head over heels

-Having coffee with some of the girls from Fitzroy and enjoying looking out at the torrential rain outside whilst being warm and drinking something yummy inside.

-Light filtering through layered green trees and bushes. Light through trees is always holy for me, and especially so in a place where it's so rare.

-Going to the old-fashioned cobbler to have the heels of my favorite free Ferragamo's (from the Clothes Closet at Columbia) repaired. Their sign (which I must get a picture of) has a little elfin cobbler on it, and after seeing the magic wrought on my tired old boots, for only a fiver, I think they might just have one there.

-Jessi taking this picture while on a mission trip in Guatamala and tagging me in it on facebook.

birds of a feather

-A colorful and cheery peacock on display at Botanic Primary School. The kids always do the most amazing artwork.

-Going to AM/PM for dinner with my housemates. It's this bohemian, chic, Parisian-style pub/restaurant with pink flowers blossoming on the ceiling, dramatic candles on the tables and gilded gold frames everywhere. Next time I'm in, I'll take pictures, I promise. As we walked away, I thought (with a bit of heaviness) that these are the moments and places I'll miss. You just don't get many Parisian cafes in the US.

-Cooking soup for the Nightreach students (and for my housemates and me) and just throwing in a bit of this and a bit of that and ending up with yummy chicken curry soup. I also love hibernating in the kitchen and cooking with music loudly playing, making the kitchen the warmest and most lively place to be. My housemates and I even ended up just eating in the kitchen because it was so cozy and fragrant.

hello, old friend.

-Warm sunshine on my face.

-Being at a meeting at Starbucks (that's right, I have meetings in coffee shops as often as possible!) and seeing Ken from Mornington and having him join our conversation. What a visionary.

-Walking into the city centre to run a mundane errand and running into Brian and David from church along the way, making it much better than mundane. I think it makes me feel a part of this place when I see familiar faces on the street (or in coffee shops, as the case may be).

cinema deux

-Going to the cinema with Ruth on a terribly cold and rainy afternoon. We went to see Dirty Dancing at the amazing vip seats in the Odyssey and had reclining chairs, unlimited popcorn and drinks and the whole theater to ourselves. It was wonderful! I love the music in Dirty Dancing, and it's another of those I've never seen before on the big screen. What a change it was to go back from that warm little haven into the rain again.

-Cooking french onion soup while Jonee blared music from The Wizard of Oz as he prepared for an upcoming school concert. It was so much fun to hear the whimsical and bizarre music. Jonee commented, "Were these people on drugs when they wrote this or what?!"

-Going to a screening of For The Bible Tells Me So, a documentary looking at the relationship between the church and homosexuality through hearing the stories of several prominent Christian American families. It was really powerful, and my friend Padraig was speaking at it. At the end, he said, "I don't think Jesus is on my side. He doesn't belong to me. I can't tame him, but he has some interesting things to say." What a wise soul!

an arm and a leg

-A couple walking arm in arm through the park.

-A pink cottonball sunset behind the dark outline of my church.

-Meeting up with Catherine at St. George's (and incidentally seeing Fiona and the Sedgewicks there too) and then going with her as she took pictures for a photography project she's doing. Her subject is a one-armed, one-legged doll her mother had in the 50's and she's taking picture of her all around town. It was a hilarious exercise, because people kept walking by as the doll was repositioned and Catherine with all the style of a Hollywood producer snapped photos. As people walked by many tried to hold in their laughter, and then just couldn't and we all laughed. There's not a lot that's more random than stumbling upon the photo shoot of a one-armed, one-legged doll. That's why it was so much fun!

-Going dancing with my fun carnival girls at the Oh Yeah! Centre, a really hip, quirky venue that turns into a club every two weeks. The crowd was wonderfully older than the usual clubs and so all the music was 80's and 90's. When I came in, Caoimhe (that's pronounced "Kieva" by the way), Suzie (the birthday girl), Denise and John all welcomed me with hugs and "Yaaaaay you're here!" and we danced the night away. John's one of the carnival drummers and I had no idea he could move like that! He's also my postman, and so at one point I turned to him and said, "You're a good dancer! You should deliver the mail like that." He quipped back, "What makes you think I don't??"

i spy with my little eye...

-C.S. Lewis once said that all of his great ideas and thoughts came through taking a walk. I had such an experience last night. A little girl in Religious Ed asked me about how you know that God puts people first, how you know that God works in the world when you can't see God. I said that it's about faith, about believing in something even if you can't see it and about looking for God in little ways through other people. "Okay," she said with the amazing acceptance of a child. I was thinking about faith all day, and while walking it came to me that faith is seeing when you don't believe and believing when you don't see. I mean, faith is looking for God even when you're not sure God's there and believing God's there when you can't see evidence of it.

-Wearing a cozy oversized scarf to keep out the cold air.

-Coming in from the cold, swirling rain absolutely soaked and having a delightfully hot cup of mango strawberry tea.

-A really great hug.

hey, i'm a funghi

-Delicate tiny, brown mushrooms growing along a lichen-covered tree trunk.

-Andrea bringing Chris and me lunch of sandwiches with clementines and yoghurt, all in a very first-day-of-school-appropriate tupperware container. It was so thoughtful.

-Singing Sister Act songs with girls from the youth group and thinking of my sister and how we used to sing them to each other over the phone. We all just belted out "AH-AH-AH-AHHLAAYYLOOOYAH" in the middle of the coffee shop with no shame. What fun.

it's golden, you know.

-Reading in the Linenhall Library coffee shop and appreciating the utter silence of the place. What a change from outside. It was so quiet that I could hear each little coarse grain of sugar mingling with my winter spice tea, the clink of the spoon as I stirred and the regal dong-dong-dong of the Grandfather clock. Looking out on a glowing city hall and sitting in silence was a simple refreshment.

-My co-worker remarking to me as we compiled a report outlining our values for youth ministry, "You're on fire!"

-Spidery black branches stretching out across a wintery lavender sky. Lovely autumn seems to have left after too short a visit, and winter is here. Today, I had to put on my warm plaid flannel shirt and cozy fur-hooded sweater.

chunks of grace

-A wonderful day at the market full of exciting things (I really do never get tired of St. George's): German visitors with Andrea and Tilmann, purple cauliflower, devil's food cupcakes, one of the church young people working at a stall and the vintage clothing lady making something just for me. I've bought a couple of things from her before and this time she had a lovely brown vest (they call it a "waistcoat" here) with brass buttons that was embroidered with a beautiful flower and embellished with orange trim. I loved it immediately, and told her so, and she replied with a smile, "I made this with you in mind." I tried it on and it was too big, but she just got her pins out and pinned it to my size, saying she'd have it ready for me next week at the market. She even gave my friend who bought a sweater a discount. How lovely is that?

-Getting on the bus and showing the driver my day ticket, only to have him react with amazement like I'd just shown him a winning lottery ticket. Enthusiasm is just wonderful.

-Going to the Crown Bar (where John Wayne filmed parts of "The Quiet Man") to meet the Germans and claiming one of the charming stage-coach-esque booths (they call it a "snug") while I was waiting for them. Some very friendly and slightly inebriated folks came and sat in it with me and we enjoyed hilarious conversation (as you might expect). When the Germans all arrived, we turned into one big, happy tri-national gathering and all parted with hugs and well-wishes at the end of the night. Tilmann said to me at one point, "I bet these are big chunks of grace for you!" I couldn't put it better myself.

nightlight

-Christmas coming to the city centre of Belfast. It's really early, but without Thanksgiving, what's to stop 'em? I think the bright colorful lights and banners add a lot of warmth to such a cold place. The neon glow even makes the ever-present rain beautiful.

-Having dinner with new and old friends and deeply enjoying their company.

-A really wonderful night's rest after a really demanding day.

dancing night and day

-Lovely light while walking to and from work: sunshine through golden trees in the morning and city light and the moon glowing at night.

-Dancing with such gusto in contemporary dance class that I spun my rubberband right out of my ponytail during a turn.

-Telling a story and doing a little shake at a funny part and realizing with joy that I have picked this little dance up up from my 18-month old niece.

be

It's our last day at this heavenly house, and so I took a wee dander outside accompanied by a cuppa tea and Casey to admire the charm of its garden. I love the hand-woven fence that looks like it's straight out of Braveheart, the swirly tendrils of green-tinged vines growing, bright red sticks of a shrub that are so lovely they don't need leaves and the content cat sunning herself in a window. I made a new collage/painting this weekend that is a fitting word: be. What a wonderful weekend of be-ing.

weather permitting

-Homemade cinnamon rolls and coffee.

-Weather that calls for laziness. It's rained all day long (this is pretty common) so I just stayed in and watched Last of the Mohicans and worked on a painting.

-The way I get a little adrenaline rush when I start looking at potential calls.

If heaven is a house...

...it looks like this. The housemates and I are holed up in a lovely farmhouse in Craigantlet for a long weekend. Jonee's housesitting, and the owners of this heavenly habitation let him bring friends and enjoy it while they're away. I'm enjoying four days of this gorgeous house nestled in green hills, spent almost entirely in my pajamas reading books, cooking and watching movies. I've taken an afternoon nap in the middle of a torrential downpour worthy of a Jane Austen novel, watched Coppola's Dracula with housemates while cuddling with the amazing dog Casey, came downstairs to fresh pancakes for breakfast, worked on a new painting, baked and eaten tons of monster cookies and more. It's heaven.

no rhyme or reason

-Going to Dorothy's for dinner and seeing the whimsical painting she has up in her lounge. There's something about the colors and style that reminds me very much of the pictures in a nursery rhyme book I had as a child, and so I found it comforting and imaginative.

-Mark, Dorothy's hilarious 3-year-old grandson, proudly announcing in the middle of dinner that he was "going to go to a hotel with an elephant and make a mess!" This continued for several minutes to include a nearly complete zoo population: lions, bears, monkeys and giraffes were apparently coming as well. For some reason, with each new animal added he did a mischievous little eye roll and giggled loudly.

-Waking up early to hear rain pelting the roof in soothing rhythms and turning over and drifting back to sleep.

Indiana Jones and The Walk in the Park

-A lovely walk through the park.

-Going to the first ladies' Bible study of the autumn. I enjoyed sitting in a room full of wise and faithful women and listening to their ideas (and adding a few of my own) while drinking earl grey tea in delicate china cups and nibbling homemade scones.

-Feeling really tired at the end of the day and getting a text from a friend that dance class was cancelled this week because of the half-term break. Yay, relaxation!

-Oh, I forgot something I definitely wanted to blog about! Last night, for some reason, a local movie theatre here was showing Indiana Jones and The Last Crusade. I dragged along Andrea and Tilmann and we herded ourselves into a theatre packed with Indy nerds like myself. We all laughed in unison, my German friends translated some parts for me (there's a certain fight scene where a Nazi says "this American fights like a girl!" ha!) and we all applauded at the end. It took me back to my childhood watching Indy and his hilarious adventures. What a wonderful night.

gourmet any time of day

-Being inspired by a friend from high school to bake pumpkin cupcakes with cream cheese icing. I'm craving all things autumnal right now (can't you tell??), and these are delicious! Sadly, there's no pumkin pie filling to be found anywhere on this wee island, so I had to go old-school, and chop one up, roast it, scoop out the yumminess and blend it all up into a puree. A fair bit of work, but completely worth it. They were so yummy that I just devoured two before going to church last night in place of dinner. Not the healthiest option at all, but there's nothing wrong with a little indulgence every now and then. I'm willing myself not to eat some more for breakfast...pumkin's a vegetable, right?? Ha!

-Receiving the last ever Gourmet magazine in the mail from my mom. Sadly, they're being shut down due to lack of funds and so this Thanksgiving one is their last print. It was really thoughful to have it sent to me. I'm going to try and do some of the recipes justice.

-Waking up to birds singing and chattering on the roof.