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Stuff that spills out the sides – not always pleasant, but could be good

A slight change of direction

At the start of the year I boldly declared that my 2 goals for 2014 are to plank for 5 minutes straight and blog at least once a week.

Well.

The planking started strong. With encouragement I made it up to about 4 minutes, which is fantastic effort, but I sadly sustained an injury that meant I had to stop or else be really badly hurt. I still haven’t picked it up again, but I have time, so I’m not worried.

The blogging. Started well but very quickly stopped. And I refuse to feel guilty about it for this reason – I have discovered I am creative.

When I think back to why this all started, it was primarily as an outlet for my inner monologue rants and to Give My Opinion. I think I’ve done what I set out to do and thus fulfilled the purpose of this blog. Which is nice. What that idea mean though is that now this space is at a bit of a loose end.

What do I do with it?

Well, I’ll still read and review books and anything else I fancy reviewing. I’ll still join in with the weekly photo challenge and still share random yet amusing photos. So it won’t be entirely redundant.

But see, I am doing a New Thing.

My goal to blog has been revised a little as I am now on a voyage of creative discovery to find my niche and groove.

My new second goal is to develop a set of tools and behaviours to help me be creative in my unique setting of being a deliverer of technical construction documents with a bit of teaching thrown in for fun.

To that end, I am not being lazy. I have set up twitter, email, blog and Facebook accounts for a thing I call The Bubble, which is my more creative face. I’ll use this to explore being creative; learning new skills via practice and TED talks, working to link with other creative types and then putting it all into practice both at work and at home. I’m also on Instagram and Pinterest which are both excellent resources for inspiration and building community.

Please don’t lament the passing of the rant, I’m sure they will pop up every now and then, but please do join me on my journey of discovery if you too are so inclined.

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See you there!

MrTheKidd

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While I wait

I am at a party for my daughters friend and it’s at a local soft play centre, which if you have children you will know all about; chaos on the bright-coloured frame and despair at the tables and chairs as parents foolishly try to coordinate their hyper active child from a safe distance.

Joy.

I love soft play and I really think it’s time for someone to open one up for adults, but in the mean time, I’m happy to be ‘reluctantly’ pulled on by an insistent child needing help. It won’t last, so I grab while I can.

What I find fascinating about these places is that the kids have an absolute ball running riot with new play friends, doing what they should be doing, while the grown ups sway between mild hysteria by shouting instructions and teen-worthy indifference by sipping a latte with their back turned on the fun. Nothing like a noisy and colourful environment to reveal your heart.

I used to be the on-edge type, trying to control the fun so it was safe, but I have chilled of late and just let them get on with it. Mostly. Really, going nuts on a big padded frame is the safest and best place to learn about risk, team work and strength, all the skills all children will need out in the Big World.

I now use the time to catch up on reading, social media, edit some pics or type a blog post. And every now and then, I pop my head up from my idyllic reveries and observe the wonderful world of kids at play and I wonder; if only the boring and straight adults could be so free, so daring and bold, laughing for the sheer joy of being alive and not at some crass joke or prejudiced poke at someone.

I think these places of play are a small glimpse of what Heaven will be like, people in their fullness simply enjoying being alive and laughing because of it.

Bring it on, I can’t wait!

MrTheKidd

*Note – Little Miss did hurt herself on the slide, but it was a minor graze and she didn’t even tell me, so hopefully another lesson learned*

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