Grateful

CICADA DREAMING

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2024 – the Year of the Dragon was filled with endings for me. It was a grey silver coloured year where art, writing, trips to Hobart, concerts and books kept me afloat amongst the many challenges. Globally, it was painful to witness events. It was overwhelming and I had many challenges with family members as well. This year more than many others, I was forced into focusing and being grateful for the ‘small’ everyday miracles. A curious kookaburra, sunshine, a smile in the street from a stranger. Street libraries, the shape of clouds and waking up every day with a roof over my head. Unlike so many in the world.
     I read 76 books and I wrote two. I came close to finding my Champion Literary agent a couple of times but mainly received rejection letters comprising: love the idea and the writing is good BUT in this current climate…
     I had magickal times with new friends and finally saw Nick Cave in concert and also, did the Pennicott Wilderness Journeys tour in Hobart.
     Joanna Lumley was also fun to listen to at the Opera House and to see my daughter, Daisy flourish at Sydney University was a highlight.
     Mostly, I savoured my daily walks around Blackheath and the Spring this year was the most sublime I can recall. The Cicadas returned to the village after an absence of 7 years and their daily roaring song was sublime, uplifting and transformative!
     I’m not Buddhist but I like this blessing prayer so extending it to all who stumble across my page, and if you also found 2024 a challenge, a struggle and silver grey in colour, I see you. New Moon blessings to all. 🌑🗝️🌹🪶
‘May all dangers be averted and all disease be gone. May no obstacle come across your way. May you enjoy fulfilment and long life. For all whose in heart dwells respect, who follow the wisdom and compassion of the Way. May your life prosper in the four blessings of old age, beauty, happiness and strength.’ 🌹

A BLUE YEAR FAREWELL

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2023 was a year the colour of blue for me. The muted silver blue of a Tasmanian sky and sea. I loved being home in July, inhaling Hobart’s salty air, walking familiar streets, knowing I’m close to Antarctica. After years of mountain life it was a week of blue bliss.

It was also a big transitional year for my daughter who started at Sydney University. I wrote (nearly every day). Read (over 62 books). Reading was once again my haven, comfort, my joy this year. If you’re interested in the books I’ve posted them on my Goodreads, Instagram and Author Facebook Page.

I didn’t achieve my personal target of reading more classics but that’s something to aim for in 2024. So grateful for authors, bookstores, libraries including street libraries.

As the world continues to seem more fragmented and volatile I found stability and grace through books.

I continued to write and I am now querying agents. I completed the Curtis Brown Creative Course in Writing a Psychological Thriller with Erin Kelly which I loved and would recommend.

I facilitated Moon Circles for my Mystic Rose Clinic, continued building my Reiki business and did evening care for an elderly lady in the village. We finally staged David’s Ghost Hunting play in January. It wasn’t the best year of my life (hard not to be overwhelmed with the fragmented state of the world) but it was still a year filled with blue. There was much to be grateful for. And I am.

 May 2024 bring you unexpected blessings.