A letter to Mr. Baillieu
Although I am completely against abortion at any stage of a pregnancy I am particularly disturbed by the knowledge that a percentage of late term aborted babies are born alive then left to die. What a terrible abomination. How terribly sickening to be aware of this practice occuring regularly in our beautiful country and being powerless to change it.
Therefore, I appeal to you Mr Baillieu. You are not powerless. You can change this. This is so wrong – please make it right.
Yours Sincerely
(my name)
If you feel as strongly on this issue as I do please make your voice heard!
Write to your local MP. Write to the Premier – Ted Baillieu, Deputy Premier – Peter Ryan and Health Minister – Hon David Davies.
Address your letters to C/- Parliament House, Spring Street, Melbourne, Vic, 3000
Giveaway winners announced….
Winners of my embroidery pattern are:
Quilary Forest Dweller Amme
Congrats to you all – your pattern will be flying towards you via cyberspace shortly – and thanks to all who entered. The pattern is available in my Etsy shop.
Amme – I don’t have any contact details for you, could you please email me?
Featured!
Waldorf Window Stars
Ann really inspires me with her paper stars and I have been meaning to make some with the children for ages. I finally got around to ordering some kite paper from Winterwood (it’s not easy to find in Australia).
The children enjoyed making something so pretty and our windows are brighter and cheerful. Now all I need is this book to make some more detailed ones!
My Creative Space
Ojo de Dios weaving
A new pattern and a giveaway!
Self worth
Last year I had a job interview for the first time in many years and was struck by this realisation: I don’t believe in myself anymore. In my darker times I think of myself as a loser! The one who never made anything of herself.
I don’t know how this happened. But I do know it goes hand in hand with being a “housewife” (for want of better word). I shouldn’t feel like this. I have a loving and encouraging husband. My children love me and depend on me.
It is so important to me that as my children grow and develop they have the belief that they can reach great heights and nothing within reason is out of reach. Am I conveying that to them when my own self worth has dwindled to next to nothing?
When I was performing I sang to rooms of people on a regular basis. I wasn’t phased. I knew I was good. People liked to hear me sing. It was a great feeling.
Now I find that I’m constantly trying but getting nowhere – I guess that I feel I no longer have anything to offer. I’m naturally a creative person and find it difficult that I’m unable to make a living from that creativity – I have that silly feeling that money = success.
I’m not sure why I’m writing this. Letting off steam helps a little. And I would love to hear from anyone who finds themselves in the same situation or has been through it. I hope it doesn’t sound like a “will someone please feel sorry for me?” post – that isn’t my intention.
Thanks for listening š
New fabric in the shop!