Saturday, November 10, 2012

[bucket list : the money one...]

With less than six months to go to finish my list of 29 things to do before I turn 30.  30.  Thirty.  Thir-tee.  Cripes, I never thought I'd turn thirty but here it comes, barrelling down the barrel of my life.  I'm not afraid of birthdays - I'm looking forward to the next ten years of my life even, but it's just going too fast.

#17 - Donate money to a good cause.

My friend Elle, with a fabulous blog over at [a bird in the hand] recently ran a half marathon.  I totally admire her, I admire anyone who can run further than their letterbox.  (I sure can't - and here in London the letterboxes are in the front door.)

Check out her post about 'run to the beat' (and donate if you feel you want to).  Elle ran her marathon for an awesome cause - the A21 Campaign...  It's quite upsetting to read about the sex trafficking industry actually.  Well I guess the upsetting thing is to realise that it actually happens every day, to beautiful women who have no choices or freedom.  It's certainly much easier to pretend these things aren't going on in our world! There are a number of things we can do to help, and Elle chose to be sponsored for her half marathon to help this wonderful cause.  I chose be one of the many who sponsored her.


One more tick on the bucket list.
What a good feeling.

[the courageous women...]

Dear future strong woman,

I'm no feminist.    I believe in equality and fairness between women and men but really I'm all about men opening doors for women and giving them their seat on the bus.

I just think that men are amazing and have their place in the world - opening jam jars and forgetting birthdays, building decks and teaching their little girls how they should be treated by the men in their lives.  This is men, it just is.  And those men are complemented by women, with their integral softness and natural instincts with people, with their mother hearts and their hyper-emotional--overreaction-and-embellishment of small situations.

Lately I've been aware of a few women (mostly in cyber-world) that I just consider to be so strong, and I've realised something that I guess is worth remembering...

'Strong' doesn't mean that the woman is above hurt or exempt from lifes trials.  Oh no.  Sometimes strong means recognising our own weakness and reaching out for help.  Women are so good at this - supporting each other in times of trouble.  We are also super good at tearing each other down - why do we do this?

Check out Momastery - started by a woman who was broken, then healed and is now real and honest. She believes in God, in being true to yourself, in women supporting each other through the hard times that inevitably come.  I love her practicality and truthfulness.
(There is a super awesome thing they do - check out monkee see, monkee do. and the holiday hands version.)

The aim here, future courageous lady is this:  living a true and real life, firm in my beliefs and in the belief that life is hard and wonderful.  Drawing on strength as a woman and all that that entails - supporting other women (and men).  So go on lady, do it!

Love, current day woman, requiring stretching and kneading.