and the way we relate to each other in our marriage.
The conversation has always been about us, examining and critiquing our parents.
Then the perspective changed for me, big time. As our children have grown into young adults and have left home to begin their own marriage and build their own lives, I realised that I was now the family of origin.Read More
Quieting the Voice of Self-Criticism
We are our own harshest critic. In fact, we are nastier to ourselves than we would ever be to others.
After my friend complimented me on what I was wearing one day, she commented, “I can’t wear t-shirts; they show my belly fat.” What? What belly fat? You have to understand, this lady is beautiful, she is not over-weight, and she always looks fantastic. And yet, she is always terribly self-critical.
I’ve been reminded in several different ways lately how we are so much meaner to ourselves than we are to others.Read More
I love going into my day in a well put together outfit and a smile on my face, but often the truth is that under the calm, confident smile I am overwhelmed and stressed out. I pretend I’m completely under control, but I feel utterly inadequate a lot of the time. I feel the pressure to perform and impress.Read More
I love being married.
I had the privilege of attending a wedding last weekend. A beautiful young couple, completely in love, promised their lives to one another. This Valentine’s Day it reminded me of the promises hubby and I made more than 25 years ago.Read More
I chose Joy as my ‘one word’ for this year because it is a spiritual health indicator for me. Let me explain...
At my obstetrician check-up six weeks after giving birth, the first question he asked was, “Have you had intercourse yet?” That was a confronting question. Then he explained why he was asking about my sex life. It was an indicator. If I had not healed physically from giving birth, if I were not coping with my role as a new mother, if I had severe sleep deprivation or post-natal depression, the answer would be ‘No.’
Aparently, sex is the first thing to disappear from a new mother’s life when she is not going well. It is an indicator of general health and well-being.
For me, joy is an indicator of spiritual health and well-being.Read More
I spent a few minutes going through my wardrobe again this morning and reflected on how different this process is two years after I first decided to get rid of most of my clothes.
I used to own a wardrobe overflowing with clothes. After spending 13 years as a stay at home mum, I enjoyed buying proper clothes when I went back into the workforce. I shopped the sales and grabbed some great bargains – pretty much anything that was cheap that fit me. I didn’t put an awful lot of thought into it. Buying lots of cheap clothes seemed smart at the time.
Then I found myself with a wardrobe full of clothes and nothing that I felt like wearing.Read More
My Facebook feed and inbox are full of resources and reminders of how to kick goals and be more productive than ever this new year. There are planners to buy, courses to do, worksheets and printables to break the goals down into manageable pieces, all to help make this year my most successful ever.
I am usually a big New Year’s Resolution setter. I love having big goals and plans for how to achieve them. While I don't always achieve everything I set out to, usually my goals have helped me to produce more than I would have without them.
I’m not sure why, but this new year, things feel different.Read More
2017, A Year of Celebrating Well
Reflecting on 2017, we have had an incredible year in so many ways, and have enjoyed some memorable celebrations. 2017 has been the year when I learned to value celebrating well.Read More
If you were a wise man, would you have handed over the gold? I’m not sure I would have.
The wise men, or Magi, have always intrigued me. Who were these guys and what were they thinking? What took them on their journey, following a star in the sky with expensive gifts for a baby in a faraway land?Read More