Monthly Archives: October 2015

A Day Out – Halloween 2015

Today, 31st October 2015, is The Kid’s 13th birthday. What did we do? We went on a Mum & Son Date to Joondalup Lakeside Shopping Centre, that’s what.

Or, more specifically, I dragged The Kid to the shops while promising him a chocolate treat. And that’s exactly what he got.

Max Brenner‘s chocolate bar is the first of its kind in Western Australia. In recent years, there have been many chocolate bars springing up all over the country, and Max Brenner just happens to be one of them.

What can I say. Chocolate. Yum. That’s all.

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The Kid and I are chocolate afficionados, but this chocolate sundae managed to defeat us.

Happy 13th Birthday, Jack! Love you lots, and proud of you, my little man! ❤❤❤

Doors : OLD

Old doors are intriguing. What have they seen? Which famous historical figures passed through them in the olden days? What do the scratches, marks and scores on them mean? When did someone patch them up? How many layers of paint do they have, peeling off in places to reveal a myriad of colours and provenance behind them?

What secrets do they hold?

Aldous Huxley mentioned doors in this quote, which I found on this site, and I think old doors hold true as “doors of perception”:

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Here are some of my favourite old doors, curated from Pinterest. Yes, I have a great fondness for grunge, texture and the rich patinas that come only with age.

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Random Gelli® Prints I’ve Made

I haven’t been creating any Gelli® prints lately, as I’ve embarked on a Cert IV in Veterinary Nursing and now my time’s taken up with reading all I can on the subject, or doing my online Assessments. Next Monday, hopefully til the end of my course, I start my Work Placement with a vet clinic about 15 miles away from home. Wednesdays and Fridays then, will be when I go to the Dogs’ Refuge to sit with my fine, furry, four-legged friends.

Anyway, I was going through my vaults of Gelli® art print images, and felt it’s time to once again share them with you, dear friends.

Feel free to download, copy, paste, collage, print etc etc if you like. Tell your friends, too! Enjoy!

(The use of the name Gelli® is by kind request and permission from Gelli Arts®).

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I had a dream…

I had a dream
I was on a mission
With some people I knew
But I only knew them in my dream
We were to travel on a train
But I got there late
And the train was pulling away
With my friends on it
Someone said there’ll be another
Along very soon
So I waited on the platform
With some random strangers
Making idle chat

Sure enough
The next train turned up
It was an old-fashioned steam engine
Like the Hogwarts trains
From the Harry Potter movies
This had individual compartments
And handsome interiors
Plush and velvety
I got on with my new friends
And found a seat
I hoped my friends in the first train
Would know to wait for me
At our designated meeting point

Then the door to my cabin opened
And a handsome face appeared
A blast from the past for sure
It was someone I’d lost
In a relationship
It was my husband
Who’d gone his own way
To search for himself
And left me for someone else
Had his cakes
And ate them too
He saw me, came over
Grasped my hand, hugged me to him

I said “I’ve missed you terribly”
And he said the same back to me
It felt so good to be reunited…
Only, this Wasn’t my husband
This clearly was someone else
But it felt so real, so familiar
This handsome face
This beautiful man
This man was a god
This man was… Rick Grimes
From The Walking Dead
Well, it was only a dream
Remember?

I can dream, can’t I? 😉

Poem by:
AlyZen Moonshadow

Image source: Google Images
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True Friends, False Friends

There are true friends and there are false friends. True friends accept you for who you are, no questions asked. False friends are two-faced; nice enough to your face, and then behind your back they’re busy stabbing you. True friends can go for years without talking to each other, yet when they eventually meet it’s like they were never apart, the years simply melt away. False friends say they’re there for you, yet are the first to turn away or go silent just when you really need them.

I know some people who boast that they have over 5000 friends on Facebook. Well, I’m sorry, but up to 95% of these friends would just be those that were added by “stealing” from other people’s friends list. “Oh, hey, look, we’ve got ONE mutual friend. We really MUST become friends, it’ll be so much fun!” These kind of “friends” are merely acquaintances, not real friends. And once added, they’re promptly forgotten. They were added for the simple reason of increasing someone’s social circle so that whatever that person says or does gets spread further and reaches a wider audience. It keeps the Ego happy to think it’s getting all that attention. Instant Superstar Fandom!

Am I right, or am I right? 😉

Growing up, my family moved very frequently with my father’s government job postings. I learnt at a very young age to make friends quickly, and not get too attached to them, because every 2-3 years we’d uproot ourselves and move away. Today, I can count my oldest friends on the fingers of one hand. I go for Quality, not Quantity 😄. But these are the true friends who never judged me, never expected anything from me, never indulged in backstabbing or taking sides, or pretended to be my friend. I may or may not have several other “true” friends on Social Media…only time will tell if they’re true or not.

Friends come and go. People enter your life for a reason, and once that lesson has been learnt, they leave. It happens, get used to it. The trick is to not get too attached to people. That way, when the split occurs, as it invariably does, it won’t be so difficult to get over it. Yes, it sounds harsh, and yes, it does hurt at first, but take it from a veteran of 22 moves in 45 years, and from someone who’s lived in 6 different countries and continents.

And yet, just when you think you’ve got it all sussed out, sometimes those friends from long ago, the ones you believed lost to time and space, the ones you may have lost touch with, or fallen out with, quibbled with, neglected…sometimes Life surprises you bymaking them show up again in your life. I don’t believe in accidents. These things happen for a reason. Perhaps another lesson to be learnt.

I found some quotes about real and false friends, on Google Images. All credit of course goes to the creators of those images, and copyright remains with each image.

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DOORS : Red

Red is the colour of assertiveness, luck and prosperity. Many Chinese like to paint their front doors red, to invite these qualities into their lives.

Red is also quite simply a wonderful, vibrant colour to have in one’s home. Some people like painting a feature wall red. Some like whole rooms in that colour, while others choose to use red as an accent colour.

Red is dramatic. Red is romantic. Red is hard to miss. Red certainly makes a statement.

Here are just some of my favourite red doors, that I’ve found on Pinterest and pinned to my board “Doors”. All credit and copyright belong to the various original photographers, that goes without saying.

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Standing Out From The Crowd

So many of us have been damaged by what the Media puts out. Day after day, relentlessly, we are bombarded subliminally (and not so subtly) by advertisements that try to persuade us that we need this product, that dress, those shoes, this watch, that mobile phone, those adventure holidays, etc etc etc to be Happy.

Find the right Man! Find the right Woman! We’re told that in order to be happy, we must go dating, we must find our Life Partner, we must play Happy Families and bear children. Anyone caught not playing this grand game is labelled an outcast. Everyone who follows all the rules blindly is praised. Those that belong ostracise, criticise, look down upon those that don’t belong. Does that sound familiar to you? It’s Bullying, for want of a better word.

Well, it’s time some of us took a stand. There are people who don’t fit any one stereotype. Who don’t fall into a neat category. Who keep changing and evolving and defying any attempt to pigeonhole them. People who fly in the face of tradition, who blaze their own trails, who do their own thing.

And who are proudly Happy with themselves.

I am one of these people. I’ve fallen so far off the railtracks that I’m my own caravanserai, in a world both foreign and familiar at the same time. I have no guides, no elders whose paths to follow, no single bright star in the night sky. I navigate by moonlight and womanly intuition. (Okay, and by Google as well 😄). I explore any and all vistas that interest me. I wander, but I am not lost.

And I am not the only one on this Journey. There are millions of us out there, quietly seeking our own Enlightenment in our own way.

Society should learn to leave people like us alone. Instead of expecting us to conform, fit in, fall in with the rest of them, they should respect us and acknowledge that each and every one of us here on Earth is a unique individual being, who should be allowed to freely express themselves in the way they want to.

Is Society so afraid of Anarchy? Does Society tremble at the thought of the exercise of free will and free thought? Is that why schools these days don’t teach students to think for themselves, but rather try to get them to all learn the same thing the same way?

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(Image source: Google Images)

As human beings, we have been evolving for a very, very long time. Now that we’ve reached the stage where technology has accelerated beyond the speed of light to become our new God, is it any scarier to consider that perhaps our brains are catching up? It’s not all about computers and gadgets, parties and raves, let’s all sing the same song, Kumbaya, though…some of us still have the ability to read a real book, formulate original thoughts, to be different, to stand out from the crowd.

How long that will last is the big question. Will Technology brainwash us all into mindless sheeple, to the glee of the Masters in the upper echelons of the Elite? Is it easier to just give up and conform, like a Stepford Wife? Or, to be quietly rebellious, like Offred in The Handmaid’s Tale?

If I stand in the middle of the desert and shout out what I know, will my words be carried by the winds to the ears of those who would hear? Or will they simply fall upon the sand, to be covered over by time?

I haven’t written in a while…

Dear Younger Self,

I haven’t written in a while
I know I really should
My life has been a-changing
Just as I knew it would

I’ve come a long way from that time
When work was all I knew
And Life was all for paying bills
And looking after You

There’s more to Life than this, I thought
Than working like a slave
Where everything costs money
And it’s impossible to save

Until the penny dropped one day
I ploughed the same old furrow
And then the thought did come to me
To stop living for tomorrow

Fell off the rails I did, you see
When offspring did appear
The race was there, but not the rat
– I suspended my career

I’ve spent the last decade or so
A-wandering on my own
There are no roads, no paths to take
No places I have known

One day I came upon a track
And wondered at its presence
Was there someone else like me out there
Or was it my own essence?

Had I been wandering round in circles
And come across my past?
If so it’s time to make new tracks
And get out of there fast

So, having lost and found myself
I see the World with new eyes
For Change to happen, You have to change
That’s what you have to realise

Dear Younger Self, I know I haven’t
Written in a while
I’ve laid the path before you now
So, step out with a smile

Be not afraid of things unknown
Be brave, be bold, be wise
And speak of things you know are true
Expose Society’s lies

There’s more to Life than paying bills
And saving for the future
Enough of following like a sheep
Now You must be the teacher

Poem and artwork by:
AlyZen Moonshadow (moi!)
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Freebie: Sit And Watch The Leaves Turn

Here is another inspirational/motivational card design from my partially abandoned project. Feel free to download and print it if you like. It makes a handy bookmark, if you, like me, still read real books.

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This one’s especially for my dear readers in the Northern Hemisphere, who are now entering Autumn and Winter.

Here’s a little Haiku I wrote about the turning of the seasons. Enjoy!

Red sun sets early
A gentle breeze blows through trees
Leaves twirl, turn and fall

Soon the Harvest Moon
Then evenings will draw closer
Now watch the leaves turn

Winter is coming
A mighty wind is brewing
More leaves are turning

Embrace the season
Be calm, and still your movements
Sit, watch the leaves turn

AlyZen Moonshadow

DOORS : Rainbow Colours

Here are some rather vibrant doors, to cheer up your day. If you’re already having a smashing day, good on you, and these images will only make you feel even happier.

If you already have a front/side/garden door as colourful as these folks, I’d like to shake your hand and say, “Well done!” Because your life is surely an interesting and brave one. And if you happen to actually be the owner of one of these doors below, I would absolutely Love to hear your story, and how you came about it.

If you happen to have a similar colourful door yourself, and would like me to include it in a future blog post on doors, please contact me! 😊

(Curated from Pinterest, and pinned to my own Pinterest board, “Doors”. You can find me there by searching under my name AlyZen Moonshadow).

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