moss balls

I am totally in love with these!
Absolutely love the texture of moss.
Its so natural. 

Ahh.?

Honestly sometimes I don't know what it is that I am doing
I swear I'm repeating myself over 
And over 
Again
Situations change but the outcomes - never 

Stuck in a

Rut...
I want to do things and I can't. 
People stop me. 
I'm forced to put things off, to wait and wait..
Forever.
I want to do things and I'm too scared to pursue them. 
My body shuts down in fear. 
I'm too worried about the answers. 

Why here? Why now?

Sometimes I get into these moods. 

Or certain things happen. 

And I find myself asking- what was I put here for? On earth. In this world. 

Now. In this life . My life. 

Is it to help people : I'd like to think I do every day in some way or another. 

Not huge acts but the little things . 

Is it to teach: To give direction.

I try to use and share my knowledge with others. 

Is it to learn: I still am. Everyday. 

Academic personal . Emotionally and spiritually. 

Is it to learn patience: I make steps everyday.

I try and continue to try to be centred and calm.

Or Is it to grow to be better: am I getting there..?

Is it to be exactly who I am!?

What is the answer ? 

Will I ever know.?

Will you ever know the answer? 

The meaning of your life? For lack of a better phrase..

Thankful- ness

Just climbed into bed. 
Wheat pack at my feet. 
Big bang on tv. 
I am happy tonight. 
Just got home from my darling Laura's birthday dinner. 
I found myself thinking as we gathered around the table. 
Friendship. Love. Sharing. Celebration. 
Life as a little human is grand. 
We should all be very grateful with what we have achieved in our lives, 
The relationships we develop and events we partake in. 
Don't forget to stop and take time to smell the roses - as 'they' say! 

On top of my head

There are some of my gorgeous hair circlets. I am obsessed with making them. If I could I would wear one everyday, everywhere. 

 

where have I been?

It has been over a year since my last post. I get angry at myself for ever stopping. I guess I got lost in my life. Reading over my posts I realise how much has changed. How much I have - changed. I miss reading Le Love. I miss taking all the photos that I use to take. I miss having time to reflect. I might return. I might try to post.. I might...