Monday, December 31, 2012

#reverb12 Day 31: Love to you, wherever you are NOW


It's hard to know where to start! Is this really the last day of #reverb12?

My feelings are mixed and the answer is mixed too. I write this with equal parts sadness and relief. And, yes, this is the end but it really isn't either.

Of course, after today there will be no more daily prompting under the auspices of #reverb12.  But I also want to shout NO! This is not the end of our time together! 

It's true, many of us will be continuing to work with our prompts well into January, me included. [Anyone feeling even slightly conflicted about this should read Jenna McGuiggan's superb piece Life Isn't A Calendar. Amen, sistah!] And, of course, there will be similar stuff throughout the year as far as my usual I Saw You Dancing posts go.

But beyond the prompts and the tweets and the logistics, I feel so grateful to come through this experience with the most exquisite gift ever: a tribe of true kindreds. And if you're reading this, I am talking about YOU!

You who blogged a response to every single prompt, and tweeted a link to your post as well. You who didn't blog a single thing but read the prompts when you could and thought about them as you went about your day. You who retweeted every one of my prompts and spread the word about #reverb12 to everyone you know. You who responded to the prompts via instagram. You who blogged sometimes, journaled sometimes, did what felt right. You who started out then fell off the wagon. You who joined on the second last day. You who used the prompts as catalysts for the most incredible, searing poetry I have ever read. You who became my friends, on your blogs, via twitter, in life.

Special thanks must go to my beautiful guest prompters: Ruth, Jan, Noël, Lana x2, Bron, Jani, Loukia, and Cam. Cam also made the phenomenal blog button which captured the spirit of #reverb12 so well.

Thank you all. From the bottom of my heart: THANK YOU.

I am humbled and privileged to be starting a new year with you in my corner. Call me cheesy but I honestly believe that, together, we can do anything.

So today, in celebration if this incredible time and space we are inhabiting, here is the final #reverb12 prompt:

Take a moment to yourself, somewhere quiet.

Take a deep breath, and if you have the time/space/inclination do something that has significance for you e.g. light a candle, brew a put of your favourite tea, play your favourite music, whatever.

Think back to where you were all those moons ago, on 1 December when you started #reverb12. All the way back then, I asked: "How are you starting?"

Now, I am not going to ask you "Where are you finishing?" because this is not the end. What I want to ask is, "Where are you now?".

You have spent a month honouring everything that has brought you to this place: the highs, the lows, the messy middles, the exuberant rainbows, the turbulent storms, the fresh strawberries dipped in dark chocolate, the too-tight jeans, the unexpected windfalls, the toddler tantrums (theirs or yours!), all of it.

You have thanked each end every one of these things for the things they have taught you and brought you, and fully know that they reside benignly in your physical, emotional and spiritual being. You know know that while they brought you here and will always be with you, there is no reason for them to hold you back any longer.

You are standing where you are, all that you are, splendidly imperfect and right in the middle of this messy delicious life.

Take another deep breath.

Now quickly and without thinking too much about it, finish these five sentences:

2013 is going to be MY YEAR because...

In 2013, I am going to do...

In 2013, I am going to feel...

In 2013, I am not going to...

In December 2013, I am going to look back and say...

And you'd better believe that I'll be back here in December 2013 for #reverb13. Can't wait to celebrate our incredible year here together again.

Love from the roots of the trees to the lining of the clouds,
Kat x


Sunday, December 30, 2012

#reverb12 Day 30: What can you celebrate NOW?



Today's incredible guest post (and stunning art) comes from my succulent wild friend Ruth. To be honest, I saved Ruth's words and images until [almost] last for good reason: as we near the end of the year, I wanted us to be galvanised by her exhortation to cultivate our lives as manifesto.

Often we see our life as a humongous journey, and we believe that not only have we not arrived at our far away desired destination, but we also think we must accomplish x, y, and z, before we can declare with satisfaction that we are THERE. 

For a moment, take a close look at who you are NOW. See what you can declare. 

Merge the past, present, and future into one big ARRIVAL. 

Describe joyously and in great celebration the BEING that you ARE. 

(If you like, try writing this in third person as if you were a news reporter and this article about you is appearing in a publication you love and respect.)

I love the way this sums up all we have been doing over the past month. All this soul-searching has been bringing us to this very place that Ruth so beautifully celebrates: exactly where we are, right now.

Thank you, Ruth.


Saturday, December 29, 2012

#reverb12 Day 29: Have you heard your word?



What word did you select to be your travelling companion in 2012? What gifts did this word bring?

What word will you choose to guide you through 2013? What do you hope it will bring into your life?



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Friday, December 28, 2012

#reverb12 Day 28: How will you overcome *those* fears?



Think of three things that daunted you in 2012: how are you going to work towards overcoming them in 2013?



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Thursday, December 27, 2012

#reverb12 Day 27: How will you honour your creativity?



Today's guest post (and beautiful stained glass art) comes from my dear friend Jan, who continues to soar, a phoenix rising from the singed shards of a life bravely lived. Today, Jan honours a topic close to my heart:

How did you make time for creativity in 2012? 

Looking back, is there one creative time or one particular creation that stands out for you? (Maybe you could share it here?) 

How will you continue (or start) making time and space for your creative passions in 2013?



If you're joining us for the first time, everything you need to know about #reverb12 (including a list of daily prompts, as they are published) can be found here and here. You can jump in at any time (even now with only a few days to go)!

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Wednesday, December 26, 2012

#reverb12 Day 26: How will you make time?



How do you intend to carve out more time for the things that are the most important to you in 2013?




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Tuesday, December 25, 2012

#reverb12 Day 25: How will you be vulnerable? And Joyeux Noël!



Today's guest post comes from the stunning Noël (photo credit: Christine Mandich).

Her name means Christmas in French and, for me, she completely epitomises the spirit of #reverb12: deliciously curious, bravely compassionate and surprisingly fierce. Today, as always, she challenges us:


How will you be vulnerable?

The soft white underbelly, the flaw in the armor, the Achilles' heel -- weaknesses are what make us the most human, the most beautiful. 

Next year, how will you tend to your vulnerabilities? How will you build them a shelter from the storm? How will you put them through physical therapy? How will you find a way to make them work to your advantage?  

Thank you, Noël, for perhaps the most poignant question of all.




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Monday, December 24, 2012

#reverb12 Day 24: Your most important habit?



What is the single most important habit you intend to cultivate in 2013?



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Sunday, December 23, 2012

#reverb12 Day 23: What will you let go of?



Name three excuses -- stories you tell yourself that are holding you back -- that you are going to let go of in 2013.



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Saturday, December 22, 2012

My week's reverberations




Day 15: What tingled your tastebuds? 

To be totally honest, I can’t think of a stand-out meal this year, at home or out and about.

It has occurred to me, though, that I am a total sucker for anything that promises a salted caramel experience... despite never actually having eaten a decent salted caramel, well, anything. This either makes me a hopelessly romantic optimist or completely insane (as per Einstein’s paradigm).

That said, I did fall in love with Prosecco Aperol when we were in Germany. I am not a fan of sweet drinks as a rule, but there was something about the fizzy tartness (complete with sprig of mint) which was an oasis in the intense heat radiating from the concrete jungle.

Day 16: Who inspired you? 

So many of my #reverb12 kindreds have shared that their children continue to inspire them to live more, play more, feel more, be more. I can totally relate to this.

Right now, my daughter is a few months away from her fourth birthday. She is a bit frazzled from the activity and emotion that pervade this time of year, on top of her usual (quite busy) routine.  But in the main, she eats well and sleeps well and is loving and delightful. She is also unnervingly articulate, emotionally intelligent, and devastatingly witty. She’s beautiful and I love her to bits and wouldn’t trade her for quids. And I can’t imagine life without her.

Except she is also at an age where she is testing absolutely everything. Her behaviour is tending towards the implacatably fussy and stubbornly unreasonable. The kindest description of her developmental phase is “looking for boundaries”. She is looking for them alright. In fact, she is slinging highly precise poison arrows at them... and finding my most vulnerable spots.

She has been behaving badly. And I have been responding badly. She has an excuse: she’s three. What’s mine?

I’m flawed. I’m still trying to work it all out. I’m still learning what it means to set healthy boundaries. I’m trying hard not to play on endless loop all the times I have misunderstood what she was trying to tell me and just got frustrated and made the situation worse.

In any given day, I falter, I stumble, I fall, I scream, I crawl. I do all over again. And again.

I fear I am messing her up, making her fear that my love is conditional, showing that her mama will walk away when making choices gets tricky.

Sometimes, it’s true. I have to walk away. I feel so stuck and frustrated. It’s clear that I am not helping the situation. And I have a built-in paranoia that I am going to do or say something I regret.

But walking away makes things worse. It sends her into overdrive. I am working on staying put, taking a deep breath, standing still with my horrible feelings and her confronting behaviour. But I don’t always manage it.

Deep down, there is a part of me that is secretly proud when she pushes back and refuses to take any crap from me, chastising me when I let her down. It seems she is not internalising any of this or blaming herself. She is just the unlucky one who got the “stupid weird Mummy, who keeps walking away all the time” [her words]. She is wise beyond her years, astute, brave.

And then, in a blink of an eye, she is three again. Tiny and vulnerable and confused and so very disappointed. “My Mummy is gone forever!” She wails, even though I am just sitting in the next room, trying to calm myself down and drown out her screams, “My Mummy doesn’t like me.”

I want to tell her: It’s not true. I love you. I’ll always love you, whatever happens.

I want to tell her: The one I don’t like is me. I’m working on that. Because I can see that if I hate my self I can’t truly love anyone.

I want to tell her: I’m working so hard but I don’t always get it right. This is hard stuff.

I want to tell her: I’m so very sorry. You deserve better. I am trying to do it better.

I want to tell her: Please don’t give up on me.

Day 17: How did you make a difference? 

I received a Christmas card from a treasured colleague and friend yesterday that said, “Kat, thanks for another fantastic year of work – your work makes us all look a lot better than we really are (well, me for a start!).”

Aside from being quite characteristic of her endearing communication style, these words confirmed something to me that I have suspected for quite a while.

I’ve shared elsewhere my realisation that my life’s work is to heal, with words. Something I learnt in parallel to this is that in addition to healing, my craft can add a certain magic where there was previously cynicism, deflation, disinterest. Although I did not change the world or help the needy in my day job, I certainly got a whole lot of people feeling like the work they did was seen and valued. I made them look good! But, more importantly, I made them feel good. I worked my magic and showed my colleagues on paper and pixels just how important they are to our organisation... and also convinced our organisation to commend them for their efforts and support their recommendations for change.

And, other than my gifts becoming more visible in our team, this also yielded an incredible treasure for me. That is, I discovered a small number of kindred spirits, fledgling creative beings caught in the corporate vortex that could I tenderly offer a lifeline.

We often assume that mentees get the best part of the bargain but these relationships are teaching me just how much pride and satisfaction there is in sharing the love with someone whose journey is just beginning.

Writing this, it awes me just how lucky to I am to have this day job. Although really, luck has not been a part of it. I have worked assiduously (though sometimes despondently) towards this role every day for almost 16 years. It does make me wonder, though, why I am so keen to leave it and try my hand at something new. True, I will have the safety net of long service leave when I spend five months building up a body of writing work next year. But I see though that pushing myself to take the leap and stretch my wings is almost as important for my employer, my colleagues and my kindreds as it is for me.

Day 18: The colour of you? 

This year, it was more of a colour combination that made my soul sing, namely blue and yellow (or blue and orange). I love the way these colours pop against each other. The speak of the sun and the sea, of freshness and freedom, of clarity and depth.

Some telling signs: my 2012 vision board is crammed with nautical colours. I also started a Smash journal as a kind of inspiration repository for a home beautification project. Every page is crammed with navy and cream throws, turquoise cushions, floor to ceiling windows, ocean views.

The truth is, I have a long-held dream to live closer to the sea. It may be an inherited dream: my Mum always longed for a beach house and we enjoyed the occasional family holiday on the coast (even though her dream was never realised). For me, a beach house represents family time consciously spent. It speaks to me of fresh air and salt cleansing, of early mornings and early nights, of chilled wine and seafood on the balcony, of feet up and the newspaper crossword or a novel in hand. It speaks of rest and rejuvenation away from the busyness of home and numbing defaults such as television, computer, playstation.

I have the feeling I will be continuing to manifest these dream colours in 2013.

Day 19: How did you nourish yourself? 

I spent much of 2012 much as I had spent 2011: tired and depleted. I comprehensively stressed out my immune system, vulnerable to every bug my daughter picked up at kindergarten, alternating between pseudo-ephedrine and antibiotics.

I lived for my morning coffee. I suffered the worst asthma and hayfever in almost ten years. I continued to put on weight. The dodgy disc in my lower spine gave me more grief. Sugar, alcohol and impulse spending numbed out my shame, momentarily. I stalled on all of my creative projects.

It took some brave conversations with my therapist to get me to wake up and see what I was avoiding and why.

I found a new Pilates instructor and signed up for weekly Pilates/yoga classes in a quiet supportive environment (in a convenient location and at a very reasonable price). I made an appointment with a wonderful naturopath. I learnt that I had adrenal burnout. I explored different dietary options. I swam, sometimes, and rode my bike often. I got serious about vitamins. I learned how to work with my need for comfort, how to understand my true hungers. I downloaded guided meditations to my iPod and listened to them before I went to bed. I started dressing up, for me, again. I bought underwear that fitted me properly (and OMG I can’t begin to tell you the difference that made!). I signed up with a creative coach and identified my heart’s true desire and set about a creative plan. I started to say no to social commitments, eschew e-courses, set boundaries around toxic people. I invested in my spiritual life. I learned to look after my skin. I painted my nails fun colours and found a new signature scent. I embarked on a massive decluttering project. I went to the theatre and live music. I took a leap into social media and my blog life to the next level. I made plans for the new year.

Next year, I want to build on these things and gently build a routine that creates room for play and for joy, for discovery and for love.

Day 20: What was lost and what was found? 

In 2012, I lost the last of my grandparents. As I processed my loss – and witnessed the impact of grief on other members of my family – I grew into a new understanding of how my family works and why. I saw what we are afraid of and how. I saw what we tried to protect ourselves, and each other, from and the myriad ways in which that harmed us more than the apparent dangers ever would. I saw the caricatured limits we imposed on our behaviour – either you’re like him or you’re like her; sunny side up or total catastrophe.

In 2013, I want to lean in and trust my own path. Even if it grates against everything I have known and trips every old wire I have entangled in my heart. I am tired of being more afraid than I need to be. I am tired of being silent. I want more room for me, in my family, in my closest relationships, in my psyche. I want to (re)find me.

Day 21: What’s on the dream list?

Three years ago, almost to the day, I started this blog. At the same time, I enrolled in a lovely e-course (my first!) called Mondo Beyondo, which taught me how to dream. As in, really dream!

At the time, I thought that if I published my dream list, the sky would fall in, my heart would explode, the entire universe would shun me. So, of course, I posted it to my blog. And all I got was sweet notes of support from all over the globe, and the chance to witness all sorts of lovely people post their own lists, encouraged by my act of bravery.

Other than sitting in my blog, a hard copy list is sitting sealed on my altar, patiently waiting to be opened. I feel like the time is nigh. In early 2013, I plan to open that list, and revisit it here. I am going to honour the dreams that I had that no longer feel true. I am going to celebrate the ones that came to fruition. I am going to tenderly gather the seedlings that have not yet sprouted and transplant them in the nourishing new year soil.

So, stay tuned!

#reverb12 Day 22: Your most important gift?




What was the greatest gift you received in 2012? What was the greatest gift you gave?

What do you intend to give yourself in 2013?



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Friday, December 21, 2012

#reverb12 Day 21: What's on the dream list?



What items did you tick off your dream list in 2012? What other, unexpected, dreams came to fruition?

What are the top three items on your dream list for 2013?


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Thursday, December 20, 2012

#reverb12 Day 20: What was lost and what was found?



What was lost in 2012? What do you intend to find in 2013?



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Wednesday, December 19, 2012

#reverb12 Day 19: How did you nourish yourself?



How did you nourish your beautiful body in 2012?

What self-care practices will you take with you into 2013?



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Tuesday, December 18, 2012

#reverb12 Day 18: The colour of you?



What colour best represents the year you had in 2012? And why?

What colour would you like to invite into your life in 2013? 

Be as literal or metaphorical, clever or crazy, or just plain off-the-wall with this as you choose! Can't wait to read your responses to this one!


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Monday, December 17, 2012

#reverb12 Day 17: How did you make a difference?



Today we are fortunate to have another guest prompt and photo from my lovely friend Lana who, as you can see, inhabits a most gorgeous part of the world (literally and metaphorically).

Actually, I'll let you in on a secret: when I invited Lana to submit a guest post for #reverb12, she sent me many! And they were all so fabulous, it was so hard to choose between them and impossible to limit myself to one. So here's her second marvellous question for the month:

Think of one person whose life you made a difference to in 2012.

What did you gain from this?

How will you continue to make a difference in 2013?



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Sunday, December 16, 2012

My week's reverberations


Day 8: Your most important relationship?

I've often been told by people who read this blog that they are surprised at (and sometimes, dare I say, grateful for) the vulnerability I am prepared to share in this space.

If you are one of these people, then it may surprise you to learn that I am nowhere near this open and articulate when it comes to verbalising my feelings. Like, in person.

Don’t get me wrong, if we met you’d probably find me warm and genuinely interested in talking about the most important things in life with you… just moments after we met. And I’d always be interested in hearing about your feelings and responding with stories of my own that confirm that I hear you and I get you and I really care about you. All with my trademark dry self-deprecating Australian sense of humour that will put you at ease (if you can actually understand my accent and keep up with my rapid patter!).

But telling you all the stuff that makes me tick? Telling you all the stuff that I’m worried about or afraid of? Telling you the stuff that you may or may not have done that concerns or upsets me or hurts my feelings?

Fuggedaboudit.

And, please understand: it’s not for want of trying. It’s not because I don’t trust you or don’t want our relationship to be genuinely reciprocal. I’m not holding out on you.

My brain is pretty quick, but when put under pressure (i.e. when things get too “personal”) it just freezes. Then I just get this crazy overwhelming irrational white noise and I have to practically slap myself on the back of my head to force a single syllable to tumble out. Somewhere along the line, I must have learnt to protect my less pretty truths, for fear of… what? I’m guessing ridicule or rejection.

My therapist earns her keep, I can tell you!

Maybe it’s as simple as being an eldest daughter people pleaser, an introvert who has learnt extrovert skills, someone well practiced at moulding herself in the image of whatever she intuits is required from her. After all, it’s served her/me pretty well up until now.

The thing is, I am also learning all the ways that this holds me back and impedes the possibility of real connection in my closest relationships. I know I can be hard work. Especially if you’re married to me. And, as none of you reading this actually are, let me just say that I can be a tough nut to crack.

So the relationship I am most keenly investing in, the one I am working hardest to be present for, the one where I am trying to lean in to my truth – by navigating the fog that clouds the journey from my heart to my brain to my voice, and trying to trust that I won’t fall – is the one with my husband.

Day 9: Your favourite book?

Gosh. Narrowing it down to one book really is a big ask, isn't it? I can see why so many of my #reverb12 kindreds really struggled with this one. In fact, I am pretty tempted to smack my own botty right now.

But if push came to shove (and seeing as there’s a spanking looming on the horizon), I'd have to say that my favourite work of fiction was John Green's The Fault in our Stars. I read it in one sitting and it had me enthralled. Actually, it was practically transcendental.

But how could a book about the passionate and vulnerable love between two young people who each have terminal diseases not be? The author avoided every cloying cliché in the book. It was impressively gutsy, it was slightly strange, it was searingly honest, it was bloody hilarious and it felt totally real. As in, what-it-means-to-be-a-human-being kinda real.

As for non-fiction, well, it would be pretty hard to go past Danielle LaPorte's Fire Starter Sessions. It was a call to arms, an ass-whupping, a sweet invitation, a pair of cat's eyes that look right through to your soul. It could be the best ever litmus test for a potential friend or partner.

I’d totally recommend putting these beauties on your holiday shopping lists for the one who gets you and loves you best. And by that, you better believe I mean YOU.

Day 10: Your greatest risk?

I circled the room at least three times. I probably scrutinised every single title on the bookshelves at least once, but I couldn’t recall a single one a moment later. My hands were clammy, my throat dry. The butterflies in my solar plexus had long since evacuated, giving free reign to a hoard of trampolining cockroaches. It was everything I could do not to barf in the middle of the book launch.

I could only see her profile but I could see her frowning. Clearly, she was a serious scowly jowly sort of woman. There wasn’t any point asking her if she’d received my manuscript. Surely, she’d dismiss me as just another painful poseur, taking advantage of her presence at a party just to get her to read my novel. No, actually, she’d look at me then a tired look of exasperation would flit across her brow as she hissed that she’d read it and it was crap and now would I kindly leave her alone.

There was no point staying and I needed to go home. That instant.

I stepped outside the bookshop door and stood on the sidewalk, pausing to watch the rain spill down the eaves. I’d left my cell phone at home, charging on the kitchen bench. My lifelines were gone. I was my only witness. This was it. The moment of reckoning.

I considered: how did I want to be able to tell this story?

You can read the full story here.

And the outcome? Only 2013 will tell. But from where I sit, whatever the happens, I am so deeply proud that this is the story I am sharing with you today.

Day 11: What was music to your ears?

One night in October, I spent a night soaking in the world of Antony Hegarty. From savouring his/her art exhibition, to the moment his/her voice emanated from behind the illuminated curtain, to the finale with special guest Boy George, it was holy, soaring, fragmented, healing, wondrous, monstrous, wounded, pure alchemy.

To get a sense of what I’m talking about, give yourself the gift of four minutes of Antony’s Rapture (video above). For something really mindblowing, have a listen to his/her riff on “future feminism” on his/her Cut the World CD.  And if you’re keen to invest in something truly mysterious, magical and moving, treat yourself to the Swanlights book and CD.

Day 12: What made you dance, what made you weep?

I don’t know if you saw the instagram I took on day 12 in response to this gorgeous guest prompt. If you didn’t, let’s just say it was a bit cheeky.

But in some ways, it wasn’t all that far from the truth. Alcohol is highly likely to make me dance and make me weep. Especially if it’s Pedro Ximenez sherry. Or Rumball sparkling shiraz. Or Ruinart champagne.

You see, I’m not talking about numbing out here. I’m talking about the total opposite: the heightening of intense emotions, one tiny savoured moment at a time.

I could have just as easily been talking about squares of salted artisanal dark chocolate melting on my tongue. Or a long soak in a Badedas bubble bath, good book in hand. Or Hafiz’s poetry. Or the crackle of a log fire in Winter. Or the satisfaction of a finished granny square. Or a truly heartfelt and earnest conversation. Or holding my nose close to the pages of a new book and fanning the pages close so I can smell the freshly printed pages. Or Paul Simon’s Graceland. Or the discovery of a true kindred spirit in a completely unexpected setting (like my day job). Or the sound of a little girl singing to herself. Or piercing sunlight on a crisp cool morning. Or a carpet of red Japanese maple leaves in our back garden. Or holding hands. Or having an all-out boogie to the Dandy Warhols at the Harvest Festival, cider in hand. Or the gorgeous banter and delicious aroma that always accompany my husband and daughter’s baking afternoons. Or the deep sweet cleansing that comes from opening every window to a rain storm after a long hot dry spell. Or a hysterical heaving belly laugh with my sister. Or the sensation of mashing up all the ingredients of my magic bolognese with my fingers before putting the pot on the stove. Or a new hat. Or sitting side by side, colouring in. Or the magic carpet ride smell of rosewater. Or watching Azur and Asmar and My Neighbour Totoro and The Cat in Paris and The Lorax over and over. Or splashing in puddles with our wellies on. Or ticking just about everything off the list before going to bed and waking up to an orderly house on a day where there’s nowhere to be and nothing to do but just be.

Sometimes there’s little difference between dancing the everyday and weeping for the (extra)ordinary. As SARK once observed, so exquisitely, “Succulence is powerful.”

Day 13: some selfie love?

Longtime readers of this blog will know that it took me aaages to post a picture of myself on this blog.

I am not immune to the usual hangups that (especially but not exclusively) gals have about their apperance. I’ll just get it over with and put it out there: in case you didn’t notice, I have horrid skin and my nose is massive and my hair frizzy and I am somewhat overweight.

I’m also a bit paranoid about being identified on the internet. Partly because I don’t want to compromise my family’s privacy and security. And partly because most people who inhabit my “real” (or rather “offline”) life do not know I have a blog… and may not respond favourably to the kinds of stuff I write here.

But, as has consistenly happened since I started blogging, the response to my selfie comprehensively squashed all of the concerns that I just outlined above. So I really totally honestly would encourage anyone who has not yet worked up the courage to post a self-portrait or image of themselves to do it. I’m serious. And if you don’t believe me, have a look at the sweet comments y’all posted that day. Nothing but acceptance and encouragement, people.

I cannot begin to tell you how much I love that.

Oh, and my photo? I took it using Photo Booth the morning before heading out to the So Frenchy, So Chic festival with my sister in January this year. My little family and I had come through a pretty intense holiday season with a renewed sense of loving togetherness. My sister and I had recently started swimming on our lunch breaks and were both feeling fabulous and more than a bit virtuous. I’d recently attended a visioning workshop and felt more clarity and purpose than ever before. I felt light and clear and grounded and full of love. And that’s how I’d like to remember 2012.

Day 14: The path that brought you here?

As you are likely gathering from all of the above, the path that brought me here was more meandering and somewhat bumpier than I might have expected (or hoped for).

But the most important thing I learnt was that fearing and resisting and resenting the path made it hardest to travel. This was especially the case when I was overtired and overstretched: that’s when the shadow-boxing would stop me in my tracks, or I’d start coveting someone else’s journey (and looking extremely unfavourably upon my own progress).

Looking back, I see that days where I stand firmly in the midst of my own story in all of its marvellous messiness are the days that I can see the gorgeous horizon most clearly. The trick is not to stumble too hastily towards the glow ahead, and pace myself so I can still savour the tangy sweet wildberries… and be less naïve about the brambles.

P.S. If you're just joining us, this is my response to the second week of #reverb12 prompts. You can find my response to the first week's prompts here. And you can find the actual prompts themselves, and everything else you need to know about #reverb12, here!

P.P.S. We're halfway through #reverb12, friends! How're you travelling?


#reverb12 Day 16: Who inspired you?



Who inspired you in 2012? And why?

What gifts did they give you? And how will you carry these forward in to 2013?


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Saturday, December 15, 2012

#reverb12 Day 15: What tingled your tastebuds?



What was the most extraordinary dish you sampled in 2012? What made it so magical? 

It needn't be the most extravagant dish, just the one that knocked your socks off with its flavour, texture, aroma, freshness, colour, significance, timing… whatever. Relive the magic and help us savour it with you here.



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P.S Happy birthday to my beloved li'l sis, who rocks the cookie monster cupcake among other things!!


Friday, December 14, 2012

#reverb12 Day 14: The path that brought you here?



Today's #reverb12 prompt comes from my dear friend Bron aka Maxabella (image credit: Dave de Haan). Bron is everything a modern gal aspires to be: wise, funny and supremely stylish. She also rocks this mamahood thing from the zeniths to the nadirs, and if you aren't a part of her 52 weeks of grateful project then you really should be.


Sometimes I spend too long at the end of the year planning for the new year ahead, so something like #reverb12 is so good for me. 

This year was so full of change for me and mine that it feels like it wasn't a "good one". While I welcome the fresh breeze that change can bring, too much change just leaves me itchy and skittish, the ground loose beneath my feet. Then, when things settle again and the road ahead looks smooth and delightful, I think - what's next? 

But I need to remember to look back at the winding path before I start walking.

My question is: what was the most important thing you learned in 2012?


I would like to add: how does this learning shape the path going forward?

Thank you, Bron, for the delicious reminder to stop and inhale the breeze before resuming the journey.

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Thursday, December 13, 2012

#reverb12 Day 13: Some selfie love?



Please post your favourite picture of yourself from 2012, self-portrait or otherwise!



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Wednesday, December 12, 2012

#reverb12 Day 12: Your most intense emotions?




Today's #reverb12 prompt and image come from my friend Jani who is one of the most sparkly and spritely artists ever. (Have you ever received a glitter bomb via twitter? It's pretty special.)

What made you dance in 2012? What made you weep?

In developing her prompt, Jani said, "I love to focus on the things that make people feel deeply - both kinds of emotions, sad & happy, but intense!". A gal after my own heart.

Thank you, Jani, for reminding us to see the gifts in the emotions we may find confronting... even when they are beautiful!


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Tuesday, December 11, 2012

#reverb12 Day 11: What was music to your ears?



What was music to your ears in 2012, literally or metaphorically?



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Monday, December 10, 2012

#reverb12 Day 10: Your greatest risk?



What was the greatest risk you took in 2012? What was the outcome?


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Sunday, December 9, 2012

#reverb12 Day 9: Your favourite book?



What was the best book you read in 2012, and why? (And by "Why?" I mean: Why did you read it? And why was it your favourite? Although these answers could be one and the same...!)


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Saturday, December 8, 2012

My week’s reverberations




My apologies for not posting these as the week unfolded. If you’ll permit me a little “the lady doth protest too much” it was mainly due to devoting my limited time to getting #reverb12 up and running. Oh, and things like life happening while I made other plans.

But I’m committed to doing this each Saturday: posting a summary of my week’s responses. Your insights are, as always, most welcome. You can also link to your own posts in the comments at any time.

OK, so. Here we go!

Day 1: How are you starting?

I am starting December 2013 with a spring in my step and a glimmer in my eye. I have more energy than I have had for a long time and I know that good things are coming. I am looking forward to the festive season, especially as my little ‘un’s anticipation is imbuing everything with a certain kind of magic.

I am also spreading myself a little thin at the moment. And this is precisely when my defences against my gremlins become a little more vulnerable. Add to this a little girl who is still a little needy of Mama’s attention and you have a lot of buttons being pushed.

You are not tuned in to your daughter’s needs! You are so selfish for planning to have all that time to write next year. Why haven’t you done all your Christmas shopping yet? Skipping out of swimming again? That de-cluttering project has stalled and that spare room is a sty. Your husband is so stressed at work, get out from behind that bloody iPhone and actually listen to him. You haven’t visited every single post by every single #reverb12 participant, what kind of host are you? You’re so slack at work at the moment. And what’s with all the comfort food, fatty?

You get the picture.

So here I am, in one of the busiest months of December, in the midst of a very busy but extremely rewarding project, doing my best. Like you, I’m showing up. Messy and more than a bit emotional, but here.

Day 2: Your most significant spend?

This year, I invested in my spiritual life. And actually, I’m not really talking about money.

I’d been dabbling on the fringes of this for a while, reading horoscopes, choosing talismans, researching mythology, purchasing the odd crystal, consulting the oracle. But 2012 was the year to clear off the cobwebs, put my big girl boots on, plant feathers defiantly in my hair and step into the work that I am called to do.

My dear friend Julia gently cleared the path with an excellent tarot reading, an introduction to the encaustic, a magnificent swan blessing, the 9th wave water rites.

I swam into my past. My spirit guides stepped forward. The fox became my pathfinder. Vali was my siren. The lady offered tantalising morsels of wise counsel.

I’ll understand if this is too woo-woo for you but I make no apology. I am no vague-hippy-dippy-patchouli-drenched-stoner-earth-mother-type. (And all due respect to those who fit the “type”. It’s just not me.)

I’m a woman with feathers at her fingertips, snowflake obsidian nestled in her curls, pomegranates resting on her lap, amethyst in her heart and an olive branch snaking around her ankles. The Hellenes and the Celts sing my name. I took one look at the wheel and it disintegrated: I gave birth to catharsis. The fox and the owl are my companions. Quill and ink are my tools, my body is parchment. I am The Hermit’s apprentice.

I am here to heal, using the words that I vowed to suppress, all those moons ago.

I am here.

Day 3: What do you really wish for?

I feel torn.

And I think this is an important clue. Actually, a gift.

My oldest deepest wisest most authentic voice tells me: I want to write that book. Those books. I want to share my words with the world.

And that is exactly what I plan to do next year.

But then, another familiar voice chimes in: what about your family? Why would you not automatically prioritise them, if you had a year to live? Why isn’t that enough for you? Who are you to want more?

And this is exactly what I have been struggling with this week, and where my gremlins have been attacking me most successfully. Sigh! It’s a well-trodden trail.

So what would I wish for?

This: acceptance that this is my struggle, that the push-and-pull will always be part my journey. I am not silly or weak for having these doubts, nor do they mean that I am not worthy of my dreams. And, let’s face it, they don’t dominate my every waking hour. But they do jump in and rattle me, usually when I am spread so thin that it takes very little to splinter me... or when my star is shining so brightly that I am on the point of combustion.

Yup, it’s back to the messy middle for me.

I wish to fully inhabit exactly where I am.

Day 4: How will you celebrate YOU?

I am going to celebrate myself by saying NO.

Please allow me to explain. I have been piking out of things left, right and centre. And have been saying, “Sorry, December is just chockers! Can we catch up in January?” for weeks and weeks now (though thankfully, the majority of my friends are saying the same!). I haven’t exactly been pushing myself when it comes to my day job.

I’m burnt out.

The good news is, I am no longer experiencing adrenal burnout. Actually, my energy levels are pretty good.

It’s just such a busy time, physically and emotionally, and I want to move through it gently and with a modicum of grace.

I want to wrap presents, listening to Sufjan Stevens’ Christmas albums. I want to finish watching my Vali DVD. I want to draw some tarot cards. I want to make some soulful markings in my beautiful soul journal. I want to sip Christmas tea and perhaps nibble on one of my Mum’s gorgeous kourabiedes. I want to gaze out into the garden, lost in lush verdant thought. I want to switch on the fairy lights and catch up on The Colbert Report, glass of sparkling red in hand.  I want to paint my fingernails and toenails vibrant optimistic colours. I want to wear feather earrings. I want to savour sensational Summer fruit. I want to read Christmas books with my little ‘un. I want to sleep in... or take an afternoon nap. I want to open my windows and inhale the breeze.

Funny, in saying no to busyness, I see that I am saying yes.

To my life.

To me.

Day 5: What was your dream destination?

If I am going to be literal...

then I was extremely lucky this year in that I got to visit Berlin, a place that had been on my list for a long long time. And it was every bit as fascinating as I’d imagined. Probably more so.

And if I am going to be metaphorical...

then I have a little confession to whisper. Because while we were in Berlin, I stumbled across a photo album at a flea market. I probably paid too much for it, and it also contributed to a certain excess baggage charge that I won’t revisit here. And since our return, the album has sat patiently and inconspicuously on my bookshelf.

But inside it is nestled a very clear prayer.

Some day, when I have enough runs on the board as a respected published author, I am going to pull this photo album gingerly off my shelf. I am going to dive deep into those photos. I am going to obtain funding. I may even learn German. I will definitely need a translator. I will most certainly have to ask for a lot of help in navigating the bureaucracy of records and the delicacy of memories that are not my own.

Some say, I am going to be brave enough to hear the story of a man and a woman who were in love. Who started a life together on the cusp of one of history’s most terrifying times. Who may or may not have been complicit. Whose photos suggest defy anyone to describe them as monsters. Who stood on the other side of the line to my own ancestors. Whose story deserves to be told.

Some day, I am going to be the one to tell it.

Day 6: What did you learn?

I learnt to use twitter!

It’s hilarious, really. My bff had been saying to me for years: “You should get on to twitter. I reckon you’d love it.”

For whatever reason, my response was always, “Meh”.

I didn’t have an iPhone or any kind of mobile device conducive to tweeting. I was stressed enough by trying to keep up with blogging and responding to emails. I wasn’t on facebook (I’m still not). I couldn’t see the point of signing up for something else. In fact, as far as I could see, everyone was stepping off the treadmill and taking “media fasts” and “digital sabbaticals”. Why fly in the face of public opinion?

But then, one day, without thinking too much about it, I opened up an account.

I searched for, and followed, my favourite bloggers, writers, artists, musicians. I started tweeting links to my blog. It was surprisingly easy.

I bought an iPhone soon thereafter (and fell in love with instagram for similar reasons).

I learnt the hard way about taking precautions.

I felt like I’d stumbled headlong into a fascinating conversation, where ephemeral was powerful and pithiness was king. I met too many kindreds to count.

I was hooked.

Day 7: What will you take with you?

This year, I learnt to walk tall.

My cowgirl boots certainly helped.

This year, I did the final deep cleanse of my psyche. After the great inner excavation of 2011, there was some remarkably resilient residue that needed some pretty intense blasting to shift.

My most intimate relationships were placed under the microscope. The thread that binds my body and soul was severed and soldered anew. My dreams were strained through a sieve.

At the end of 2012, I am taller, leaner, stronger in my core. I am clear, confident and committed. I am ready to turn around, thank the path that has brought me here, then take a bold step in the direction that I have chosen.

I have my internal compass: I have compassion; I have curiosity.

And those delicious cowgirl boots.

#reverb12 Day 8: Your most important relationship?



Today's #reverb12 prompt and image comes from my sweet friend Lana who is currently living in Bangkok and may just have the cutest children in the history of the world.

Considering the idea that nothing lasts forever: what was the most important relationship that you fostered in 2012? 

How will you continue to nurture it in 2013?

Thank you, Lana, for holding this space for us to celebrate our nearest and dearest... including our relationship with our self, our muse, our nemesis (which are often inextricably entwined!).


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Friday, December 7, 2012

My Christmas wish list




My sweet friend Pip tagged me with this delightful little challenge: what five things would I put on my wish list this Christmas? She then upped the stakes by anticipating I’d come up with some “doozies”. So, like, no pressure! He he.

The truth is, when I clear my mind and listen to my heart, I always seem to pine for the same things. So stop me if you’ve heard these ones before:

A clear head and a light heart.

I’m such a lucky girl and have been blessed with everything I have ever wished for. And the things that I don’t have and still yearn for? I see now how I have been getting in my own way, due to deeply ingrained assumptions about my own limited authority and inherent inadequacy. I’m working on it.

Next year, I am striving for a sense of ease. Which sounds contradictory, put like that! I mean, does the striving cancel out the ease? I’m beginning to think not. I have set myself some pretty full on challenges for next year, so I am keen to maintain the gentle routine that helped me incorporate the things that I now see as non-negotiable to wellbeing. Things like: time for the rituals that are meaningful for me; adventures with my little ‘un; quality chat time with my husband; shopping for fruit and veges, and cooking; weekly yoga and pilates; a mostly orderly home; making plans to do fun things.

I want to breathe deeply and just be where I am. But I know that if I don’t schedule these breaths, they’ll disappear in the tsunami of daily life.

Enough.

I’ve been loving Rachel Cole’s Wisdom Notes this festive season. They are plugging me back in to all the things I learnt this year about “comfort” and what that means for me in terms of triggers, vulnerability, and healing. It’s been a lot of work, and it’s still going (maybe it will never end). Geneen Roth’s Women Food and God was an invaluable part of this journey too.

What I want this Christmas is a sense of enoughness. I want to sink deeply into the truth that I have given enough and I have received enough. That I see and am seen. That I am satisfied, through all of my senses and in my mind, body and spirit.

This Christmas, I want to unwire my trigger: the one that alarms me into thinking there’s a scarcity crisis, that I have to compete and prove myself... preferably whilst stuffing myself like the proverbial turkey to numb out feelings of loneliness and shame. This unwiring practically takes a degree in electronic engineering, and daily practice to maintain.

This Christmas, I want to step up to the challenge to be present for all of it, knowing that this is what life is. And that I am strong enough to hold it all.

Energy.

I want to tick some stuff off my panoply of To Do lists! I want to knock over that de-cluttering project. I want to close off some creative projects that have been straggling on the margins. I want to say goodbye to 2012 with grace and gusto.

I want to get rolling on the various domestic projects we have earmarked for the new year. I want to consolidate my writing plan for the new year. I want to have holiday adventures and crafting activities with my little ‘un. I want to get back into the habit of crocheting a granny square (or two) a day. I want to swim, stretch, cycle, walk. I want to get moving into 2013.

Pleasant surprises and bigger mysteries.

I have been so vague with respect to what I’d like for Christmas this year! I really do have so much and, usually, if I want something I tend to work out a way to get it.

Of course, I’m always happy to receive books . My Mum and sister have been furnished with a list, and I just dropped a very unsubtle hint to my husband that a slow cooker would be incredibly useful. So I kinda know what I will be getting this Christmas... but I am leaving room to be pleasantly surprised.

There is a certain delight that comes from opening a gift that was beautifully chosen but completely unexpected. That said, I suspect it will be more a case of savouring the vicarious pleasure of my daughter’s delight in opening her presents, and tucking into Mum’s semi-freddo Christmas pud. That’s OK.

But in thinking about little surprises, I cannot help but remember that there is a bigger mystery at work here. And I am simultaneously awed and terrified. This probably sounds like something incredibly weird to add to a Christmas wish list but I feel like it will be there whether I invite it or not.

Right now, there is space in my little family for one more. And I am desperately hoping this little fox spirit will join us in the new year.

Right now, one of my dearest friends is mourning the loss of her beloved father just two days ago.

Right now, my dear colleague’s lovely daughter (who is the same age as me and has two tiny children) is fighting for her life in intensive care.

Right now, there is searing beauty and scorching pain and everything in between. It is part of the breathtaking mystery of what it is to be a human being and I am humbly submitting to it here.

And, ummm...

In the spirit of what was supposed to be a fun challenge, I’d never say no to Pippa Middleton’s patootie or J.K. Rowling’s fame (and credit cards) or a sweaty wrestle with Ryan Gosling or first class travel always or an apartment in Paris and an apartment in New York. And consequence-free ice cream and annihilation of the zitty gene. And world peace and an end to global warming and an Australian republic and Stephen Colbert being appointed president of the Universe.

But right now, I feel pretty lucky with what I’ve got.

So now I tag:

Cathy
Alana
Cam
Jill
Noël
Jason

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#reverb12 Day 7: What will you take with you?



What's the one thing you want to take with you into 2013?

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Thursday, December 6, 2012

Well, hello there!




Finally, I am peeking out from behind my iPhone to say hello. The Christmas tree is up. Most presents have been bought. The house is somewhat tidy. My little 'un is finally asleep and my beloved is amusing himself with Lego Harry Potter. I have a moment to myself.

It occurred to me that, other than hastily posting an “About me” page, I may have neglected to introduce myself. Forgive me, especially if you’re popping in here for the first time to discover what #reverb12 has to offer.

So: hi! I’m Kat (short for Katerina). How are you? I’m very pleased to meet you.

What am I up to? Well, actually, funny you should ask: I’m in the midst of hosting this #reverb12 blog challenge and I’m delighted with the way it’s going. I’ve met all these incredible new people and have had the privilege of reading phenomenal responses to the prompts that I have written. Like responses that make my heart quicken, my eyes well with tears, my solar plexus explode.

And between you and me, this is the thing that makes my heart sing: writing stuff that affects people on a cellular level. Reading their responses. Witnessing their healing.

We’ve only just met but I feel I can share this with you and I know you’ll get it: I believe I’ve found my superpower, and what I’ve been called to do with this one precious life of mine.

Ummm... apart from that, I have rather a nice life in Melbourne, Australia with my husband and three-and-a-half year old daughter. I journal, I make art, I write, I blog (you may have noticed). I also work part time at a university, the place I have worked ever since, well, forever really.

And here’s some really exciting news: next year I am taking five months of leave to work on a novel (or two) and secretly progress what I have dubbed my “dream book project”. I have a great relationship with a publisher who is very interested in my writing, and it’s now my job to sit down and start producing a body of work.

So, yeah, 2013 is going to be an important year for me.

That said, it has been a pretty arduous road to this point. I mean, pretty much everything I have done over the past three years (especially since I started blogging) has brought me here. And where I am now is the place where I can claim space for me so I can have an important year.

It’s taken two years of therapy, a lot of reading, a heap of e-courses, some talking, the love of a beautiful tribe, a river of tears, and too many stumbles to remember. I’ve flown high above the clouds, I’ve burrowed deep beneath the earth, but right now I am learning to love the messy middle. This is the place where beautiful, real things can be born.

Thank you for communing with me here.

P.S. Yup, I fully plan to post my own responses to the #reverb12 prompts very soon!

P.P.S. Now that you know a bit about me, what not share a little something about you? Like, what your superpower is...? Or what your messy middle looks like...? I'd love to know.


#reverb12 Day 6: What did you learn?



Today's #reverb12 prompt and image are courtesy of my lovely little sister Loukia:

Compare the “you” from the beginning of 2012 to the “you” that you are now. What new skills or talents have you learned or discovered this year?

Thank you, Louki, for a wonderful way to celebrate our new accomplishments this year. You have so many (starting your blog and trying your hand at mosaic-making, to name but two) that I really should stop introducing you as my "little" sister. :-)


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Wednesday, December 5, 2012

#reverb12 Day 5: What was your dream destination?



What was your dream destination in 2012 and why? 

It can be a town, city, country or region -- real or imaginary -- and doesn't matter if you actually got there or not!


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Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Retweeting #reverb12


I probably don't need to tell you that I am no techno genius. Witness the fact that I have two sign-up systems for #reverb12 -- a linky list and a widget on my side bar for receiving posts by email -- that don't talk to each other. Sigh!

But if you're following along on twitter, you may be wondering why I have been retweeting some #reverb12 tweets and not others.

Please be assured that this was no act of favouritism: just ignorance. I had no idea that twitter hashtag searches on mobile devices will not bring up all tweets, just my own and those of the small number of people whom I follow or who follow me.

Naff or what?

I was missing all this great stuff out there and I didn't even know it until I logged on to twitter from my computer, did a hashtag search, then selected "All" from a teensy weensy little line with the options Top / All / People you follow (which defaults to Top!).

Anyhoo, I would like to save those of you who, like me, are keeping up with #reverb12 twitter activity on a mobile device the trouble of logging on to a computer to keep up. That is to say, I'll log on once or twice a day, select All, then RT everyone who has tweeted with the hashtag #reverb12 (provided, of course, they are participating in this #reverb12, not someone else's!).

So, keep yourself in the loop without having to log on, you might want to follow me on twitter.

Just saying.

P.S. I'll definitely try for a more intuitive and streamlined sign-up system next year. Promise!

P.P.S. I received a question in the comments of today's post enquiring as to the meaning of "reverb". It might be a question better directed to Gwen Bell, who started it up, but as I understand (and if memory serves me correctly) it's based on the principle that we should look deep inside to become intimately acquainted with the origins of the reverberations we send out -- especially through the digital world -- and take responsibility for them. I'd love to hear from anyone who knows more, or has other perspectives, below in the comments.

#reverb12 Day 4: How will you celebrate YOU?



How are you going to celebrate your self this festive season? 


If you're joining us for the first time, everything you need to know about #reverb12 (including a list of daily prompts, as they are published) can be found here and here. We're also using the hashtag #reverb12 on twitter and instagram.

We are so very glad that you're here!

Monday, December 3, 2012

#reverb12 Day 3: What do you really wish for?




Today's #reverb12 prompt and image come from my lovely friend Cam aka Curlypops. Many of you may know Cam as blog button designer extraordinaire. What you may not know is that she is also making the most of a life lived on hold:

Living life on a transplant waiting list gives you lots of reasons to reflect on what you've achieved in your life, and what you wish for the future.

Imagine a scenario where you only had one year left to live. What is one thing that you really wish to do that you just haven't had the chance to accomplish yet?

I would like to add: what steps could you take (however small) to ensure that you accomplish this thing in 2013?

Thank you, Cam, for this incredibly important reminder.


If you're joining us for the first time, everything you need to know about #reverb12 (including a list of daily prompts, as they are published) can be found here and here. We're also using the hashtag #reverb12 on twitter and instagram.

We are so very glad that you're here!

Sunday, December 2, 2012

And the winners are...!

Congratulations to the following #reverb12 participants, selected by random number generator at 8pm AEST on this Sunday 2 December 2012:

 


Winner 1: Wendy
You have won Leonie Dawson's 2013 Create Your Incredible Year Workbook & Planner: Life Edition




Winner 2: Little White Dove
You have won Leonie Dawson's 2013 Create Your Incredible Year Workbook & Planner: Business Edition





Winner 3: Tracy Ann
You have won a combo pack of both of Leonie Dawson's 2013 Create Your Incredible Year Workbook & Planners (i.e. Life and Business editions!)


Congratulations, gorgeous gals! I've left you each a comment on your blogs, asking you to get in touch. Looking forward to getting your prizes to you very soon... and seeing how your incredible year unfolds in 2013.

Thank you to all 169 of you for signing up and diving in to #reverb12. It has been my privilege to witness your beginnings over the past two days.