getting stuff done: creating my life

Ah .... stories.... am diving into the whole idea of telling stories. I have never felt I am a good storyteller.  I am deeply envious of those who can weave a tale.  Especially those who can weave a good compelling magical entrancing one.  It felt as if storytelling was on the other side of an invisible barrier.  Like I could draw what was in front of me, and I was a good observer.  But I could not invent and I could not tell a story.  That was for other people.  I toyed with the idea of going to storytelling worshops to try and learn.  But kind of settled into the idea that it was something other people were good at.  In the same way that I have a good visual memory.  Other people could tell stories.

When I painted on canvas for the first time ever at Beth's DWYL retreat, in Flora Bowley's  Bloom True workshop.  I was amazed at what emerged on my canvas.  It was like I was drawing images out of the ether.  I was literally surprised by what I had done.  As Flora's feller took a look at my  paintings (Flora pointed them out saying, "Look, she has never painted before") he nodded and said  to me "You are a Storyteller", like it was some kind of fact. I actually cried.  (You know, in a good way)

Moving on to now.  I may have mentioned (or I don't know, perhaps I didn't?)  well, anyway....

I have to lead a workshop, kind of give a presentation to people, groups of people..... you know - PUBLIC SPEAKING - and I hit a road block of fear.  Proper irrational fear.  Well, I have been working out how to get around this.  My husband, who is a brilliant public speaker and presentation giver, holds no fear in this realm - he  told me you have to learn to tell stories.  that's all it is, he says. Yeah, right.  EASY for him to say.

"BUT I CAN'T" is my response.  Its my truth.  Its not what I am good at.  Hmm great self chat there, right?

My husband tells brilliant made up stories to our son everyday.  He enjoys it, he's fantastic at it. He weaves every day things and current excitments into it, they roll forward, they have a plot, they have narrative for godsssake!!

I cant do made up stories, I say, your Daddy does that.  And I  read a book instead.  Or I cheat and tell a fairy tale I know really well. (Bub is convinced I made up the story of the Firebird)

SO, today.  In the spirit of taking it on.  Today,  because I have to learn to tell stories, because I have to learn how to speak to a group of people without going blank or forgetting what I am saying, or losing my train of thought (my fears!!) I decided to start telling our son made up stories.

And tonight, my friends, I did it.  It was a random story -  I just began with "ONCE UPON A TIME"  and a talking leopard called Lenny left the jungle and flew over Africa, the Sahara, the sea, to Gatwick with a Pilot he met, and came to Brighton on the train, discovered pasta was delicious and made friends with my son and decided to stay....

It worked!  I did it.  SO.  perhaps finally..... finally....  I am getting the stories out there.  STORYTELLER.  Oh that is something I dream of being. The impossible dream. To be able to weave tales.  sigh.

(inspired to write this by this post by 101 bird tales Amelia Crichtlow)

Being part of something bigger than yourself, perhaps, is the start of being able to create something that is bigger than yourself. 

I love the feeling of belonging and purpose I am getting from being involved with this course.  And with the connections I am making there, and elsewhere too.  I feel that 2012 is definately going to be the year that BIG THINGS HAPPEN.


Which brings me back to another  quote I picked up from somewhere...



Am feeling all hyped up and bouyant about the world and its possibilities at the moment.

regarding the 6 am starts...... yes well.  On Friday I had a BIG LIE IN.  I did go out the night before, and in the knowledge of having said BIG LIE IN, I did not hold myself back on the drinking wine front.  I had a truly splendid evening with some local mummy friends.  It was a swish party, as in you bring clothes you no longer wear or want and basically we empty the bags on the floor and everyone digs through and takes what they want.  A lot of trying things on and general hilarity and pretty much everyone goes home hugley delighted with their haul of free clobber.  I got some seriously nice BRAND NEW boots (she didn't like the heel shape on them and never wore them) and a fab work dress (for my presentations....)  and a whole huge bag full of tee shirts and trousers and general clothing stuff.  RESULT.

So today wasn't much better.  I though I would ease myself back in and start at 7am instead, but the wee man Bub got up before that even so it was a no go.  I did go to a Yoga class though, which generally means I work a lot harder than when I do my own practice anyway.  And yesterday, I did the teacher training - in which I was taken up into Upward Bow (back bend) which was a total shock.  As in I had been trying on my own and it was so not happening.  I ended up having a massive giggling fit after it.  Proper guffawing and weeping  stuff.  Oh get me.  I did enjoy it, mind.  They do say that back arches open you up! I am just feeling pretty damn happy inside at the moment!

I even managed to inspire 2 friends into action on their dreams yesterday.  Pretty chuffed about that too! All is good.  

I have engineered a pretty busy week this week coming up and have a lot to be getting along with.  And I really must stop myself from hanging out with the HSHB FB group the entire time.... xxx

I did manage another 6am start this morning.  And even got started on admin before 8am as a consequence.  Yes I did actually have a productive day!  Am getting well stuck into the HSHB course and loving it. 

Am finding some things are getting underlined again and again.

Feeling Free is very important both for happiness and for doing good work, especially creative work.

Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.  Again and again.  Its so important.  And not just for its back to basics accessible and practical approach.  I believe that this is where real everyday MAGIC happens. 

Friendship and Connection are highly valuable.  As are having rules about who you work with and what you are prepared to do. 

things like

We will not get into debt over this
We will work with people we like


These are the key things that are resonating with me deeply right now. 

Stuff that isn't working so well: eating WAAAAY too much toast and honey.  Its this tasty tasty tasty rye bread with proper nice honey.  YUM.  too good. Feeling slightly blobby and cloggy from it.  You know that feeling when you KNOW you have indulged a tad too much.  And I tend to follow up that feeling with a 'what the heck   - may as well have fish n chips and a glass of wine then.  Yup not the end of the world or anything, but not vastly healthy neither.  xx  maybe another episode of Borgen then.....

Ah.  and my alarm just did not go off this morning.  i am guessing and hoping that this is because I didn't put it on properly last night.  so I got a lie in till oooh 7.30!  Today I have been taking the presentation demon head on.  Firstly I am organising a group session of the AP workshop I will be running with some fellow Yoga teacher trainees who are up for it.  They are themselves adept in public speaking so have offered to coach me in return for the free workshop.  The date is booked so I have something to work towards.  I have also been given some fab support and guidance from other folk on the Hello Soul Hello Business e course.  I am really loving the community there I must say. 

This evening had a great chat with Lisa Wright - whom I shared a lodge with on the DWYL retreat - though we were both so busy being immersed in painting and going to all the events and workshops that we didn't have huge amounts of time to just chat.  Guess we are doing that now! Am so glad to have her to chat through the whole HSHB stuff.  

Made some french onion soup tonight.  My favourite.  I bought onions from the car boot sale.  You get a whole 5KG bag for a quid. Plenty of onion soup for everyone! Also helping use up the Christmas wine which is still lurking around the place!  All chocolate and sloe gin has safely gone from our house til net year!

Another episode of Borgen tonight.  We are slowly working our way through the episodes on iplayer.  Its a kind of Danish West Wing really.  I like that the way they are portraying the women.  apparently DR have a policy of producing work with strong female leads.  Works for me. 

Ah, am in the gallery.  Pleased because it seems I am going to get the Sunday shift.   Its a shorter day for the same pay.  And I was a bit slightly miffed that someone else had snaffled it.  But its coming on over to me.  Which means I will have to commit to Sunday working.  But that's OK.  Its a day that not much else happens on and it won't ever be interfering with other work.  There will be fewer shifts in the gallery in general tho as someone is taking over for 2 days a week.  But its regular, its kind of nice. And it starts at 12 and ends at 5.  More like a part time thang! 

I totally did not get up early today.  But in feeling slightly ill, I am glad I took the time to rest.  It was interesting seeing my efforts to get up early being consistently 15-20 mins off my target.  I wonder if that is a metaphor for my life.  As in could try just a little bit harder to do what I set out to do?? I am pretty pleased with the result even so, as I definately managed to do several mornings of 30-45 mins yoga over and above none at all.  And some evening meditations too.  And of what an immense difference that made to my practice when it came to my yoga class (finally got back into it on Monday).  It really matters.  regular practice and meditation.  its funny. 

I have spent today getting stuck into the Hello Soul Hello Business e course.  Its quite interesting what comes out if you just let yourself flow! I can't say I really know where I am heading with it all yet.  I can head off and spew forth notioins in any direction it seems. 

I can though safely say that I am getting right stuck into the the idea of

MAGIC IS SOMETHING YOU MAKE

 I am likewise fascinated by 'what lies over the horizon'  be that in the future or in terms of adventure or travelling.  It may be about learning? I don't know.  But this notion of seeking, of yearning to see what is out there.

And the idea that being alive, feeling alive, fully alive and being aware of how amazing that is.  That is properly important.

And so is feasting, and celebrating  - especially with friends and family.  I am at one with the notion that it is never ever time wasted making friends for yourself.  I am a very social animal.

Shining.  Shine is a good word.  I like it a lot.  oh and time and space to create.  that is key.  I have all sorts of notions tho, it turns out.  Like the one about buying up streets of cheap housing somewhere and inhabiting it with artists and creating a community from it all.

At the end of the day, though, something along an ecourse type of notion seems like a massively good idea.  276 people x £269 = good money.  I am not saying its not worth it, or its not good.  I think it is.  And I love how they have done it.  it is soulful and its authentic, and its pretty and its engaging.  And its proper good money.  Am deeply impressed.   I totally am seeking something utterly engaging, aligned with my spirit and values and brings me in that sort of money - and though I know the hard work it must have entailed. it must be fun too, right? and who does'n't want a bit of that. 

Anyways.  Next week I will be back to the EARLY MORNING challenge.  Yoga is my focus this year.  One of my focuses.  One that will underpin everything. 

I have this body and this spirit and I am going to make the most of it.  x

ouch.  am getting tired. mainly because I just could not get to sleep last night.  Borgen too exciting!  But I got up again at 6 ish.  Tomorow am planning a lie in til 7.  ish.  I need it.  its been a long week.  its all I can write just now.  x

I did get up early.  But it was for working in London.  So not for Yoga.  Though I did manage 5 minutes each day.  Its not quite the same.  On Tuesday night there was horrendous issues with trains and so instead of being home at about 8pm it was more like 10pm.  OR at least I don't even know but the journey was hours late.  I only had time to eat, get ready for today and even then I went to bed really late (well, past 11ish, enough late when you are getting up at 6!) and so was proper tired this evening.  Its only 9 now and I am pretty much ready to go to sleep.  Schools thing has receded somewhat.  Though I do wish I had put Carlton Hill first and its all mixed with feelings of not really wanting my wee child to get put into that whole Education System thing.  At least not just yet.  Maybe when he is 8?  That would be better.....  OH well.  What can you do.

All went well with People Who Do today with Channel 4 clients.  They are all extremely happy with the work we have done.  It felt good.  More presentation tomorrow.  I need to get up early to prepare for that.  So wish me luck!!

ps. anyone else watching Borgen? Watched it on catch up just now.

I hate choosing schools.  I hate that even if you agonise over which school to put first second and third, it doesn't mean that you will get any of them.  You have no idea on what basis they make their decisions.  And its not up to you.  Never the less.  I now feel that I have made the wrong choices and put schools down in the wrong order.  And I feel quite sick.  Really quite sick about it.  My resolve that I believe they are all good and the nearest is best.  Has whithered.  Is it best? I don't know.  I don't know.  Perhaps it was that one that was furthest away.  I feel quite sick. 

Yoga going well mind.  Really enjoyed my class tonight.  Foot seems slightly better. 

Alarm (a much nicer harp sounding thing) goes off at 6am and I make it to Yoga room at 6.20am.  Got in an hour of Yoging before Bub woke up.  Bit of a sore throat and a small headache.  More kale needed. 

Not managing to give up my coffee.  Hanging on to the fact that that one cup a day is not too bad.  Though my one cup could probably be equivalent of 6 instants....

OK.  So here's the thing.  I was aiming for 6.  And here is how I operate.  Not full power.  As I went to bed last night, late-ish. I rejigged my early morning to less early.  Alarm at 6.15 and then up for 6.30.  So was the plan, already softened.  At 6.15 I managed to wake up Bub who stumbled out of bed.  I managed to convince him it was the middle of the night and steered the wee man back to his bed.  And back I went to mine for 30 mins.  I got up at 6.45 and managed 30 mins yoga before Bub comes piling in and basically sits snuggled into me (badda konasana, space between my knees) I fob him off with some TV and do another 20 minutes.

As part of this whole early morning change the world thing.  I drank hot water with lemon, and managed to stave off the coffee until 11.30.  On having coffee I then sucumbed to toast and honey.  YUM.  And this evening, that half bottle of wine did pretty much ask me to have just one glass. 

Its a halfway house today.  I am not displeased as 40 mins of Yoga is better than no mins of Yoga and 6.45am is better than being woken up by Bub. 


No photo.  But it was well dark that early.  I practised my handstands and worked around the sore heel.  All OK.  Could do better.  Working my way up to it!!  its a case of edging into the cold water rather than diving in.  pros and cons. 

tracking wise

£3.40 on eggs
£1 entry to boot sale
£1 bag of onions
£2 toys for Bub
£1 books for Hub
£2 parking at Devils Dyke

total £10.40

Dyed some towels and made curry for dinner

This week I have given myself a mission.  I am going to get up early every day.   Its part of making sure I get my yoga practice in.  Part of getting myself out of the comfort zone.  And partly it is for the sake of a mission.  A challenge to myself.  For the reason of, seeing how I do, and what I learn about myself in the doing of it. 

I was a 'morning person'  once.  Like when I was 6.  But I can, left to my own devices, burn the midnight oil and sleep in.  I tend to find it hard to get to sleep and easy to go back to sleep once I am there. 

In collaboration with my good friend M, we have set ourselves a bit of a challenge to see if we can get up early and use that time for a personal practice.  Yes.  So.  Gauntlet.  Down.

Swirly Girl has written a lovely post about A Year of Mornings.  2 friends, who never met, who collaborated on an art project.  Read about it here.

I plan to get up at 6.  OUCH.  definately uncomfortable.  Just for one week at first.  Just to see how I get on.

Other stuff.  I seem to have a foot problem.  Something wrong with my heel is definately causing me bother.  Its an interesting one, and much discussed in my Yoga course.  According to my tutor, I have to accept this pain, and carry on, as if it is going to be there forever.  And I am assured it will go.  Other advice was the number of a 'brilliant body worker' and a 'cranio sacral therapist'  lastly there is ibuprofen.  For me, I just want to know what it is.  I am fearful of this unknown.  However, I will be doing my best to accept it, and carry on my practice despite it, and allowing for it.  And after that I am going to try the massage lady and some ibuprufen. 

We have to choose schools.  The deadline is 3pm on Monday.  Hub and I are in disagreement.  All the schools are good.  I am voting for the nearest.  He likes the smaller school, which is furtheest away.  It does look nice and cosy I agree.  And he didn't like the bigness of the one nearest.  It makes me anxious this kind of decision.  I wish we just agreed.  And its not as if we know what will happen even when we put our choices down.  He says its fine if I put the nearest down first.  SO.  I wish it was just dictated to be honest.  Its hard to make a decision and know if you have made the right one or not.  And they are all good!! so its kind of daft even to worry.  If we don't hand the form in, though we run the risk of not getting any of the ones in our area.  Which would be truly daft.

Tomorrow I am going to clean up the Maclaren buggy ready for sale (somehow - if not a baby sale then, ebay or some such other avenue) and - oh yes.  Get up early.  None of this 'I can't be bothered today stuff'.  EEK.

Oh Oh.  lastly.  am in on the Hello Soul Hello Business e course. Am looking forward to it.

I am cream crackered.  In a good way.  I did something on Tuesday I have never ever done before. 

I  presented to a bunch of people.  14 of them to be precise.  I don't know how I have managed to get away with never doing this before in my life.  Its not as if I haven't performed before.  I spent a childhood and early 20s on stage, doing acting, singing, dancing, improvising. 

But never, ever what they call 'Public Speaking'.  I bottled out of a public speaking competition when I was 18 and really p*ssed my English teacher off, as I did it last minute and let her  - and the school -  down .  I was too afraid and too ill prepared.  Hmm, thinking about it, my first ever reading at assembly experience aged, um, 6, ended in disaster as well, with me fluffing it and my classmates sniggering and teasing me afterwards.  I ran away and hid in the cloak rooms and wasn't missed till break time.  (thinking back it is quite disturbing that no one missed a 6 year old girl for half a morning....)

Hmm.  Anyways.  On Tuesday, with the whole, 'do things that make you uncomfortable' mantra in my head (because out of your comfort zone, chaps, is where the magic happens  - where is that graphic, I must find it) I DID IT.  It wasn't the whole presentation or anything, probably only about 5 minutes in all.  But, you know, I don't believe I really ballsed it up. I did OK. Good enough, lets say.  At least for a first attempt.  I DID IT. 

So it is done.  I will never ever have to do that for the first time ever again. 

I will however be doing it again next week.  More than 5 minutes is the plan.  Bring it on.  Out of the comfort zone and into where the magic happens.  (with thanks to swirly girl for reminding me of this brilliant diagram, its my visual for the year I do believe)

Whenever I am 'stuck', i  think of a (half remembered quote from) zen and the art of motorcycle maintenance.  If 'stuck' is when nothing comes to mind, well this is really quite Zen .  Its what monks and meditators practice and many people find incredibly hard.  In fact, if you ever find yourself 'stuck' and nothing is coming to you, just see how long you can manage to keep that empty space going.  I garner.  you will find that it is very hard to be 'stuck' for long.  Thinking of nothing is pretty difficult.  Try as hard as you might but very soon, an idea will pop into your head.  The more 'stuck' you are, the better, I say.  If you are 'stuck' you are up against your boundaries and about to think of something new.

I guess that sometimes being 'stuck' can be where other annoying and not important things that are whirring around, taking up space, or perhaps the same old idea keeps coming back again and again and again?

Perhaps that is why meditation is a useful tool to learn.  Or doing something totally different for a while.  Going for a walk? a bit of soup making? a nice relaxing hot bath?  

If you can truly manage to empty your head........then there is wide open space for that new idea to just pop up and surprise you.

Good news this morning. I have aside enough to pay the crucial part of the tax bill.  Its in an accessible savings account, where I can easily transfer it to pay the bill, but also where I can't accidentally spend it.  I also seem to have spare to cover part of another overdraft which is excellent as I do hate to pay interest.  And we got the payment from a job from November.  Which means we have something to live on.  Hurrah.  On top of that we got a surprise payment from the tax credit people.  I do not understand how they work out what they work out.  But I do believe that this is their final decision so fingers crossed they don't ask for it back. Though you never know with them.

Am in the gallery today.  With internet connection.  Which means I can write this.  But also means I am less likely to do the receipts, which I brought in to do.  Still.  Am feeling much more positive about the whole situation.  It is annoying to have to emtpy a savings account.  But seriously not the end of the world.  Amd actually, looking back on this (already!) I am quite pleased that I have managed to save that money up to support us right now. 

Here is to a financially resplendent 2012.  And a final note, is that Hub and I are communicating about this.  I know that sounds quite ridiculous.   But it's not.  Its crucial and important and vital.  It has been a tad bumpy and no doubt will be so again.  But its all open, facing issues eyes wide open and positive outlook in our house.  Its what I call progress.

Am reading a very interesting e book about finding time to be creative.  Its interesting to me on 2 accounts.  1. its what we do at People Who Do 2. its aimed at creatives which is specifically what I want to do.  And reading it, I know a lot about this topic now. 

and lastly can I say that last 2 mornings I did get up early and do my Yoga.  Yes I feel good about myself.

I was reminded the other day that we already have enough.  There is no lack. We are abundant if only we were to take the time to look and see and feel and understand.

I am rich in a world of plenty and fret and worry only make my world and my self smaller and more contracted.  Fretting about fair shares and all such. 

the 7th Dalai Lama has this to say;  ‘for a relationship to work, you need to give more than your fair share’

Good work 7th Dalai. 

I think I actually managed a no spend day today.  woo hoo. 

Spent the morning wrestling with bank accounts  - as in one of our savings accounts is in an account I have never taken money out of and they have changed their security systems twice since I opened it.  Still, I spoke to a nice man who took me through all the new questions and stuff like picking out a nice picture and phrase for it. I managed to keep the same password which was a relief as its such a bind having to remember them all. 

Just one more bank account to go.  And we won't starve.  hurrah. 

Am having trouble stopping the whole Christmas indulgence thing with all the treats still about the plaee. I can't bring myself to actually clear any of it out tho.  I have decided to keep eating chocolate and drinking red wine for a while yet.  It feels comforting and luxurious and is going some way to counteracting the austerity measures in other areas of life right now.

I did not get up to do my yoga this morning.  Not good.  I had a bad night due to most everyone else in the house waking me up for one reason or another during the night several times.  But then this morning I was listening to a typically Radio 4 feature about some actress and what she learned from doing her paper round when she was younger and a comment came out, that a key thing she had learnt was commitment and follow through and 'none of this, I can't be bothered to do it today' stuff'  which made me realise that just because you are a bit tired and would rather stay in bed is not a good enough reason to welch on a commitment.  So.

Its easy to be lazy and uncommitted, its easy to blow with the wind and flit from one interesting thing to the other.  And one of my words that I honestly think will indeed play a role this year is WORK.  As in DO THE WORK.  Follow through to the end, keep going, show up - even when you don't feel like it.

Off to do my Yoga homework now.  

£44.63 in sainsburies
2.00 on eggs
50p on a biscuit for Bub
£215 to the handy man who made Bub's bed and my shelves who came back to day to fix the shower head and make a mantle shelf above the radiator in the sitting room.  Apparently this shelf will help direct the heat into the room.  Its also quite handy and neat.  Photos soon!  Nothing we could do about this expense as it was already done.  And, to be honest, worth every penny.  I still LOVE my den.  Did a tad of sewing in it today. 

I have a little more work on Friday with PWD and am in the gallery on Saturday.  And despite nothing really changing, I feel perfectly OK about everything today. 

Last night I did some reading, and some Yoga and it really helped.  Am ready Day Book of Comfort and Joy.  which is all about simple abundance.  We already have what we need to be happy.  That is what I read last night.  And it just really helped. 

And I am very happy with my word of the year being Yoga.  Its good for the last year of my Yoga course.  And also good for many reasons.  Have stuck it up in big capital letters in my Den.  Did I mention already that I love my Den?

well yesterday I discovered google reader.  and my posts right back to my second or third (not my first, bizarrely which is a bit of a shame) are all on it.  It was really cool to browse  back and see how far I have come.  also bizarrely it seems to me that I am also back at that beginning again.  I guess that happens in life, it sprials around and we circle past places we have been before. 


This January is a back to basics tracking and no spend month.  Am not alone in this, and its a good time to start with all that menu planning and keeping track sort of stuff.  Am feeling more heartened by having looked at the worst of things in the face and done some thinking, some sorting and finding out, that we are OK.  Its not that I would rather we were in a slightly different position and it is a bit gutting to have to use hard won savings.  But, hey.  At least we have them.  And work will come, for both of us. 

Healthy January has rather gone out the window yesterday and today as a glass of wine and things like toast have been used to  bolster up morale.  Not great in the long run that sort of bolstering.  In fact it all feels rather like the excesses of Christmas are still hanging around getting eaten up.  But it will happen. 

I must say I am pleased by my Yoga everyday effort.  I have been getting up and getting at least something in every day.  Today it was just 20 mins.  But that is 20 mins more than nothing. 

Perhaps my word for this year will be YOGA.  Union.  Bringing together. Joining. 

And a little anatomy study every day too.  Its going a lot better. 

I spent most of today in town battling the elements.  Oh it was blowing a right old storm.  Taking things back to M&S and Debenhams, trying to get a hat that fits my Hub's enormous nuggin.  He is size 7 and 3/4.  Bigger than anything M&S or Debenhams have to offer. I got Bub a few shirts as I had an H&M voucher for xmas and I couldn't really see anything I wanted and the shirts were too cute.  

So for the record.  Oh 3rd of January
Food spend = £11.18
other = £7.35

Its funny now my blog is not anonymous.  I can't post whatever I feel like. Here is the edited version!

Am ANGRY.  at the past.  so, Hub is right when he says I can't do anything about it now and worrying is not any good to anyone.  Arguing with Hub and blaming him for all of the things I want to blame him for is not going to help. Found myself very wound up.  Go away fret and worry.  Go away anger. grrr

Its all the Tax Man's fault to be honest. Why did we not know that we were going to have to pay tax on account.  What is that about anyway? How can you pay tax on money you haven't earnt yet?

But with all things, having a plan helps.  Face the problem down.  GRRRRR.

here are the things to deal with

1. making sure we are not in debt.
2. earn more money
3. set spending allowances and put aside money for regular expenses.
4. keep a tight rein / live well, within means
5. do my yoga
6. Socialise and spend time with my tribesfolk

We can manage.  All will be OK
Faith.  Faith. and ACTION.


ps. if anyone did read the unedited version which had a short spell on google reader.  please can you respect the fact that it was only accidentally published and was not meant to be out there in the world.  BIG note to self.  be more careful.  oops