Hehehe, so we will take the sorrows of yesterday and place them into a balloon, filled with air and lightness, and we will release this into the skies, and let it drift away while we watch and marvel at the beauty of freedom floating- of letting go, seeing hope even in the sad, and walking on...
The only birthday i've been excited about was my 30th, and only because it was a big number for me. I like being older. I like being a real adult. This is how Pinochio must have felt when he became a real boy...
I had a fabulous 30th in Nu Zeerland.
I had a fabulous 30th in Nu Zeerland.
Haha, Marty painted me portraits of the kids that were/are awesome, Joel stole not 1 but 2 "30" speedsigns for me because that's what i said i wanted- Hahaha (sadly they won't post it over to me, and i don't know where the photos of are!) We spent the day at Butterfly creek, a butterfly farm where butterflies sat on Jacies lil head... hehe i dont know where those photos are either! Jack and Scott made merry with balloons and dances and hugs and Amanda took me to get a haircut, while Zane and Marty cooked and Zane went to book a surprise mini getaway in Auckland city for the night.
It was awesome. A perfectly perfect way to end a rollercoaster year, surrounded by warm people, who cared enough to do small and special things. Thank you. It was probably my best birthday ever. I don't remember many before that. :)
Now, one year on... i am a little excited still- like everything else, i've come into this birthday thing Late, and find myself wanting to mark such occasions in little silly ways.
It was awesome. A perfectly perfect way to end a rollercoaster year, surrounded by warm people, who cared enough to do small and special things. Thank you. It was probably my best birthday ever. I don't remember many before that. :)
Now, one year on... i am a little excited still- like everything else, i've come into this birthday thing Late, and find myself wanting to mark such occasions in little silly ways.
One day though, for the kids, probably Tivi because i always picture her in this story, i will make this... maybe- for her wedding.
Hehe The Balloon Tree by Phoebe Gilman is one of my favourite books of all time.
The story of a princess named Leora who loves balloons, and when her Father leaves for a tournament the evil Archduke destroys all her balloons. In order to signal her father, she seeks the help of a wizard who tells her to seek one whole balloon and plant it beneath a tree in the courtyard of the palace and speak the magic words before sunrise.
The balloon tree blossoms and fills the entire kingdom with balloons.
It is an image i have always always loved. And for as long as i can remember having seen the illustration i have wanted to create the tree in reality. As the ultimate centerpiece to imagination.
Back in New Zealand, whenever we drove past green hills in isolated areas, and i saw a sizable tree in the middle on its own, i would dream of adorning it with thousands and thousands of balloons. Four balloons -more balloons.... blossom for me.
One day in my pictures of my future, i will make this dream real. I searched the vastness of the internet and the closest i found was this
It is an image i have always always loved. And for as long as i can remember having seen the illustration i have wanted to create the tree in reality. As the ultimate centerpiece to imagination.
Back in New Zealand, whenever we drove past green hills in isolated areas, and i saw a sizable tree in the middle on its own, i would dream of adorning it with thousands and thousands of balloons. Four balloons -more balloons.... blossom for me.
One day in my pictures of my future, i will make this dream real. I searched the vastness of the internet and the closest i found was this
It's fantastic but small. I want it big- as big as Leoras tree in the courtyard, so big everyone will stop and smile and be filled with inexplicable joy.
I told Zane if i were ever crazy rich, i would do these projects all over the world. I would plant balloon trees overnight, and when people woke in the morning not happy with their lives, on the way to work and worry- they will stop and for a moment be amazed, and remember that life.... is just what we make it.
Sometimes reality needs to be broken by magic.
I told Zane if i were ever crazy rich, i would do these projects all over the world. I would plant balloon trees overnight, and when people woke in the morning not happy with their lives, on the way to work and worry- they will stop and for a moment be amazed, and remember that life.... is just what we make it.
Sometimes reality needs to be broken by magic.
I know there is hunger and suffering and better things to spend money on, but the biggest resource we have i believe, are still people and in the masses i see an untapped wealth where the capacity to give, to care, to create is just below a surface waiting to be released. Give the people money and you help them for a day or two, give them inspiration- and you might just change the world.
Anyway i ramble now, because i am distracted by other conversations... haha as always, but the point of it is- the older i become the more liable i am to believe, that it is possible to make real, the marvels of childhood, that i'm only limited by how much effort i choose to put into it.
Soooo... maybe one day in your travels, when you happen across a field or courtyard, and your eyes deceive you with a spectrum of coloured spheres, floating free and fantastically from the branches - of a most beautiful and brilliant tree.... smile.
Soooo... maybe one day in your travels, when you happen across a field or courtyard, and your eyes deceive you with a spectrum of coloured spheres, floating free and fantastically from the branches - of a most beautiful and brilliant tree.... smile.
Coz it'll be just the beginning.
I bow, i courtsey, i do a merry jig. Fare thee well my good and gracious people.
Happy mybirthday! Have a most fantastic one, on me. :)
Happy mybirthday! Have a most fantastic one, on me. :)
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