Thank Goodness for Google!!

Monday, May 30, 2011

When it comes to music, I'm not really one for lyrics, I'd embarrass myself in a 'sing a long'. I'm a beat and tunes gal. I don't care how ridiculous the lyrics are, if the music moves me, I'm into it. I honestly think Shazam is one of the most amazing iphone aps every created. Frequently I find myself hunched over in the car with my phone pressed up against the speaker Shazam-ing my way to a new favourite song. Not while I'm driving of course (well maybe once or twice).

However where to turn when you don't have Shazam handy? The other day I was in Napoleon buying some makeup and they were playing this song. It was the kind of tune where I had to restrain myself from moving with the music and looking like a right fool in the middle of the store, (that sort of tom foolery is reserved for the car). I made a mental note of some of the lyrics and vowed to hunt down my 'new favourite song' when I got home.

Two days later I had forgotten all about the catchy tune and could only remember 1 word from the lyrics, "fly"...... You know how many songs have the word fly in them?! A lot. I've been humming what I could remember all day in hopes of jogging my memory.

It worked, I remembered 3 more lyrics, 'Take my hand'... And thanks to google, I'm able to do a little 'chair dancing' (for real) as I type this post because I have a brand new song on my ipod! Thanks Far East Movment, 'Rocketeer' is good enough that even with the flu I could be 'moved' to get up to some dancing in front of the mirror tonight. "Come on, don't judge, it's not like you've never done that", and if not..... live a little!

(Yes I am now aware that this song was released last year...better late than never right!) xo

I'm grateful for.......

Friday, May 27, 2011

My Mum!

(Mum and I at my wedding)

Growing up I was an absolute pain in the ass. Upon moving out of home, and getting married, my relationship with my wonderful Mum has blossomed. Of course she's always been wonderful, however teenage angsts often acts as blinkers.

My mum did something for me the other day, which came to mind when I pondered what I am grateful for. We visited her and my Dad to hang out and watch Queensland KILL NSW in the state of origin (just had to throw that in there), and when I arrived she had a little gift waiting for me...

A prayer box

'I know you have lots of worries at the moment, so I bought this for you so that you can pray about them, write them down, put them in the box and then let go of them' she said.

Best gift I've received in a very long time. What's more beautiful than the box is the fact that I know behind the giving of it, is her heart to help me through my struggles. Thanks Mumma!

Be sure to check out more grateful peeps over here! xo


Thursday, May 26, 2011

Dear lovely sister in law who offered to throw my 'one day soon' baby shower, and kindly roped my other lovely sister in law into the organisation...... I saw something today and I want it, I want it! Feast your eyes upon this beauty. You can find the images here!

Birthday Girl

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Happy 25th Birthday to my very beautiful and treasured Sister in Law ANNA! Anna was the very first of my 4 sister in laws and I loved her from the minute I met her. Warm, Wise, Honest, Girlie, Creative, and ALWAYS ALWAYS there for me when the going gets tough, to lift my head and spur me onwards & upwards. I am so so grateful for her. Oh and not to mention that she made me an Aunt to my Boo Boo's and my gorgeous twinner nieces!!

Banana I pray that this year is filled with the riches and glory of God as you live for him. May ever day be filled with newness and joy like never before. I luvs ya lots! Check out Anna's beautiful photography, clever words and creativity here.

Time's they are a changing!

Monday, May 23, 2011

Today marked a bitter sweet occasion for me. I returned to the world of the gainfully employed. Bitter because it marks the end of a year of leisure, enjoying the life of a housewife. Sweet because frankly I was getting bloody bored. And who doesn't like having a little extra cash in their pocket?! Here's hoping I survive working at what I'm sure is St Trinian's sister school.

Families and Food go hand in hand!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Saturday morning breakfast with the FAM at the Gun Shop Cafe. I devoured Raspberry Brioche French Toast with Mascarpone and Toasted Almonds... and a side of Haloumi (latest addiction). Who doesn't love the weekend?! xo

Worlds Biggest Sweetheart Turns Two!

Friday, May 20, 2011

There is this sweet little girl, with California Blonde hair, who I adore more than any other child on the face of the planet. She's a cheeky little cherub who I have aptly named my "Boo Boo's". Two years ago on this day, I became an aunt for the very first time. A role that I treasure so dearly.

Isabelle Grace, I've loved every moment of your first two years, watching you grow. You have a special place in Aunty Bec's heart. Happy Birthday Baby!

Today I.....

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

  • Dragged myself out of bed after 9am - Paying for that tonight...
  • Visited a dear friend and marveled at how extreme a houseful of boys can be - Tornado
  • Heard news about a spiritual leader that broke my heart - life is so tough.
  • Prayed for said leader - Jesus binds up the broken hearted.
  • Sat out in the midday sun with my journal - Small mercies!
  • Pondered exactly how one forgives oneself? - difficult 'simple truths'
  • Tried my first meal of Organic Pasta - Goats Cheese and Sun-dried Tomatoes.
  • Discovered Coconut Milk Peppermint Ice cream - Jury still out.
  • Watched Disney Movie with my husband - feel good!
  • Walked as the sun set - the more I exercise the more I notice the 'bounce' in my step
  • Argued with my sissy (when I refused to what Australia's Got Talent with her) about who became a star first, Kylie Minogue or Dani Minogue? - I vote Kylie
  • Giggled as I watch Masterchef and read the hilarious related tweets - so childish
  • Made myself my nightly before bed 'warm milk with cinnamon and honey' - sleepy
  • Thought, 'I really ought to blog'....................

The Dark Night of the Soul

Monday, May 16, 2011

I first heard the phrase when I was studying counselling a number of years ago, from a deeply spiritual lecturer who had a great love of the Christian Mystics. In the moment, I paid little attention, though the phrase must have been planted deep within my subconscious, floating upwards to the realm of awareness from time to time.

I paid no mind to the phrase until recently, when it again planted itself at the forefront of my mind, perhaps by an act of the Grace of God.

"Dark night of the soul is a metaphor used to describe a phase in a person's spiritual life, marked by a sense of loneliness and desolation. A dark night of the soul is not something that one can choose to initiate — or participate in. The person's role in such a time is not significant. During this obscure time, God works in a person's unconscious to bring about healing and growth."

The poem written by 16th century Spanish poet and Carmelite priest, Saint John of the Cross, whilst imprisoned, describes the soul's journey, the "dark night", to the "divine union of the love of God." However, St. John does not simply describe the journey; he seems at times to be offering encouragement and comfort directly to readers as they too struggle with the excruciating dark night.

About 5 years ago, coincidently (or not) around the time that I first heard of the 'Dark Night of the Soul', I lay in bed pleading with God, during a dark time, to reveal to me with absolute surety that He loved me. To know beyond a shadow of a doubt, in my heart, despite all the wounding and rejection I'd experienced that God's heart toward me was full of unfailing love.

A great deal of time later I am convinced that it has been a lengthy process, not because God is taking His time in revealing His love for me, however it requires the removal of all the lies, events and beliefs that have damaged and built a scarred wall between me and the truth that already exists.

Over the last 6 months my Dark Night of the Soul has reared it's seemingly ugly head, breaking my heart like never before. If I am honest, there have been times where I have wanted to die. However my desperate hope, wildly daring to peer beyond the black night is.....

I pray that at the end of this night, I mighty be able to speak into the darkness of another and reveal with surety and clarity the truth of the 'Dark Night of the Soul'.........that the sun does indeed rise.

Love Thy Mother

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Please forgive my belated Mother's Day post.... I've been tragically slack getting back onto the blog band wagon. And I know that some of you were getting sick of popping over to visit and being greeted by that gorgeous organic chicken, who just seemed to hang around at the top of the post list for what seemed like forever - she who shall remain unnamed ;).

This Mother's Day I was the sole player for the Spilsbury Team as my two little brothers live interstate. However I don't doubt that Team B did Mumma Spilsbury proud this year. My Mum has a long standing tradition (which has apparently now emanated down the ranks) that every Mother's Day feast must include KFC...

I know gross right! However not one to deny the one we celebrate her simple pleasures, Mr B and I gave my Mum her KFC with a delicious twist. My husband was simply impressive in the kitchen, without one sckerek of help. However the flat leaf parsley was a little questionable.... is it wisdom to let a man loose in a herb garden? Jury still out!

Mr B owns two cookbooks, both BBQ related. The one he used this Mother's Day I simply covert (and secretly wish the purchase had have been my good idea).

He whipped up some Corn on the Cob with Herb Butter, Rum & Maple Mashed Sweet Potato and Warm Spinach & Bacon Salad. Yum

My job was dessert. Mum's request: something caramel, date, butterscotch...The Masterchef website (one of my many loves) has the best ever recipe for Sticky Date Pudding with Butterscotch Sauce & Almond Praline. We made a deconstructed version with some home made Vanilla Bean Ice cream. I did GOOD, if I don't say so myself.

Any opportunity to spoil our Mum's is an opportunity well worth making the very most of. I love my mum, she is so good to me. Loving me every step of my journey despite all my failings. Always always giving of herself for others. Love you Mumma xo

What the Heel?!

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

My sister in law Carina is getting married!

After the proposal in Hawaii (exciting) she now ventures into what was without a doubt my favourite part of my wedding, the planning. I could plan weddings for a living, if...... people wanted their special day my way.

Yesterday on her day off we delved into some brainstorming and planning. One of those categories were 'The Shoes'. On our hunt for the perfect wedding heel we were both utterly shocked and in hysterics.

Here's why....... Fashion gone mad, enjoy xo

The hoof heel was deemed the most laughable

Elephant Dung!

Hello my old friend.

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Life has been up, down, around and occasionally sideways of late for Mr B and I - hence my absence from the world of blog. 

Our pursuit of organic goodness is going well. We have visited most of the organic stores in Brisbane, found a few restaurants and cafes - BONUS. Mr B and I are like kids in a candy stores (if I can use that expression when talking about wholesome food) as we 'ooohh' and 'ahhh' over organic grapes, shampoo even chocolate. The chocolate tastes amazing I might add. My most celebrated find by far would have to be the milk - so creamy, which suits me to a "T" as I grew up drinking plain milk by the gallon. 

We are still waiting on God's perfect timing for the addition of "little B's". This season in my journey has been the hardest I've ever weathered. Watching others fall pregnant, & give birth stirs the wound in my heart. As does receiving that email every Thursday telling me of my babies weekly progress, 32 weeks today. Despite the way I feel I'm choosing to believe that the stirring of that wound is bringing healing and wholeness to my relationship with my Heavenly Father and the lies the devil has whispered. I know that God can heal the bitter places in our lives that we might experience sweetness from His hand. 

Mr B received an email yesterday with the final enrollment form for his study at ALC attached (the process is a little more in depth than your average tertiary institution). The closing words 'return as soon as possible so that we can make arrangements for the admissions interview' evoked a happy dance. It's bliss when another piece of the puzzle falls into place and that yellow brick road becomes a little clearer. Just aside, I found out on the weekend that Adelaide have a pretzel cafe.... thank you Jesus for giving us another thing to look forward too. 

Spent last weekend with a lovely large chunk of my extended family in Sydney for the baptism of my twin nieces. This will require a post of it's very own, including lots of beautiful piccies. Loved Loved Loved every minute of the weekend, especially seeing my "Boo Boos". Mr B and I did require a detox upon our return home though, I am sure that all the fast, take away food turned me into part woman, part sluggish blob. 

It is good to be back xoxo