A new creation

“Anyone who belongs to Christ has become a new creation. The old life is gone; a new life has begun!”- 2 Corinthians 5:17 🦋

I keep thinking of butterflies this week. Aren’t they beautiful little creatures. But they spend the first part of their lives crawling in the dirt until they are fat and dirty and can’t move. Then a cocoon is formed around them. Whilst inside the cocoon, the butterfly is literally being transformed from the inside out. Every part of his inner being is rearranging itself and recreating itself into something beautiful. The brand new butterfly eventually emerges and has freedom to live beautifully!🦋🦋This is what happens when we become part of God’s family. He literally gives us a new Spirit and a new mind. When we stop, confess our sin, repent (turn) from our life sin, and get into the “cocoon” (shelter) of Jesus’ redeeming love, God transforms us from the inside out.He no longer sees us as the old caterpillar dirty with sin but sees us through His filter of love. Our old stinkin thinking ways no longer satisfy us and we find new life and freedom. Isn’t that amazing. 🦋I love how God speaks to us through nature. Some of us have been caterpillars for far too long and it’s time to shake it off and emerge as beautiful butterflies 🦋🌷you are so very loved.

So I made a whole batch of butterfly paintings for Mother’s Day. ☺

The chained elephant

 

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“The Chained Elephant” story by Jorge Bucay, a Argentinean psychologist

When I was small, I used to love circuses, and what I liked best about them were the animals. The elephant in particular caught my attention, and as I later found out, other children liked the elephant too. During the performance, this enormous beast would nobly display its tremendous weight, size, and strength… But after its performance, and until just before it went out on stage, the elephant was always tied down with a chain to a little stake in the ground that held one of its feet.

The stake however was just a minuscule piece of wood, hardly a couple of centimeters long. And although it was a strong thick chain, it seemed obvious to me that an animal capable of tearing a tree from its roots, could easily free itself from that stake and flee.

This mystery continued to puzzle me. What held it there? Why didn’t it escape? When I was 5 or 6, I still trusted the explanations given by grownups. So, I asked my teacher, my father, and my uncle about the mystery of the elephant. One of them explained that the elephant didn’t escape because it had been mastered.

So I asked the obvious question: ” If it’s been mastered, why do they keep it in chains?”

I don’t remember having received a coherent answer. With time I forgot about the mystery of the elephant, I only remembered when I found others who had asked themselves the same question at some time.

Years later, I discovered that , to my luck, someone had been sufficiently wise to come up with the answer:

The circus elephant does not escape because it has been attached to a stake just like this one since it was very, very small.
I closed my eyes and imagined a defenseless baby elephant fastened to the stake. I am sure that in that moment, the little guy pushed and pulled and tired himself out trying to get himself free. And, regardless of his efforts, he couldn’t do it, because the stake was too strong for him.

I imagined him tuckering himself out and falling asleep and the next day trying again, and the next day, and the next. Until one day, a terrible day in his history, the animal accepted its futility and resigned itself to its fate.

That enormous powerful elephant that you see in the circus does not escape because, unfortunate thing, he thinks he can’t.

He has that memory etched into his mind: the futility that he felt shortly after he was born.

And the worst part is that he has never returned to seriously question that memory.

Never again did he return to test his own strength…

So we are a bit like the circus elephant: We live with the idea that “we can not” do things for the simple reason that once, long ago, when we were little, we tried and have failed. “-Jeorge Bucay

There are times when we can be like the little elephant. We have an idea about who we are and what we are capable of formed by who were in the past. If this self image we hold isn’t ever changed then it limits everything we set out to achieve in life.

Decide who you are right now and who you want to be- forget who you were in the past or anything you may have failed at.

Take  that vision , stick it on your fridge and run with it. You have so much strength. Watch your world change .

Holyrood Hill

 

Hamish lived on Holyrood hill Hamish lived on Holyrood hill
He was a wee Highland coo
He had colourful hair and a cheeky smile
He was very much like you
Hamish was a special coo
His mammy told him so
He dreamed one day that he would FLY!
Oh the places he could go!

Im happy to present the first pages of my children’s book ‘The Wee Coo Who Flew’

This story is based in Edinburgh and is a motivational book aimed at 3-8 year olds. It’s about a wee Highland coo who had big dreams. He got past the haters and they watched him as his dream came true.

im currently locked in my art room making the artwork and today, Holyrood Hill Friends was born !

Im feeling a bit like Miss Potter .

I will be posting updates on this book journey and the friends I meet along the way. X

Merry Christmas everyone

I hope your all having a great Christmas whatever you are doing.
This is me writing whilst hugging my hot honey and lemon and Nursing a raging chest infection that I have had all Christmas. Feeling yuk. This too shall pass .

I think I have just tried to do too much over the past few weeks. From overtime at work ,to staying up late painting and attending the usual glitsy Christmas events , it all got a bit too much.
I did have my first art display at a gallery event in the west end of Edinburgh this month however that I am very proud of. I sold a lot of art this month-not too shabby for a starting out artist.

Now to make some fresh goals.
2016 will be amazing !
But I will find balance.

Dream your dreams. Write then down. Make sure your taking small steps towards them everyday. Watch them come to life.

Merry Christmas xxx