metamorphis

20th February, 2011

"If I driiiink, butterfly teeeeaa,

then i will tuuuurn intoo a butterflyyyyy.

And if you driiiink, butterfly teeeeaa,

then you will tuuuurn intoo a butterflyyyyy.

And if Mama driiiinks, butterfly teeeeaa,

then Mama will tuuuurn intoo a butterflyyyyy.

And if Jasper driiiinks, butterfly teeeeaa,

then Jasper will tuuuurn intoo a butterflyyyyy."

"And if I driiiink, normal teeeeaa,

then i will tuuuurn back intoo Miiiilo.

And if you driiiink, normal teeeeaa,

then you will tuuuurn back intoo daaaaaaadaaa.

And if Mama driiiinks, normal teeeeaa,

then Mama will tuuuurn back intoo maaaaaamaa.

And if Jasper driiiinks, normal teeeeaa,

then Jasper will tuuuurn back intoo Jaaaassssperrr."

Cafe Kid

17th February, 2011

Brother is at Kinder. It's only a few hours. Once a week we visit Main St. I pack a snack. We have a 'cino together. He charms the passers-by.... And his Mama.

A Peace Baby

February 14th, 2011

A Peace Baby. That was what the nurses called him.

Born 11.11.1972.

("A Peace sign, for Dadda" painted by Milo Jan 2011)

He's carried that label, and worn it and although he's probably hid from it at times, he has always owned it.

That Peace Baby grew into the family Peacemaker and then into the Peaceful man I fell in love with.

I cannot say that his sense of Peace was the first thing I fell for, but it was this sense of Peace which indeed allowed me to fall so deeply.

I am humbled and honoured to stand beside this man of Peace. And as our sons observe and learn and mimic the actions of their Dadda, I am overwhelmingly grateful that he is a man so worthy of imitation.

Blessed be the Peacemakers. xo

Grateful

11th February, 2011

For all kinds of growth.

For abundance.

For opportunity.

four

February 9th, 2011

The tides have turned.

We all struggle at times with how four is.

In this moment, four is frustration

four is antagonising

four is negotiation

and four is not enough.

Of time, of patience, of sleep, of understanding.

What is four for you?