A work in progress 

I often describe myself as a “work in progress “and I truly do believe that’s a good definition of who I am. Yet the other day someone said that by doing this I was putting myself down. 

Am I? 

You see as far as I am concerned I have a lot left in this life to learn. That’s not to say that I haven’t achieved a lot I certainly have, but there is so much out there left for me to absorb. 

I love the fact that the world is full of knowledge and life that I have yet to learn or experience. Places to visit, people to meet. Every one of these new moments crafting me into someone new. 

I cannot describe the joy I feel when my mind gets blown by something I never knew. By an emotion I have yet to feel. 

I absolutely love being a work in progress, it allows me scope to make mistakes and try again. 

Perfection is so overrated. 

You only have to look at the beauty of a broken jug to know that life is a celebration of imperfections.

I do not see the image of myself as a work in progress as a put down or a lack of confidence, far from it. I see it as an adventure, a adventure of a lifetime yet to live.

A story of moments, experiences and sensations.

I cannot wait.

Reflective practice

At university we are studying the art of reflective practice and I am absolutely loving it.

“Reflective practice is a dialogue of thinking and doing through which I become more skilful.”  Donald Schön

I think it’s should be taught everywhere in schools and especially to those getting married.

I mean how incredible would it be if our partners ( or ourselves) sat down after an argument and reality reflected.

What  happened?

Why did it happen?

How did you react?

How did you feel?

What would you do if it happened again?

What if my darling (annoying) husband sat back after one our numerous arguments about him not remembering things and thought, this argument happened because I couldn’t be bothered to write a date in my diary. The wife was annoyed, I got defensive and shouted, I  then felt like crap. So if I remembered to remember it may not happen again.

What if my girls who have now just screamed and shouted about how I’m ruining their lives reflected on this. I was asked to bring my bacterial growth experiments otherwise known as my bowls and cups from my bedroom down to the dishwasher. I was asked numerous times, the last time my mom warned me I would lose my mobile for an hour. I couldn’t be bothered to bring them down and now I have lost my phone. I feel angry and annoyed but on reflection next time mom asks I may just do it.

See how awesome reflective practice is.

To be truthful this is only scratching the surface, I am so looking forward to learning more about the practice as I think it’s an invaluable tool to be used. But I honestly think it’s something we could all really use in life.

Like right now as I’m sitting here feeling sick from the chocolate I have just eaten maybe if I had reflected on this a few weeks ago I may not again be sitting here feeling yucky, but then again it is chocolate so maybe not.

The colours of India

I have an urge travel, this is rather new to me as I always believed that I was a homebody by nature.

But as I am getting older I have this burning desire to explore the world.

To see different cultures and places.

To learn, to observe and  to experience.

To venture to places I have only read off.

One of the countries on my wanderlust list is India.

I am so taken by this beautiful country

All the images I see are full of vibrant colours.

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From clothing to buildings, India just seems full of energy and life.

I would love to explore this country.

To taste the all the different types of food, already my mouth is watering at the thought of the aromatic spices that will fill the air and tingle my taste buds.

A friend who has visited India described it as intense.

Intense in everything it does.

Nothing is dull, the county just explodes colour.

“I had been seeing the world in black & white and, when brought face-to-face with India, experienced everything re-rendered in brilliant technicolour.”

KEITH BELLOWS, NATIONAL GEOGRAPHIC SOCIETY

 

I can imagine this to be true and I was interested to read this wonderful infographic presented by Great Rail Journeys, India in colour 

Its rather fascinating as it explains some of the meanings behind the colours.

It has only added to my desire to visit this beautiful country.

This vibrant, exciting colourful country.

 

 

 

*I was given an Indian gift pack for writing this post, but all words and opinions are my own.

Room to grow – Book Scheme

To say that we are a household of book-lovers is a little of an understatement my husband calls my bedroom the library and my girls rooms are not following that far behind.

Yet over the last year or so I have noticed that the girls were becoming more likely to pick up their smartphone than they were a book. Now I wish this was because they were using a kindle app but no they were mostly using social media to chat with their friends.

Now I can excuse my older two a little as they have to do a giant amount of reading for their forthcoming GCSE’s and A Levels but my little one she has no excuse.

So when I received an email from Room to grow – a book-share scheme I decided it was a perfect way to encourage her back into books.

Room to grow is a children’s bed and furniture website now you may ask what that has to do with books. Well the company was so shocked at the recent statistics regarding the level of literacy in this country that they decided they wanted to do something.

Did you know England is the only developed country producing school leavers who are worse at reading than their Grandparents? According to a recent study by the organisation for Economic Co-operation and Development adults aged 55 to 65 perform better than 16-24 year olds.
A survey by the National Literacy Trust recently revealed that fewer children read in their own time, one in five are embarrassed when caught reading a book and one in three said they only read when they had to.

How truly awful are the above statements. I hate that children are embrassed to be found reading a book. I have spent many hours lost between the pages of a good story.

I have also spend many hours curled up sharing stories with my four girls. Watching their faces and their eager anticipation and what happens next.

Thankfully the company Room to grow were shocked and that they decided to fund a parent book share scheme. The concept is super simple but super fantastic too.

1. A book is sent to you
2. You return the book using our prepaid envelopes
3. You continue to receive books over the course of 3 months (minimum)

I love this

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We have already received our first book and my daughter is off on the adventure you can only find between the pages of a book.

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I think as parents we have an obligation to introduce our children to the world of books. If not only for the sheer pleasure one can get from reading but for that fact that no matter how quick the worlds technology may grow you always need to be able to read be it on a screen or in a textbook.

The literacy rate should be rising not decreasing.

I’m just so thankful that Room to grow is making an step to encourage this and in the words of the companies director.

“If Room To Grow can help even a single child understand or maintain the joy of reading and create an unending affection of books, then that can only be a good thing.”

Anne Davis, Room To Grow Director

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Life is an experiment

“All life is an experiment. The more experiments you make the better. ”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

I found myself struck by the above quote today. It wasn’t new to me, it fact it’s one I’ve read many times before, yet for some reason today I read it with new eyes, a new understanding.

Maybe its the journey I’ve been on the few years, so many things have not gone as I had planned or even perceived. The twists and turns of my life have left me suffering badly from motion sickness. But unlike some crazy fairground ride my life hasn’t stopped in a few minutes it’s carried on and forward.

Don’t get me wrong it’s not all been bad,along with the darkest of moments there has been have been ones of pure light and unadulterated joy. Life has certainly been for living that’s for sure.

Like the quote states the more experiments you make the better, The decisions I’ve made in life haven’t always been the best but I’ve learned from mistakes, changed where things when wrong. Rectified and moved on and in doing so got better at it (I hope).

I have to smile at the youth of today they seem to expect everything to come easy to them. Life does move at much faster pace but something’s take time. A friend of mines son was so sure it wouldn’t take him long to learn how to drive. I mean hey he had watched his dad do it so many times. It looked easy enough and on his xbox he was one of the highest scorers in that driving game.

So when he stalled the car over three times on his first driving lesson he became disheartened and gave up. “driving was overrated ” it seems.

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I’m sure most of us would smile at this story but I asked myself the question “am I any different”.

I have started things I was sure I would achieve only to struggle and lose my way. I’ve given up on things rather than persevere. I’m not proud to admit this but it’s true.

Take blogging as an example so many times over my first year I nearly gave up. It seemed that nobody was reading and that everyone else was having dramatic success.

Then I looked at what I believe to be the core reason for any success. The reason for doing!

Why did I write? Why did I blog? I could carry on filling notebook after notebook with my words and not stress over people’s opinions or views.

The reason I write is that I wanted to share my words with others in hope that someone may take something away from them, may enjoy them, relate to them. So I’ve carried on and far from being one of the top blogs I’m slowly building a community of readers that I’m proud to be part of.

My friends son, he is still young but I’m sure there will come a time when wanting to drive will become more important to him than his pride. When he needs a car for his chosen career or transporting his family round. He will get back behind the wheel and restart his driving lessons.

Life is full of challenges and lessons that we need to learn. I’m learning to embrace them.

I was once told ” the only truly stupid question is the one you didn’t ask”. I love this philosophy of life.

I was glad of this reminder today. Life is an experiment but remember some experiments bring incredible results.

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