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Gum.

To dream that you are chewing gum suggests that you are unable to express yourself effectively. You may feel vulnerable. Alternatively, it symbolizes a sticky situation that you are involved in.

To dream that you are unable to get rid of your gum suggests that you are experiencing some indecision, powerlessness or frustration. You may lack understanding in a situation or find that a current problem is overwhelming. The gum in your mouth is a metaphor for something that you are trying to process or digest. Perhaps you feel that you have bitten off more than you can chew.

25 things I have learned in 25 years

1. Yoga will make you fall in love with your body again.

2. The ‘bad boys’ will get you every time; you should probably work on that.

3. You can never over hydrate your skin

4. ‘Clean hair day’ is a good hair day

5. Telling the truth with love is always worth it, in the end.

6. Rest well

7. Step outside of your comfort zone, it will help you grow.

8. Don’t let anyone tell you, “You are too sensitive”

9. Spontaneous dates make me really happy.

10. Forgiveness is probably the best option.

11. Learning to love is still really fun.

12. The grass is never greener, it is just different. And that is ok.

13. Simplify your what you own, cull what you don’t need

14. People see out of the lens of their own experience. And ‘that’ doesn’t have to define you.

15. Bums are back and yours is ‘sweet’

16. The best accessory is a smile

17. Stay close to the people you love.

18. Don’t carry around your past, release that heavy weight. Ew, luggage.

19. Sing anywhere + everywhere

20. Learn to laugh again + again + again

21. You will learn about mercy and how to give more

22. Your strength will surprise you. But you might have to sacrifice your pride to find it.

23. It’s not all about you

24. Put family first.

25. Your name means victory, go get em’ girl.

These are a few of my favourite things

Whats the Sitch; I am in transit at Doha International Airport Poison; strawberry sundae lifesavers. I'm reading; The Road Trip by Mark Sayers Death; lacking on the basics, breakfast, water. The diners are eating curry and donuts. Naar, Skip Collect $200; I'm half way there and I those carnivorous butterflie, more like midgies in ma belly are gone.

Any old barn looks better with a coat of red paint.

Dolly Parton

Open road:beginning

Doha is the place of big things! Here I am beginning one of the biggest (leisure) journeys I might ever take. I've said goodbye to family and friends and I am currently in transit to my destination, Zurich; and what my brother like to describe as a big snow globe. I have spent the last week as a slight insomniac, on a treadmill of uncertainty and considering the actions of my own risk, because most people like to tell you your limitations. Luckily my God, knows the crime before I commit it. (Not literally), but I'm very certain that I will never spend this trip alone. Amen! So, I've just arrived in the still slumbering city of Doha. It's 5 o'clock here and I've just been travelling for 10 hours. But right now I am eating a carman's muesli bar (terrible morning food) and thinking about the already large number of novel, yet serious things I have seen so far; head sized cuppa chups, a beastly sized Nutella jar. the fat kid within me had a nervous system overload at just, how much chocolate spread could be in this one jar. It could possibly last a life time sized jar and it was real, I picked it up. There is more, right now Doha are updating their airport we have to be transported via bus to the other side of the airport for transfers, clever, clever. I'm in economy, FIRST CLASS passengers travel via limo! Via limo! I mean the drive was probably only 500 metres. Novel or elitist? They did pay for it but, anyway. Also, The outside of the airport also looks like a ginormous sand castle. It's awesome. Like Arabia nights, turrets made out of sand stone , kinda deal. Mass respect! More news soon, Nicolie

#europe #travels #Doha #pilgrim #firsttimetraveller #travel blog

this wont be the 'here we go again' and I am not the weak link. Sometime will be the right time and these labor pains will be forgotten. Meet me here, because I don't want to be the same. I've been within your immense favor before, so thats what I remember and pray for.

being open and real is really hard. I don't like feeling vulnerable, but you can't have one without the other. what a pompous kind of order.

thankyou for giving something in my life worth offering.

when the world doesn't make sense, you make sense of everything

My mum tried 'active listening' last night,because I complained she just walks off and thats rude. But ironically, her attempts made me wonder whether she was listening at all because when I was telling my story, it looked like she was staring at me. Very blank stares, straight through me, or even past me. You know the look, vacant and or thinking about something else. Her efforts to be really intentional, just made me annoyed as she didn't even respond. The point of 'active listening' is to listen with intent so you are equipped with a response. No such thing happened, "Mum??..." no response, "Mum are yous listening." "YES NICOLIE! I'm active listening." hahahaha, clearly you weren't and somehow, I'm judgmental. Good one mum, keep working on it.

I've been blown away! I study education and I can say that I have been changed probably for ever, by a very simple perspective. I was given a vantage point to view creative, student centered education. My heart was in uproar when I found out that an educational movement was started from the demands and efforts of a bunch of women in a Italian Provence called Reggio Emilia. In world war 2 after a majority of their houses had been reduced to rubble, these women who shared a common goal, began rebuilding what was left of the bricks and supplies to fashion a new school for their children! But what is so striking is that what came out of that relatively small city has not turned into a global phenomenon. How these women managed and delivered learning to their students was completely original. Before women rights where being protested for, these women where in the streets rallying for the children of Reggio Emilia. There approach was so effective and so unique that it has been adopted around the world in early childhood classrooms and has inspired many other teachers in this play based learning structure. It actually, really amazes me. Education can honestly feel dead and calculated because of our curriculum and outcomes. But gosh, if the women in this war torn city, with rubble for materials and novices for teachers could pull of one of the defining discoveries in teaching in this century, surely we could do it on top some appalling national standards. I feel really excited about teaching. I always has, but finally, it makes teaching make sense. I mean this I think at the heart of all teachers.

#education #Reggioemilia #australia #Italy #teaching #student

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looking for an emergency eject button on a fairly overwhelming situation today...there wasn't one.

in suffering because of my own idealism, what can you do?

i think friendships/relationships are worth the intensity and the struggle and the social anxiousness, to get it right! i'm not saying it will make things right. I am aware now that you can't wait at an emotional wall because you're to afraid to climb it. Calculated risks wont get you far and fear will always be an issue. But, you can laugh about it an know that you gave it everything, even if it was for something really minor.

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