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BooksWith a good leadership team, you can be made to feel as though you have received a promotion as well as being given  a 100% pay rise, when in actual fact you remain a volunteer.

Volunteering has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember. I love the thrill of meeting new people, discovering their stories and feel privileged to gift my time, even though I sometimes struggle to juggle my week.

I manage a small library of around 2,000 books within the Church I attend. We also have a corner with books that we sell to help purchase new books for our shelves. It has been a dream of mine for many years, that the area could be a Book Shop/Library /Cafe, a place of nurture for anyone who walked through the doors. Now, after years of dreaming, plans are coming together, walls are coming down and the space is being created.

This concept was conceived eleven years ago and during this time I have carried my vision carefully, guarding and growing the dream . Over the coming few months I think it may be like experiencing ‘Labor Pains’, as all the hard work begins.

It has reminded me that many of us sit on good ideas for a long time before they become a reality. Patience being a difficult virtue for many of us to develop, even though it is a great resource for our personal growth. 

There is a verse in the Bible that says, ‘Without a vision the people perish’. I have found this to be true in all aspects of life. When you turn your back on something or someone, it feels as though a light is turned out and discouragement rules the day.

My mum use to say. ‘Aim for the stars and you may fall short. Aim for the gutter and you will land in it every time.’ 

Whatever is going on in your life at the moment, hold onto your dreams, maintain your vision, work towards your goal.

No one can accomplish that dream like you can. Continue to nurture it because one day it could be your reality.

(c) Sandie’s Snippets 2014


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photo[1]After weeks of building and renovating I have finally moved into my new work area. Tuesday it was clean, tidy and everything had a special spot to live. Wednesday I left some papers spread across the desk in my rush for writers group and was surrounded by; an empty mug, various sheets of paper that needed filing, my writing journal, a piece of homework that had been typed up, two used tissues, a dumped bag and a pair of sunnies that I’d lost the previous evening. All in all, I think I am now moved in and eager to get back to work. The kind that doesn’t involve laying bricks, painting or shifting furniture.

One of the more fun aspects of the move, was a space to create and hang an old door covered in a collection of Bric-a-Brac that has been hidden away and stored for many years; A horseshoe that was once fixed to the wall of  Pete’s Grandfathers farm in the UK. A door knocker given to us by an elderly aunt before we emigrated. Some family brass, inherited and previously neglected. A bunch of rusty old keys, which I can’t resist collecting. A paper mache bug of unknown identity, created by a grandchild, as well as a novelty Emergency Exit sign, requested by my hubby.

This vast space is amazing. Being surrounded by all our books is comforting and pictures already fixed to the walls is inspiring.

Now what was I going to write?

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9950856-paint-and-cansSettling back to life as I know it, after an extended holiday, has been a challenge. Not helped by a major renovation, turning our double garage into a new office, study, lounge area. As always, when it comes to renovations, my role tends to be one of  ‘Trades Assistant’, running around, fetching, finding, holding innate objects and fuelling the man in my life, with copious cups of coffee and meal time snacks.

I’m not grumbling. The new area is taking shape and after bricking up the gap left by removing a roller door (that was in interesting experience for the two of us, as it came crashing to the ground), rendering walls and a coat of paint, it is fast becoming something unique. Painting is not my favourite occupation, but has been placed in my arena, where I tend to wear as much paint as the walls. That is fine, until I go to the shops and discover all the splashes and splodges I missed in the shower as I go through the supermarket check out. Quite embarrassing fo me and the check out person, who just had to tell me that I had paint down my arm. Not sure who blushed the most.

Unlike the rest of our home, which is filled with treasured heirlooms, family photos and practical pieces of furniture, this has a modern, contemporary feel. Already I envision a couple of my own photos, mounted on canvases adorning the walls. My collection of books which are currently scattered around the house will have a place of honour, huddling together on shelves, creating their own work of art, enticing me to handle each one with the reverence they deserve.

There is an air of expectancy about me, the big move capturing my imagination and creating an excitement, not felt for some time. First though, I have light fittings, a rug and a couple of big old armchairs to find.

Let the shopping begin…….

© Sandie’s Snippets 2013

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