I’m taking up the challenge, a blog a week. I thought it would be easier than it was to blog every week, although why I chose a Friday night as the writing time, now seem optomistic when blob out is more likely than a new blog. Once the excitement and initial enthusiasm wore off and my blog mentor became employed, I missed a few weeks then a month and then…that seemed to be the end of the blogging career.Starting up again in the Second Week of the New Year, I do wonder how many bloggers will manage to make it to the 1st of January 2012 having kept their word, amidst life, the journey that happens while you are planning something else, something like what John Lennon said. I’ll check in and see if I make it.
It is the New Year 2011 and I am catching up, on one bit of scrap paper was a scribbled ” http://www.pinkstinks.co.uk – pink is ok punk is better.” It was inspiring to see the changes and challenges this UK based group is bringing to the sterotyping of young girls and boys by the media and department stores. For me it brought home the commercialisation of young children’s desires to be like and copy their parents and grandparents in daily activities. I am questioning myself on whether organic blusher and brush was sensible for a seven year old who for the past 2 years has be asking me to buy her ‘make up that won’t give me itchy bits.’
In the seventies first readers come home from school that had Betty in the apron in the kitchen and John sitting reading the paper after work. At least both the male and female children were playing with the dog, but that did not stop the reader returning to school with pasted over changed text and illustrations, including what I like to think of as gender neutral, equal, and what then was called ‘role reversal’. A meeting with the head master,and teacher did not change the reading program drastically overnight. It did allow for some of the early feminist writers and their childrens book to come into the school and be read. It is interesting to note one of the books involved a small girl fighting dragons and it is being read to the third generation right now. (Title …… Author ….to be sourced)
Sometimes I think we have a long way to go and have look at what I have achieved -2 mortgages on four properties today, when my first attempt was met with ‘we don’t lend to women, you can only keep the house if you get your (soon to be ex) husband to allow you to stay on the title.’ He did, but can you imagine my feelings on this issue, when I was the one wanting a house and paying a good share of the mortgage. That is until I was told if you don’t resign we will fire you. You have to stay home and care for the baby. It is not your husband’s job.’ The husband wasn’t working and wanted to care for the baby, I was interested in working. The mortgage had to be paid and good jobs for women were opening up.
it takes an idea to get something going and if I think too far a head I will lose heart and not do it. I want to build a sustainable house, a bushfire safe house or even better several houses. A dream since I was in my twenties and never taken action so going to a weekend seminar series on property I listened to a young developer talk and she inspired me to begin. The weekend was an introduction to a variety of subjects relating to property and generating a business and an income stream and was free. It was fun, informative and dynamic. I found my knowledge was reinforced I know quite a bit about property buying.
Go check it out. www.TGRProperty.com.au/67100
Procrastinating or is it better to name it “loss of integrity”? Catherine Deveny wrote a column in the Age some time ago headed “Put off that procrastinating, pick up that pen and write; or go do the shopping.” She says ‘perfection is the enemy of Getting Something Done.’ It is not only perfection, it is what else is found, confronted, and discovered. That means choice, a decision, and the biggest thing, a step into the unknown,facing something unexpected within ones self. It is too easy to name it ‘fear’, yet it is more subtle. A sense of having to stand up for a right, a principle, or even for ourselves and what we believe and value. How often do I not do what I will say I will do? To the outside world I present as a person of integrity as I met the demands, turn up at work do the job, manage the responsibilities I have, but do I do more than expected? A confronting idea is how I tell myself what I will do, and then leave it till the last second or so to met the self-imposed time-line . A lack of integrity impacts on others but today, it is impacting on me. I treat myself with less respect than other people. The lack of integrity is in my world and impacts my life more any one else.
A Landmark coach reminded me integrity is honoring my word, doing what I said I would, when I said I would, do more than others expect me to do, complete what I said I would do and do it as it is meant to be done. Accepting that there is a lack of integrity, inauthenticity and lack of power, opens the possibility for a new choice and action, a chance to begin with renewed vigour.
There is no date on the above article,I suspect it was written months and months ago. It is only now I am rereading it and taking it on as a direct coaching for myself. Thank you Catherine, I shall, “Get 500 words written and then pack the dishwasher.” make the reward the task that delays the writing the tax or what ever it is in your life needing to done first. For me the words translate to writing the blog when I feel there is nothing to say. Today I kept my word and did what I said I would – write my blog.
Two months since the last post and not for the lack of ideas. Each week I missed, it got harder to write, even though I replied to other bloggers via email and collected articles and sat down and opened up the page. Today I saw 15 hits earlier in Oct. and that stimulated a new start along the lines of, use it or lose it a theme in William Dioge’s book on ‘The brain that changes itself” written in 2007 and pulling together research showing the brain’s ability to retrain, take over , rejig and remaster parts of itself. The scientists are so creative and inventive in their ability to deduce and experiment to find answers. So my quest to be a blogger, improve my writing communicate, and be out there was about to be lost and now is found – back to the weekly commitment. I am also inspired by my friend on solidgoldcreativity blog who had a piece published commited to write 3 x a week and has a job writing as of last week.
There is an amazing woman who baked every Sunday before the Royal Commission hearings into the Black Saturday deaths. The most delectable melting tastes were filled with her love and care for the families attending the police evidence sessions. Perfectly presented and continually restocked throughout the day. She gave me the latest version of the cookbook she used so I started baking. Now I continue the tradition and take biscuits, slices or macaroons to the communities and families I visit.
I am going to make every biscuit slice and marcaroon in this book. I estimate it will take 2 or more years depending on whether I can keep up the commitment of one recipe per week, the theme copied from ‘Julia and Julia’.
It didn’t help to misread 75 gm of butter for 250 instead of the 250 for chocolate. At least I have cooked enough to know the texture was far too runny for a base so I added more flour. It cooked although the topping was short on chocolate, was amazingly delicious.
I have been falling behind in the cooking so recommit to a cookie this week.
This link gives an interesting comparison between the losses of Katrina and Black
Saturday by age, plus the difficulties in preparing individuals for an extreme event. It has some interesting views.
via Dark Matter