* Talk to the amazing Donna this morning for the first time. She is energy aware and throaty and divine and bolstered me to dream BIG.

* I “drop by” the shops to get some more canvasses. I didn’t realise the Christmas shoppers would be out in their hordes on Sundays. Makes me really, really glad we are having a love*filled and present*less Christmas this year.

* Driving, I sing to U2’s One, and really HEAR it for the first time.

“We’re one
But we’re not the same

We get to carry each other

Carry each other…

Love is a temple
Love a higher law

Love is a temple

Love the higher law

One love
One blood
One life

You got to do what you should

One life
With each other



One life
But we’re not the same

We get to carry each other

Carry each other



* Our team BBQ this afternoon out by the river. Mike and I decide to work off our four steaks and two vegetarian sausages (respectively) by climbing a mountain. It was good to be out there again, walking in the alpine country. We met a caterpillar friend and decided half way up that following the contour trail was too dull for us go-getters, and bush-bashed our way to the top. We felt like CHAMPIONS up there.

* We walked our way to the other side of the mountain, and looked out to a gorgeous view of Cotter Dam. So worth the scratches, just to see the place where the valleys, lakes and mountains reached to kiss the sky.

* We stumbled our way down. I have scratched hands and a smile on my face.
Somedays it is those serendipitous adventures, those ones that just HAPPEN, that are the best of all. It gave me faith that I could do just as I pleased. And if that means not following the trail, then I will have a damn good time of it.

“You don’t get to choose how you’re going to die.
Or when.
You can decide how you’re going to live now.”
~ Joan Baez