This isn’t the post I thought I’d write but sometimes things go bump …. or whirr, or flash, or rumble ….. in the night.
I was intending to write my first blog post in AGES today and had a topic in mind. But….. an extraordinary thing happened to me in the early hours of the morning. It left me feeling really quite rattled and I felt compelled to write about it. In fact, at 5.30am when I still couldn’t sleep, I shared some words on facebook in the hope that it would help settle me, it did…. which is nice. They elicited some nice feedback from good friends, much appreciated at times when de-rattling is required.
Words are good like that sometimes aren’t they – writing them down helps morph our worries from formless thinkings to tangible, clarifying statements so we can move past times of discomfort, sometimes even learning something in the process.
So, onwards with the story.
Today I woke up thinking it was morning, given I could see light coming in atop the curtains. Alas not, 5 fire trucks were outside, the house 4 doors down was on fire.
We went and hung out with the neighbours on the pavement for a bit. I felt sad that I don’t really know them. Two of them owned the house next door to the main firey house, the fire had spread to their roof and was making its way through the back. They didn’t know when they’d be allowed back in, doubtful as to if it would be liveable for some time. Their house is the one I love in our street because it has a little frangipani tree in the garden, a rare thing in Melbourne town and my favouritist flower of all time.
It’s a job to know what to say when you’re speaking to people you’ve only said hello to once before, whose house is on fire and you’re watching the smoke billowing out of their roof. Our previous communication had been much more genial and frangipani related.
Everyone was safe, everyone got out. I wanted to hold everyone’s hand and give them a little squeeze and wrap them in blankets but they may well have thought me a little nuts should I have done so. I did ask if I could do anything, if there was anything they needed, offered brandy and coats. There were other neighbours there that knew them better.
Sometimes there is just nothing you can do.
I tried to get back to sleep with all the fire trucks still there, lights flashing, engines whirring, firemen shouting instructions. I love firemen.
Two quite funny things happened amidst the not funny things.
No. 1. First light this morning I went out to get a look in daylight and chatted to a nice firemen and thanked him and all firemen everywhere for their fabulousness. A far too sprightly women appeared with too much make up on and in a persuasive manner tried to get me to talk to her about the happenings whilst a man appeared with a large TV type camera. I scuttled away quickly, wrapped in my blanket, with very bad morning hair and wearing pyjama pants that have seen better days. It would not have been a good look on morning tele. I also had nothing informative or newsworthy to tell her. It’s somebody else’s story.
No. 2. Last night as we were going back inside, just after I’d thanked another fireman for coming to save everyone (I love firemen, as you may have already gathered) and as I was bumbling up the path, my aforementioned sadly old pyjama pants slipped down and I may have mooned the firemen just a little. Ooooopps.
Wishing you the safest and sweetest of sleeps tonight.
ps. To illustrate this fiery tale I decided to do a little interweb search, I found this amazingly beautiful embroidery and discovered the work of textile artist Iviva Olenick. She even has embroideries that look like Softie Portraits a la Reginald. Amazing.
h a p p y c o i n c i d e n c e ?
On Christmas Eve a new book I had ordered arrived. It was a good Christmas present for myself.
365 gratefuls, the book, originated from a project by Hailey Bartholomew. In 2008 Hailey had decided to embark on a year long project in which she took a polaroid of a moment every day that she was grateful for, in order to fight depression. It worked.
The idea had arisen after some consultation with a nun, who, during a counselling session, suggested that the secret to happiness was through gratitude and reflection. The year long project proved hugely inspirational for many people as Hailey shared her project via Flickr. The project became a book, a movement and will soon be a documentary too. Brilliant!
It reminds me of something I suggest to many of my patients that are having issues with depression, melancholia, big stress, whatever you want to call it. “Keep a positive diary”, I say. List 3 things everyday. Little things are best – you made a great tasting sandwich, a baby smiled at you on the tram, you looked up as you were walking to work and the sky looked cool, something on the tele made you laugh for an instant.
Of course you can list big things too. Or really quite mundane things. Even if it is the teeny tiniest of things. Or less than 3. Or more. It’s your list. If you like papery stationery things buy a lovely book to record your “things” in. Whatever way you decide will make it work for you. Just do it. Every day.
I decided that I wanted to be grateful everyday and I decided I’d like to do it in a visual way, like Hailey. I chose this app, Collect, to help me do so. There’s lots of journal apps out there but this one looked good to me, and having used it for over a week now, I have to say I like it. Look…. this is the first one I did.
You might think that on Christmas Day I may have been grateful for more, well, ‘important’ things – the love of family, the gift of friends, celebratory food and companionship of special people. Yep, I was grateful for that too. But like I said. Little things. Little things are great. Because not everyday can be Christmas Day.
Another ‘grateful’ thing I do is the ‘best of 2013’ which I share with close friends and especially those that I may not have been in touch with much in the year. I started in 2010, shared it with a few in 2011 and got great feedback, did only a scrappy one in 2012 and compiled my list for 2013 yesterday.
My ‘sue’s best of….’ was inspired by a great article in my favourite magazine, frankie, in which some artists of different types had a portrait type photo displayed alongside a list of 20 things that had occurred in their worlds in 2010. I really really liked it, especially Myf Warhurst’s and Ghostpatrol’s. So I decided to do my own. I hope to do it every year now for EVER. I think it will be a great record.
It’s healthy to be grateful. I appreciate that it’s sometimes incredibly hard to find anything to feel grateful for, but if you dig away there is always something, the smallest of things. The thing about small things is they have a tendency to snowball. The more you are grateful for, the easier it is to see the good and be more grateful and see MORE good. Ad infinitum. Brilliant.
How do you track your gratefulness? What are you grateful for today?
Happy grateful 2014.
So I was SO excited when, this morning, early-ish, I popped onto facebook and discovered that she and Akemi Ito, were installing super fabulous free zine package boxes around my locale. I immediately popped on my trackie daks and ran out the door.
INTO the most incredibly fresh sunny Sunday morning. Really very glorious (enough superlatives for you?)
I love Fitzroy in the early morning. pre-hipster rise. It’s like a secret place. And so spacious.
I found the box, saw it ahead of me in a blaze of sun light illumination and could see that there were still some zines left and felt a real sense of child like joy. REALLY EXCITED.
I was also struck by the amazing GENEROSITY and the incredible CREATIVITY that surrounds me in Melbourne town, which really makes me wonder if I could ever live anywhere else. I find it so INSPIRING. generous and creative are two words that I think should always go together. they are good words in partnership.
I walked back home holding my free zine pack (50/100) like it was a gold jewel encrusted bar on a crystal platter, so PRECIOUS. and so much playful fun.
I don’t always like facebook and its “oh look everyone’s doing so much amazing stuff and having so much fun” false sense of reality which can sometimes be particularly trying at challenging times of life when life is not amazing and not much fun. But today I am very grateful to facebook – Thanks facebook! – for facilitating this special moment, both amazing and fun and a whole lot more than that.
And most of all – Thanks Be Free and Akemi Ito – you are truly special.
ps. what’s in the pack? do you know what? I haven’t even opened it yet. So far all the joy has come from the generosity and the creativity and the care and attention that someone has been thoughtful enough to engage me in. Brilliant. Maybe I’ll show you the internals of the package in another post.
pps. what’s a naturopath doing eating almond croissants for breakfast? Well I decided to feed glee with more glee, it just seemed the right thing to do.
I’m relatively new to making dolls.
But with the risk of being immodest I’m quite good at it. I’ve taken to it like a duck to water. Sometimes the needle appears to be working under its own steam as if I am just an observer to what it creates.
So… it feels good. But getting started is hard. I fear this one isn’t going to be as good as the last one and a creative freeze descends. But I push through. And it thaws. Sometimes it takes me a couple of days. I try and put myself in the mind space of when the making feels like the most natural thing in the world and that autonomic needle can’t wait to create more stitches and bring a character, a little person in softie form, to life.
If I project myself into that feeling of positivity that exists at some point along the process, it helps me push through.
Luckily yesterday the thaw started and I was able to start some sketching.
This morning I’ve run amok with baking paper, tracing this, tracing that.
I could feel the fear but I traced it anyway.
It’s a confidence thing, as so many things are. Sometimes we just have to dig deep and find some confidence or just do it anyway. Just do it. That’s the thing.
I’ll keep you updated on the doll progress. I hope two little young softie ones will be materialised soon. I think they will be cute, but I will let go of the idea that they need to be the best ever and just make and see.
Do you get creative freeze?
What tricks do you use to bring on the thaw?
So….. lots of people around me are getting a bit sick with the lurgy. Ewww. nasty. Starts with a sore throat, full on head cold and then a cough that could light your lungs on fire. not nice.
I don’t want to get this…. no no no.
I have noticed the warning signs, a slight tickle in the throat, a bit stuffy in the nose and just a sense of ‘oh no i feel like i might get sick’-ness. So here is what I’m doing, I’m on the attack, I don’t want to get sick and more importantly, I want to support my bodies immune system raising it to optimum level so it can fight the threatening attack of pathogens. So I’m supporting body processes, not suppressing. Here’s my not-to-be-sneezed at fighting a bug 101.
1. Vitamin C – well known to help the immune system in numerous ways including mobilising your immune battalion of useful little soldiers – your lymphocytes, cytokines etc etc. During an acute episode, such as a cold or flu, or the threat of such, I recommend taking 500mg Vitamin C (ascorbic acid) 4 times a day, spread throughout the day. Split doses are best for Vitamin C as it’s water soluble and so if you take one large dose once a day you’ll exceed your bodies ability to absorb it and probably end up peeing it out. what a waste.
2. Apple Cider Vinegar Gargle – if you have that ‘i think i’m getting a sore throat’ feeling, put one dessertspoon of apple cider vinegar in a medium glass of water. Put it where you will see it frequently, like in the bathroom, this will help you to remember to take it frequently during the day (I might do it 6 or so times a day, that feels good for me). Gargle and spit. quick, easy, done. The apple cider vinegar acts as an astringent, toning your mucous membranes, hence assisting your bodies defences in not allowing those pesky pathogens – virus, bacteria etc – to take hold. If you can catch it at the getting-a -sore-throat stage, you stand a better chance of preventing the cold and flu escalation that happens thereafter.
3. Immune boosting elixir – this is my secret recipe, well not that secret, lots of my patients have grown to love it and appreciate its goodness. Chop one kiwi fruit, crush one clove of garlic and mix together with a teaspoon of honey (manuka is good if you have some, otherwise a good local honey – yum). Leave for 10 minutes or so. During this time, the ingredients learn to get along and start to temper each other. The enzymes in the kiwi fruit do something nice to the garlic and the honey helps everyone see the sweetness in life. OK, so yes, it stills tastes strongly of garlic and yes, your breath might have a garlic-y whiff about it (but who cares!) – it really does taste good. This elixir packs a punch of immune assisting nutrients, with the star being the garlic, its a wondrous immune boosting food. I think it’s super.
4. Honey, Lemon and Ginger drinks – and yes, I add garlic too.
5. Magic Herbs – and…. of course, I extol the abilities of herbal liquid medicines to support the bodies innate wondrous processes. I have prescribed for myself a marvellous herb mix, which tastes disgusting, admittedly, but I’m being brave. Of course I can’t (and don’t) make any claims that my herbs are actually magic, I am a professional after all, but they certainly are doing the trick at the moment for me. Of course for a prescription of herbal medicine you will need to consult a friendly (and qualified and experienced) naturopath or herbalist. I know of one! Contact me if you’d like to find out more. And to all my existing patients that are watching (I mean reading), if you get a cold / flu / acute episode of unwellness in between appointments, email me, we can arrange a quick phone consult, I can make you up some herbs (if indicated) and post them out to you, if you’re unable to collect them.
6. Be sensible – no, its not always easy, but really obvious good girls and boys things such as: going to bed early, not drinking alcohol, eating well, staying well hydrated are extra important at this time. Be selfish, say no to that late night boozy outing, watch that great tv program that you love (but why have they programmed it so late) the next day on catch up tele instead… that sort of thing…. obvious, sensible, but truly helpful.
We can’t always prevent getting sick, it’s normal for us to get colds, maybe once or twice a year, it shows us the immune system is doing its job. But if you’re feeling like you’re always coming down with a cold, that you’ve had a cough for ever and you just can’t get rid of that runny nose…. then it would be well worth a trip to a naturopath, to see what else might be going on for you and to put some immune boosting strategies in place.
In good health
Wanted big piece of chocolate cake, but thought just right now I can do better than that, so I chose this instead.
Homemade peanutty banana icecream.
Banana (peeled, cut into slices and frozen), blended in a food processor with a teaspoon of peanut butter and a splash of coconut/oat milk to soften (optional).
I’ll have chocolate cake another day.
So sometimes things don’t go so well….. blah….. but isnt it great when you can turn them around into something great.
I really do make an effort to find the good in things, even when it feels outrageously dreadful at the time. I don’t always manage it immediately, but I’m getting better.
Although my ‘Bad’ of yesterday wasn’t the sort of devastation that could count as a major life event, I still do like that the small things mirror the large, that a little lesson around something insignificant can remind me of how to approach larger, more complex issues with as much optimism as I can muster.
So…. my ‘Bad’. Yesterday, I made yogurt. I like making yogurt, ever since I bought my yogurt maker for $5 in a garage sale last year. But yesterday, it went grainy – oh my, i hear you cry, what a disaster! I could easily have managed eating some grainy yogurt this week (i’m really not THAT fussy and the taste was really quite ok), however.. whilst trouble shooting my grainy yogurt on the worldwidewonderweb I discovered a wondrous use for yogurt that turns out not quite right – make it into RICOTTA. Wow. This made me feel quite a lot of excitement. Opportunity out of failure. Nice.
So I did…. just now, I really did. I MADE CHEESE – who’d have thought it possible.
Here is what I did, which I gleaned from various hints and tips on the internet (hence no one comprehensive link – apologies!)
I put the grainy yogurt in a saucepan, added a splash of vinegar and a little salt, brought it the boil and let it simmer for a few minutes. This was the most exciting part, I was literally glued to the sight of the yogurty brew turn into curds before my eyes. It really was thrilling. Then I put some muslin in a colander over a bowl and poured it all in to let the curds do their curd-y thing and the whey do their whey-y thing. A right little miss muffet I was.
My piece of muslin wasn’t very big so I pegged it onto the colander to try and keep everything together (thought I should explain the presence of pegs in the photo!)
I let it sit for about an hour, then i gave the muslin a bit of a squeeze to get rid of some more whey and hey presto… look what happened. I got ricotta.
I had to try some, so for a super quick sweet treat, I popped some on a corn thin and drizzled some maple syrup on top.
Next time I’m going to try some fresh made ricotta atop a digestive biscuit spread with a little cherry jam – can’t wait!
So simple, so effective, so resourceful, so feeling good right now.