Monday, June 13, 2011
I won a big project with a super tight program. Lovely and super stretching. Having my own business means that I can't delegate anything. Nothing. At all. So I am relearning old skills. Like photoshop. I spent ALL of last weekend creating these (Judge not ye of many photoshop skills...)
Anyhoo. They did the job and the client loves the concept. Sold. Now we are drawing. Well, I am not actually drawing. It's the first project where I have hired others to do the draughting. Big steeeeeep learning curve for Mrs Control Freak here.
I am getting there and it's just a short season. I will be more regular soon. Now that sounds bad doesn't it????
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
I like being made uncomfortable. Being jolted out of my comfort zone to see things from a different perspective. Hmm. I think I have been trained this way ("arf arf"- my trained seal noise) by our church. In a good way! We are constantly challenged and
Today I went to see a potential client. She is a trans-gender female. I knew this before going and as I had never met a trans-gender person before I was a bit nervous. I prayed as I drove, for my mind to be non-judgemental and for me to see who she really was.
I saw pain. So much pain. I am not even going to write that I saw broken-ness because that may imply a judgemental mindset that I don't want. I saw pain. Pain shone out from her eyes. She only wanted a female designer as men have caused her such pain that she does not want a man in her home. Wow.
This is not the forum to for me to form an opinion on what this type of chosen gender means. I know what I believe and what God intended. I believe utterly in His Sovereignty and His plan in giving us our birth gender. This beautiful child of God chose a female gender as so much harm had been done to her as a male.
It was uncomfortable. And to push me even further out, the police turned up at one point to talk to her about an ex-flatmate.... Bye bye comfort zone.
As I drove off I realised how safe my existence is. I am sheltered and secure. I don't meet people like Z, I am just not in contact with them. I thank God for the chance to meet her. And I will pray for her. That God will touch her and show her that she is loved. Where she is. Right now. As she is, she is adored by a King.
And I thank Him for pushing me out my comfort zone. It's exhilarating out here!
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Saturday, September 18, 2010
But there hasn't been a lot of thunder. I heart thunder. And lightning. I looove storms. I grew up on the Highveld which is 2000m above sea level. The air crackles it's so dry at times. So the electrical rain storms are incredible. Skies filled with jagged fingers of lightning and rolls of thunder that seem to shake the house. [Here you learn what to do in an earthquake- there you learn what to do in a lightning storm!]
Thunder to me represents God. Thunder means the rain is on it's way. Breakthrough is coming. And I am listening for thunder right now.
I need breakthrough. I need work. The well is dry. So I am listening for thunder. This week I believed for breakthrough every single day. My first upon waking was "Today is the day, God". I stood (literally) on His Word. Thursday I thought I heard thunder. It was a rumble- we'll see if it roars again.
This is what I am standing on:
And my God will liberally supply (fill to the full) your every need according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus.
I wrote it on a piece of paper, put it on the floor and stood on it. Declared it and declared breakthough. I am waiting for thunder.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
As I am a designer I think about spaces a lot. A lot! And I have been thinking about our house. Our house is small- 98sqm. When you fit two adults, two children and a business into the space there isn't a spare centimeter. So it does needs to be bigger but how much bigger?
In western society we seem to move to bigger and bigger houses. The bigger the better is the mantra. But is it? I don't think so.
I read an article by Stella McCartney which made me think. Her mom came from a wealthy family and her Dad created a lot of money. So they could have afforded huge houses. But they chose to live in small houses. She said they lived in a two bedroom house when she was a child. She also said her mom would have had them all in one bedroom if she could. It struck such a chord with me. Why do we look to purchase bigger and bigger houses? In most cases it just creates separation between family members and a waste of space. Do I want a bigger house with loads of bedrooms and rooms? Rooms like entertainment rooms, billiard rooms, rumpus rooms etc? No. No I don’t.
Friday, August 20, 2010
This is a cutie I designed earlier in the year.
Today I was in the neighbourhood and popped in to say hi to the owners. As I was leaving the owner said to me 'You really should be home with your baby". She may as well have hit me over the head with a baseball bat. I managed to smile and walk out to my meeting.
This is the email I have written to her. It's one I will run past my hubbie before sending tonight and may never be sent. In fact probably won't be. Oh well.
It was lovely to see you today and I am so glad that the shop is flourishing. I just wanted to respond to the comment you made when I was leaving.
The comment was that I really should be home with my baby. I am acutely aware that my little girl is only 13 weeks old. I don't want to work right now but financially we have no option. I would love to have at least the rest of the year off but I will lose the clients I have, who have already waited 3 months for me.
It's true that I love what I do and dealing with people like you, N and D, but this is not the reality I choose right now. Even though I don't choose it I can choose to smile and have a good attitude about it. So while it may seem like I don't mind being away from my little girl, I do.
I work part time from home and have a nanny for 4 mornings a week. This is the best I can do right now. I agree that I should be home with my baby. I just can't.
Trying not to feel stinky as it's pointless. I love the life God has chosen for me. Wish I could shrug off people's comments. Poos.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Mountain :: find a nanny.
No-one I know has ever had a nanny. I had no idea what to do, how to find one and how to choose. My children are just a little bit precious to me and I needed the right person. Also needed the nanny in place by the end of the month. This equals a mountain. God sorted it. I just cried out for help and He showed me. Step by step it happened and a lovely, gentle, musical Christian girl starts at the end of July. And she's getting more than she asked for and I am paying less than I thought.
Mountain :: prepare a profile for my company (for my big meeting tomorrow)
I had to adapt the existing one that had been done. I am very unfamiliar with the program I had to use to adjust it. A massive mountain. And yes, God sorted it. Took me step by step giving me the confidence to go a bit further and then further. Suddenly it was done and I went to the printer this morning. The profiles look gorgeous!
I really needed to hear Amy's words as this is my life. I have always walked a path with no sign posts. I honestly don't know of another christian woman in my world who is attempting to run a small business and raise very small kiddies. I look ahead and all I see is mountains. Thank goodness I have a mountain leveller ahead of me! Someone who loves me and promises that He will make a way. And then promises secret treasure. Treasure to create safe places for orphans with. And bring hope to the unloved and unwanted.This is what the Lord says: "I will go before you Cyrus (means "of the sun"), and level the mountains. I will smash down gates of bronze and cut through bars of iron. And I will give you treasures hidden in the darkness- secret riches. I will do this so you may know that I am the Lord, the God of Israel, the One who calls you by name." Isaiah 45: 1-2
Thank you God.
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
I am so bummed I missed out on the bloggers day up in Warkworth. Read Paisley Jade's, and Gail's blogs for details. AIEEE!! Woe is me for missing out!!!! Ok, less of the drama, I had work to do.....
Mrs L, my business partner, and I were making client gifts yesterday and today handed them out to am ecstatic response (people LOVE chocolate!) We made gourmet rocky road and packaged it up in gorgeous Kikki K bags and tags. Mrs L and I both adore chocolate and good packaging....hence the choice of gift!
No exact weights of ingredients, but buy plenty of each as you want the rocky road to be a thick chunky bar. Plus how bad can it be to eat the left over ingredients???
- Good quality dark chocolate. We used Whitakers 72% Ghana bars.
- 2 tbsp of Kremelta (or other vegetable shortening) per 270g bar of chocolate
- Sliced roasted almonds
- Dried craisins
- Soft jelly strawberry and cream sweets. This could varied to be anything!
Put all the ingredients in a roasting pan lined with cooking paper and pour the melted chocolate/ kremelta mixture over the top.
*warning* you will not be able to stop at one piece. The only way we got through was to not sample the finished product. Although there was plenty of sampling of the individual ingredients!
This may be an annual things judging from the response we are getting. Hopefully next year we can brand our packaging thinking little white boxes with gorgeous red ribbon.... And maybe a white chocolate rocky road too, with coconut, toasted almonds and chopped up white marshmallows? YUM!
For another great recipe read Simoney's latest post. How crazy that we have both posted on Rocky road!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
I am a commercial interior designer and have been doing this for a looong time. I loved it but was so glad to leave it behind. I was totally over it....... Can you hear God smothering a laugh?
I am following my dream with getting, making and designing baby stuff but we ran out of cash. I need to inject some dollars to do marketing and we just don't have it. We were talking about it and wondering how to take the little business to the next level.
Someone large has a plan!
Through a contact I have been given/ handed an opportunity to do design work. This person is basically pushing me to open a little design company so I can do work for them. He's introducing me to a whole lot of people. I mean you can't buy this type of help for love or money and it's being handed to me.
So I am now setting up a mini design company. Hello? Like I have the time or emotional head space? But when God opportunity comes along, you gotta grab it and say "Thank you"!
I am going into business with her. Yay. And it's good and has God written all over it. So we have been doing a million things this week and we launch next week. Gulp. No business cards yet but we will have laptops and a drawing programme each. We are going to be little and keep it nice and simple. Clean, simple and pure design.
Trying not to freak out almost constantly. This waiting is hard. I woke up at about 3am the other morning and could not get back to sleep. I was convinced it was all over and tossed and turned in agony. I was a wreck.
Turns out I was torturing myself for nothing and the physical signs I was looking at were drug induced and wrong. Go me.
Psalm 91 is my God-send and I speak it over myself again and again. And again.