Truth begins at home

Truth begins at home

  As a mum of 4 children I have placed a high value on them telling the truth and living truth. Truth is at the heart of all successful relationships. Being honest and telling the truth is a value that many of us would attain to, yet it is so easy for us not to see or tell the truth to ourselves. We can live denying truth, denying hurt within; pretending we are ok when we are not. We can loose it in the little lies and agreements we make...

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Thriving not Surviving

Thriving not Surviving

A year ago my father died.  This last year has been a hard one and I have been on a journey of stopping, grieving, pausing, hurting, pondering, healing and recalibrating.  In the midst of this last year I have really known that there is beauty everywhere, if we choose to see it. When change comes into our lives we need to take time to reassess, to connect with how we feel, with where we are.  I have done a lot of that this last year.  I have...

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Living Empty, Living Full

There are times in our life where we  feel full and able to move mountains and times where we feel empty and all we can see is limits.  On full days we are readily able to be thankful and celebrate but on empty that can feel difficult. “12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in...

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Life lessons

This week my baby girl leaves school. Now in reality she’s no longer a baby, she is a grown woman. But it is a moment, just like starting school is a moment. It has caused me to think about all that she has learnt and all that is deemed necessary for her to know in order for her to be launched into her future. Having her was a journey and when she finally arrived I knew that I was changed. Suddenly life was different. As I sat and nursed...

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Protecting by connecting

For thirty minutes this week our son was missing.  Thirty minutes isn’t long.  In normal time thirty minutes is never quite enough time, but in those moments when we didn’t know where he was it seemed like a huge amount of time. Our oldest daughter had gone to collect him from a club.  After waiting where she always waits for a while,  she figured that he had overrun.  She then went looking for him and grew increasingly concerned as...

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