Rosebud Foreshore

In my back yard - what is this leaving Australia a week ago?

Water has always captured me with its softness and fluidity, and the many ways it can be used to transform so much of our world.

Water for me means refreshment, not only physically but also spiritually.

I'm standing on the Rosebud Foreshore on the Mornington Peninsula in Victoria. The western sun burns my face while out to my right the glassy water of Port Phillip Bay washes across my spirit; to my left the whir of human life assaults this peaceful world; and in the centre of these two opposing forces I stand alone just being and feeling both worlds.

Living on the foreshore is like living in a mini-city. It has an energy of its own: birds chatter in the trees; wind sighs in the branches, and lifts the skirts of tents to find the hidden secrets that lie within; crushed granite roads crunch announcing the presence of humans walking off last night's overindulgence.

Some people come to the foreshore to escape their dull existence; some come to relax from the ringing telephones and busyness of a fast paced life; old, young and in between; rich and poor; and there are some like me who are travelling around Australia.

My interaction with the residents of this mini-city has been minimal. A friendly hello, nice day, and a chat about how the fish are biting is all that matters at the moment.

I'm perplexed by this simple communication, but at the same time I'm at peace. Something is happening deep within my spirit. Sometimes I feel as though I'm not quite here, like I'm floating on another plane wanting to reach out and see further than I can physically.

Whether I go to the shops, walk along the beach and the pier, walk in the foreshore camping ground, in the National Park at Point Nepean, or simply working at my computer on my next novel, that sense of detachment from the real world is there. I believe I'm changing but I don't know where that change is going to take me. It's exciting because I like change. I'm at peace because the great creator of all life can be trusted. God is in charge of my life and I believe he's drawing me closer to him.

Will I fight or accept this change? That is the question, but as time goes on, I'm leaning to acceptance. There is much peace about this circumstance. Even as I write this blog there is a sense of release of power within me I don't understand.

Trust, he's never failed me in the past, so why should he fail me now.

So I trust, just be, and let God, because he knows what he has planned for my life. Have you been in this circumstance and wondered what it's all about? I'm interested to hear about your experience.

Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained

Have you ever had a dream you wanted to see fulfilled and thought, 'I wish I could do that, but it's just too big a project and I'm not sure if I've got what it takes'.

I've heard these or similar words so many times throughout my adult years that they got me asking myself why people think they can't achieve their dreams. If everyone thought that way we wouldn't have the wonderful inventions that help make our daily life easier.

The biggest reason most people have for not achieving their goals or dreams is because they can be frightened of failing, or worse still, succeeding. These are real fears and are at the extremes on the failing/succeeding scale, and they are ones that must be overcome if you're going to realise your dreams.

So how do we overcome these fears? The first question to ask yourself is how much do I want see this dream fulfilled? This seems like a simple question, but is it really? What's behind your thought process that you're wanting to achieve your goal? Am I doing it because I want fame? Is the goal going to change people's lives in some way? Or is it something I want to do to see if I've got what it takes to complete a big project? Am I doing it because I want more financial independence?

These are all legitimate questions, and each of them impact on how you approach the task of achieving the goal. You can work toward your goal but the journey to the ending is different in each scenario. Fame can be a wonderful thing if you seek attention, but what happens when you get bad attention, will the end be worth it and can you live with negative press? Changing people's lives is a noble thing to do and is a great legacy to leave behind for the next generation. There aren't too many negatives there. Working toward your goal to see if you've got what it takes is another good reason to be goal planning. In this scenario, it brings to mind my philosophy of life - nothing ventured, nothing gained. If you don't try, what hope is there of achieving.

When I wrote my first book all I saw was the end: 200 pages of text. Wow, how was I going to achieve that? If I was going to achieve the writing of the book, I told myself, to get writing and don't stop until I've reached the end. Okay, I started, and after a couple of hours of typing my story I'd thought I'd have several pages done. To my disappointment I'd only done a page and a half. My self-esteem was squashed and for several days I agonised of whether this writing caper was for me.

Many people go through this time of doubt. The project is so large they have no idea how long it's going to take and whether they have the time to do it. They become overwhelmed, but if you're meant to be working toward your goal the project will still be in your head nagging to be done and it won't go away.

If this is the case, you're meant to go ahead with your project, so be brave, step out and give it a go, but before you start think about your motivations for wanting to achieve the goal, because it's your motivation that will be a major part of whether you succeed or fail.

Until next time, think about your motivation and then we'll look at the best approach to take to achieve your goal. Leave me a comment to let me know your motivation or perhaps you need some help in clarifying what your motivation is.

Daring To Dream Again ...

King Lake, Victoria

As I hear about the flooding in Queensland I'm reminded it has been two years since the raging bushfires swept through Kinglake in Victoria destroying everything in their path. These catastrophic events are part of the Australian life but that doesn't make it any easier for those who are caught in the middle of the events losing family and friends and everything they own, including their treasured family history in the forms of photographs and mementoes.

Both of these events have seen me in tears as I watched the destruction happening before my eyes on the television. I can't begin to imagine what it must be like for the people who are experiencing every terrifying second that unfolds.

Last week we stayed in The Gum Trees Camping Area at Kinglake National Park, 65 kilometres north of Melbourne. It was a welcome break after the hectic pace of Christmas in Melbourne: a time to reflect on 2010 and what I'm expecting for 2011; and also time to think about the lives of the people who are still living in Kinglake two years on.

A walk down the main street of Kinglake showed me a close knit community brought together by life threatening events. Groups of people sat together in fellowship. The storekeepers were friendly and open to us strangers welcoming us into their community. I felt encouraged by these people who'd been through so much but could be so open and friendly to us.

Out of the town we drove along the quiet, eerie roads that had been devastated by the fire. Here we felt the oppression of lives lost and dreams that might have been. I couldn't stop the tears that rained down my face when I saw the letterboxes standing at the front of the properties that no longer held a house, and the precious lives that used to live within the homes. We drove this road for no more than a few minutes when I asked Frank to turn around. I couldn't take any more of the sadness that had crept upon my spirit. Some of the people had died and some had left to live elsewhere. Who could blame them when their past lives had been swept away from them?

Kinglake is a place of dreams damaged and dreams lost, but it's also a place of faith and hope for those who decided to stay and rebuild their lives. Hope can be seen in their faces, their new homes and the reaching out to strangers. I've decided the people of Kinglake, both those who decided to stay, and those who have moved on are courageous. Neither of these groups of people are right or wrong. They've made a choice based on their own abilities and talents, personal history and dreams. Well done to all of you!

In the forest, we saw the charred trunks of the trees standing like sentinels, a reminder of the destruction, but our hearts were filled with gladness when we saw the new growth emerging from the forest floor. Most of it was about a metre high and there was evidence of wombats and echidnas, and an increasing number of birds seemed to come in daily.

The bush was regenerating. The trunks of the burned trees had new shoots coming out of their blackened trunks seeking the food they need for survival. Soon the lower shoots will fall away as the trees become strong and lose their charred skins and grow new high branches that will give them the nourishment they need.

There is new life happening in Kinglake and the surrounding areas that were burned in February 2009. For the flooded areas of Central and Southern Queensland new shoots of hope will come for you, too. But first, I encourage you to allow yourself to feel the pain of your losses, and grieve for them, and when the time is right for you, take hold of all the courage you can muster and step out in faith. Soon hope will come to you, so that you, too, can dare to dream of a future again.

Happy New Year

The first week of January is an exciting time for me as I reflect on the year that's closed and the one that's opening up before me. It's a time to think about whether I achieved my goals last year and why I may not have achieved them and what I want to achieve in the 360 plus days ahead.

2010 was a great year with my goals achieved, ie., African Hearts contracted, meeting many new friends, and my next book, Behind The Masks, working title, well on the way to completion. Also, surprisingly, one of my dreams was realised: we bought a caravan and we're now travelling around Australia; and my son became independent and moved in with friends. These last two were surprises, but nice surprises. Dan is managing very well, and so are Frank and I as we travel throughout Victoria.

My goals always include my writing goals and how I can improve my writing. This year, as I reflect on the mentorship I did last October, I want to continue to improve my plotting structure and my characters' motivations for acting as they do. By asking many more questions of my characters I believe I will get to know them at a deeper level in all facets of their lives. Questions like what makes them angry; who are the people who annoy them most and why; why do they like the particular genre of music they listen to; or read the books they read; and if they could have any occupation in the world what would it be; and many more questions to get to know them better. With getting to know the characters at a deep level makes them real three dimensional characters that my reader will be able to relate to and hopefully see them in the same way that I do.

Also on my list of goals for this year is encouraging others to reach their goals. During our travels around Australia I hope to come across others who have a passion they want to see fulfilled. Walking the journey with others in their chosen field to reach their goal is a passion of mine, although sometimes I can come across as a hard taskmaster. I have high standards for myself and I expect that high standard from others, too.

Sometimes we underestimate what it will take to achieve our goals, and it's so easy to become disheartened when the going gets tough. When the hill seems too steep, it's important to persevere no matter how slow the progress is. Believing what we are doing is the right thing for us is what will carry us through the dark moments as we strive for our goal. Everyone has these moments of doubt that sneak up on us when we least expect. We can be working well toward the goals when doubt hits us broadside leaving us disillusioned and wondering if we're meant to be going in that direction.

Hold fast when this happens! Don't be discouraged, and don't listen to negative comments that seem to come at you from all directions. For various reasons there are people in this world who may not want to see you succeed. Ignore those people. Instead, set you mind on the goal with greater determination than before, say no to distractions, and work until the goal is reached.

You are not alone in reaching for your dreams. Every person who wants to achieve faces highs and lows, it's how you deal with the highs and lows that helps you achieve your goals. During the next few months, I'll be blogging on how to overcome the patches of doubt that creep up when we least expect. Until then write to me and let me know when you're feeling lost on your journey to goaldom, and I hope I can encourage you to step out and continue to look forward.

One Sleep...

One sleep to go and we'll be on our travels. It's been an amazing six weeks as we've prepared to leave home. More emotional than I'd thought as I sifted through my son's childhood possessions and sorted them for keeping or passing them on to a needy child; flicking through photo albums and remembering special times at home, and other travels we'd been on.

I shed tears for the closed chapters of my life, but it was also a time to share with my son where we'd been in the past nineteen years and where our dreams and hopes may lead us in the future. Those six weeks were filled with bonding experiences that we will never forget.

While we embark on our new adventure, our son, Dan is embarking on his own with full-time employment and a possible opportunity to live and work in America within twelve months. So it's not change just for us but for Dan, too. And that's the exciting thing about life. We never know where it's going to take us. The tears and reminiscing are part of the journey and it's important to take the time to live these special moments. God always said to me that Dan was mine only for the first twenty years of his life, and now that the reality of him reaching for his independence is here, it's quite a challenge to accept the finality of him becoming independent as he continues to live at home with friends.

However, with us leaving home, the transition has been that much easier. I have much to look forward to with the travelling and release of African Hearts. It's left me wondering how others who don't have a travelling adventure to look forward to cope with this change. I'd be interested to hear how others have lived through this part of their journey. Please leave a comment.

The past few weeks have also seen the final proofing for African Hearts being completed and ready for printing. Much work goes into this phase of the book's production that I'd never thought about until now. These learning experiences inspire me to lift the bar higher for my next work which is already well under way. Being on the road will refill my creative well and enrich my writing in new and extraordinary ways.

I'm thankful for this opportunity to travel and write. Another great thing about our travels is being able to connect with my husband on a deeper level. The years of child rearing and earning a living can strain a marriage in many ways, and being able to re-connect and form new bonds and reminisce about the past will bring a deeper intimacy to our relationship that I'm really looking forward to.

I'm looking forward to sharing our Writing All Over Australia journey with you every few days, so make sure you stop by to see what we're up to.