aiming for the stars

Photo by Keri Judd  French Blue

"Aim for the moon you may just fall upon a star" - Clement Jones

I often find myself paraphrasing this a tad & telling my four to aim for the stars & you may just hit a tree, if you aim for a tree you may only hit a blade of grass. Not quite as poetic, probably the voice of reality rather than of a dreamer, being a pragmatic sort, promote dreaming with a good dose of hard work and bended knee to achieve it. 

There is a Hebrew quote that also says, "without a vision the people perish". Often think of this when I  lose focus, feel like life is foggy, not quite perishing, but you get the drift. We all need to dream, to focus on something; our families, our work, our study, our causes, whatever empassions, motivates & drives us, pursuits or dreams that fill our heart & souls or we do just float along in life. 

There is a time to float and a time to fly, a time to plant and a time to reap [another kerri paraphrase!].

As the new year brings a natural inclination to set new goals and maybe readjust dreams I find myself as a mum journalling the hopes and aspirations I have for my four in this coming year. We had a fun time setting new year's resolutions for each other driving up the coast, though done in jest, much said was true. As a parent the balancing act is encouraging our kids to aim high, not too high that they get disillusioned or bitterly disappointed but high enough to stretch themselves beyond their comfort zone.  

Guess if we don't dream big, or have permission to let our imaginations run wild, we may never know.

Lest we forget the God factor. He is so often left out of the equation or brought in as a last resort rather than consulted in the dreaming, planning process. We put in our effort and leave the outcome to Him. This is a place of trust rather than of worry or striving. His invitation is to peace, not anxiety. I like this place and encourage my four to find Him in this.

Sunshine was given a book of devotions for Christmas by a treasured friend who lovingly prays for our family daily. She told me that the very first one she read really spoke to her. She said, "it's just for me, read it Mum". So grateful she could take it and apply it to her own life.

It was about doing ones best & letting God do the worrying. Sunshine errs on stressing rather than the relaxed lassez-faire attitude of some of her siblings. Being a perfectionist lends her to this, but she said her goal this year is to stress less & let God do the worrying. I thought for an 11yr old this was a very mature goal to have! For her a career in dance is aiming for the stars, but along the way she has other goals that will help her get there, stressing less is definitely one of them!

There are dreams that seem to be self serving and those that are inclusive of seeing others thrive - I think these dreams are often honoured, as we find the best life has to offer is in giving not just receiving.....

Cherishing time to dream

Cherishing my children's imaginations

#hope #expectations #anticipation #bring on 2013 

The piano

Cleaning the piano yesterday was reminiscent of how we came to have it. A story of family folklore worth telling.

It is coming up to 3 years since we moved into our current home. The 15th January is our 3rd year anniversary! The longest we have been in one place in a decade. When we first moved in I was super keen to buy a piano. Having not had a real piano for many years, making do with keyboards and the like, not quite like the real deal.

DW was having weekly lessons at his Dad's house on a keyboard there, however when he was with me he had nothing to practise on, our keyboard had packed it in! A lovely lady from our Church had 'coincidentally' offered us the option to 'babysit' her piano around this time. She had offered it first to her family but no one had wanted it. Great!

We needed one, so yes was our answer. Happy to babysit for an indefinite time frame was the arrangement. Then came the news that her son wanted the piano after all. So off to Ellaways we went in search of an affordable piano. We settled on one, even finance approved, ready to sign on the dotted line, when that still, small voice said, "wait, sleep on it". 

It was a substantial financial commitment over a 2 year period and I thought no harm in waiting a day or two to make sure we had made the right decision. I felt embarrassed to tell the kind shop assistant who had helped us considerably, that we would get back to them in a couple of days, but for some reason really felt to wait.

The very next morning, 7am, the phone rings. The lovely lady from Church was on the end of the phone apologising for the mix up but her son had decided now not to take the piano and did we still want it?

I was stunned at the timing! She had no idea that we had been at Ellaways just the day before looking to buy one. Nor of my sense to wait. How fortuitous was that! Impeccable timing, serendipity at its best. Here was another time that I listened to the inner prompting and the reason for waiting was made apparent within less than 24 hours!

Three years on we are still babysitting her piano and cleaning it made my heart rise with deep gratitude again. Ever in awe of the 'coincidences' in life that can draw us to the One who loves to delight us with good gifts if only we have eyes to see, ears to hear & patience to wait.......

Cherishing the goodness & kindness of God in others

Cherishing the gift of music that fills our home thanks to the generosity of others 

I can drop you off

These 5 simple words to my son have become his recent favourite. EQ has been working out at the gym after work most days lately. He usually asks to be dropped off, but he is thoughtful enough to not ask if he knows I have had a particularly busy day to-ing & fro-ing in the car, he doesn't just assume, which I am grateful for. God love him for that. So most times I offer if he doesn't ask.

The routine goes that I drop him off, skateboard in tow & he rides home. So the other night, he said he was going to the gym, I said the 5 simple words, "I can drop you off." He quickly replied, "Mum they are the best 5 words ever, even better than I love you"! Right here, right now they are his 5 favourite words, over time they will change, however......

Instantly I thought of Gary Chapman's 5 love languages, http://www.5lovelanguages.com one of them being, acts of service. The act of dropping him off to gym was demonstrating love not just saying it. It was a good reminder of how to tug at my teen's heart. Also a reminder that I will only be dropping him off for the next 27 days as he is booked to do his license test at the end of this month.

Ridiculous as it sounds, I have been feeling very nostalgic every time I drop him anywhere of late! To work, to gym, to his mate's house, to go skateboarding........ knowing that very soon he will be driving himself, it's like all of a sudden dropping him off has become a novelty! Maybe being on holidays helps too!

We are actually almost at that point in time that I imagined all those years ago - the knotted shoelaces place http://artofcherishingyourchildren.blogspot.com.au/2012/01/inspiration-on-australia-day-2012.html. At that historical time I deliberately & intentionally CHOSE to cherish my children & every moment with them, even in the ordinary & mundane little things.

When he was 5 years old, running late for pre school & fussing frustratingly over his jolly knotted shoelaces. I then went forward in time to when he would be out driving and possibly not home by midnight & longing for the simplicity of those knotted shoelaces.....

We are almost there. To that imagined future place. He is almost driving solo and I am choosing to cherish the days of drop offs and pick ups like there is no tomorrow! Hoping like crazy that I won't be wondering where he is at midnight!

Cherishing my son

Cherishing routine

Cherishing love languages

The year in review

Photography by Bethany Hamilton

The sunset of another year and the dawn of the new brings time for reflection. What have been highlights in 2012 for your family? I think it's good to practise gratitude and remember. Remember the good times, the low lights, the challenges and the ways in which we've all grown, physically, emotionally, academically, socially, spiritually.

We chatted about this last night at the dinner table and the first comments were around family holidays as stand out memories for the year. Being a camping kinda family we spent both Easter and Spring September holidays camping, both great times of memory making & community spent with other families and friends. My four also holidayed with their Dad in Canberra & Victoria to celebrate their Granny's 70th birthday. A long road trip, but one that clocked up the hours for EQ's L's!

From camping to a political campaign that my beautiful four embraced and pushed me forward. They were incredibly supportive as were extended family and community. So grateful for the experience, people met and lessons learnt along the way.

EQ has had a blended year of school, TAFE & work. He has managed to save the majority of his earnings, resist the temptations to spend it on unnecessary things as most of his peers and can proudly say he can afford to buy his own car now due to his hard work. Learning a strong work ethic has been important to him and I am grateful as his Mum that he has chosen to do this. His keen love of skateboarding and surfing filled any spare time and thankfully no serious injuries this year!

Deep Waters being the academic of the family after a couple of wobbly years at school has applied himself this year and seen the results of his hard work pay off. Gaining the HPE and Science Subject awards and an 'A' for his grade 6 piano exam. The hours and hours of piano practise being an absolute delight for me listening, pure slog for him! DW ends the year also starting part time work and has found himself as Mr Independence skating here, there & everywhere.

Thoughtful Princess has blossomed in 2012, growing into a young woman physically, emotionally taking on the joy of serving others as a leader at camp, in Kids Church & spiritually experiencing her own revival starting God circles at school & on weekends. She has excelled in music, playing in three ensembles, going on Music Tour and though sadly had to say goodbye to her saxophone teacher of 5 years, and her beloved jazz band, has thankfully persevered with encouragement despite the desire to quit due to so much change.

Sunshine's year is resoundingly marked with dance. What started as a joke giving up walking and dancing everywhere not far from reality. Sunshine's life one of movement. On average she has spent 12 - 15 hours a week dancing, some weeks double that with eisteddfods or concerts. Her love of dance inspires us all. Her discipline, determination and passion admirable traits that defy even me as a parent. Keeping dance as an interest and not an obsession probably our hardest challenge. Learning to enjoy and not stress re perfection also up there too. Her love of dance translated to 5 High Distinctions, gaining over 95% for every exam she did. She is one very happy, budding ballerina, her bedroom now a shrine to dance! If she isn't dancing, she is reading. After home & the dance studio, the library is her favourite place to be.

Far from an exhaustive summary of the year, only highlights that jump out without thinking too deeply. Most of all as a Mum, I am simply grateful for my children's good health, active, enquiring minds, their incredible resilience amidst constant change in their lives and the absolute privilege it is to nurture their natural talents and abilities and foster new opportunities and experiences.

As we say goodbye to 2012 and anticipate 2013 may we all continue to cherish our children, be grateful for the ordinary, the mundane, the special times, the highs and lows that shape life and our hearts.

Wishing you all the very best of everything in the coming year. 
Happy New Year everyone. 

Boxing Day Blues

Do you ever get that feeling post people, people, people of feeling flat? When there has been one thing after another, activities, gatherings, dinners, lunches, functions, then sudden quietness. Most times it's refreshing to have quiet after a busy stretch but sometimes there is a flat, lull feeling, an anti-climax.

Boxing Day saw the classic expression of an artistic soul in my beautiful daughter, Thoughtful Princess. After a weeks of frenetic pace, pre Christmas buzz & preparations, sleep-overs, a busy Christmas Eve, full compliment of family Christmas Day - Boxing Day at home came as a little bit of a slump after a big build up & super busy period for my daughter, no doubt welcomed for others.

We dared venture to the shops in the morning to catch some sales then had a much needed quiet afternoon at home. I noticed Thoughtful Princess 'floating' around the house, going from the piano to the guitar to her room to the couch, unable to settle, avoiding tidying her bedroom, just anyhow! When I asked if she felt a bit flat, she agreed that described her mood.

Like a true artistic soul she took to nature and creativity and chose to dance her blues away. She put music on and danced for hours in the backyard, literally till the sun set. Using her ballet, contemporary and jazz skills she made up dances to express her soul... dancing from the heart she called it.

It was beautiful to behold!

Watching her from the kitchen window it was delightful to see her dance her blues away!

Thoughtful Princess as one who excels easily in music, drama & history made me appreciate again the beauty of the arts to express oneself when words or work momentarily can't. Where the creative flow of music, dance or art take over. It is so liberating. She looked so free.

I hope these holidays there are moments where we all can get caught up in the creative flow - whatever it is for you. Gardening, writing, composing, playing music, dancing, designing, carving, cooking, painting, singing - Whatever nurtures your soul, find some time to revel in it.......

Cherishing my daughter

Cherishing the arts

Cherishing quiet times

Jesus Who?

This week leading up to Christmas I have been listening to who people think Jesus really is. To get beyond the decorations, wrapping paper & presents, if Christmas is all about Christ then who is He? Why does the one who defines history, BC & AD not get more kudos if we are meant to be celebrating His birthday! Is it all cliche?

I love hearing how people describe Him. Some see Him as the baby in the manager, others as one who loved little children, healed people, did miracles, spoke of a new way of living, died on a cross, rose from the dead, a Prophet, the Messiah, others have ethereal perspectives and images, and some see Him as their best friend, Saviour, Lord - but what does that really mean? 

Sometimes as a someone who tries to follow Christ  I am embarrassed to say I am a Christian - not because of Christ, but because of other Christians. 

Media often portrays the worst, only the bad stuff makes head lines & news. The Catholic priest paedophiles, the fundamentalists against gay marriage, the right wing pro lifers who picket abortion clinics. This is the picture often painted of Christians. Is it really what Christ was on about? 

I read an article this week that tried to describe the difference;

"One thing that might ease our anxiety is to remember that Christ and Christianity are not the same thing; If Christ is the wind, then Christianity is the sail. Some sails are better than others at catching the wind, some sailors are better at using the sail, but there is always and only one wind."

Seeing Jesus as the wind is a good analogy - as the One who gives breathe to life, gives direction.....

The writer, Shane Hipps goes on; "Just because Christianity claims Jesus as its own does not mean that Christ automatically claims Christianity as his own.

In one sense, Christ is the pre-existent creative power of the universe with no birthday or death date, Christianity on the other hand is an institution built with the intention of harnessing that power. If the institution goes away, the power remains. Put simply, Christ is much, much bigger than any religion.

In one of the gospels, Jesus has an experience with a woman from another culture. Jesus introduces her to the possibility of eternal life. This woman was a member of a religion starkly at odds with his own. She was a Samaritan, he was a Jew; the gap between these two is comparable to the gap between Muslims and Christians today. Yet, throughout their conversation, he never once made religious conversion a requirement for her to access eternal life. To paraphrase, Jesus essentially says to her, "I don't much care where or how you worship, but if you can recognize me, streams of living water will flow from within you."

In the story above, Jesus focuses her attention on a deeper interior reality, rather than external ones. The religion of the woman is immaterial. However, we notice a minimum requirement to recognize Jesus in order to get the goods he offers. It might be tempting to conclude that as long as we recognize and name Jesus that is what matters.

 Sometimes even recognition isn't a requirement for Christ to be real in our lives. In another story of Jesus, He spat on the ground, made mud pies and smeared them on a blind man's face. Soon the man could see. The method of the miracle is so bizarre that we often miss the most important point. The man didn't ask to be healed. He was minding his own business when some guy rubs dirt and spit on his eyes and them tells him to go wash it off. He didn't even know the name of his assailant. Here Jesus performs a miracle without anyone asking or recognizing who he was. Jesus served as an anonymous donor, able to give gifts without getting the credit. If we, who are merely human, are able to give anonymous gifts, how much more is Jesus?"

Jesus said, "love one another" - I think until we get that right, let's stop judging, condemning and accusing each other! 

Ask who Jesus really is this Christmas? He is not banging on about religion! 

To me, He is the lover of my soul, author of life, my peace in uncertainty, a wonderful counsellor, a gracious, gracious God, everlasting Father, the reason that I live. 

Hoping you have a wonderful time with family, friends, loved ones today. Cherishing Christmas as it brings us together, to be in touch, to celebrate, to be generous to one another, to practice goodwill, charity and random acts of kindness. I think this demonstrates who Jesus really is.......

If you'd like to read the full article referenced follow the link below:

http://www.huffingtonpost.com/shane-hipps/why-christ-doesnt-need-christianity_b_2258246.html

Milestone Moments

Reflecting on the week that was. Probably one of the most momentous weeks of the year for us as a family finishing up school and all that entails for 2012. Very nostalgic as we celebrate significant milestones in the lives of our four. Saying goodbyes & anticipating new beginnings........

Milestones seem to serve as a reminder that nothing stays the same, that we are ever growing & changing. The only thing that remains constant is change. Rose Kennedy would say that, "life is not about milestones but about moments." 

So let's combine the two & rephrase, "life is about milestone moments". I would also add, "and how we capture them"! 

For Sunshine primary school graduation this week, the baby of our family now a 'tweenager'! Honestly is the whole idea of middle school really a good idea? Seems to be making children grow up quicker?

For Thoughtful Princess graduating from middle school into senior school and a semi formal to do so. An event that seems to create 18yr olds out of 14yr olds for the night! Not so convinced it's necessary.

For Deep Waters transitioning from grade 10 to 11 and the selection of subjects that seem to force one to 'be' something or shape a certain career path at such an early age.

For EQ saying goodbye to taking school casually and readying for serious application in grade 12. Working over the holidays towards an apprenticeship, sign of the times that he is growing into adult responsibility.

Emotional too - having chatted with many mums during this week, seems a common theme for emotions to be running high as we say farewell to primary school, teachers, almost in a sense, childhood, as we embrace the prospect of middle school, senior school & independence for our teens.

It's a mixed bag of happy/sad. Celebrating their achievements and grateful for the year, sad to say goodbye to certain times that you know will never happen again. Closing off of a chapter in their lives to open the next........

As a young mum, everyone always made the comment, "blink & they grow up" - now they are nearly all grown up, can't help but say, it's true!

Cherishing milestone moments

Cherishing the chaos of busy family life

Cherishing occasions to celebrate