ONE LUCKY GIRL ✨|
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I’m slowly getting settled. My Sydney bedroom is organic and earthy in colours and materials, it’s grounding in its energy. It’s funny how my house up north has an air of sophistication amongst nature, whilst this room is nature in the city. I apparently really need both.
I feel happy waking up in this room. I’m still in transit, I have one foot here, one foot in my house, trying to find my balance. I’m driving up again this week. I’m one lucky girl to have them both!
THE LIMIT OF THREE |
my father, a wise, intuitive man, taught me the limit of three:
if you know it’s wrong, try to change it once
try to change it twice
the third time, accept, and walk away if you have to
I’m patient with others
I’m compassionate
I’m understanding
overly so, my friends would say
but I have my limit
the limit of three
when I reach my limit
there’s always a three in the rear-view mirror
I hit my three this week
and I’m walking away
I turn a corner I cannot unturn
onto a new street.
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maybe I’m not acknowledging him enough, my wise father
a role model that makes it hard for any man to measure up
for my father is an man of uncompromisable integrity
of calm wisdom
of simple deep love
and yeah, he is handsome too…
