A change of heart

It turns out that in this present moment I haven’t gained a teaching position for term 1, 2013.

Which I am surprisingly enough ok with. I will admit it’s not exactly where I thought I would end up at the start of this year. I thought finishing my degree would mean that I would start full-time work as a teacher.

But you know what it’s not the end of the earth.

In everything that I have gone through and the stress that I have been put through because of it I am looking forward to having a different year than originally planned.

I have gained employment with a teaching agency which will give me relief teaching work and am hoping to have some other child related work to get me by.

But in the mean time I am happy to report that I have started a new hobby – art journalling:

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The first picture is based on a poem I wrote and thought that it would be a good place to start – actually most of these are just experimenting with ideas. But in terms of having something to write I find myself keeping two separate journals. One for thoughts and one for art.

The second picture is because I always find myself drawing flowers.

The third is because I wanted to see if I could make something look like an old envelope/letter. The stamps in the corner all mean different things to me.

The last one is still a work in progress and the writing are quotes to do with positive emotions and reasons as to why I want to get into art journalling.

In the middle of me trying all of this out…

My Grandpa passed away – Tuesday 22nd of Jan 2013. He did so in a very peaceful way which was what he wanted.

In the past few days I have experienced as one would expect a whole series of emotions.

But ultimately I just want to remember him. When I look back and think about the person who he is… I remember being at school with my Grandma and her telling me he used to be a teacher. I think that over the years of figuring out what I wanted to do with my life, he has had some influence on me being a teacher.

I haven’t had the strongest relationship with him but I think at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter… He is still my Grandpa. I will remember him…

I will go on to someday getting a teaching contract, it doesn’t mean that I’m not a teacher as I am but getting a full-time job might just take a little longer than originally planned.

That’s ok.

In the meantime to those reading this post – despite the not so great quality of these photos, I do hope that you enjoy them.

Signing off – to enjoy the rest of the weekend!

 

 

You’re everywhere to me

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BY THE BOAB TREE – LYRICS:

Sing and I will hear you
No matter where you are
A song to light the darkest night
And guide me from afar

And I will never be alone
Now I know you’re somewhere
You’re everywhere to me
You’re the colour in the sky
A reason to believe
And when the rain falls down
You tell a story
And I will hear you
Always near you
By the boab tree

Lay your arms around me
Like the falling rain
Let the feeling drown me
And life begins again

And I will never be afraid
Now I know you’re somewhere
You’re everywhere to me
The warming of the sun upon
The earth beneath my feet
And when the rain falls down
You tell a story
And I will hear you
Always near you
By the boab tree

Oh you are somewhere
You’re everywhere to me
You’re the colour in the sky
And you’re the earth beneath my feet
And when the rain falls down
You tell a story
And I will hear you
Always near you
By the boab tree

I listen to this song whenever I need reminding that even when loved ones have left this earth – they are still here in some way or another. A week from today two years ago I lost a dear friend – in fact there were many of us that lost that person. I know though – that there is one thing for sure, her love was never lost and never will be…

I’m writing this now because I know that next week it will be harder to do so…

Dearest Amelia,

You’re everywhere to me
You’re the colour in the sky
A reason to believe
And when the rain falls down
You tell a story
And I will hear you
Always near you…

Forever and always you are in my heart.

Ems xoxoxo

I wrote a poem inspired by the song and of the love for my friend…

Called Love and Allhttp://songbirdwriting.blogspot.com.au/2012/06/love-and-all.html (found here)