Time is marching me
Towards a moment
A moment to decide
Will I step over that line?
Is it a line?
Or is it more a dance?
Sway here, sway there
Will I know for certain
When I fill with belief?
29/11/24
Time is marching me
Towards a moment
A moment to decide
Will I step over that line?
Is it a line?
Or is it more a dance?
Sway here, sway there
Will I know for certain
When I fill with belief?
29/11/24
Hello my friends!
I’ve decided to explore the advent period with another series of A-Z poetry, this time around the theme of Advent. I hope you enjoy them, they bring meaning to this time, and I manage to complete it! Ha!
This is Advent’s advent
What will we bring
To this preparation time?
I bring this potential series
Of A-Z poetry
Laying out my thoughts
About these four weeks
Of getting ready
For Christmas
Helping me stay focussed
On the wonder
Not the rushing
To hopefully bring forth
A sacred moment.
28/11/24
Hi friends!
Today I thought I’d chat about something that is big in my life right now. As you can see by the title, I am making my way back to the church.
If you don’t know I was born into a family of Missionaries in PNG and so my early years were spent in the Baptist church where I was baptised as a teenager.
When we returned to Australia permanently, we changed over to an Anglican Church, where I met my husband!
After getting married and travelling to Canada where we went to a Baptist church again, we moved to Canberra. We liked the idea of a local church we could walk to, so ended up at another Baptist church.
Unfortunately after I had my first child I started to question whether God existed and ended up leaving the church.
Over the next twenty years I have had different stints at other churches including a Pentecostal church in NZ.
However nothing really felt right.
Recently after a health scare I decided it was time to sort out my spiritual life once and for all!
And weirdly I can’t really tell you why, but I decided to try out a Catholic Church. It may be because my close friend goes to one.
I hunted around for the biggest Catholic Church in Canberra, and landed on the Cathedral. I then checked one of its services out online and it seemed pretty cool.
When I ventured tentatively in through the doors on Sunday, I was surprised by how many people there were. But it wasn’t too formal. There were kids around and lots of age and cultural range. It seemed a friendly place.
Of course I was massively swayed by the bells ringing as I approached, and the pipe organ and choir in the loft. The sides of the church were covered in stained glass pictures of the saints but it was still very light and bright.
Coming from a Protestant background I knew nothing about how the service would run. I was quite lost as to when to stand and sit and sing, but the service seemed quite like some of the Anglican services I had been to.
The clincher was that I felt such a sense of peace as I left that no other place has given me lately.
So back I went the next week. Over and over for the last few months now.
I am now attending the RCIA group, which is the group to investigate becoming a Catholic. It’s a place to ask questions, learn the lore, and make some friends.
At the first RCIA meeting this week I was hesitant whether I would return, but something changed part way through, and by the end I left with that same peaceful feeling. So I knew I was in the right place.
I’m not sure if I will stay. I’m not sure I can wrap my head around all the teachings. I’m not sure my queer family will accept my explanations and may feel alienated.
I hope not, because I am attracted to the love and holiness in the essence of the teachings, and the lives of the mystics, not the laws laid down by judgmental humans.
I believe our journey with God is between God and ourselves and he wants to welcome us with open arms.
So I am exploring in my tentative fragile way, following the peace.
For once I have found a place to put my spiritual life which makes sense to me. I hope I haven’t alienated everyone to get here.
Til next time,
Keep on creating!
(Even designing your life)
Love,
Jazzy Jack
Greetings to a new season.
Yes, it’s Spring! (Here in the Southern Hemisphere)
I am feeling all full of new life with the warming weather and new growth.
I am reminded of one way I try and make myself feel awake and full of life, daily. On our daily walk we encounter a set of stairs which takes us down to road level. It just happens to have a double handrail down the centre which makes it perfect for sliding down and holding on tightly at the same time. So most mornings I emerge to the road, having just slid down the banister, with a big smile on my dial! Talk about starting the day right :-)
Another way of starting each day on the right foot I employ is to dress up for my walks, which I mentioned last post. There’s something about putting on a pretty outfit complete with cute accessories that really do it for me. We sashay around town with our dog arm in arm, stopping at a cafe to have a cuppa and a chat, walking home around the lake noticing any changes in the weather or waves, watching as the bird population ebbs and flow, and chatting to any neighbours we pass. It’s a pretty great life.
I think the Spring energy found me yesterday, because I took a 10 kilometre hike. It felt like the breaking of the fast over Winter, and also my recovery from some niggling issues. We have emerged from our fallow time along with the rising of the light. My friend reminded me, we are almost up to 12 hours of daylight now. I am feeling the effects of the long walk today, but not as badly as I’d feared, so that’s a great way to start a new season.
I’ve taken to doing blind drawings i.e. drawing while not looking. Here is one I did with a blossom.
I recommend the practice as it takes all the pressure out of making something realistic, and you just get to have fun drawing. I find it nice way to start my creative day.
Dear baby leaves
Welcome to the world
As you hang there
In all your fragility
Your lime green light
Bathing the world
Do you know
How we look at you
And smile?
Telling us of life
Continuing on
A beacon for us
To follow
Lifting our minds
Into the skies.
30/9/23
Til next time,
Keep on creating!
Love,
Jazzy Jack
Hi all!
Welcome to my fashion parade.
Recently as I was working up to starting my blog again, I thought it might be easier to show my outfits.
So I set up a tripod near the front door and used it with a phone mount to quickly take a photo as I walked in from my morning outing.
Every morning Cris and I go out to a cafe with our dog Winter to exercise her (as we live in an apartment) and to spend time together. Cris says he is retired in the mornings. On the way home we walk near the lake and admire the nature. It’s a lovely habit. And I tend to dress up a bit for the fun of it. When we return home our apartment is so warm I usually get around in Summer gear.
So here are some examples of my recent Winter outfits (we live in Australia).
I’ve started out with a few things I’ve made. This first one is an old thrifted blanket that I made into a Japanese style apron. It is sooo warm. It was a mockup, but it’s turned out so well I have it in my normal wardrobe. I may dye it one day when it gets too filthy. I hand stitched it and used some old ecodyed silk to highlight the pockets.