ange's musings

On my way home I decided to walk through St. Andrews park, what a wonderful decision that ended up being. Walking around the park looking at the trees glorious in their colour and strong in their trunks and roots was really amazing, how they faithfully grow and plant their roots so firmly in the ground. The Sun was out and it was a beautiful moment - made me feel whelmed to be ALIVE!

here is my own little version.... round here, leaves turn colours beautiful, wind blows blustily, clouds move overhead, yet faces remain the same, round here. people walk and tick off the stuff on their "to do" list satisfied by the simple pleasure of getting things done, round here, the issue seller smiles again as he waits for some attention, some grace round here. round here, Joe's bakery croissants arrive on countless breakfast tables and are munched down with the guardian again before hitting the shops or the gym for another Saturday's downtime round here round here preparation for advent starts before bonfire night present shopping already on people's mind tree sellers already advertising through my post box round here, there's one thing on people's mind round here, the birth of the one who split time in two is forgotten amidst our yearly traditions who has time for the one who is outside time round here round here strangers are not really greeted as

waiting, so we're all doing it, even if we don't know what we're waiting for. recently i have really been thinking about waiting, and how bad i am at it. it seems my arrogance shouts at god's sovereignity a little too much and i guess i currently feel angry with him for all the waiting, why can a week feel like a month when we're earthbound and feel we are waiting, i know in eternity, it will be a mere speckle in the timeline of my eternal life, and yet here, now i couldn't be more of a complainer, couldn't be more discontent with all the waiting. this sounds so pathetic, and maybe actually it kinda is! i know you are wondering, what i feel that i am waiting for, and to be honest i am not quite sure i could even tell you. i am obviously wanting something/s to change in my life and uncomfortable and discontent with how they are yet not yet in the phase of grasping a vision for the future, rather i feel that sometimes life can just feel like it is one long wai

Just realised that this Sunday is the last one of October and therefore time to change our clocks back. Think this page on the bbc website does well to explain why and also provide interesting facts like the fact that 1 in 20 people can suffer with seasonal affective disorder. Not surprising really, I think its just when you don't expect to lose that hour that it can hit hardest, but we know that we odd British people do this each year, so really we should be alright, right? Plus isn't Iceland living in darkness half the year? We have enjoyed some lovely later Autumn evenings and I am thankful for those, so until the last Sunday in March I guess we start hibernating indoors - just kidding.

Had a lurverly day today just chilling and pottering and managing to while away the hours as I do. Ended up having lunch with my sister at the Tinto which was a good chance to catch up with all her housing antics and touch base. Its funny how we're both in the same city but move in such different circles, but I love having her around nowadays and being able to meet up if free, because we both live so close to one another - luckily we are both not very into planning our days vigorously so can generally drop things to catch up over a quick coffee. The best thing about seeing her today was that we have decided to meet up tomorrow for tennis, a more demanding rendezvous but still a good time for catching up I realised last week - its great you feel like you are raising your heart rate and its not just because of good news to tell each other! mind you, that just shows that we only have time to chat because our tennis balls are flying a lot slower than the crazy ones at wimbledon with fe

I'm now 2 weeks back from Chile. Last weekend I enjoyed a walk across the gorge with good friends, the wind in my hair and an unusually high river, it was nice to be back in familiarity and be thankful for the beauty of the city i live in, one that i enjoyed sharing my fondness of in Chile. Its nice to have some pride for the place that you live in, not just the city, but the attitudes of people and the good things your city is doing. I think that is what excites me most about my current home and i need to remind myself to not take it for granted. being back, has also made me realise what a challenge this year is going to be in terms of physical stamina, doing via last year certainly challenged me in other ways but not physically, or at least i didn't choose to. and after a 13 month break from medicine, busy schedules, mental tiredness and early starts i must say i am struggling rather, and although also enjoying (a little) the change i am finding it hard, and having to trust