Rotoma; the second annual occurance since the tradition was established. Generally theres a whole lot of eating, drinking, talking and laughing all accomplished in with the considerably relaxed state that Rotoma seems to set upon you.
Life . . . i guess if I were to try squeeze it into another word it could be substituted as ‘Change’.
I had the pleasure of finding some old slides of my mum’s while with her this weekend. In retrospect some of our memories can seem life-times ago from when you were someone else and yet i cant help noticing the similarities in the perceptions mum and I both have around life today. All in all what an awesome find and more importantly what stories behind them!
As the saying goes “that’s just the way the cookie crumbles” and generally when it does most are small enough to not bother savouring. Its easy to ‘acknowledge’ small crumbs and then let them be, as they are not substantial enough to eat and we find (more than often) that we are happy to not fuss about trying to claim each one. But when theres a significant crumble in the cookie there is generally a different response. You take action, you cease it and you savour it.
This song i remember very distinctly in my childhood, ever since my mum choreographed an aerobics routine to it for the thursday night areobics sessions in Russell town hall when i was 7 or 8 years of age. But perhaps more recently its come to mind because of the road trip we did together up to Russell before i took off and we sang it at the top of our lungs whilst driving the desert road.
It has come to my attention that this blog is more than likely to be subconsciously satsfying my own yearning to stay in contact with everyone back home rather than others to stay in contact with me. However this is a concept that resides with me fine, if indeed it is the case. I am strong diary writter for those who know me well and i tend to keep my lifes contemplations and such like primarly a relationship between paper and pen where i find it more enjoyable. I believe it will probably remain that way, however after reading through others personal ramblings its rather inspiring to purge ones thoughts on random matters of the mind publically too.Perhaps this has all come to surface since my mum gave me a book “The Power of Now ; A Spiritual Guide to Enlightenment”
… anyways photos and a report on my day in Maastricht soon.
I hope you all had beautiful, gleeful christmas’s with your families! Im envious of all the beauftiful sunshine and summer you all have ahead of you but looking forward to my adventure ahead! as well as a spot of snow and ice! Horray for a sunny birthday it was so enjoyable I had a really nice day with some close family friends and family. Here is a more substancial collection of photographs that sum up my last 6weeks up home.
On the 28th at 11.45pm i fly out and have 32 hours of travel ahead of me so that means… the next update will be from Holland!
There will be more of a thorough and wholistic update of the things ive been up to in the past month after my birthday and christmas but before i fly out. But just spent a night and a few days up north camping and hanging out with mum. Good fun. getting a little taste of summer before i go …
