Who moved my cheese?

A good friend recently gifted me a ‘library’  of books to read. One book, very unassuming, and the thinnest of all in fact, was called ‘Who moved my cheese’.

It took an evening to read, but made me think about it long after.

Sometimes the roadblocks we face are simple signs that we need to change direction. A reminder that pivoting can be a beautifully executed move, done quickly but gracefully.

We can’t control the changes we face, but we can decide how we respond to these. 

I highly recommend this book. Simple, but thought provoking 😊 

Thanks for reading!

Just wanted to thank all my followers and everyone else who has read my blog and made comments! I can’t believe that the last time I wrote something was in November.  I have had less and less time to spend on certain things lately, sadley blogging was one of those. At least I painted one painting during the holiday, it wasn’t very big or elaborate, but it gave me some creative joy. I have mentioned in previous posts that I have neglected my creativity. I envy people who can wholeheartedly give themselves over to what they love and do it every day. 

I have so many things on my mind and more so things I would like to change.  This year will be a challenging one, but hopefully it will hold positive change and new possibilities, and hopefully more blog posts!

Big Grinn

You know that feeling when you just want to sit and grin from ear to ear…and then you realise that you are actually doing it and the guy in the car next to you is clearly thinking you must be “special” because you are most probably looking like a dufus. Yip, that was the start to my day 🙂

I do feel cheerfully happy this morning. The weather in Cape Town looks a little glum but not even that can take the spring out of my step. Both my girls received awards at school yesterday for culture and reflecting on everything they do and have done, I feel so proud. They are beautiful, intelligent and talented. What more can a mother ask for. I absolutely loved school…nerd I know, but I really did. The simplicity of it was blissful. The friends were sometimes forgettable, sometimes not. The boys were all still skinny and cute. Most of the teachers were fun and playfully strict. School was great.

The girls started at a new schol this year due to our move, but they are blossoming. It is just such a great feeling knowing that I don’t have to worry about them too much. They are diligent  and really give me so many reasons to be proud.

Sigh, so yeah…there is that dorky grin again… I just can’t help myself.

Creative Bliss

As you know I’m interested in all things creative. I love to write, to paint and sew and read and do all those “arty farty” kinds of things. For some reason it raises eye brows, some people sum me up as uneducated or non ambitious, lazy even. I read a quote this morning saying “keep your nose in books rather than in other people’s business”, so true. I love reading. Fiction, true life, self help.. The genre is not really important, it’s more the information I take from what I read that matters to me most. I miss reading… Not that I don’t read at all, but I read quick blogs or info etc…I miss reading at least a book a week.

I usually read a whole lot more than what I have this last year, but in the relationship I find myself in, my reading time has changed to enjoying endless hours of conversation with a glass of wine 🙂 I’m not complaining at all though. I have an amazing friend and partner and I find myself lost in conversation with him so frequently that time with him never seems enough. I need a day between every one I have just to fit in more wonderful moments. I’m a very lucky lady 🙂

I have started a small business sewing little outfits for children, and I’m loving it and feel so fulfilled when I can use my creativity to make something from scratch. As far as books go, I need to start a new collection. I do so love sniffing out something new and exciting to read. After all, for the moment I can squeeze reading into other gaps of time in my day if it means I can cuddle and converse every night. Sigh, the best of both… Well the best of more than just both, the best of multiple things. Big smile. There is an endless amount of joy and wonder and fulfillment to be found in being blessed with a creative mind.

The love of books…

There is something about the smell trapped inside the pages of a book that is magnetically alluring. It is almost as if every story has it’s own unique aroma. I absolutely love reading, and can loose myself in the pages of countless books that give me an excuse to trail off into some alternate reality.

I’m privileged to be a part of a book club consisting of ten hilariously funny, sweet, endearing, supportive, strong women. We get together each month over a few glasses of wine and succulent dinners. Our “library” has grown and consists of an enormous amount of glorious books from which we can have our pick.

I love reading practically anything. Few things can soothe me as much as the words written on the pages of a good book. I have just finished Clockwork Prince, the second book in The Infernal devices series by Cassandra Clare. It follows on The Mortal Instruments series by the same author. I loved these books…fiction and romance intertwined beautifully! Amongst the many quotes in the book, this is my most favorite:

“The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed” – Charlotte Bronte, “Evening Solace” ”

Absolutely beautiful…I loved reading through the finely written paragraphs that caught my breath leaving me grinning and breathless.

I usually read at least two books per month, over December holiday I read twelve. I always feel spoiled knowing that I have enough time on hand to indulge in reading as much as I do. I haven’t been able to read an e-book though. The thing about real books are that sensation you get from paging through crisp pages with a story trapped within them, old yellowed pages that has transcended through countless hands and fingers and eyes taking in every word. E-books hold a story, but not a sensation of literature.

A good book gives you wings and a lightness to soar upon the words and phrases of someone else. Can’t wait to get my hands on another gloriously satisfying and enchanting book to read!