the march family is altogether again

the most successful (possibly the only successful) overseas travel venture that any of my parents' children has yet undertaken came to an end on thursday. and what a st patrick's day was had by one and all including a very tired fiona who we kept staring at and poking to make sure she was real.
so we've got her back, and i'm so glad.
things are much as ever, other than that
i mainly spend my days waiting for the next episode of the oc, and trying to maintain my cover as a christian. its not going very well. no, the oc is, its brilliant, but as for the other thing...not so much. its odd how certain things make sense in the context of specific people and places. outside of those perimeters, the all-consuming take on christianity that i theoretically profess doesn't somehow fit.
no, i'm not having a crisis.
i am having a couple of questions. and this time, i'm choosing not to bypass them.
is it really more than just loving people and hoping for the world to change, and doing within ones own capabilities and aspirations whatever one can do see that change come about? is it really any more than loving your family, seeking out friends and living life with them, and knowing that god is real and also good. do i really need to stand up, in front of him, or anyone, and say i'm doing this. i'm doing this for him and can you all commission me and pray for me everyday so that it works? i believe god is the one who makes things work. he makes things make sense. and makes life move along at his pace.
is he really happy for me to use him as my route to an exciting life?
excitement is inescapably subjective and individually found.
how many of us would end up doing the exciting things we want to do in life if we weren't christians? wouldn't we have wanted to do them anyway?
how many of those activities and travels are really bringing god out of people?
and isn't that the whole point?
once more ladies and gentlemen, answers on a postcard...

beg, borrow, steal..

do what you need to do, but if you like music at all, get hold of the live acoustic version of high tide, low tide sung by jack johnson and ben harper. your ears will thank you for it. feel fairly certain bob marley would too

so now, you want to know what's going on? i think i'm going to be a counsellor.
and i'm so excited.....eeeeeeeeeek

i was reminded today of the ever-so true notion of being careful what you wish for. let me talk you through it..

on monday, i came home from an internet-fest of a day at work thinking how good it would be to do an MA in Globalisation and International Policitcal Analysis at Bath.

Today I came home from work (bear in mind they are only four, the total number of days between the two sunsets) fairly sure, well, to the giddy-point, that really a job in counselling, possibly ultimately based in a workplace, consultancy-type role, is really the way to go.

so quite a leap, you might say, from monday's conclusion to today's.
however
almost five years ago a dear friend was praying for me as i became baptised in the spirit. he told me to ask for the gifts i desired. i wanted only two. first, to have discernment of people's hearts, to see their fears and hopes, and help the two to equal love. second, to have wisdom through the nations, to see the movements of lands and people we generally call international relations.

and who says i can't believe i'm a gemini?

this split personality means i've spent nearly three years since graduation having odd-numbered days wanting the one, then even days wanting nothing more than the other

i have all but decided that in order to have a hope of seeing either of them form the work-part of my life, i gotta stop creeping around them and walk towards one...... and the scene of international dealings and whatnot is so far from the realms of capability or even thought of this shire girl at present, that i feel i must opt for the latter. and i love the idea. the qualifications will take time, but its time i have, and time i am as of right now, prepared to spend. i shall await instruction from the lord but i'm pretty much giving him a deadline.

if anyone has ever, in any country, in any capacity, heard of a job in which the twain could meet, do let us know...i might get some sleep then
jolly exciting stuff though
thunderbolt city

apparently nothing..

i went up a snowy mountain in catalunya the other day
i also spent the weekend with some of my absolute favourite people, in one of my all-time favourite cities..
barcelona is good to me, its good for me, and yet, i have no idea if i get to move back there or not. we drank lots of beer, ate good food and laughed, an awful alot.
more will follow, but for now, no news, but its all good
really