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I have been unwell now since August 2009, with Fibromyalgia that was diagnosed at the end of February 2010. I have been reading this week about the mind body connection, how what we think affects our body; and about yoga in a book called "Yoga as medicine", by Timothy McCall. The yoga book was a lucky find at the library - it has sections on yoga as therapy for specific ailments including

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On Essential Prose Zoe asks the question "What does your blog want to be when it grows up?"When writing the List of the things I wanted from the new year, blogging was on it. I wanted to have a blog, because I was reading blogs, and enjoying them and thought "I could do that too". So I began the blog, then other things got in front of it and it didn't get off the ground.Joining in the NaBloPoMo

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This is a tiny visitor that I had last summer. Sitting at my desk in the study, I was vaguely aware of something moving behind me. It jumped right in from the verandah, across the family room and behind my chair, stopping in the corner beside my desk. I thought it might be a baby cane toad (a dreaded introduced species which eat the local frogs). It was so tiny that I couldn't really tell was it

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Today was the end of my tax return - I finally got it done. Why do I put it off so long? It wasn't even that difficult once I got down to it.This evening I had a lovely dinner with the people from my old team at my job. It was wonderful and sad. It was to celebrate the good times we had, and a last goodbye to me as their boss. They thanked me for being a good boss and it was important for me to

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On my List for the year is Creativity through knitting. Years ago I knitted - a lot.I was given my first knitting set by an Aunty when I was four years old. It had 4 little balls of brightly coloured wool and a pair of red plastic needles. It was a gift to help ease the experience of my first visit to the dentist to get a tooth out. I don't remember what I made, but I know by the age of twelve I

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A Rose for the Anzac Boys by Jackie French is one of the best books I have read. It is a YA (Young Adult) book, but don't let that put you off, if that's not your usual genre. This is a wonderful book, so well written, that tells a beautiful story.It is the story of Midge and her two school friends Anne and Ethel, who take themselves of to France during the First World War to run a voluntary

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Just a few days ago I stumbled across NaBloPoMo (National Blog Posting Month). It was one of those serendipitous things; in an unexpected email. Write a blog post every day for a month. It seems like just the thing to get my blog off the ground.It all began at the beginning of the year when I made the list for the year of things I would like to happen in my life. One of them was "to write a blog"

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I finished up yesterday in a position I have worked in for fifteen years, and these are the flowers given to me by the people in the team I led. Aren't they beautiful? They are so perfect, so beautifully formed I want them to last forever.I loved this job, and yet it was challenging and consuming. I struggled with it for along time, compromised my health to do it and finally made the decision to

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At this time of year I find myself thinking about the year ahead and what may come from it. It spreads out before me, an unknown, and I want to put some shape to it. By the end of it I want to be different in some way from what I am now, to feel that I am progressing in some way and not stagnating. I think about my desires, what I want to have and to do and I think a little of who I want to

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