This is for the ladies...
Lately, my nose has been in the books: morning, noon, and night. NO complaints (it's my happy place) ~ but, coming out of an intense 10 week study period at uni, so now I have time to contemplate.
Because I am older and consider two countries as home - the circle I have gathered over the years (decades) has gained momentum and it 'feels' like an enormous, forever family of friends - good mates who would or could race over in a moment's notice when needed.
The women of Kapunda are strong and hearty and talented and compassionate and so willing to help and support others when needed and if necessary. They listen. They stop. They 'hop to it' whenever a mate is in need. Bold words spring to mind: steely, compassionate, resilient, intelligent, savvy, and TOUGH. You know who you are...and I love and appreciate you.
Those words describe the American mates I love dearly, too.
And...one of the major aspects I have learned about Australian women, South Australian women, Kapunda women - they are natural ~ WHAT you see is WHAT you get. It's refreshing. It's astonishing. It IS appreciated. There is not a lot of 'bling' around Kapunda because you do not need it. The 'bling' is in the people. The hearts and the faces shine with the essence of their souls. What else does a mate need? WHAT ELSE?
Now, my Memphis Mates (and others!) have a lot of bling. These women would 'bowl you over' in their presentation, not just when they are ready for a night on the town, but for many...in the comfort of their own homes. But, AND this is the point: THEY are beautiful, gorgeous women, yet their REAL beauty lies within. They know how to host a party and have taught me more tricks than I shall ever use, but they know how to 'sit still and listen' and give their time - as my Kapunda mates. That is the true essence of any mate. They would give me the clothes off of their backs...and they have! Time. Presence. THESE are the biggest qualities they have to offer ~ in endless quantities.
There is no way in heaven I would have lasted - made it through the tumultuous time of caring for my Mother had it not been for the mates who carried me through. YOU know who you are, too...these times will never be forgotten and we may have been 'sistas' prior to these days, but our fate is sealed now.
And I would give the stars and the moon (IF they were mine to give) to bring my Kapunda and Memphis mates ~ TOGETHER. That would be magic. I wish I could take all my Kapunda mates to Memphis and watch their smiles and their faces. PURE JOY in my mind's eye!
Consider how different your world would look and feel if you were not surrounded by friends - it would not be the same: Empty. Lonely. Lifeless. Sad.
There are women in my circle who have been abused by former partners, witnessed the death of a child, buried their husbands, battled mental illness, wrestled with alcohol and drug addiction, and fought for their marriages. Each and every woman I know has been through times I would not envy...yet...they wear wings as they try to maneuver or navigate through 'the mess'. They get UP again and face whatever LIFE THROWS AT THEM. Life is messy. There is a woman out there struggling...right now.
So, lighten up. Judging another sister does not help. You don't like her? You don't care or approve how she lives or runs her life? Is it any of your business? And...IF you are a caring and compassionate person and if you are genuinely concerned about another sister ~ why not reach out and have a real conversation instead of judging or belittling or acting in a mean-spirited manner? Listen. You (my bet) will discover that things are not quite as they appear. Everyone responds differently to difficulty. There is that 'key' word - 'responds' - MOST PEOPLE we know 'react' - they open up their mouths and let vile, horrendous, nasty words that are flying around their heads - fall out - they regurgitate on us. Not nice. NO. But, does judging help? Not...one...single...tiny...bit.
Listen. Breathe. Lift a sister up ~ feels MUCH nicer than tearing a sister down.
Peace. Love.
Blanco & Tinto ~ 'Roaming with Love' and not without difficulty in our lives...we are just like YOU.
Have you ever stopped to consider your circle of friends?And...when you DO - are you simply amazed?
Because I am older and consider two countries as home - the circle I have gathered over the years (decades) has gained momentum and it 'feels' like an enormous, forever family of friends - good mates who would or could race over in a moment's notice when needed.
The women of Kapunda are strong and hearty and talented and compassionate and so willing to help and support others when needed and if necessary. They listen. They stop. They 'hop to it' whenever a mate is in need. Bold words spring to mind: steely, compassionate, resilient, intelligent, savvy, and TOUGH. You know who you are...and I love and appreciate you.
Those words describe the American mates I love dearly, too.
And...one of the major aspects I have learned about Australian women, South Australian women, Kapunda women - they are natural ~ WHAT you see is WHAT you get. It's refreshing. It's astonishing. It IS appreciated. There is not a lot of 'bling' around Kapunda because you do not need it. The 'bling' is in the people. The hearts and the faces shine with the essence of their souls. What else does a mate need? WHAT ELSE?
Now, my Memphis Mates (and others!) have a lot of bling. These women would 'bowl you over' in their presentation, not just when they are ready for a night on the town, but for many...in the comfort of their own homes. But, AND this is the point: THEY are beautiful, gorgeous women, yet their REAL beauty lies within. They know how to host a party and have taught me more tricks than I shall ever use, but they know how to 'sit still and listen' and give their time - as my Kapunda mates. That is the true essence of any mate. They would give me the clothes off of their backs...and they have! Time. Presence. THESE are the biggest qualities they have to offer ~ in endless quantities.
There is no way in heaven I would have lasted - made it through the tumultuous time of caring for my Mother had it not been for the mates who carried me through. YOU know who you are, too...these times will never be forgotten and we may have been 'sistas' prior to these days, but our fate is sealed now.
And I would give the stars and the moon (IF they were mine to give) to bring my Kapunda and Memphis mates ~ TOGETHER. That would be magic. I wish I could take all my Kapunda mates to Memphis and watch their smiles and their faces. PURE JOY in my mind's eye!
Consider how different your world would look and feel if you were not surrounded by friends - it would not be the same: Empty. Lonely. Lifeless. Sad.
There are women in my circle who have been abused by former partners, witnessed the death of a child, buried their husbands, battled mental illness, wrestled with alcohol and drug addiction, and fought for their marriages. Each and every woman I know has been through times I would not envy...yet...they wear wings as they try to maneuver or navigate through 'the mess'. They get UP again and face whatever LIFE THROWS AT THEM. Life is messy. There is a woman out there struggling...right now.
So, lighten up. Judging another sister does not help. You don't like her? You don't care or approve how she lives or runs her life? Is it any of your business? And...IF you are a caring and compassionate person and if you are genuinely concerned about another sister ~ why not reach out and have a real conversation instead of judging or belittling or acting in a mean-spirited manner? Listen. You (my bet) will discover that things are not quite as they appear. Everyone responds differently to difficulty. There is that 'key' word - 'responds' - MOST PEOPLE we know 'react' - they open up their mouths and let vile, horrendous, nasty words that are flying around their heads - fall out - they regurgitate on us. Not nice. NO. But, does judging help? Not...one...single...tiny...bit.
Listen. Breathe. Lift a sister up ~ feels MUCH nicer than tearing a sister down.
Peace. Love.
Blanco & Tinto ~ 'Roaming with Love' and not without difficulty in our lives...we are just like YOU.
Tinto is about to make a 'Sunday Morning Bloody Mary' - my man is a GOOD MAN.
Sharing a 'POP' of Autumn Barossa Valley colour and the very beginning of a roaring fire last evening...
xxo
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