Wanderlust is back! The Sinai Desert

We have active wanderlust and I couldn’t be more excited for the upcoming trips. Since my last account was hacked, I’m going to be reposting some of my favourite photos from my best trips on my instagram page. 💕

The Sinai desert was full of wonder as underfoot the moon like appearance gave us an unfamiliar feeling. As the sun set and the stars graced us with their genuine mind blowing show, we gazed open mouthed at a sight never before acknowledged in such a way. 💫 This place felt magical and mystery filled the air as much as the coldness did during the transition from day to night. 🌓 We made bread and danced around the fire while drinking sweet hibiscus tea from an aluminium kettle 🌺 Memories like these are timeless.

My twins grew up - am I sad?

Returning from the final destination of our 18th birthday celebrations I quietly sit and wonder what I should be feeling.  

As I Mum, I've worked so hard to raise the twins to be amazing people - and they are.  Doing this as a single mum has been a total joy.  There's nothing negative to say about it at all.  Without having my children, I definitely would not be the person I am today.
As they receive my love, freely I give more.  Easily. Willingly.   So, you might say, I'm very proud.  

Spending time together is amazing. Always we have created adventures and seen places with gasps of Wow in the air.  Most travel is accompanied by a little stress through security, passport control and long queues. This is the bit I favour the least.  After getting though the other side, coming home to a little housework which really can't straighten out the neglect that has taken away the warmth of my Home while I worked way too hard these past 4 years or so, I notice a change.

My daughters boyfriend has surprised her with a return trip similar to the one we have just returned from.  My son off to his girlfriends instantly.  They have plans to travel now too.  None of this I mind.  On the contrary.  It's a wonderful experience for them and I'm so pleased they have found their own wanderlust and independence.  A job well done.  Well done me.

My fluffy dog, in need of a haircut, makes a fuss of me and I aim to sit on the floor sorting through the suitcases.  Wondering.  What should I feel right about now?  Proud of course. Excited for them.  
An air of excitement for myself perhaps. For I can see adventure coming my way too.  When my time caring for mum is done I plan long haul trips with my laptop 'working' with the wanderlust in mind. It'll be great. Of course my twins will always need me.
Perhaps, no not perhaps, this IS my time.  Time to enjoy the life I should have had in my 20s but knew nothing except for work.  Time to make even more amazing new friends, to spend more time with the older friends who have stuck around so long while this Tazmanian devil does her thing.
Opening up to brand new experiences and doing my best to let happiness flow with ease.  

Aiming not to feel even a little bit heartbroken, yet knowing this is the way it will be.  Reflecting and changing the way I look at things.  Keeping that eye on the prize of Joy. As many days as is possible.

Just as the lyrics of a song which echoed in my ears this weekend in Paris, I hope I can be a part of their world.  Our unbreakable bond is truly magical.  With the best will in the world right now, A little piece of my heart is broken.  While I also just love that I have seen them bloom and grow.  

Time for me now?

Depressed on holiday?

Ok, so I forgot to take my tablets for 4 days.  

I'm not that person though.  Not that person who needs that tablet?  Without which negative thoughts creep in making me feel blue, sad, inadequate and all?  No surely not.

Maybe (almost definitely) it was the fact I have lots of university work to do.  Like, loads.  And in respect to that work I have certainly lost my muse.  What's the point?  You submit work, you've worked hard on it and they give ALL of us terrible marks.  The feedback is written by a child it seems and the entire thing has me blue.

A looming exam Wednesday. I need to revise.  Should I wing it? I'm honestly feeling that I'm at the end of the line regarding this work.  To the point of feeling excited when I talk about quitting.  

12 weeks to go.  IT would be daft right?

Yet I'm not enjoying this holiday like I thought I might purely for the fact of doing all this work.

No editing of films has gone on while I'm here and that's usually my late night love.  

For today, I will put down the books and do something I love, write.  I will edit a film later maybe.  Definitely walk along the beach (if mum is well enough to be left as the took a downturn yesterday).

Such a shame to feel this black cloud approaching when surrounded by beautiful beaches and the amazing blue sea.

Just goes to show, sometimes the bigger picture of what is going on in your life is the exact thing that is bringing you down rather than the surrounding environment.  Does any of this blog post make sense?  I'm not even sure.  Yet If I share a few photos with you now I will feel proud of them.  Showing Jasmine the world and laughing together is a definite way I would love to spend my life.

12 weeks...

Directly outside the hotel is this prom. Great for walkers.

Love locks are everywhere.  

Never ceases to take my breath away

Watching the sun come up from my balcony.  Sigma lens zooms for this shot. 

Our trip to Centre Parcs

You will love this, we had a great time within the trees! Did you see our recent videos of our trip to Centre Parcs in Woburn Forest?

We love all that Centre parts has to offer Just love it!

Would we recommend Woburn Forest? Absolutely.  

The swimming pool has enough whirls and swirls and activities to keep us amused for hours on end.  Walking through the tress is just refreshing and soul filling.  The accommodation quite second to none.

Our second visit here, I could gladly stay for a long time!

Much love

Louise xoxo

This isn't Wales...

Definitely not Wales.  This is Cornwall.

Wales still has my heart. I love it there. Love to spend time there and need to spend more time there.  For Sure.  Yet Cornwall is just delightful too.  A beautiful place with breathtaking (literally) views of rugged coastline.  The beaches, the sand, the joy on surfers faces.  Reminded me I didn't need to be in Australia for this feeling.  It was right here.




What's making me ponder?

Stopping off at Babbacoombe on the Way.  Gorgeous

I know I can visit Wales. I'm not aiming to make up my mind about settling down for retirement (I know that will be full of travel all over).













Yet I've a responsibility to Mum.  To give her a place to be in her twilight years where she can look at a view;  spend time with us.  To create photo books and memories.

Could it be here as well as wherever the Wanderlust takes us?

Surfers

Could I learn to surf perhaps?

 

For sure I need to eat more fresh fish! That could be on the cards.  All those Omega 3 fatty acids for my brain...

Life felt simplistic today...

Beautiful Padstow is a haven for artists.  I'll leave the paintbrushes alone and keep the camera handy instead.  Makes complete sense.

A writers retreat? 

My journaling month #najowrimo

This page sits empty as I attempt to edit and click on 'view'.

IT's empty?  That can't be.  I'm way too busy to be journalling, yet journalling is just the thing I want to be doing.  What is stopping me?  I'm a night mare.  How can it be that I am not logging the 500 words per day I had planned for myself.

Enough times I have been quoted on the internet that this is my passion, this is what I want to be doing with my life.  Writing.

Hash tag am writing.  #amwriting - everywhere. Yet am I?  Mentally yes!

So here we are with nothing more  than a title beginning on July 1st.

NaJoWriMo.  What does that mean? Some of you may remember last July I wrote a short novel in Nanowrimo which means national novel writing month.  NaJo is national journal writing month.  I love a bit of journalling.  From the pretty stationary isle right down to the actual brain dumping and turning into manifestations.  Gosh, I feel the flow now! It's July 10th (eek almost half way through the month) and I sit in a bar in Gran Canaria hotel with glasses chinking all around me and the sound of charleston type music with plenty of clarinet playing as the professional circus act happens on a tiny stage.  Clapping and cheers of hooray stemming from the audience which includes my amazing daughter and mum.  They are enjoying the show.  I'm happy here.  Not one for home sickness as such (I have wanderlust way too much) there are several things I miss about home.  Writing at my desk being one of those things.  The lighting of a candle carefully cradled by Buddha and of course my hairy companion shihtzu puppy (who's 8) called Harley.  He's always at my side loving me.

So as I type directly onto blogger here, I am unaware of how many words I type.  Not 500 that's for sure.  Yet I'm super keen to get this post uploaded.  Yet again there is so much I have to say.  So much.  

Even though I read back through my muse and I can see my words are flowing faster than my brain which is also flowing very fast.  Am I describing everything enough to you guys?  Mr NaJo says we should write for ourselves.  Yes, I agree, yet there are a few (not many) innermost secrets I will only write for myself personally, but I digress.

Someone on the internet who I follow, love and find inspiring just brought me down.  Watching a IG live broadcast she was explaining how hard it is to make a living online these days unless you succumb to multi level marketing.  Well there certainly is a place for MLM online I agree.  Yet I disagree with all else she is saying and comments like this need to be carefully edited as dreams can get shattered.  For me, and my health issues as well as having to take care of mum now, the only choice I really have is to work online which is handy as its also what I want to do with every beat of my heart.  That dream has never wavered.  Never.  Its even there when I sleep.  Hence, sitting in a bar, missing out on the 'professional show'  -I just can't help myself.  
Love writing. 

Writing loves me.
It flows.
I love it.  Do you love it?

Are you a reader?  Do you journal? I'd love your comments below...

So this lifestyle blogger who loves to create a good book, has promised herself that NaJoWriMo will be published.  July is a definite month to watch.  Holiday, house selling, clearance, more blogging and creating VLOGS to share with you.  
Are you with me through this crazy month of July?