Many mornings I wake up with pages and pages of some yet-to-be-conceived book being written in my head. Some mornings it is a script. and other mornings it is a series of images, most likely inspired by dreams. I look forward to waking. It is one of the most creative times of my day, and it the only time of the day that I just let it be. I nestle into the pillow, pull the covers around me and just let my mind play quietly.
In other news, apparently I do have one male reader. He emailed me yesterday to let me know. It was such a beautifully written email that I wanted to share it with you all and asked if I could write it as a comment to my post, but I had no reply. And I realised at that point, if he wanted to write a comment he would have. Silly girl. But hey, it’s not the first time I’ve scared a male away.
Speaking of males, the Dalai Lama is in town, but not this town. He has just landed in Sydney and will be giving a series of talks, check them out here. Of course I will not be attending since I am on the other side of the world, again. Happens every time he arrives in my part of town, somehow I am elsewhere, what is with that? My friends will be having some special private audiences with him and I hope to be able to share more about all that with you soon. There is also an awesome concert going on as well, this Sunday at the magnificent Angel Place recital hall. If you are in Sydney or near Sydney, do go, you won’t regret it.
In not so interesting news, my outfits du jour have been becoming a little crazy since I have put a ban on leaving the boat until I get my book finished. Yesterday I was wearing this peacock blue dress with gray tights and a cream aymara cardigan, with my hair shoved up on top of my head, dishevelled curls sticking out everywhere, a blue ribbon wrapped around it and one of Marie’s crochet pins in my hair. I was so tempted to show you, but I chickened out. Cooookooo.
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The above pic I took this morning, it is my little tea collection. Oh and a tin of Milo, it seems no one can take the aussie out of me.
I know I know, back to work already. I hear you.
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Well with Manda’s approval below, I am going to keep going, la pipelette is out of the box today. I suspect this could be another never-ending post.
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10:58am: We were all blown away when Australia finally said sorry. tears were shed. lost hearts were found and healing began. I was hoping with all my heart that it was going to be the beginning of a domino affect to spread across the globe. well guess what? it’s Canada’s turn. Go Canada!! I am so so pleased to hear this news, this is another momentous occasion for the survival of humanity.
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11:06am: I’m listening to him. And my favourite song is down the line.
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5:43pm: is 5:43pm too early to pour a glass of wine?
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6:54pm: yes, i’m still working. i think i can see a light at the end of the tunnel. i mean, i think it’s a light. oh wait a minute, ah yes, the brightness button on my screen has been bumped to full capacity. oops-a-daisy.
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7:12pm: i made this today with my dying peonies and astilbes (did I get it right this time? merci à tout!) – a bright little still life for a dreary weathered day…
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7:54pm: French Boy has gone out to hunt. straight to the local indian diner for takeaway. just to give you a clue of what is in the pantry: no bread. no cheese. that about means starvation for me.
and just in case you were wondering, there are now only four days left to send in your submission. just FOUR…
can you tell i cheated today? yep, i just erased the apple core via photoshop.
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and i promise this will be the last entry of the day. i bought jose’s album because it is just that good. and i’ve decided it is not enough to just send you to his myspace, so i have brought you the video of my latest favourite song right here. i advice to turn it up loud as i have been doing all day.
Have a lovely evening, and thank you sooo much for your awesome comments today, i shall respond tout de suite!
i dont mind if you keep talking. . not much else happening here in chicken pox land. so much bed lazing around going on. im new to your blog. i like it lots.
cya 🙂 happy book-making
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One day you will have to tell us about the difference between MILO varieties…
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Moving post
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I love your tea collection, I bought a really pretty tin of black rose tea from an asian grocer a few weeks ago just because I loved the time! As I was reading your post my brother got up to make a milo, now I feel like one too!
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The picture is beautiful. As for apologies, I wonder when our turn will be, here is self-righteous US of A.
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Milo is part of my childhood too and it´s so nice to revisit it through your photos. 🙂
Go Australia, go Canada!
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Lovely tea boxes, but what’s inside? What kinds of teas do you like?
Re Canada: I’m very moved by their decision. Australia’s apology made me cry, too.
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what a lovely blue dress.
and about canada…yes i believe it is a step in the right direction, towards healing…but i don’t know if the rest of the world is then getting the flip side on the news as we are? a lot of the survivors and their off spring, had to deal and are dealing with the re-opening of wounds…and the reminder that they were forced to give up their culture and their language, that they were physically and sexually abused in these state run schools.
since this all began, there has been an increase in depression and suicide…the first nations people…are skeptical about the “sorry” to say the least.
nancy
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Pia, I am a Canadian Living in the US. I spend so much time wondering how Americans can be so passive on many subject. I am afraid the last Canadian election we hired our version of “bush”. devastating to most of us. My father girlfriend off many years now is Native American, she is world renowned Native Costume designer and has taught beautiful crafting techniques to my father and because of it he is featured in many Canadian Museum…my sisters and I have had the great fortune of being part of Native culture…….and our hearts break to know that some political decisions can rip apart families and try to destroy cultures………I do not understand the need to control that American & Canadians in Political standings have…it seems to me that they are the masters of taking without giving anything in return.
Pia thank you for posting this, I also want to say that Apologies are important something that as corine said US feels like they have know one to apologies too…
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Wow Milo! Can’t believe that it still exists 🙂 I loved that when I was little, we had that in Portugal but not here in France.
Wonderful what’s happening around the world, now in Canada too, hope others more will come as there are still so many others.
Your dress is soooo cute, with gray tights …lovely !
Me too I’m more “awake” in the morning, it’s my time to write and to paint, also very late in the night is where I have all the ideas flowing and in the morning they are still there just a little more….realistic I’d say.
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love this post and the still life is simply beautious
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thanks all for stopping by and leaving such thought-provoking comments today.
sofia, i didn’t know that they had it in portugal! i am now curious as to what yours tasted like – as romain mentioned above, there seems to be different types, but all with the same logo. I was disappointed a few months back when i bought a tin of it from the asian grocer and it was NOTHING like my milo that i grew up on! My Mum recently sent that little tin over from oz and french boy and i did a taste test and there is a very distinct difference between the two. looks like we need to line up all of them from around the world and have a milo tasting session!
nadia, what a wonderful comment – it is so nice to learn more about your life and that you have had this personal influence and experience. thank you for sharing.
nancy, thank you. yes, saying sorry is certainly a painful experience for all involved – even when you think of it on a little scale between two individuals. but it is important that it is said and not surpressed, otherwise mistakes are forever repeated. Again, this works on a small scale between two individuals – if the one person who has done the injustice does not apologise, and is not encouraged to apologise, then he or she will continue to act in this way with all people in his/her life, repeating their actions. And on this global scale, we do not want history to repeat itself. that is terrible news to hear that there is an increase in depression – i hope it does not last much longer.
Mary-Laure – I have really not ventured far from the ol’ english breakfast type of late – but in those boxes and on the ocassion, i also love jasime tea and japanese green tea. thanks for asking!
Hope you all have a lovely rest of the day. I just realised that video clip of jose’s has a strange pigman in it. Why? It gives the song a whole different feeling, but still, i find it to be such an empowering song, i’ve been thumping around to it all day.
xx
June 13th, 2008 | #
i really enjoy your blog.
i’ve stumbled upon it by way of livejournal.
i wish it was there!!
(owlacrobat.livejournal.com)
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I love your rambling posts and the way you speak so freely in them. I am totally inspired by your houseboat and have began to alter my dreams. I have always wanted to live in a converted wind meal but perhaps a houseboat would be nice.
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This post is delightful. I enjoyed reading it very much, as well as looking at your gorgeous photographs.
I agree with you, Jose’s latest album is very magical 🙂
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thank you andrea, i am so new to blogland and to be honest i don’t know what livejournal is! there seems to be many things to learn.
emily, thanks heaps, i’m really glad you like it when i ramble! and now with all these positive reactions to it means that i will most likely keep going 🙂 I LOVE the sound of a converted windmill!! That would be awesome!! HAve you read the book “The Bone People” by Keri Hulme? It was a book I had taken from my mothers bookshelf some years ago and I fell in love with her way of life, you might love it too.
Danica, thanks! Oh I’m glad you are into it too – i am going to put the CD on right now.
xx
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Pia, yes in Portugal we had Milo I guess the taste was a little bit of caramel, oh well, it’s been ages since I haven’t tasted so I really don’t remember that well anymore, maybe if I taste it again I’ll remember it exactly. Anyway, I loved Milo and Ovomaltine (this one I can find it here in France).
Now we have Milo in commun too 🙂
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we could start a milo appreciation society. but then would it be a conflict of interest to also form an anti-nestlé association? hmm. food for thought. px
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good news my friends, i just got the go-ahead to post my one male reader’s email as a comment! What a darling, I will post it below to satisfy my aspiration to have an anon. commenter:
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You certainly have at least one boy reading (that would be me).
I think your question is valid, but you must keep in mind that our gender is not very subtle in matters of the heart, and ‘My Heart Wanders’ requires skillful subtlety. This is both a curse and a strength~ us boys want to relate to the women in their life in a meaningful way, but we are much more prone to displays of love which involve explosions, heavy lifting, and steam-shovels (example: taking a week to carve “I love you” into the side of a very large hill).
Boys are naturally “loud and overbearing”- these words describe my youth quite well. It’s through the subtle, inviting, and gentle women in my life (mother, grandmothers, aunts, sisters, friends, and especially my wife) that I have begun to learn this new vocabulary.
I would suspect that the best boys for the project have been married for some time, and can relate the brash, corny, loud, overbearing, obnoxious, heavy-handed language of men (which can be adorable in it’s own right) with the powerful and beautiful subtlety over which woman have such an easy mastery.
All the best,
Pia’s one male reader.
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nope your right, no Milo society 🙂 and look at that wonderful ode to women written by your one male reader, lovely !
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