Thursday, 2 July 2015

Inspiration Waits for No Woman

Image result for creative museThat moment when your creative muse comes to visit, is the moment you must embrace its presence. You will never have this moment of opportunity again and you may not recall your creative idea unless you let it flow when it's there to flow.

When your muse visits, it's time to stop what you're doing and let it unleash. Let it flow. Let it pulsate and make it's way from your brain to paper.

Engage it. Embrace it. Let the words spew and unfold as only they know how. This time may not come again.

It beckons for you to stop what you are doing at that precise moment and to focus on it. To welcome it with open arms. To allow the circle of creativity to spin as an idea germinates, sprouts and blossoms from within. There are no boundaries here. Let it out and watch as it unfolds.

Allow yourself to be lost in the moment as your muse visits. For the visit may be brief and momentary. Uncertainty surrounds when it will visit again. It doesn't make appointments, rather it shows up unannounced. Let it come in and show you its wares. Let it show you things and ideas you hadn't even thought of before. Let it open new pathways, doorways and highways you've not dared to explore. Allow the flow to flow.



Wednesday, 17 June 2015

A Moment of Creative Inspiration Captured



The Journey

This journey is mine
And it's mine alone
Your journey is yours
And it's yours alone.

There are times where
Our paths will intertwine 
While there are others
We'll leave each other behind.


Ebbing and flowing
On our quests through this life
Doing what's right for us
Perfect in that time.

Know in your heart
The connection we share
No matter what happens
I'll always be there.

Sometimes I hold my hand out
To see if you still care
Then I gently remind myself
This is not a time we'll share.

This journey is mine
And it's mine alone
This is a journey
I must travel on my own.

Tuesday, 16 June 2015

The Juggle Continued .....

After hitting publish on my last post, I realised there some other things I want to shed some light on, yet failed to. I think they warrant an additional post to explore a little further, after all this juggling thing is multi-faceted.

No amount of scheduling, planning or discipline seems to abate the "Mum guilt". It's always there hanging out in the background. I have learned that just because it's there, doesn't mean it needs to be paid any attention. Quite often a simple acknowledgement of its presence is enough to keep it at bay.

I have come to love the variety each day brings. This is a pretty big thing for someone who has always needed certainty and comfort to feel safe in this world. Perhaps it's because I am experiencing variety in the comforts of my own environment, otherwise I may be penning a different story.

I love the freedom of making my own rules and deciding how I will spend my time, rather than being dictated to by a clock. Something I was reading the other day, indicated that there's a massive shift away from the traditional format of office work and a rising trend of flexible, own businesses, working from home. It's about time the rest of the world caught onto reality.

Spending time with my kids is one of the greatest gifts I've experienced. Simply just being available to listen, to talk, to play, to cuddle, to laugh, to comfort is a whole new concept and a wonderful gift to be cherished each day. I see just how far I've come this time around, how different things are. I've realised that a mother grows into her role just as her children grow into each size of clothing.

Image result for supermum doesn't existPlease do not look at me and think that I am a Super Mum. I am not. I am simply someone who has a passion for more than one thing and have been fortunate enough to work out a way to do it all. And most importantly in my own space and time. While may bank balance may not indicate the wealth I have around me, my life is full of abundance and richness across the board. I do not want for anything. All my needs are met. And for me, that is happiness, bliss and achievement all rolled into one.

If you are looking for a way out, a way to escape, a way to create your own reality then start day dreaming. Start writing down your deepest desires and wishes (I'm well aware this may seem awfully airy fairy, but if you don't know what you want in life, how will you know when it shows up on your doorstep?) Dream and dream big. Dream vividly and in full colour. Start thinking "what if?"

When you know what you want in life, the universe has a funny way of conspiring to make it happen. How would you love to spend your days?

Wednesday, 10 June 2015

The Work From Home Juggle

The end of May marked the end of 12 months maternity leave. It also marked me committing to working from home permanently. I left the tenures of my "permanent" employment status and my payroll details now have casual lodged beside them.

In some ways this was very freeing and in others very freaking scary. For the first time in a very long time, I have backed myself knowing that I am good enough at what I do to be able to support working solely from home ..... on one of my passions.

For those of you who have been following and reading my story for a while now, you'll be aware that I have a few things I am passionate about in this life. Committing to casual home user in my travel agent role has allowed for a lot more freedom and flexibility in other areas, allowing space and time to pursue those passions.

It also means that I am well aware of the struggle of the juggle that happens each day. Being at home in my environment is warm, cosy and comfortable, not to mention full of distractions. I can go to the fridge whenever I choose, make a coffee, switch on trashy tv or put on an audio book at my leisure. The world is totally my oyster!

It also means that I am well aware of when the house is dirty, the washing is piling up and dinner needs to be prepared. I have an almost-walking just shy of one-year old heartbreaker who is still very much dependent on me for all his needs and a Little Miss Prep who needs to be ferried here and ferried there. Plus I have my other desires pulling at my heart strings for me to pay more attention to them. My hands are always full, quite often overflowing!

So how do I do it I hear you ask? Most of the time.... not so well. Some days it works and some days it doesn't. Some days I can plough through my to do list and have my tasks completed by lunch time. Other days I barely get to touch the list. And I'm getting cool with accepting that.

What have I learned?
Flexibility is the key - nothing ever goes to plan. One email can change my whole day. I do what I can when I can.

Doing what I can when I can - I make the most of moments as they appear. If bub is sleeping, I am in work mode. If bub is awake, I am in Mum-mode including him in what I am doing.

Being kind to myself - the thing with working at home on your own is that there's a lack of cheer squad there to give you a pat on the back or a pick me up on the days you need it. If you can get it done that day, great. If not, it can wait, The world isn't going to end if it's not completed today.

Being in the moment - wherever I am in my day and whatever I am doing, I am wholeheartedly making an effort to be "ALL" there. My attention totally focussed on that task at that moment. Yesterday has been and tomorrow will come. Here and now is what matters most!

Each day is an opportunity to begin again - just because I tried something yesterday and it didn't work doesn't mean I can't try again today or attempt to adapt my strategy. It's important to change things up to avoid falling in a rut, Fresh air and sunshine cure EVERYTHING!

If one way doesn't work, try another -  a favourite quote of mine is "5 +4 =9. So does 6 +3." Different methods, same results.  There's always another option, an alternative, a different choice. Embrace flexibility!

So there you have it, from one mother to another. Do you work from home? How do you manage the struggle with the juggle?

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Monday, 4 May 2015

Because Parenting Isn't Always Peachy

If you've been following my blog for awhile, it's no secret that I suffered Post Natal Depression after the birth of my first born. I suffered in silence and guilt for a long time, not wanting to confide in anyone and feeling ashamed for the feelings I was having towards motherhood.

If you want to read about the ins and outs of my motherhood journey, head over here for a squiz.

About 18 months ago I was lucky enough to find a wonderful organisation called Peach Tree Perinatal Wellness who are dedicated to helping parents who have or at risk of developing a mental illness during the perinatal period. As soon as I read their website, I fell in love with what they do and how they are doing it. Mainly because it's so aligned with my own personal values and big, hairy, scary vision of developing a Parenting and Perinatal Wellness Centre for the Capricorn Coast.

But that's not what I am writing about today!

This weekend I am heading to the magnificent Sunshine Coast to take part in the Peach Tree Coastal Trek - a 22km trek to help raise awareness of perinatal wellness and the work that Peach Tree is doing. If you would like to support me, please head to my supporter page to donate.

This is the major fundraising event for the year. Being a not-for-profit organisation they don't receive any funding from the government, so rely solely on fundraising and winning grants for projects. It helps to keep Peachy Parents Groups running each week. We are seeing success with the group I was involved in starting in Yeppoon earlier in the year and it would be wonderful to be able to spread this even further.

Little Mr and I have clocked up many km's over the past few months getting ready for Saturday. Any support you can give will go to a great cause. Parenting isn't always peachy and it's a relief to know that there's support out there if and when you need it.

Head on over to https://peachtreetrek2015.everydayhero.com/au/shanelle to make a donation.


Wednesday, 29 April 2015

Searching for Answers & Seeking Clarity

Riddle me this and riddle me that (sorry there are no black cats about today!) ..... why is it frowned upon to talk about how we are really feeling? Why is mental health a touchy and almost taboo subject? Why do we feel the need to push our feelings down, like they don't matter?

I'm really curious to know the answers or to at least open up a discussion around these questions. Let's take this question by question, throw in some dialogue, perhaps provoke some deeper level thinking and discussion.

Why is it frowned upon to talk about how we are really feeling?
We learn from a young age to answer the question of "How are you?" with the obligatory "Ok". Even when we don't feel that way (how does ok feel anyhow?).

It's like we don't allow ourselves to really express our true feelings. And so begins the societal habit of masking. The thinking that we don't matter and our feelings aren't important. I'm aware that there are people who do offer up how they're feeling and are often seen to be complaining. That's a whole other kettle of fish.

What if we could live in a world where we're able to communicate openly how we feel, knowing that our feelings are our own, and we're totally responsible for them? That if someone offers to tell us how they're feeling, we don't need to fix them. They are whole and complete, doing the best they can. And to thank them for sharing their genuine feelings with us. For this to be the norm.

I don't know, it's just a thought. Perhaps it would reduce the amount of stress and anxiety experienced in our worlds. Or not.


Why is mental health a touchy and almost taboo subject?
So this one is a big 'un for me. I didn't even realise until my mid to late 20's that I had control over what went on in my mind let alone really understand the term of mental health.

My question is this, why is taking care of our mental health not something that is taught freely in our education systems or even in our homes? Looking after ourselves mentally is just as important as our physical and emotional well-being. Mental health doesn't get enough air time. Or if it does, it's the extremities.

Image result for mental healthMy school of thought is if we're able to talk openly about how we feel (refer to the first question) that this would reduce stress and anxiety levels, that on the whole we'd feel more accepted and part of the tribe and many people would be a lot happier.

There's so much more to mental health than meets the eye.


Why do we feel the need to push our feelings down, like they don't matter?
We have feelings for a reason. We're human. We see, we touch, we listen, we speak and we feel. Our feelings are our feelings. They are real and genuine and they are ours. There's no right nor wrong way to feel something.

Feelings are our body's way of communicating with us. I'm someone who feels a LOT. That's why I fell in love with Danielle La Porte when I discovered her a few years ago. She asks the question "how do you want to feel?". Realising I had a choice in how I wanted to feel, was like opening a whole new world.

Feelings matter. A lot. They are the guiding light in our lives.  We as humans matter.

Maybe one day we'll be better equipped to have deeper, more meaningful conversations with each other. To be able to speak our truth in a way that is seen as normal. To open the doors of open communication. To remove judgement, fear and doubt.

Until then, we're all a work in progress. Perhaps we can start to generate a movement whereby when someone says "I'm okay", we don't just brush the comment and move onto the next topic of conversation. Maybe we look them in the eye and ask "How are you really?" Who knows what may come from that?