finding the gold…

Finding the gold: When old prospectors would look for gold they would take large pan and grab up huge loads of gravel and sand, shaking it backwards and forwards to encourage the heavier gold to the bottom of the pan, at the same time the lighter materials which are worthless are worked up to the surface and swept away. This process is repeated until all that is left is the heaviest most valuable material. 

My finding the gold project is inspired by this description, searching through the daily stuff of life that is ultimately worthless…the stress, the what ifs, the tantrums, the work nonsense,…and finding those valuable bits of my day, my week that are the moments i need to remember. The things that catch my eye and are just beautiful in their simplicity unbidden and untouched by the daily grind. Things that make me smile, even if sometimes that smile doesn’t linger and stay.

Some weeks it is harder to than others, sometimes the pan feels like it is only full of gravel and sand. There are weeks when its hard to keep going, searching through the detritus of this crazy, busy, frantic stage of life. Times when having time to catch you breathe seems impossible let alone stopping to look… but then you catch a glimpse, even in the darkest of darkness a small shard of gold can shine out and lift your spirits.  Even if it is just one piece.

Can you find the gold in your day…?

 

 

 

 

 

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finding the gold

this week has been the last week of term and wheeeeessshhhh has it been busy. Looking for those little bits of gold that hide in the daily grind of  my days has been a little tricky this week when i am running so high on the stress-o-meter. I really had to make an effort this week to see them. Sometimes you just have to try extra hard. Like today, it is the first day of the school holiday abd already by 9am we had been cleaning up a full cup of tea that had been knocked from the top of the stairs to the bottom, rescue one of our older girls who got themselves locked in their bedroom and then discover that the baby had got to the party bags and tipped all the bubble mix over the floow, sofa and herself! Ahhh! Save me someone!

So it was a little tough today but i have seen glimpses. 🙂 .

where there tiny traces of  gold in your week?

 

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