Weird times

My staying off the internet is strange and I’m finding it hard to do.   Yesterday when I tried to use the device that connects me to the internet (a TPG box) I discovered it had a flat battery.   A replacement battery costs over $60 yet I am tied into a contract with a network provider (Telstra) for over 12 months.   I have to pay monthly instalments regardless of whether I use the TPG device or not.   There is no alternative but to buy a replacement battery but my finances say no to that for this week anyway.   I’m typing this in the local library – not the most comfortable place to blog so it’s not something I plan to do often.

Being off line has given me some perspective – I’ve decided to do less prompts for a start.

This morning I realised that even though I have been blogging frequently it feels like a very like long since I said anything meaningful.   

So – that’s the situation.  Who knows when, why or what I’ll  blog in the future.   Thanks for reading.

Dreams and reality

Before I went to bed last night I read the prompt on  A month of haiga – February 6 – dreaming.   Falling asleep I hoped I would have a good dream that would inspire a haiga.  

It was a hot night.  I have weird dreams when I get hot during the night.   Sometime during the night I woke up from a completely crazy dream –

In my dream all the text messages. Facebook messages and blog comments we send had become conscious.   Their one desire was to reproduce themselves and grow, grow, grow.   Somehow they had taken control of our hands so that we sent more and more messages and wrote more and more comments – often the same one with minor variations.   If we stopped texting and commenting  our hands would fly up and hit us on the head.

The irony of the dream is I’m using a device to tell you about it.

This is the third time in the past few days this message about getting off electronic devices and the internet has come up for me.   The first time was during a meditation, the second time was in my post about the new moon and now it’s come through in my dreams.   It’s definitely time I listened to the message – I need to break from blogging and social media for a few days – unfortunately I have become addicted!



Think global–act local

There is a new type of haiku prompt on  Carpe Diem Haiku Kai                                                       

– ‘special feature “Carpe Diem Vernacular … with a twist” and the goal is to (try to) translate a classical haiku from it’s “classic” language to a haiku in your own language. This means that I will challenge you to “translate” a Japanese classical haiku, in Japanese, into your own language.
Let me give you an example:
For this example I have chosen that famous “frogpond” haiku by Matsuo Basho.:

furu ike ya kawazu tobikomu mizu no oto

the old pond;
a frog jumps in —
the sound of the water

© Basho (Tr. R.H.Blyth)


As usual my response is a haiga rather than a haiku (I’m a visual thinker).   Also I guess people all over the world call mosquitoes mozies plus with Zika Virus my haiku is probably more global than local but for its worth – here’s my attempt at a haiku in Aussie vernacular.


A path less travelled

Time is intense these days – it often feels like there is not enough of it – other times it seems to drag and become endless re-runs of the same old, same old – the same streets, the same shops, the same houses, the same people, the same routines etc.

The first that popped into my mind when I read the blurb on this week’s WordPress Photo Challenge – A bend in time  was an affirmation I ever learnt way back in the mists of time in the last century.    Somewhere on my travels I came across a strange little book by “The Game of Life and How to Play” by Florence Scovel Shinn (b. September 24, 1871, Camden, New Jersey – October 17, 1940). (Wikipedia). describes  Scovel Shinn as ‘an American artist and book illustrator who became a New Thought spiritual teacher and metaphysical writer in her middle years.’

People talk lightly of books that changed their lives but this book truly did change mine for it was the first time I came across the idea that our thoughts influence our reality and that we can use affirmations to change both.   I no longer have a copy of Shinn’s work – after a while I found the language a bit dated and the religious overtones off-putting but many of her affirmations are emblazoned in my mind and I still use them.  I find her affirmation “In my universe there is always time” to be a really effective way of centering and slowing my thoughts down when I get into those panicked states when I feel I haven’t got enough a time to achieve the things I need to do.

This week was a crazy week for me.   Early one morning I took a deep breath, said Florence’s affirmation and went for a walk along a path less travelled –



I discovered I wasn’t alone –


Starting afresh

new moon.

It’s new moon on February 8 – the same day as the Chinese New Year and the beginning of the year of the Fire Monkey.   According to the astrologers 2016 will finally get going with this new moon.  They say it promises to be an exciting, creative year with lots of opportunities to connect to our passion and rekindle the fire in our own hearts.   At the same time there will be competitive, even explosive energies to contend with.  Finding balance and doing things that help us to feel at peace will be very important. 

2016 got off to a slow but strange start for me and many of the people I know.   I took the photo here during January’s new moon but somehow forgot about it until today.  I spent most of January sorting things out –  on all kind of levels.   For weeks I was convinced that the creative project I needed to focus on was creating an eBook of haibun I had already written.   I kept working away at this project – trawling through my blogs looking for haibun to include – editing them – re-writing haiku etc. etc.   It went on and on and got nowhere.   Every time I opened the computer file my eyes would glaze over and I would start dozing off.   I figured I just needed to get more disciplined and work harder but somehow I couldn’t motivate myself to do that.   It took till today to realise that my heart just isn’t in this project and I’m really not the slightest bit passionate about it.   Finally, at the eleventh hour, I have decided to give up on it and get on with doing the things that make me feel excited and alive.   Just why it took me so long to realise this I’m not quite sure – like I said the year got off to a slow, strange start .    Maybe the project will emerge in a new, better brighter form at some time in the future but for now it’s dead in the water.

prompt:   Bastet’s month of haiga – February 4 – sunset