A pet friendly place to call home

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We live in a society of rules and regulations. Most body corporates will allow small well behaved companion animals, why then is it so difficult to find a pet friendly home to rent in Sydney? We have friends who do not declare their pets and go to great lengths to hide any pet related evidence when the real estate agent comes to call.

The last time we moved house we looked at thirty properties, none were advertised as pet friendly. Whenever we asked if pets were allowed we were told that we needed to lodge an application, that applications would be assessed on their merits and that having a pet would go against us. Agents related stories of how pets mistreated property, damaged carpets, paint work and gardens. I believe the care of a property is the responsibility of the tenant. Just as children are a reflection of how their parents allow them to behave, it’s the same for pet owners, they are after all our fur kids.

The pressure increased for us to find a pet friendly home. When submitting a tenancy application we began including a supplementary information sheet containing a photograph of fluffy white Stan, our well behaved, house trained, bundle of joy:

. No, Stan won’t be left at home all day
. Yes, Stan gets on well with other dogs and people
. By the way, Stan goes to doggy day care once a week so that he can socialise with other dogs

Eventually we found a real estate agent who thought we were a good prospect. We agreed to make good any damage caused by Stan and to fumigate for fleas when we move out.

I call on owners of investment properties to say yes to pets!

Tell me how does it feel

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About 20 minutes into powering away on the cross trainer, the track “Tell me how does it feel”, by Adiva and Vicky Fee, remixed by Kam Shafaati, gives me the boost I need to fly to the end of my cardio session. I find the track uplifting and inspiring. The words reflect my need to sometimes play the Hermit card, seek silent counsel and reflect.

The lyrics are from New Trance Music.

I needed time, to think it over
I needed space, to be alone
Guess I’ve been running for a reason
But I’ve been losing on my own

I needed time, to find my freedom
I needed truth, within my soul
Guess I’ve been lost, inside the silence
I knew that love, would bring me home

Inside my mind
I need to find
A place inside my heart
I need to feel
There’s something real
That can’t be torn apart

Tell me how does it feel
How does it feel
How does it feel, to feel love ?

Tell me how does it feel
How does it feel
Tell me how does it feel to feel love ?

I took the photograph at sunset last Summer in Mykonos.

You can download Kam’s podcast at: Liquid Sunrise podcast

While looking for the lyrics I came across Best Trance Lyrics

Creative Passion

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I wrote the following to describe the energy of creativity that builds within me before erupting. It seems appropriate that I include a photograph of Mount Vesuvius slumbering next to the Bay of Naples, Italy.

I took the picture from the terrace of the Grand Hotel Excelsior Vittoria, Summer 2012.

Like molten rock creativity churns
Deep within me, it spins, spits, spurts and burns.
Eager for release it seeks chink and crack
Sparks fly out too many to catch, to track.

Ideas settle, gain heat, grow strong, ignite.
Air fans the flames to inspire beyond sight,
Time’s consumed, no thought of hunger or thirst
Need only feed the inner seed to burst
Onto the physical plane to receive
Interest measured without need to deceive.

Brief relief from inner forces at work
Deep felt passion again begins to lurk.

(c) Robert Jones 2013, All Rights Reserved

Harvest time in the city

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A couple of years ago we lived in a townhouse with a tiled courtyard and raised flower beds. For the first time since eating from my grand parent’s garden we were able to grow a delicious crop of rhubarb and lettuces.

Encouraged by our success when we moved to a house with a small garden, I planted basil seeds in pots and took more care of the potted fruit trees my partner had been giving me over the years.

This Summer we have been enjoying mint, basil, rosemary, bay leaf, thyme, oregano and marjoram. As the Autumn chill has crept into the mornings we have been harvesting. The olives will be ready on 9th May, the lemons and limes are ripening nicely and my partner has made basil pesto. I can’t find the right words to describe the deeply seated inner satisfaction of being able to grow, eat and share some of our food.

All you need is a bit of space, a little time and a sprinkle of patience to reap the benefits. Have a go!

Inspiration:
Back to our garden roots urban-farming-and-limited-spaces

February Post For Peace

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global family

Every day I am amazed when I sit down at my computer to connect with people from all over this planet in some small way.  They are simple, brilliant, funny, complicated, emotional, practical, talented, angry, happy, bewildered, kind and beautiful.  And so much more.  They are my extended family.  I like to share their joy, sympathize with their problems, marvel at their creations, laugh when they’re funny, shed a tear and send a virtual hug when they’re sad.

I’m trying to be a better blogging friend but because I’ve spread myself so thin and followed so many incredible people, there are days when I don’t have enough intelligent comments in my brain to go around.  I’m lucky to make two or three passably interesting observations a day.  But if I click that LIKE button, I’m not joking, I’ve done it because I LIKE you and I like what you have to say.

The other thing that amazes me is…

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Dark swan of peace

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I have been struggling with this month’s Bloggers for Peace challenge, which is one of the reasons it is nearing the end of April as I complete this post.

All I can offer are my opinions which are not based on my childhood experience of anger, sexism, racism and abuse due to my step father’s narrow minded and twisted view of life. I believed everything I was told, it was not until I moved from home that I discovered there was so much more to life than tv game shows, compulsive gambling and domestic violence. Thank goodness my mother escaped from the years of hell she endured for the sake of us kids.

The dark swan is not evil because of its colour, just as the dark shadow of youth within me is not evil. Both have the ability to be free.

Something of my inner child remains hiding deep inside. It surfaces in moments of playfulness and delight. I believe that children need love and care combined with exposure to as broad as possible points of view, information, people and attitudes. Guardians need to be available to answer their questions and to help them find their own way through the maze of stereotypes and punitive attitudes society will throw in their way.

Enable the children to find freedom and peace where it exists for them.

References:
Good guys and bad guy – teaching my children about peace
B4peace how do we raise children to be peaceful
Out and about at 13
Bloggers for Peace website

Let me play among the stars

20130424-210405.jpg The Eagle Nebula, credit: ESA/Hubble & NASA

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On a-Jupiter and Mars
In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby, kiss me

Fill my heart with song
And let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

Fill my heart with song
Let me sing for ever more
You are all I long for
All I worship and adore
In other words, please be true
In other words, in other words
I love you

The song, Fly Me To The Moon, was written in 1954 by Bart Howard and originally titled “In Other Words.” There are many recorded versions of this song, but the most well-known is a swinging arrangement by Quincy Jones and sung by Frank Sinatra.
Credit Suidoo

More street signs, please?

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It takes superhero powers to be able to read all of the road signs, watch for pedestrians, animals, children, cyclists, other motorists…. oh and drive safely in Sydney!

I took this picture on a side road in Dulwich Hill this afternoon.