Princess Morag has a love/hate relationship with her feet. She loves one and hates the other. The right foot, despite it's small size is pretty normal looking and that's good as far as Princess Morag is concerned. The left foot, well, that's a whole other story. The princess noted, as a teenager, that he feet and ankles would swell if she had to stand for a long time. It didn't cause much trouble, but she was diagnosed with primary lymphoedema and warned against any kind of trauma to her foot, or it might lead to permanent scarring/swelling.
Then Princess Morag went to work at summer camp in the USA and a mosquito, or some other bug, decided to feast on the top of her left foot. The Princess didn't know anything was wrong until suddenly it was bruised and swollen and red, and she went to the hospital to be told it was an infected bite and she had to rest it. Following this infection, her left foot would swell to a greater extent than her right, so it became her "bad foot". It has caused people to stare, exclaim and point out it's size, much to the princesses displeasure. She is not keen on drawing attention to herself, so this kind of negative attention is particularly unwelcome.
For the last five years, or maybe more, Princess Morag has endured the private shame of knowing that the already 'bad' foot, was embarrassingly also home to plantar warts/verrucae on it's sole. It was quite easy to just pretend they weren't there, until more recently when they spread. Princess Morag procrastinated for a long time in making the appointment with the podiatrist. And then he said he might have to cut them out!! Princess Morag did NOT like that idea. She spent the summer trying to find some courage, and finally made the appointment. They had become a little painful, so getting rid of them now seemed like a good idea. Thankfully (maybe) the podiatrist decided to try acid treatment first. But now her left foot is a gross, painful extremity and Princess Morag is unable to perform all her activities of daily living with ease. Standing on two feet is something most of us just do without thinking, ditto for walking. But when it becomes painful and difficult, you realise how much you have been taking for granted.
Princess Morag wants to say sorry to her left foot, for saying it was 'bad' and for calling it 'fat and ugly'. Because all this time, it has still been performing pretty well, allowing her to stand and walk with ease. She hopes it will make a full recovery.
Thursday, August 29, 2013
Monday, August 19, 2013
It's like potatoes
Princess Morag has entirely changed her view on rain. The old realm was a rainy, grey place, and she agreed with the general consensus that more sunny days and blue skies would be nice. But since living in the new realm where sunny days and blue skies are the norm, she now holds the view that rain is awesome! Rain, in fact, indicates God's blessing. And when you live without it, you start to feel a little desperate. There have been days where the princess has woken up to grey clouds and gone about her day very happy as a result. And the next day, when inevitably the blue sky is back, she actually feels disappointed! And on the handful of occasions that it has rained, she might have rushed outside in excitement, called her children out, and danced with them in the rain!
The earth needs rain, and when there isn't any, man manufactures a replacement a.k.a 'sprinklers'. So then you can grow plants and have green grass, but the areas that the sprinklers don't reach remain brown and dead looking. Anything that is manufactured to mimic God's blessing doesn't quite make the mark. It might satisfy for a while, or give the appearance of something that is good. But it's not good like the real thing.
When the princess sees photographs or film of the old realm, she gushes about how green it is, in much the same way as she used to mock people of the new realm doing. But now she understands, now that she lives in the desert. The old realm has the real rain and you can tell by the lush green grass and trees, and dark brown earth and grey skies. The whole palette of the natural world there is different. And the princess misses it.
When she was growing up, Princess Morag ate a lot of potatoes. They were standard dinnertime fare, almost every night. When she left home to go to university she chose not to eat potatoes very often as she was sick of them. Pasta and rice, these were much better she thought. Until a decade later when she pregnant with her second child and suddenly potatoes were awesome again - she had been missing out, all these years of not bothering with potatoes very much because they had been under the curse of the familiar. Don't discount those things that are commonplace. Be grateful for them. If you didn't have them, you might miss them very much. You might be avoiding a blessing when you scoff instead of embracing the everyday goodness.
The earth needs rain, and when there isn't any, man manufactures a replacement a.k.a 'sprinklers'. So then you can grow plants and have green grass, but the areas that the sprinklers don't reach remain brown and dead looking. Anything that is manufactured to mimic God's blessing doesn't quite make the mark. It might satisfy for a while, or give the appearance of something that is good. But it's not good like the real thing.
When the princess sees photographs or film of the old realm, she gushes about how green it is, in much the same way as she used to mock people of the new realm doing. But now she understands, now that she lives in the desert. The old realm has the real rain and you can tell by the lush green grass and trees, and dark brown earth and grey skies. The whole palette of the natural world there is different. And the princess misses it.
When she was growing up, Princess Morag ate a lot of potatoes. They were standard dinnertime fare, almost every night. When she left home to go to university she chose not to eat potatoes very often as she was sick of them. Pasta and rice, these were much better she thought. Until a decade later when she pregnant with her second child and suddenly potatoes were awesome again - she had been missing out, all these years of not bothering with potatoes very much because they had been under the curse of the familiar. Don't discount those things that are commonplace. Be grateful for them. If you didn't have them, you might miss them very much. You might be avoiding a blessing when you scoff instead of embracing the everyday goodness.
Wednesday, August 07, 2013
A mother's lament
"What happened to my baby girl?" Princess Morag asks.
She got these legs now, instead of stumps!
She answers back and shrieks at taunts.
She's starting school!!
Her brother will teach her what to do.
And she'll make her own way at the same time.
She'll make new friends, and write all her letters.
She'll play outside and walk to the lunchroom.
When she gets home Princes Morag will hear,
that she's done this and that, and what the other girl said.
All the things her brother doesn't bother to tell.
But at night she'll want to snuggle the same
And all tuggled together she'll be a baby for a moment again.
She got these legs now, instead of stumps!
She answers back and shrieks at taunts.
She's starting school!!
Her brother will teach her what to do.
And she'll make her own way at the same time.
She'll make new friends, and write all her letters.
She'll play outside and walk to the lunchroom.
When she gets home Princes Morag will hear,
that she's done this and that, and what the other girl said.
All the things her brother doesn't bother to tell.
But at night she'll want to snuggle the same
And all tuggled together she'll be a baby for a moment again.
Friday, August 02, 2013
Give me a proper cup please!
One of Princess Morag's pet peeves is having to drink coffee from a disposable cup! Even a travel mug turns out not to be a great substitute as it tends to be very plasticky. Really the only thing coffee should be drunk from is a proper cup, made of china. In the old realm, this is how coffee was generally served unless you specified that is was 'to go'. Here in the new realm, this is not the case. In some well known coffee establishments there are no proper cups in sight - aah!
So Princess Morag tends just to make coffee at home, and now that she is selling direct trade, freshly ground, delivered to your door coffee, maybe recreating the coffee shop experience at home might just be the way to go. Unfortunately it means she has to wash her own cup afterwards, but at least she will be treated like a grown up and allowed a proper cup!!!!
So Princess Morag tends just to make coffee at home, and now that she is selling direct trade, freshly ground, delivered to your door coffee, maybe recreating the coffee shop experience at home might just be the way to go. Unfortunately it means she has to wash her own cup afterwards, but at least she will be treated like a grown up and allowed a proper cup!!!!
Thursday, June 06, 2013
me too Glennon!
Princess Morag has several blog crushes. The biggest of all is probably Glennon Melton. The other day G posted/tedx-talked: All I ever needed to know I learned in the mental hospital. And Princess Morag can testify to the same experience, except she worked at the mental hospital so there is slightly less stigma attached. When she was supposedly an 'allied health professional', Princess Morag learned about these mysterious things called 'anxiety' and 'confidence' and most odd of all 'assertiveness'. She also met people who were profoundly depressed and felt a disturbing connection to them.
Princess Morag learned a lot of things in school. She was very good at school. It was easy. She knew what she was supposed to do, and she did it. But at the same time she was pretty frustrated at learning a lot of stuff that she knew was never going to be useful in life - imaginary numbers?? Really? Imaginary people in books, she liked them, but imaginary numbers seemed a little unnecessary! So Princess Morag knew maths, chemistry, biology, geography but where was she supposed to have learned about these things called feelings and helping other people deal with theirs when she had only just discovered that she had them too!!
The Princess's feelings had been buried for a long time, apparently they were inconvenient to other people when she let them out, so she tried not to do that. But she was like a magnet to other people's feelings, she could sense them, and people would talk to her about stuff that was going on with them. Including, rather inappropriately, her parents while they were separating. So psychology had been the subject she was desperate to study and the mental hospital her first choice of place to work and she probably couldn't explain exactly why, except she was curious and she wanted to help people. Turns out it is hard to help people when you've spent your life ignoring your self. Those feelings that were buried start escaping and then the Princess found herself crying at the dinner table every night, with her new husband looking on, confused.
Thankfully there is this magic thing called counseling and the Princess's boss referred her to the hospital counselor and there Princess Morag was able to unburden herself of some tears and feelings in a place where it was ok to do so. Princess Morag used to joke that her job at the mental hospital was mostly "taking crazy people to the park". She then swapped that occupation for "taking her two children to the park" - it didn't feel much different. And most recently of all she started "taking her crazy self to the park" - are you sensing a theme? When the Princess was an Occupational Therapist, she knew her job was mostly common sense but it turns out that common sense really isn't very common at all. And learning about anxiety and confidence and assertiveness, well, those things are all to do with being HUMAN, and giving people respect for being alive, and showing up, whether that is at the park or any other location.
Princess Morag learned a lot of things in school. She was very good at school. It was easy. She knew what she was supposed to do, and she did it. But at the same time she was pretty frustrated at learning a lot of stuff that she knew was never going to be useful in life - imaginary numbers?? Really? Imaginary people in books, she liked them, but imaginary numbers seemed a little unnecessary! So Princess Morag knew maths, chemistry, biology, geography but where was she supposed to have learned about these things called feelings and helping other people deal with theirs when she had only just discovered that she had them too!!
The Princess's feelings had been buried for a long time, apparently they were inconvenient to other people when she let them out, so she tried not to do that. But she was like a magnet to other people's feelings, she could sense them, and people would talk to her about stuff that was going on with them. Including, rather inappropriately, her parents while they were separating. So psychology had been the subject she was desperate to study and the mental hospital her first choice of place to work and she probably couldn't explain exactly why, except she was curious and she wanted to help people. Turns out it is hard to help people when you've spent your life ignoring your self. Those feelings that were buried start escaping and then the Princess found herself crying at the dinner table every night, with her new husband looking on, confused.
Thankfully there is this magic thing called counseling and the Princess's boss referred her to the hospital counselor and there Princess Morag was able to unburden herself of some tears and feelings in a place where it was ok to do so. Princess Morag used to joke that her job at the mental hospital was mostly "taking crazy people to the park". She then swapped that occupation for "taking her two children to the park" - it didn't feel much different. And most recently of all she started "taking her crazy self to the park" - are you sensing a theme? When the Princess was an Occupational Therapist, she knew her job was mostly common sense but it turns out that common sense really isn't very common at all. And learning about anxiety and confidence and assertiveness, well, those things are all to do with being HUMAN, and giving people respect for being alive, and showing up, whether that is at the park or any other location.
Friday, May 31, 2013
Launch
At the beginning of the year, Princess Morag felt kind of expectant about 2013 (but not in the same way as she was at the beginning of 2007 and 2008!). She felt as if God might have a plan for her this year, and she really wanted to know what it was but she seemed to still be in a season of waiting so she memorised the following verse
" I wait for the LORD, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope." Psalm 130:5.
Part of this new year process was also a consideration of what an appropriate word of the year might be. The princess pondered, and then there was a whisper of a word: launch. She did not know what this meant, and at first was a little scared because she thought of a rocket launching and that seemed a bit too violent and exciting for her life at this time! Then she realised that there were other types of launches - like boat launches, which seemed gentler, and book launches which seemed altogether more her style!
Fast forward to the beginning of this month of May, and the Princess is getting tired of waiting and is discouraged in many ways. She is encouraged by scripture to "laugh at the days to come" (Proverbs 31:25) and to trust that "God shall supply all [her] need" (Philippians 4.19) and then, at last she finds it. The thing that will fit into her life and her personality and fulfills her hope in his word.
Princess Morag new official role is to bless. How awesome is that? And to encourage shopping? Well, that shouldn't be too hard! And she now has a role other than mother, which after five years full time feels GOOD.
Check out what the Princess is up to here.
" I wait for the LORD, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope." Psalm 130:5.
Part of this new year process was also a consideration of what an appropriate word of the year might be. The princess pondered, and then there was a whisper of a word: launch. She did not know what this meant, and at first was a little scared because she thought of a rocket launching and that seemed a bit too violent and exciting for her life at this time! Then she realised that there were other types of launches - like boat launches, which seemed gentler, and book launches which seemed altogether more her style!
Fast forward to the beginning of this month of May, and the Princess is getting tired of waiting and is discouraged in many ways. She is encouraged by scripture to "laugh at the days to come" (Proverbs 31:25) and to trust that "God shall supply all [her] need" (Philippians 4.19) and then, at last she finds it. The thing that will fit into her life and her personality and fulfills her hope in his word.
Princess Morag new official role is to bless. How awesome is that? And to encourage shopping? Well, that shouldn't be too hard! And she now has a role other than mother, which after five years full time feels GOOD.
Check out what the Princess is up to here.
Wednesday, May 15, 2013
Good vs real
The Princess read this article today and it got her thinking. She has spent most of her life trying to be "good" - to please people, to make sure she is liked. When she was at school, this was somewhat successful. Her teachers consistently praised her work and seemed to like her. But this kind of success backfires as it meant that her peers were not so keen on the 'teacher's pet'. But here is a shout out to all the teachers out there during report-writing season - Princess Morag's almost sole source of self-esteem came from her school reports. Thirteen years of reading "mature and conscientious" helped her to believe that maybe she did have those characteristics. However, underneath that mature and conscientious nature Princess Morag really wanted to have fun (but didn't know how). She was "good" but she wasn't real. All this time she has been hiding, even from herself.
Friday, April 26, 2013
the longest day
Princess Morag remembers those looooong days (and nights) when the young master and maiden were babies and the feeding and changing and rocking and feeding and changing just never stopped. This week Sir Rianus and the Princess decided to celebrate their eighth wedding anniversary by getting some sort of virus that made them feel quite nauseous. It's more romantic than it seems as it brought back memories of the first two trips they took together when they were dating. These trips were far more intimate than they should have been in all the wrong ways! And feeling sick did make their 'special day' seem never ending! In fact the whole week has felt that way to Princess Morag as she has continued to experience symptoms and the usual antics of the children seem to increase in irritation value. There have been cute moments, such as the young maiden bringing her "tuggly toys" to sit beside the Princess and comfort her, but the Princess is hoping that the lingering lurgy, as Sir Rianus coined it, will soon no longer be a feature of their lives. Let the days be short and merry, not long and nauseated....please!
" But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: with the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day." 2 Peter3:8
" But do not forget this one thing, dear friends: with the Lord a day is like a thousand years, and a thousand years are like a day." 2 Peter3:8
Friday, April 19, 2013
emotional manna
Sometimes the Princess gets bloated, and thanks to having two babies, in two years, by two c-sections her stomach muscles are not exactly resistant and so she tends to look pregnant when this happens. Princess Morag also gets emotionally bloated, and when trapped wind or trapped emotions sneak out, it's kind of embarrassing.
Recently Princess Morag has been looking for, and recording the emotional manna of each day. She suspects that the Israelites when they were wandering in the desert didn't get much indigestion. Being sustained on the weird new bread that was fresh every morning, they were able to get on with their wandering. Princess Morag finds her manna in fragments of her day - today the maiden was excitedly blowing bubbles and there was enormous peace in that - a reminder to be still, and know that God is with us.
Princess Morag also received a package today. The gifts for her children and the words on a page brought laughter, tears, joy, relief and love to her soul. There is much power in gift-giving, in generosity and the ability to receive.
Princess Morag was also nourished by the artistic creations of her children, inspired by their lack of self-consciousness in what they were doing and their lightness of heart. She delighted in their talent and did not think to compare it to anyone else's.
God told the Israelites that they could not store their manna for the next day, except for the day before the Sabbath when they were to collect twice as much. And so it is with the little things that 'keep us going', they cannot be saved, but they can be treasured. The little maiden will be one day older tomorrow and soon not so little anymore, but the Princess is trying to trust that there still will be manna, it might look different, but will hopefully be just as sweet to savour on the day it is given.
Recently Princess Morag has been looking for, and recording the emotional manna of each day. She suspects that the Israelites when they were wandering in the desert didn't get much indigestion. Being sustained on the weird new bread that was fresh every morning, they were able to get on with their wandering. Princess Morag finds her manna in fragments of her day - today the maiden was excitedly blowing bubbles and there was enormous peace in that - a reminder to be still, and know that God is with us.
Princess Morag also received a package today. The gifts for her children and the words on a page brought laughter, tears, joy, relief and love to her soul. There is much power in gift-giving, in generosity and the ability to receive.
Princess Morag was also nourished by the artistic creations of her children, inspired by their lack of self-consciousness in what they were doing and their lightness of heart. She delighted in their talent and did not think to compare it to anyone else's.
God told the Israelites that they could not store their manna for the next day, except for the day before the Sabbath when they were to collect twice as much. And so it is with the little things that 'keep us going', they cannot be saved, but they can be treasured. The little maiden will be one day older tomorrow and soon not so little anymore, but the Princess is trying to trust that there still will be manna, it might look different, but will hopefully be just as sweet to savour on the day it is given.
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Safe space
Princess Morag wonders where is your safe space? Recently the Princess was inspired to create a sensory retreat for her kids in the bottom of their closet. And the young master caught on with the concept thanks to the Dinosaur Train episode in which Mrs Pteranodon sends all her children away to find a 'calm space'. When his sister has been crying recently he wants to make her go into the calm space but so far she has resisted his command!
Today Glennon was asking how we can keep our babies safe in this world. The princess has taken this question to heart since her offspring arrived because from the moment they are conceived a mother's heart is full of anxiety for them. And she knew that her fear could rule their lives and Princess Morag didn't want to live in fear, or her children live in the shadow of it. It seems to the princess that to be known and loved and accepted are the prerequisites for being able to take reasonable risks. The princess put herself in a precarious position once when she was a teenager and is thankful that no harm was done to her. She thinks maybe the people who take risky risks are testing how far they can go, because they want someone to catch them, they are not at all sure that they can count on others; if they come to harm then what does it matter if nobody knows or notices or cares? There is no safe space to turn to.
On the other hand, if there is a safe space, if there is someone who will catch you when you fall, you can try flying and keep trying even if you keep crashing to begin with. What can be more dangerous than living a life of love? Where is the safe space you can retreat to when it threatens to crash down on you?
Keep me safe, my God,
for in you I take refuge. Psalm 16.1
Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearly loved children 2 and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. Ephesians 5. 1-2
Today Glennon was asking how we can keep our babies safe in this world. The princess has taken this question to heart since her offspring arrived because from the moment they are conceived a mother's heart is full of anxiety for them. And she knew that her fear could rule their lives and Princess Morag didn't want to live in fear, or her children live in the shadow of it. It seems to the princess that to be known and loved and accepted are the prerequisites for being able to take reasonable risks. The princess put herself in a precarious position once when she was a teenager and is thankful that no harm was done to her. She thinks maybe the people who take risky risks are testing how far they can go, because they want someone to catch them, they are not at all sure that they can count on others; if they come to harm then what does it matter if nobody knows or notices or cares? There is no safe space to turn to.
On the other hand, if there is a safe space, if there is someone who will catch you when you fall, you can try flying and keep trying even if you keep crashing to begin with. What can be more dangerous than living a life of love? Where is the safe space you can retreat to when it threatens to crash down on you?
Keep me safe, my God,
for in you I take refuge. Psalm 16.1
Follow God’s example, therefore, as dearly loved children 2 and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God. Ephesians 5. 1-2
Saturday, April 13, 2013
hoping better
Princess Morag gets frustrated with her husband quite often over his pessimism. And has always thought of herself as an optimist. But recently she's been struggling with that idea. Probably because she has been living in a bit of a dark cloud despite the sun shining on her every time she leaves the castle apartment. She's been reading the bible and considering God's promises to his people. He seems pretty keen to give them good things. At the beginning of the year the Princess was trying to hold on fast to those promises, that 2013 would contain good things for her and her family. Four months later and optimism just doesn't cut it. She knows what she needs is FAITH. Whenever she tries to figure out with her little human mind, how things are going to work out - she gets stuck and goes round in unsatisfying circles. She knows deep down that God is a God of surprises, that he does the unexpected, that he makes a way where there is no way. So her efforts at foretelling the future are futile and disheartening. And even the things she hopes for are probably not on the same wavelength as what God is thinking about. Most of the time her optimism reaches the extent of hoping for a little bit better than the worst case scenario. And when she suspects that God might have bigger plans she gets scared and hides. So hiding in a back room like the disciples did even after the resurrection, she is waiting for something to happen. And she's struggling to trust that whatever happens whether within the realms of her imagination or not, it will be for the best.
..." a better hope is introduced, by which we draw near to God". (Hebrews 7.16)
..." a better hope is introduced, by which we draw near to God". (Hebrews 7.16)
Wednesday, April 10, 2013
nurse for the day
Princess Morag has been stressing out lately about what she's supposed to be doing with her days. What is her priority? Today even before events unfolded she stopped tying her thoughts in knots and figured it had to be her children. Sometimes (most of the time) the Princess makes things way more complicated than they need to be. So right now she is holding her feverish four year old with satisfaction because there isn't anything better than snuggling with her daughter even though she does wish for her to be well.
Monday, April 08, 2013
doctor death threats
Healthcare is different in the new realm. Princess Morag isn't sure she likes it. Nobody really calls the Princess on the telephone, so it was disturbing to get a call. And then another call after she ignored the first one. This is how it goes - the doctor tells the nurse to call, the nurse calls to say the doctor wants to order blood tests, she isn't even very nice about it, the patient is supposed to comply. The thing is, these are 'routine' blood tests and the Princess isn't feeling very compliant, especially when she knows that it is going to cost her money. She also feels quite rebellious towards medial professionals in general. She doesn't always believe that 'doctor knows best'. What if the doctor has a big ego or is covering his own back or is just trying to make some money?
Due to her ignoring the problem, hoping it would magically go away, the Princess received a letter. It was quite shocking. "I informed you that it was necessary to get certain tests done. I strongly urge you to proceed with this without further delay. Your neglect in this matter may result in missed diagnosis, resulting in grave consequences, including disability and death." Princess Morag did not expect such a strongly worded admonishment over a few routine blood tests. She's still quite unimpressed over the whole matter. It makes her anxious for a number of reasons - she's rule-breaking by not doing as she was told, the doctor is saying it could be a matter of life and death and she's really a bit scared of dying, and she's embarrassed by the whole thing snowballing into a big deal. And if she's the 'customer' in this situation, why are they not being more polite?
Princess Morag isn't going to be a 'good patient', it's a rubbish role. Patient-centred care is a strange myth that is banded around by allied health professionals and completely ignored by most doctors. Princess Morag knows that she isn't very good at self-care, but she isn't fond of being bullied either. She's not ill, so she doesn't want to go to the doctor - simples!
Due to her ignoring the problem, hoping it would magically go away, the Princess received a letter. It was quite shocking. "I informed you that it was necessary to get certain tests done. I strongly urge you to proceed with this without further delay. Your neglect in this matter may result in missed diagnosis, resulting in grave consequences, including disability and death." Princess Morag did not expect such a strongly worded admonishment over a few routine blood tests. She's still quite unimpressed over the whole matter. It makes her anxious for a number of reasons - she's rule-breaking by not doing as she was told, the doctor is saying it could be a matter of life and death and she's really a bit scared of dying, and she's embarrassed by the whole thing snowballing into a big deal. And if she's the 'customer' in this situation, why are they not being more polite?
Princess Morag isn't going to be a 'good patient', it's a rubbish role. Patient-centred care is a strange myth that is banded around by allied health professionals and completely ignored by most doctors. Princess Morag knows that she isn't very good at self-care, but she isn't fond of being bullied either. She's not ill, so she doesn't want to go to the doctor - simples!
Tuesday, April 02, 2013
feeling at home
Princess Morag, Sir Rianus and the small people celebrated Easter at the church where the latter three were baptised. The young master complained that he didn't like that church, as it was too big, Princess Morag was apt to agree. There were many family members and friends to be visited over the long weekend so returning to the current castle apartment was a relief. But Princess Morag felt most at home when this morning she was sandwiched between her two children. The fruit of her womb on either side, she sighed savouring the sense of belonging together before getting ready for the resumption of routine.
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
small things, big victories
Princess Morag is having one of those days. When life is just plain hard. When doing small things: like eating, and breathing, and driving safely - these are accomplishments. And doing bigger things that take courage: like making a phone call are victories. Holding herself together enough not to cry (well, at least in public) takes great effort and getting out of bed required more strength than anyone would know.
Monday, March 04, 2013
maiden wishes
Princess Morag has been pondering what she wishes for her daughter. And concluded that when one thinks of such things, it is not just about the future of her little maiden, it will naturally reflect the things she wishes for herself. So in the darkness, with her daughter snug beside her, she hoped for these things:
- that she would know she is loved
- that she would not fear her own anger or other emotions but accept them for what they are trying to teach her
- that she would follow God's leading in her life.
Life isn't often like a fairytale, but Princess Morag hopes that her maiden loves the Prince of Peace and King of Kings above all others.
" Do not put your trust in princes, in mortal men, who cannot save...Blessed is he whose help in the God of Jacob, whose hope is the LORD his God, the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea, and everything in them- the LORD, who remains faithful forever." Psalm 146:3-6
Thursday, February 21, 2013
letting go
Princess Morag is trying to let go of something...someONE. It is hard. Especially when that someone has been important for so long. But there is hardly even anything left to let go of. When she pictured her hand letting go, it was dust that escaped. The life of what she was holding on to was long gone. So she is handing that person over to the Lord. And trying to count all the blessings who are IN her life, and are good.
"You are my Lord, apart from you, I have no good thing." Psalm 16:2
"You are my Lord, apart from you, I have no good thing." Psalm 16:2
Monday, February 18, 2013
when "enuf" is enough
Princess Morag remembers a piece of composition she did when she was seven or eight years old. She does not remember anything about the particular piece of writing except for one word. She was attempting to use the word 'enough' in a sentence, but was frustrated in the process by the fact that she could not for the life of her remember how to spell the word. In the end, she purposely chose to spell it phonetically "enuf", because she decided it was more important to finish the story than be stuck on the one word.
When her work was given back to her, and the word spelled correctly in red pen by her teacher, Princess Morag was relieved. She now had the answer to her frustration, even though she was annoyed that she had not remembered on her own. She had the answer now....and that was enough!
Somewhere in life along the way following this incident, Princess Morag picked up the idea that purposely making a mistake (even if necessary) was almost criminal. And to receive correction, was a shameful experience. This kind of perfectionism is not helpful in any area of life. It serves only to paralyse and create pain.
The eight year old Princess Morag understood that making a small error (even on purpose) might be necessary in order to finish the story. She trusted that this error would be corrected and that such correction would be for her instruction, and therefore good. Is it possible to relearn the faith of a child?
"She obeys no one, she accepts no correction.
She does not trust in the LORD,
she does not draw near to her God." (Zephaniah 3:2)
When her work was given back to her, and the word spelled correctly in red pen by her teacher, Princess Morag was relieved. She now had the answer to her frustration, even though she was annoyed that she had not remembered on her own. She had the answer now....and that was enough!
Somewhere in life along the way following this incident, Princess Morag picked up the idea that purposely making a mistake (even if necessary) was almost criminal. And to receive correction, was a shameful experience. This kind of perfectionism is not helpful in any area of life. It serves only to paralyse and create pain.
The eight year old Princess Morag understood that making a small error (even on purpose) might be necessary in order to finish the story. She trusted that this error would be corrected and that such correction would be for her instruction, and therefore good. Is it possible to relearn the faith of a child?
"She obeys no one, she accepts no correction.
She does not trust in the LORD,
she does not draw near to her God." (Zephaniah 3:2)
Monday, February 11, 2013
Goldie
Princess Morag has never mourned an animal before. When she was a kid her goldfish died, while she was on holiday, so the neighbours bought a new one. When she found out the story, she kind of wished they hadn't bothered and she doesn't remember when the new one passed on.
But Goldie; this is different. Goldie greeted her arrival in California 11 years ago with enormous enthusiasm followed by noticeable jealousy that she was no longer the 'girl' in Sir Rianus' life!! And she chaperoned the Princess and Sir Rianus many a time while they were still courting. Goldie was a pup until old age caught up with her and she could no longer run and jump without pain. Although, she did still surprise everyone with a burst of energy when the small ones were running around and she couldn't help but join in with the pups!
It will not be the same without her. Rest in Peace sweet dog.
But Goldie; this is different. Goldie greeted her arrival in California 11 years ago with enormous enthusiasm followed by noticeable jealousy that she was no longer the 'girl' in Sir Rianus' life!! And she chaperoned the Princess and Sir Rianus many a time while they were still courting. Goldie was a pup until old age caught up with her and she could no longer run and jump without pain. Although, she did still surprise everyone with a burst of energy when the small ones were running around and she couldn't help but join in with the pups!
It will not be the same without her. Rest in Peace sweet dog.
Wednesday, February 06, 2013
stuff and boxes
There was a motivation - family coming. There was a deadline - that day. So Princess Morag finally did something about the boxes of stuff that had been sitting on the coffee table, embarrassingly for the last five months, since they moved in. "It doesn't have to be perfect" she told herself, "just better than it was". And it is better than it was. However, now there are two full boxes, and two empty boxes on top. But they have been rearranged so it is no longer the first thing you see when you walk in the door, and it does not obscure the view from the kitchen towards the door, so Princess Morag is more able to see people when they walk in.
The two bags of too-small clothes were swapped with one bag of fit the children/won't fit in the already too full drawers/closets. And new Valentines' stuff in new Valentines' baskets were given even though last years are still lingering around. Old stuff, new stuff, too much stuff.
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