Creativity bursts forth

Just a quick note to say that i feel so inspired by beautiful people (P!) and have so much creative energy buzzzing around me lately that I am off on all sorts of tangents doing all sorts of things.

As well as painting the plaque (which looks heaps better in real life) I mad these earrings for some speshal people- trying to make good on my handmade pledge!

CK

Miracle of Life

Babies- they are so sweet, pure and perfect, and until you are a mother (or father), I don't think that you can fully understand the miracle that they are. From a small explosion of cells to growing another human being...it really is amazing that we women can do this- and it all happens where no-one can see.

Today my first nephew (on my side) was born. Beautiful Liam. I had forgotten in such a small space of time how little they are when they are born and the absolute perfection that they are. I am a very proud aunty!!!!


To top this wonderful day- a very good friend of mine confided to me that she is expecting as well. I am so happy for her and this wondrous adventure that she is about to embark on...it brings back so many memories.

Babies- they are the future of the world, leaders of our tomorrows and innocence incarnate. Blessings on them everywhere.

Go well and tread lightly,

CK

PS. This is a door plaque I made for Liam.

Memories

Hi again

Today a weird thing happened to me. I was out driving around this afternoon and on the spur of the moment decided to go past my grandparents house. Both are now dead, and the house which stayed in the family for a little while after Gran's death was eventually sold. I had often wondered what it now looked like as it has been renovated and is now on the market again.

I have so many fond memories of that house- it was my second home and will forever remain so very special to me. I often dream of my grandparents in this house, I can remember so many details, like which floor boards used to squeak and what the old carpet looked like. Whistfully, I often drive by, conjuring up these memories and longing for things to be like they used to be.

But I realise, time moves on, things don't stay the same, and some things are best not to be revisited.

As chance would have it though, on my slow drive past I saw the real estate agent was there, and literally seconds before reaching the house, my car started making a very loud banging sound. I thought my tyre had blown, so pulled off the road onto the lawn of my grandparents house, and whilst looking for the strange noise, cheekily asked the agent if I could have a look.

My curiosity is now sated, and a now have a dull sense of knowing with me, because even though this was the house my Grandad built, it's not the same. It is bare and lonely inside, his handyman efforts (good and bad- and sometimes illegal!!) have all been removed, and the house is painted the same colour in every room. It's been nicely done, but walls have been moved and others put in, and it is no longer the house of my memories. The only things remaining are my Grans nurene bulbs in the garden and the letterbox Grandad made.

I am sad, and now I know it is time to stop thinking of this house in the here and now, and remember it as it was: crowded with the lives of six sons, twenty something grankids, and a lifetime of memories.

I love my Gran and Grandad, but now this house will only live on in my memory.

CK

Circles of Influence

Hello everyone

Thankyou to those people who posted messages on my first blog posting- it was so fantastic to hear form like minded people and to realise that in this day and age, we are all closer than ever to strangers in the street and the world over thanks to the www.

I have been thinking for sometime now about circles of influence.

A good friend of mine once highlighted the philosophy of friends and influencing people in our life being as concentric circles- those closest to us being in the innermost circle. I thought this to be very beautiful and realise through my own personal journey to be true.

People do come and go from our life: sometimes we meet random people who we instantly click with, others a friendship takes a while to develop. I like to think of this a s a beautiful flower germinating from seed... Likewise, people can often leave our lives quickly or fade out like a dying candle flame- and whether we fuel that dying flame can depend on the directions we are being pulled, and whether (I believe) this person was to be a lasting or momentary influence on our lives.

Now- please don't get me wrong, I have met people who have momentarily flickered into my life and have had a lasting influence, but the opposite can also be said.

I have had people in my life who I thought would be with me 'til my nursing home days- one in particular that I thought of as a sister. However, this was not to be. Circumstances and personal growth made us strangers, but this does not mean that I think any less of this woman, and I do believe we were in each others life for a reason for so many years.

The same can be said of past lovers. Oh! If only I knew then what I know now!!!!! But you know, I truly think that each experience serves to teach us something of our life path, and would really nowing what I know now have beeen appropriate at the time?

Still, ghosts of the past have a way of haunting us. If only I knew what they were trying to tell me...

Well, anyway, a little deeper than I intended for my secon blog posting. Next one will be lighter- promise!!!

Go well and tread lightly,

CK

Welcome to the Blog World

Well, this is interesting! My very first blog. I've only recently started reading other peoples blogs- and at first felt a perverse sense of snooping...but I've been assure that all bloggers feel this way to start with; and haven't I found some interesting links and sites- heck, I've even found ETSY and been shopping there!!!!!


I am hooked. I guess that I have decided to create this blog to put an otherwise hidden part of myself out there to other like minded people and see where the Universe blows me...there is an element of me that is just waiting to emerge from the constraints of me- just like a beautiful butterfly emerging from it's cocoon. Ifeel that I am at a point in my life where hitting a new decade has meant that in a way I am evaluating the years gone by, and what the years ahead of me may hold for me. If we are masters of our destiny and the journey before us, then I want to choose the map and at least the direction I would like to go. We'll see. Hopefully old habits of complaceny and accepting something less than my potential will not win out.


I rather hope to surround myself (or well at least meet) people who will inspire me to grow like the beautiful butterfly currently struggling to throw the confines of the cocoon free.


Until next time...Go well and tread lightly,


Chrysalis Kid


PS. I don't really know how to operate a blog but am learning fast ok?!!!