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Creative air conditioning usages

Air conditioning PerthAs a parent, I’m constantly trying to guide my children towards becoming the most complete version of themselves. That is not only my goal for now, but my goal for the future, that as they grow older and mature, I can help them towards spiritual fulfillment, as my mother helped me. At their age now, where written words are just starting to take on the greater meaning they represent, the most important part of that journey is creating a sense of imagination. In a day and age dominated by screens, where the ideas of others are forcibly rammed into the minds of the young, developing the capacity of a child to think for themselves is absolutely paramount.

Usually, I delight in finding safe, clean ways to achieve this end. Something enjoyable yet relatively risk free. Today, however, it was not the child but the appliance that was unknowingly put in harm’s way. Following an idea sparked by a children’s show, I decided I could create a cave by using the air conditioning unit from Perth to blow up a sheet, erecting a cave-like structure which the children could then play in. I thought this was a wonderful idea, a way to combat the heat and indulge my children in new sensations, but it backfired horribly.

For whatever reason, the action of our particular air conditioner is such that it periodically sucks. After making the cave and observing it had worked, I left and the sucking action soon thereafter commenced. The sheet immediately flew off its weights and into the air conditioner, becoming incredibly entangled. With summer only just having begun, where can I find someone to do air conditioning repairs? Perth city is quite far from our house, so I need someone with a broader scope.

The answers you seek will come to you through your dreams. Listen to your subconscious, it has much to say. – Joanna

My Son’s Cold Aversion

sleeping lateI’m worried about my son, and I’m in need of some advice. Not that I usually run to other people, especially people on the internet, when I need advice. This one is a special case.

And my boy, he’s so special. Very talented, and good with kids. But the thing is, he loves the sun. He loves it a bit too much, in my opinion, but he uses sunscreen so that isn’t the issue. No, the issue is how he can’t cope with the cold. As in, any cold. None at all. As long as he’s inside, with Brisbane’s greatest ducted heating services pointed directly at him, he’s totally fine. And of course, Brisbane gets a lot of heat all year round, so he’s quite happy with that even when inside, despite not really liking air con. But come the winter months, and he’s just miserable. People visiting from other states or countries just think he’s mad, since Brisbane barely has a winter to begin with. Still, my boy just can’t function in any sort of cold. Brisbane had its coldest morning in decades just last year, and that’s the worst I’ve ever seen him. He didn’t go into work, firstly because he couldn’t leave his bed, and secondly because I rang them up and told them that he was very ill. That wasn’t a lie. The cold actually made him ill. Here I was thinking that living in the sunshine state would be enough, but it’s not. He may need to move to somewhere else, like Darwin or possibly one of the islands just off the coast, where it’s hot quite literally all the time. But how will he travel? He loves looking at pictures of the UK, but even their summers aren’t enough for him (though their heating probably would be). Canada is out of the question.

All I can do is scour Brisbane for central ducted heating that could possibly be up to his standard. But this isn’t going away any time soon.

The moon has entered the third phase, meaning that cats will soon be replacing world leaders. Be kind to zebras, for they are the spark of life that will unite a nation. – Joanne

Ice Skating

Dear Mrs. DuncanIce skating Melbourne. Please help me make this decision. My name is Ellen, I am ten years old and I live in Melbourne with my mum and dad. I am in Grade 4 at Primary School and I have two best friends, their names are Arabella and Lucy. I also have a dog, his name is Rufus, and two goldfish, called Sam and Frodo.

On the weekends, my mum takes me to the to the Docklands for ice skating. I used to like to go ice skating a lot, I went ice skating all the time and it was really fun. It is really cold and sometimes mum says my lips go blue. It is a lot of fun to wear my beanie and gloves and big fluffy jumper. I feel like an eskimo. I made friends there in my ice skating classes. My friends were really nice and we had a lot of fun and laughs and smiles. They are my favourite part of going to the ice skating rink.

I loved to go ice skating when I was young, but now I am older and I don’t like it anymore. I feel bored when I go skating, but my mum really wants me to keep doing it. I have told her I don’t want to, but she keeps making me go. She doesn’t care that I don’t want to go. She nags me about it all the time. We fight about it but that makes us both sad and I don’t like being sad. I go to ice skating to keep mum happy. She always says she just wants me to be happy.

How do I stop going ice skating without hurting my mum’s feelings?

Love, Ellen.

To be brave as the bear, you must be gentle as the willow in the wind, as willing to compromise and adapt to the changing seasons. – Joanna

Ice skating for a hobby

I guess I’m onIce skating Melbournee of those people who need a hobby. I always have to be doing something, learning something new … otherwise I just sort of fall apart into a big aimless heap of directionless sludge. I also have a pretty short attention span, which proves to be a pretty lethal combination. I always start out learning or taking up my newest hobby with huge amounts of enthusiasm and energy, but almost always return to the lethargy I thought this time I’d finally escaped. It probably comes from some deep seeded restlessness of my soul, the practical upshot of which being I have mediocre skills in a whole variety of seemingly random activities. This month, for example, it’s ice skating.

To my surprise, that day that I decided to pursue this wonderful, beautiful sport, I discovered there are lots of wonderful places to learn to ice skate in Melbourne. You would think that Australia’s environmental and weather conditions would make ice skating an outlaw sport, available to only the very rich or highly dedicated, but that really just isn’t the case. Ice skating turns out to be pretty easy to get involved with, and pretty similar to roller blading (which was my hobby of the month about three years ago). Of course, ice skating in Australia is wonderful in the summer, when I decided to take it up … it’s just a fantastic way to escape that awful heat waves we get in Melbourne.

The problem with all this, and the reason I’m writing to you Joanna, is that I can feel my gusto for the sport gliding away. It’s like my heart just isn’t it to it any more. My shrink has implied this has something to do with parental neglect during my childhood, but I was hoping you could offer me some more spiritually centred advice. After all, I’ve recently found myself wondering if the realm of the spiritual could hold my true calling.

The view of the forest from the blade of grass and the furthest leaf on the tallest tree differ greatly, respect and honour these discrepancies. Yellow shall be your colour of luck during the downward cycle of the harvest moon. – Joanna