Friendship

For some reason Christmastime makes me stop, pause and reflect with gratitude the people who help to make my Life so fortunate, so diverse, so unpredictable, spontaneous, creative and wonderful. I am so lucky to have such inspirational, beautiful and varied friendships. The other night on the tele they showed different species of animals that have formed inexplicably close bonds that even over-ride instinct - the crow and the kitten in the US; the lioness and the baby gazelle, the elephant and the dog - maybe we can all learn from them about overcoming judgements and prejudices?

I was so inspired to read recently that a woman recently decided not to celebrate her birthday in the usual way - instead she spent the day in gratitude and rang or wrote or spoke directly to everyone that she believed had made a difference to, or touched her life in some special way..

I love this poem by Ron Carnell:

Treasures

It's so hard to find the perfect breeze,
One blowing none too hard nor soft,
Carrying a scent of wild flowers,
And moving clouds about aloft.

It's so hard to find the perfect sky,
One blue and deep and bright,
Carrying a sense of openness
With geese and wrens in flight.

It's so hard to find the perfect night,
One warm, quiet and unflawed,
Carrying a mood of solitude,
And a closeness to our God.

Yet no perfection's so hard to find
As that which you extend
And none I'll ever treasure more,
Than to simply be your friend.

Cherished moments, Friendship, and Ice-cream

Isn’t it wonderful, I never got to see the film last night! J My girlfriend and I met up beforehand for a glass of wine and tapas at the lovely breezy spot where all the cruise ships dock, and we got onto our very favourite topic “Paris” and travels, and time slipped away and the film was completely forgotten. How I cherish such moments, nothing quite beats girlie chats after a busy working day. The film can wait! We have known each other since kindergarten days, so there’s always a lot to ‘workshop’! Naturally we couldn’t beat finishing off the night by taking home some delicious chocolate and crème brulee gelati! We are both lucky enough to be visiting Paris later in the year, so I was reminded of my absolutely favourite ice cream shop on Ile St Louis, the little island in the centre of Paris behind Notre Dame. The queues for their delish flavours, even in the depth of winter, extend far down the little cobbled street, but the dark chocolate (chocolat noir) and mango (mangue) flavours are my favourites. To sit and slurp one of these while 17^th century gargoyles look down menacingly from ancient buildings above, artistic performers busk on the bridge opposite, and chic Parisians rush past on their way to some fabulous long luncheon appointment, is to truly feel romantically ‘frozen’ in an era gone by. As one of my favourite authors and artists ‘Sark’ philosophises: Life is all about seeking out and exploring pleasure, lightly scooping it up and ultimately, getting lost in it.. “Let’s magnify our pleasures together, no matter what else is happening in our lives” (from her book Eat Mangoes Naked by Susan Ariel Rainbow Kennedy) see www.planetsark.com for more of her amazing inspirational and uplifting musings and drawings.

Some time in the distant future I will visit the Ile Saint Louis ice cream café every week for a year (when I run away to France) J I do so already in my daydreams!

If, like me, you plan to run away to France at some stage in your life too, be sure to read the entertaining article published on the www.holidaygoddess.com website written by Jane de Teliga. Many of my favourite books by Aussie authors living in the City of Lights cover the subject too: like A Town Like Paris by Bryce Corbett; The Accidental Renovator by Barbara Biggs and the stunningly beautiful At My French Table by chef extraordinaire Jane Webster.

Tell me what you plan to do with your one wild and precious life? (Mary Oliver, poet, 1935 - )