More quakes, yes. Another messy house, yes. Concern around the country, around the globe, yes. News reports all a flurry, as per usual, yes.

But you know what? I’m determined to not let this get to me. As i sit here typing this, my couch is surfing the aftershock waves. And i don’t care. My dad is cleaning up, my mum too. I’ve done some and now my job is to say hello to you, whilst Joan Armatrading is playing in the background on full boar. I’ve checked in with my neighbours and friends and it appears we are all safe and sound, now that the power is back on

I was in the middle of an acupuncture session when the second one, or was it third…anyway, when that other big one hit today. You might think that was an issue, but not for me – i was de-stressing, haha, not such a bad experience when you have pressure-releasing needles in your skull :-p

In any case, this is just a simple little post to say that i reckon we’re being reminded why we’re all here – some might say that Christmas has become a time for nothing but over-indulgence in a lot of areas, and yet not nearly as much over-indulgence in the area of spirituality. I for one am feeling pretty grateful right now, and so, so glad that God is still in my heart and in my head as we push through another shaky Christmas season in Christchurch, the Garden City.

Wishing you all a fruitful end of year