tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15461781000149762982024-03-14T00:18:28.606+10:00Pen & inkPen & InkLisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-853590108166682342011-10-16T19:57:00.002+10:002011-10-16T20:14:04.119+10:00My little girl<div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rW6rXTy_sE/TpqtTO77DqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/1yC71Kur2Xo/s1600/003.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664030027310370466" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2rW6rXTy_sE/TpqtTO77DqI/AAAAAAAAAS4/1yC71Kur2Xo/s400/003.JPG" /></a><br /><div>It has been a very long time since I have had any space and / or desire to write in this space. I have kept a journal going over the past year, filled with wonderful stories and moments of motherhood. My little girl was born last Dec on the 14, we are so blessed she is amazing, beautiful, spirited, gentle, energetic and in tune with everything around her. I am loving this new chapter in my life.</div><div>I love the lessons she has taught me, I love the way she is so simply and deep all rolled into one. I love how truly present she is with each and every single moment.</div><div> She sure is a old soul with a interesting, meaningful life ahead of her and I can't wait to watch it unravel.....</div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-18221393339670383462010-12-09T12:53:00.002+10:002010-12-09T12:58:15.369+10:00Ideas anyone??<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TQBForfjagI/AAAAAAAAASk/9XpTqYcH4kE/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548511306092603906" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TQBForfjagI/AAAAAAAAASk/9XpTqYcH4kE/s400/001.JPG" /></a><br /><div>I thought that I always wanted to have some time to myself to do nothing, and simply be still. Well maybe that isn't right for me?? </div><br /><div>Since not working and waiting for my little one I think now I'm bored. I can't believe I'm even writing that!! I really thought that our baby would be born by now, so to still be waiting feels a little strange.</div><br /><div>I know I am very lucky to have this time, but I'm not sure what to do with it, because it is so hot in Brisbane at the moment it is zapping my energy. Maybe I will start to cook some more??</div><br /><div>Ideas anyone??</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-22945905414648877082010-12-04T10:14:00.002+10:002010-12-04T10:20:50.681+10:00Upside down<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPmJQq7L3zI/AAAAAAAAASc/50eCXl9wrgw/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546615335576919858" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPmJQq7L3zI/AAAAAAAAASc/50eCXl9wrgw/s400/011.JPG" /></a><br /><div>It's interesting how in one phone call your whole world can change...</div><br /><div>My new manager rang me today and told me she can't do it, 3 weeks before Christmas our busiest time.</div><br /><div>For a moment I was taken back then I felt anger then I took a deep breathe and thought. Everything is exactly as it's meant to be, everything always works out and I will know the bigger reason behind all of this in a few months. I surprised myself, being pregnant and slightly hormonal I thought this could be easy to fall apart. But no I have the other girls at the salon who need my strength at the moment and my little one inside me who needs a mamma who is calm, centered, strong, real and able to cope. So this is me coping and knowing it has all happened for a reason. And I guess it keeps my busy mind off the waiting......</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-28226583099613882372010-12-01T12:20:00.000+10:002010-12-01T12:22:16.610+10:00Exhale.....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWxQ7mFftI/AAAAAAAAASU/8ig8ewyxDBc/s1600/002.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545533420610092754" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWxQ7mFftI/AAAAAAAAASU/8ig8ewyxDBc/s400/002.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWxQiRYwKI/AAAAAAAAASM/Wo7Qbs47c-s/s1600/007.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545533413812388002" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWxQiRYwKI/AAAAAAAAASM/Wo7Qbs47c-s/s400/007.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-49564838771239029562010-12-01T12:08:00.002+10:002010-12-01T12:16:38.065+10:00Waiting....<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWv9HR2GOI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BDUyASajg1Q/s1600/088.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545531980637411554" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWv9HR2GOI/AAAAAAAAAR8/BDUyASajg1Q/s400/088.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWv8wr2deI/AAAAAAAAAR0/afA2OYPYOOk/s1600/017.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5545531974572471778" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TPWv8wr2deI/AAAAAAAAAR0/afA2OYPYOOk/s400/017.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>Still waiting, over the past weekend my 2 sisters and mother flew into Brisvegas to help me celebrate! It was so lovely to hang out with them, talking about our new little arrival to be, eating yummy food and having lots of laughs.</div><br /><br /><div>It also kept my mind off the waiting.</div><br /><br /><div>Since I've stepped out of my business I'm seeing the whole salon in a different light. I'm seeing it from a business point of view not so much a personal one. When I was in there on a day to day basis I was so connected to the girls and clients and now that I have a bit of space I'm seeing it through fresh eyes, which is a good thing for me. </div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-90942227343547491652010-11-25T18:47:00.001+10:002010-11-25T18:49:07.731+10:00Nearly time...........<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TO4i8qQb5gI/AAAAAAAAARs/D5fe2ZG_J0Q/s1600/001.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543406616870381058" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TO4i8qQb5gI/AAAAAAAAARs/D5fe2ZG_J0Q/s400/001.JPG" /></a><br />I feel ready now, I can't wait............<br /></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-48604907531636694752010-11-17T20:10:00.000+10:002010-11-17T20:12:21.146+10:00The birthing necklace.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TOOqQR1aNEI/AAAAAAAAARc/hzQXEPDqARw/s1600/036.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540459163237889090" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TOOqQR1aNEI/AAAAAAAAARc/hzQXEPDqARw/s400/036.JPG" /></a><br /><div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-63975105065475446932010-11-17T20:02:00.002+10:002010-11-17T20:10:26.167+10:00Getting ready...<div>I had my baby shower a few weeks ago, and I asked everyone to bring a bead and to infuse it with prayer, blessings and love for our babys birth journey.</div>
<br /><div>Here it is the energy of it is amazing. I feel so lucky to be surrounded by such strong, powerful and loving women. I love that everyone really gave some thought into the beads and I know that they will help me on my own journey from maiden into motherhood.</div>
<br /><div>I am also making a little pouch to carry with me, I am going to put in there crystals, sage, ganesha, and other little bits and pieces that will help me move through this time.</div>
<br /><div> I would love it if anyone out there has any ideas, of what to put in a birthing pouch that will help?</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-20694581438251587672010-10-21T09:20:00.002+10:002010-10-21T09:28:44.830+10:008 weeks to go....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TL97DHXFSSI/AAAAAAAAARU/JaEeoVfMZ_Q/s1600/215.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530274160879946018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TL97DHXFSSI/AAAAAAAAARU/JaEeoVfMZ_Q/s400/215.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TL97C9906tI/AAAAAAAAARM/Ny2d9OfUr4g/s1600/150.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530274158358096594" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TL97C9906tI/AAAAAAAAARM/Ny2d9OfUr4g/s400/150.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TL97CtukO3I/AAAAAAAAARE/Lgmz8Z5ZDDE/s1600/041.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5530274153999121266" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TL97CtukO3I/AAAAAAAAARE/Lgmz8Z5ZDDE/s400/041.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>Time seems to be moving so quickly at the moment. I only have 8 weeks until I meet my little one, unless there are other plans and she/he decides to come early??</div><br /><div>I feel my body starting to slow down and my awareness starting to move within, getting quiet become still, getting ready for birth.</div><br /><div>I have had my family with me for the past 2 weeks and it has been so wonderful, I could simply be myself, I relaxed, I felt happy and whole. I always love being with them and they helped me get my little baby's room ready. We washed and dried and folded lots of little baby's clothes, so sweet. I feel ready now my house is ready for a new little family member....</div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-46528441947953220722010-09-19T18:09:00.005+10:002010-09-19T18:23:43.307+10:00My first baby<span style="color:#ffff00;"></span><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJXH0oGqCtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SGTZ4r9eYeQ/s1600/011.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518536625344875218" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJXH0oGqCtI/AAAAAAAAAQc/SGTZ4r9eYeQ/s400/011.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJXH0ZoOROI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sxJPWRPS_mE/s1600/009.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518536621459129570" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJXH0ZoOROI/AAAAAAAAAQU/sxJPWRPS_mE/s400/009.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div>I am just about to hand over my first baby to someone new...</div><br /><br /><div>My salon is now 8 years old so I feel that it is time for someone new to come in and manage the place whilst I am having my little one. I have mixed feelings about the whole thing!<br /></div><div>I have to find someone new, and that in it's self is a little daunting, I have 4 beautiful girls who work for me but none of them are quite the right fit to run the shop while I step away.</div><div>I have interviewed a few but none of them felt right, but Wed this week I am meeting a girl who just feels right, well I thought that about the other 2 that didn't show. But this time it feels different. I am a positive person who sees the good in all which can be a good thing and a bad thing depending on what I am making the decision for.</div><br /><div>I really want to be able to completely step away from the salon, and birth my child and have at least 4 months to welcome my little one into the world, then go back 2 days and just have fun there. Not manage it! I am putting it out there to the universe so I know that whatever happens will be of the highest good for all!! Wish me luck.</div><br /><div>And someone wrote a comment about the new pink back ground and it being a hint... well maybe it is and maybe not?? We will see xx</div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-38605159495895488632010-09-17T18:38:00.002+10:002010-09-17T18:41:27.528+10:00Today<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJMpnwq6eRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/iVZ0ouxXWps/s1600/154.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517799731515521298" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJMpnwq6eRI/AAAAAAAAAQM/iVZ0ouxXWps/s400/154.JPG" /></a><br /><div>As I stand behind the chair cutting hair all day I feel you kick, and I long for the time when I can simply sit down and be still with you.</div><br /><div>I can listen to what you are trying to tell me, my full focus can be on you growing inside of me.</div><br /><div>I can't wait and hopefully the time will be soon.........</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-66982247292083272592010-09-16T10:04:00.002+10:002010-09-16T10:09:13.278+10:00photos..............<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFfqc7AcWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wYpp9AJDh28/s1600/175.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517296201428398434" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFfqc7AcWI/AAAAAAAAAP8/wYpp9AJDh28/s400/175.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFfqA7bw4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/54_h9W_rnck/s1600/189.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517296193913996162" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFfqA7bw4I/AAAAAAAAAP0/54_h9W_rnck/s400/189.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFfpxIu-TI/AAAAAAAAAPs/kw5Y6fMCmZ4/s1600/193.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517296189674813746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFfpxIu-TI/AAAAAAAAAPs/kw5Y6fMCmZ4/s400/193.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-84773423655616659132010-09-16T09:53:00.004+10:002010-09-17T18:37:26.654+10:00My baby bump<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFeP2UebqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9RgO_lSxhv4/s1600/159.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517294644878012066" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFeP2UebqI/AAAAAAAAAPM/9RgO_lSxhv4/s400/159.JPG" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFePdVvecI/AAAAAAAAAPE/pv8I6FLypz4/s1600/160.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517294638172436930" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TJFePdVvecI/AAAAAAAAAPE/pv8I6FLypz4/s400/160.JPG" /></a><br /><br /><div align="center">I am 6 and 1/2 months pregnant now and so many thoughts flow through my head every single day..</div><div align="center">These are some of them that I think of....<br /></div><div align="center">To my baby</div><div align="center">I carry you with me everywhere in my world, I wonder what you truly think?<br />You eat with me you sleep with me, you cut hair with me, and play with me I wonder how you feel?</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Do I need to do more?</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Do I need to do less?</div><br /><br /><div align="center">Am I truly being authentic to myself and to you? Am I living authentically, living in my truth and am I teaching you to do the same?</div><div align="center">I know that I love having you with me as my little bundle that I carry throughout my day, so neat and compact, we have secret conversations that know one else will ever know about.</div><div align="center">You are so alive in my belly, so fresh and unblemished by the tides of life, so unaware of the big world outside my womb.</div><div align="center">Wow it is so amazing, I can't wait to meet you xx<br /></div><div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-43310220548870971722010-05-30T13:09:00.002+10:002010-05-30T13:23:54.204+10:00Why I blog?<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TAHaAx_NEbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_EPI5o-dPSo/s1600/100+photos+1+218.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476898328812523954" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TAHaAx_NEbI/AAAAAAAAAOo/_EPI5o-dPSo/s400/100+photos+1+218.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TAHaAZJKItI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ghj8BhRkG_k/s1600/100+photos+1+213.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476898322143388370" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TAHaAZJKItI/AAAAAAAAAOg/ghj8BhRkG_k/s400/100+photos+1+213.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TAHZ_0hq_wI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sHAqzKlOCtQ/s1600/100+photos+1+212.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476898312314093314" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/TAHZ_0hq_wI/AAAAAAAAAOY/sHAqzKlOCtQ/s400/100+photos+1+212.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>I have been sitting here reading other peoples blogs. Getting swept up in their worlds, not knowing these people in my day to day life most of them live in America, but I love them. I mean their blogs.</div><div>I find so much joy reading about their day to day going ons, and now that I know I am with child. (an old fashion way of saying I have a baby in my belly) I love reading about how they cope and what they do with their children. I find a lot of inspiration in their words!</div><div> </div><div>Why do I blog?????</div><div>I guess to write I love to write and share stories and share photos, by nature I am a really open person happy to talk about anything that is going on with me so I guess blogging is just another extension of that.<br /></div><div>I am having a baby!!!! I had a dream it was a boy, so did my sister I am 11 weeks at the moment so as soon as we can we will find out if we are having a little mermaid or merman.</div><br /><div>It it such a surreal feeling, I am not sure even now if it is true. We had a scan last week and our little baby looked like she was waving her hand and she was wiggling her feet so cute! Heart melting. I am calling her she until we find out I am so surrounded by girls in the salon and I am one of three girls, I guess that terms just comes naturally for me.</div><br /><div>I took some beautiful photos of Sooty which I will share here for you, my sweet first little girl!</div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-73264515494246597112010-05-05T08:59:00.003+10:002010-05-05T09:08:12.730+10:00Today<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S-CoXSVZCCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6bL0la1u7ZY/s1600/unravelling+x+2+075.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467555065639798818" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S-CoXSVZCCI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/6bL0la1u7ZY/s400/unravelling+x+2+075.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Today is a big day for me,</div><br /><div>I am filled with excitement, anticipation, joy, intrigue and wonderment.</div><br /><div>Today I find out if it's all real.</div><br /><div>Today I find out if our little family of two, will grow into three.</div><br /><div>Today will be the start of a whole new journey for me, one that is so meaningful and I wonder if I can do it? I know deep down I can, of course I can but I guess its just the unknown. The uncharted waters.</div><br /><div>Today after the scan a new reality will unfold in our lives, it is all quite magical......</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-62806695745755508372010-04-20T17:47:00.005+10:002010-04-20T17:53:44.981+10:00Grace.....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S81daZc3DNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xFBDodhuPn4/s1600/100+photos+1+052.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462124631160196306" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S81daZc3DNI/AAAAAAAAAOI/xFBDodhuPn4/s400/100+photos+1+052.jpg" /></a><br /><div align="center">Amazing wonderful things happen to me, and my life all the time.</div><br /><div align="center">I know I am deeply guided by an invisible force.</div><br /><div align="center">One that nurtures me, one that cradles me, one that is always on my side, one that lets me know that things always work the way they do for a reason. Even if that reason is unclear.</div><br /><div align="center">And for that I am thankful, today I am living in grace and for that I am thankful!!!</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-84118403187472877452010-04-19T15:59:00.004+10:002010-04-19T16:16:55.668+10:00Clearing my mind, cleansing my body....<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8v0Wb_rzzI/AAAAAAAAANw/OjHNkmpsLzQ/s1600/christmas+09+my+30th+468.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 267px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 400px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461727639426027314" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8v0Wb_rzzI/AAAAAAAAANw/OjHNkmpsLzQ/s400/christmas+09+my+30th+468.jpg" /></a><br /><div>I never get sick, never!! Today I feel as though I need a bit of me time. A little bit of space in my life to simply let go and breathe. To make space between my thoughts to find the silence, to find my centre, to find my truth. And I believe that I have manifested cold like symptoms to do just that.</div><br /><div>To slow down and re connect within, I listen to that quite little voice inside who is busting to be heard, who is telling me "listen, let go, relax, breath and do no more".</div><br /><div>I am honouring her by taking the day off from the salon tomorrow, I also have the next day off. Two blissful days to listen, relax and reignite my spirit, sip tea, hang out with my dogs, write letters and let go in a respectful way my cold like symptoms.</div><br /><div>The photo is from my family's shearing shed, I am imagining myself there, so grounded, so still, so quite, so rich in family history. That place has a wonderful deep earthly smell that can clear even the most clouded mind. I love imagining myself there ........</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-30024047424169147962010-04-18T22:17:00.002+10:002010-04-18T22:25:26.559+10:00Another wonderful weekend<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8r5_Nh_UqI/AAAAAAAAANo/PoShkYQOTaE/s1600/unravelling+x+2+058.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461452362499445410" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8r5_Nh_UqI/AAAAAAAAANo/PoShkYQOTaE/s400/unravelling+x+2+058.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8r5-nJB3sI/AAAAAAAAANg/XdWsr00ei8Q/s1600/unravelling+x+2+053.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461452352194207426" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8r5-nJB3sI/AAAAAAAAANg/XdWsr00ei8Q/s400/unravelling+x+2+053.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8r5-Ph1HKI/AAAAAAAAANY/AgX6hgasTE4/s1600/unravelling+x+2+044.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461452345855777954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8r5-Ph1HKI/AAAAAAAAANY/AgX6hgasTE4/s400/unravelling+x+2+044.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center">My weekends just keep getting better and better.<br />Well this whole week was fun, I caught up with friends I haven't seen all year. The picture of the dog in this post is Ruby. (her dog).<br />I had dinner with a aunt and uncle who live interstate, lots of fun catching up on family news. Had a wonderful day today wandering around south bank, went to GOMA the art gallery and saw HUGE bunnies. It was a display there, then went out for a yummi dinner with good friends!!!</div><br /><div align="center">Such a wonderful weekend, it warmed my soul....</div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-2485984270782240482010-04-11T21:29:00.000+10:002010-04-11T21:36:05.592+10:00My blissful weekend.....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8Gz8iLRRWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Cp663bMP7ZM/s1600/unravelling+x+2+032.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458842075897349474" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8Gz8iLRRWI/AAAAAAAAANQ/Cp663bMP7ZM/s400/unravelling+x+2+032.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8Gz8Ewu8OI/AAAAAAAAANI/2KNg1PmqALk/s1600/unravelling+x+2+039.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458842068001419490" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8Gz8Ewu8OI/AAAAAAAAANI/2KNg1PmqALk/s400/unravelling+x+2+039.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8Gz7hSBXNI/AAAAAAAAANA/Rbgv5u2XC8c/s1600/unravelling+x+2+030.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458842058477362386" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S8Gz7hSBXNI/AAAAAAAAANA/Rbgv5u2XC8c/s400/unravelling+x+2+030.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-34180206255385427112010-04-07T23:27:00.001+10:002010-04-07T23:31:25.643+10:00Summer is nearly gone.....<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yI5JrRtjI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-RylzbkpZok/s1600/unravelling+x+2+013.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457387363897554482" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yI5JrRtjI/AAAAAAAAAM4/-RylzbkpZok/s400/unravelling+x+2+013.jpg" /></a><br /><div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-84406665277375322182010-04-07T23:16:00.003+10:002010-04-07T23:26:27.620+10:00Nostalgic Musings<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yHlXR8bgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jQRx8wKnuK0/s1600/unravelling+x+2+015.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385924440387074" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yHlXR8bgI/AAAAAAAAAMw/jQRx8wKnuK0/s400/unravelling+x+2+015.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yHk_L3cUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Cn2AM91ualY/s1600/unravelling+x+2+016.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385917972443458" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yHk_L3cUI/AAAAAAAAAMo/Cn2AM91ualY/s400/unravelling+x+2+016.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yHkU2XnkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/49A8_pbnWFE/s1600/unravelling+x+2+017.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457385906607988290" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7yHkU2XnkI/AAAAAAAAAMg/49A8_pbnWFE/s400/unravelling+x+2+017.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>I am doing a online course at the moment called "Nostalgic Musings" it is so wonderful. I have only done one assignment so far, but I had a ball doing it!<br /></div><div>I am a big journal writer, and through out this course Hope is teaching us how to make our journals look pretty. Here are some photos, our topic was our pets, and as some of you know I love Sooty and Chip. So it was really easy to do this one enjoy.....<br /></div><div>P.S If you are interested in doing this course there is a button on the side of my blog, click onto it and you will be forwarded onto Hope's blog.</div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-12234025737958988522010-04-03T21:06:00.003+10:002010-04-03T21:23:54.480+10:00Borrowed words...<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7ck-b_QHpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/87Fm_C4JpU4/s1600/christmas+09+x2+019.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455870128666189458" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7ck-b_QHpI/AAAAAAAAAMI/87Fm_C4JpU4/s400/christmas+09+x2+019.jpg" /></a><br /><div>Today as my partner and I wandered through the mad rush of people in our local shopping complex, I over heard a girl talking to her sister on the phone. The reason I knew it was her sister is because of what she said sounded exactly like something I would say to one of mine.<br />The girl had a flowing mane of bright red coloured hair and was cute looking like a little pixie.<br />Pixie girl " I know I know, but this time we have to get a present for mum, that actually looks like it would be something that dad would get."<br />At this point I was hooked and walked a little closer to her.</div><br /><div>Pixie girl "But we always get her things like that lets try and think what dad would buy her."</div><br /><div>She was quite for a minute then said..</div><br /><div>"Yes your right bad idea, lets just go with what I said before at least we know she will love it!"</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>That was it, I was finished stalking the pixie girl, I had a big giggle to myself, because that sounds so familiar.</div><br /><div>Dad if your reading this yes I know you pick good presents for mum, but I know at times over the last 30 years of child rearing we have bought a few bits and bobs along the way.</div><br /><div></div><br /><div>When I came home and was thinking again, about the pixie girl it made me realise that really most of our fundamental relationships are the same. The daughters always boss around the dads and the mums always get great presents.</div><br /><div>Well that's how it is in my family, or maybe that only happens when you come from a family of girls?</div><br /><div>Happy Easter everyone x</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-24405127400527916542010-04-02T20:37:00.001+10:002010-04-02T20:42:04.231+10:00More photos<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7XJ5A6X8II/AAAAAAAAALY/r44gBWKf_Fg/s1600/unravelling+x+2+052.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455488504963788930" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7XJ5A6X8II/AAAAAAAAALY/r44gBWKf_Fg/s400/unravelling+x+2+052.jpg" /></a><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7XJ49hEYbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qhzZqhqEM6s/s1600/unravelling+x+2+055.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455488504052343218" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7XJ49hEYbI/AAAAAAAAALQ/qhzZqhqEM6s/s400/unravelling+x+2+055.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7XJ4UnfFqI/AAAAAAAAALI/_FK0-9CKQnk/s1600/unravelling+x+2+057.jpg"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455488493073405602" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S7XJ4UnfFqI/AAAAAAAAALI/_FK0-9CKQnk/s400/unravelling+x+2+057.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div>More of my hundred photo challenge...</div></div></div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-77361986686890503492010-03-28T20:50:00.002+10:002010-03-28T21:06:04.426+10:00Life.....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S683883qMuI/AAAAAAAAALA/L2c6b2IqG7E/s1600/IMG_0552.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 300px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453639194040218338" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S683883qMuI/AAAAAAAAALA/L2c6b2IqG7E/s400/IMG_0552.JPG" /></a><br /><div>Today I felt so alive and happy, everything I set my mind to and put a bit of action behind seems to manifest for me... Well most things...</div><br /><div>My new salon is up and running and is fantastic, the space is still really big and that is taking a bit of time to get used to. But the feeling and the energy is starting to feel homely and peaceful, and creative.</div><br /><div>There are times during the day, where I feel so creative like there is a force within myself that is just buzzing with creative, healing energy. And is just busting to get out into the world and create. But create what???</div><br /><div>I ask myself often, new colours and cuts, I don't think so because that just happens easily. I feel the urge to create something that takes a bit of courage, and purpose. Something that will be remembered long after I have gone. Something that will help others navigate their way through this wonderful gift called life...</div><br /><div>But what? Not sure it will come to me I know that.</div><br /><div>I may have written this before here on my blog, but to find out what your life purpose is, is to do whatever made you happy as a child. The time where we were most unaffected by others thoughts, opinions, and ideas. A time where we were free to dream, and tell stories, and simply be still. I also know that our purpose is to do with serving, serving others less fortunate than us. In whatever way feels right for you it may even be as simple as saying a prayer for mother earth, or helping someone laugh!! I am rambling now aren't I...</div><br /><div>Well goodnight my dear friends in cyber space Lisa x</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1546178100014976298.post-58389636904710596552010-03-17T22:38:00.003+10:002010-03-17T23:01:01.797+10:00My path this week was interesting....<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S6DSXC8we2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/hBrKD1JCkOE/s1600-h/IMG_1916.JPG"><img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 267px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449586842488830818" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_55CuGNNdSRM/S6DSXC8we2I/AAAAAAAAAKw/hBrKD1JCkOE/s400/IMG_1916.JPG" /></a><br /><div>This week so far has sent my emotions, scaling from one way to another high highs and then crashing right down into the lows!!!</div><br /><div>I don't usually feel or even speak about things in a negative way, but this week I lost all the info from a computer at my business. My whole work life was encased within the plastic container of the computer and it was gone.... never to be seen again, or so I thought.</div><br /><div>My salon opened in its new location everyone was on a high everything was flowing well and bang!!! bang bang all gone. </div><br /><div>After lots of phone calls and driving all over Brisbane, Dean sorted the whole thing out, and for that I am forever grateful, that he kept his usual cool, calm, collected self and simply found the solution.</div><br /><div>The reason I am sharing this is because underneath all the craziness, I stopped myself and took my mind back into the space I was in when I was doing yoga teacher training. I was detached, knowing that this to will pass, knowing that everything happens for a higher good, knowing that if this is all I have to complain about that I am the top 10% of human beings on this planet to be even able to have a business, a computer, a home, a committed fully devoted partner, a wonderful family, to have my breath, to be about to breathe deeply, simply to be alive at this time in this wonderful country.</div><br /><div>And to have learnt how to take myself there in the midst of this seeming chaos, was a blessing.</div><br /><div>Everything did work out at the salon. It always does, but for a brief moment I felt lost, and realised that life isn't just about my work, my clients, my girls. It is about something so much bigger, and now that we are up and running I will be able to find the life / work balance again, and relax a little. As I just re read that I realised that my life and work are one, I try to be present in each moment and enjoy that my life happily blends the life / work thing... Lisa xx</div>Lisahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04013421743401570652noreply@blogger.com0