Highlights from 2011

As 2011 comes to a close, it’s time to reflect on the year that has passed.  And this wouldn’t be complete without reflecting on the year that was on Reflections From a Red Head.

Here are the top 7 posts from 2011:

The most popular post by far for 2011 was the short and sweet post titled ‘I’d rather forget things that I have done, rather than the things that I have not done.’  It was posted in July 2011, and even today still rates holds it’s place as one of the top two posts read every day on Reflections from a Red Head.

The second most popular post, just behind numero uno, is a simple little post about the effect a mosquito can have…’If you think you are too small to make a difference, try sleeping with a mosquito‘.

Inner Beauty Shining Bright‘ is an important post to me, personally, as it was the first post for The Beauty of Difference series – the write-up of an interview I did with my dear friend Siti. Starting the series in September 2011, my vision was to share different stories, of different people, doing different things, and making a difference along the way.  I can truly say that the stories people have entrusted in me to share throughout the last four months of 2011 have succeeded in showing me a new path and in changing my life.  I feel truly blessed.

The most commented on post for 2011 was a guest post (only just!!) from the awesomeness that is Hajra Khatoon!  ’Knowledge is the key to tolerance‘ was a post from Hajra, where she bared her heart and soul for The Beauty of Difference series.  Thank you my friend :)

One of my favourite photo-posts from 2011 is ‘The River‘, as this is when I really started pushing myself – you know, ‘looking outside the box’ and that kind of guff.  Once I took these photos I actually started believing in my ability (and the compliments I got on some of the photos helped too :) ).

What I believe was the most powerful post from a guest blogger in 2011 on Reflections From a Red Head was from Abdul Mateen.  Up until Abdul, I had featured the stories of many Muslim women.  With Abdul, he shared with us the experiences and beliefs of a Muslim man.  When I first read the his post ‘The Beauty of Difference’, I was blown away – the eloquence, the power, the strength and beauty in the way the words were sewn together.

The final post I share with you was one where I shared a wake up call of sorts.  In the last few months of 2011 I realised that I couldn’t keep living the way I was living, as I wasn’t really living.  I was just getting by – barely. ‘It’s Time to be Gentle on Myself Body Mind and Soul‘ was a an angst-riddled post from me sharing how I had been feeling, and making a public pledge that I was changing my life. I didn’t know it then but this turned into a weekly – and then bi-weekly post on my attempts, failures, successes, and tips ‘Body, Mind and Soul’.  I do hope for this to continue into 2012, along with a new addition – a weekly post from my Diary of the Dietary Challenged.

What do you think?

What was your favourite post on Reflections From a Red Head in 2011?

What would you like to see more of on Reflections From a Red Head in 2012?

Who would you like to see profiled in ‘The Beauty if Difference’ series in 2012?

And is there something else you would like to see covered / written about / photographed?

Feel free to leave a comment, or email your feedback to janine.ripper@gmail.com.

I’m looking forward to 2012! I hope you are too :)

Body, Mind and Soul: Some Time Out

One of my main goals for 2011 was to put my health first, and to not go through another year constantly stressed, with recurrent colds, stomach upsets and endless fatigue.

If you have followed me at all this year, you would know that I tanked so badly at it, it’s not funny.

BUT

I must give myself some credit for noticing the error of my ways before 2011 ticked over to 2012 – and a few months early at that!

Quitting the old job, going part-time in the new job, eating better, seeing a naturopath, commencing light exercise, pushing back on…everything…Sure I went a bit too hard with the whole ‘changing my life thing’ to start with, but I do now believe that I am heading towards a more balanced life.

Which brings me to last weekend, where I took some time out.  On Friday I drove to Yallingup, a coastal town about 4 hours south of Perth, to spend a long weekend with some of my family, notably my sister-in-law Rachel, and my beautiful nieces Charlotte – 3 – and Emily – 8 months.

Yallingup beach

I had the best time hitting the road by myself, allowing the country and ocean air to successfully rid my brain of its cobwebs.

It was wonderful eating great food and spending some quality time with my sister, brother and their friends.

My brother Luke and I

It was relaxing spending a girly night with my sister-in-law watching ‘chick flicks’.

It was absolutely joyous just being with my nieces, especially little Charlotte who has succeeded in stealing my heart.

My niece Charlotte and I

And it was satisfying spending time with my man (who joined us a day later) and my camera (I took 140 photos in the first day).

I thoroughly enjoyed the time out from my day-to-day life, from chores, from the internet (I even managed to go internet and computer-less throughout the entire weekend), from my brain and stress…I even managed to get a healthy dose of Vitamin D!

Sun, surf and sand - Yalingup

I vow to myself to do this more from now.  Lucky for me there’s another road trip planned this coming weekend!  On Friday Denis and I hit the road, on a 7 hour drive to Kalgoorlie with his 2 kiddies and our dog.  From breathtaking beaches one weekend to the striking vastness of a mining town.  It is with this thought that I realise I really do love this country after all.

The long country road to Kalgoorlie

Let’s open our eyes and ‘see’ the person within

Growing up in a country mining town, I was surrounded by racism, sexism and bigotry.  It would have been easy for me to have adopted this way of ‘thinking’, but thankfully I didn’t. 

I am blessed to have met some of the most amazing, beautiful, open-minded people from all corners of the Earth, who have shared their cultures, their thoughts, their food, their clothes, their friends, their families and their stories with me.  My life is so much richer for it.

When we open ourselves up to the world, and the people in it, we start to understand others, and they understand us.  We shouldn’t ‘see’ people first by colour, race, gender, religion, nationality, etc.  We should first see them as a person.

There never were in the world two opinions alike, no more than two hairs or two grains; the most universal quality is diversity

Michel de Montaigne – Philosopher and Writer, 1533-1592

The Red Heads Homage to Photography: Nature

Today’s photos come to you courtesy of my partner, Denis Defontaine.  They were taken on a ‘family walk’ last weekend (family consisting of our pooch, Denis and I).

It truly is amazing what you can find when you get out in the open air and open your eyes to what is around you!

If you are interested in seeing more of Denis’ artwork, you can find him at http://ArrogantOne.deviantart.com/ 

 

If there is light in the soul…

Only a few words for today’s post in ‘The Beauty of Difference’ series, but – oh – they say so much.

If there is light in the soul,
There will be beauty in the person.
If there is beauty in the person,
There will be harmony in the house.
If there is harmony in the house,
There will be order in the nation.
If there is order in the nation,
There will be peace in the world.

-Chinese Proverb

If you would like to join ‘The Beauty of Difference’ series, contact me via Twitter, the Contact Janine page on this blog, or via email at janine.ripper@gmail.com.

The Importance of Colour in Your Life

On Friday night I found myself slipping back into an old habit.

As I stood in front of the wardrobe, I was in a state of distress as to what to wear. I had tried on 3 dresses and wasn’t happy with any of them, the skin on my face was itchy from the eczema I have developed, and I felt ugly. The last thing I felt like doing was hitting the town with a girlfriend. This was reminisce of my former self, who loved jeans and all things black, and was known to have a lot of panic attacks over going out in public, in deciding what to wear, over thinking she was ugly, and so on.

I’d been in a funk all day – my day off work. The one day I have given myself to look after me. That’s the whole reason I went part-time.  But I just couldn’t get motivated, I was fatigued, and I was down.

I’d managed to drag myself out of the funk a little after a phone call from my sister-in-law, a girly chat, and a nice healthy home-made roasted pumpkin and walnut salad with accompanying green juice for lunch. But then I slipped back down again whilst standing in front of the sorry excuse for a wardrobe.

As the tears welled I threw on some black tights and a red dress with polka dots. It’s my new favourite, and it is so unlike the old me who steered away from colour.

I put on some jewellery, covered my eczema as much as I could, curled my hair – which went well with my newly lopped locks – and slipped on some heals.

I kissed Denis goodbye with the remnants of tears still in my eyes, and headed out the door.

Slowly, yet surely, my mood lifted. It was helped along by my favourite cocktail – a capirosca – and a good meal and a nice bar.  It was helped even further by fantastic service and great conversation.  And it was helped even further by the felt that I felt good in my red, polka dot dress, and people (even women) were commenting on how good I looked.

And that’s when I got to thinking.

Colour plays an important part in our day.

The colours you wear can go a lot towards helping your mood.

Your mood effects how you feel, and how you come across to others.

Therefore today, in getting ready for the first event I’ve coordinated in my new job, I slipped on my black tights, heals and another red dress that I picked up a few weeks back. I hadn’t worn it before, and I admit on looking in the mirror – well – my old Negative Nelly tried to lie to myself and tell me I looked ugly – but do you know what!  I managed to convince her that I actually looked good, and thus – I felt good (it worked!). I felt more confident today then I usually would. The event went well.  I walked through the city afterwards with my head held high and heels clicking. The Big Issue Man I usually walked past commented on my ‘colour’ and that it was gorgeous.  I felt good.

So, from here on in, I vow to inject more colour into my life – and particularly my wardrobe. I don’t want to be that timid, passive girl that blends into the crowd anymore.  I’m also going to start wearing more dresses, as part of me might just like being a girl.

Lady in Red - a few years back at my Mum's wedding

 

 

 

 

 

Different People Who Made a Difference

Helen Keller was an inspiring woman who refused to let physical differences stop her from living her life.  

‘I seldom think about my limitations, and they never make me sad.

Perhaps there is just a touch of yearning at times;

But it is vague, like a breeze among flowers’.

She became deaf and blind at the age of 19 months, but this did not hold her back from becoming an educated woman, learning how to communicate in numerous ways, and becoming a world-famous speaker and writer.  She is known as the first deaf-blind person to graduate from university.

‘All the world is full of suffering. It is also full of overcoming’.

Helen devoted much of her life to championing for the rights of the blind, amongst other causes. She was also known as a suffragist, a pacifist, a socialist and a birth control supporter.  She was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom in 1964 and was inducted into the Women’s Hall of Fame in 1965.

Helen Keller

The best and most beautiful things in the world cannot be seen, nor touched … but are felt in the heart.

A truly admirable woman who can teach us all something, even today.

Do you know of a ‘different’ person who has made a difference?


Snapshot of The Beauty of Difference series

Today I thought I’d provide you a snapshot of some of the heart-felt and inspirational posts that have been shared as part of ‘The Beauty of Difference’ series right here on Reflections From a Red Head.

In case you missed the meaning behind the series, I started it as an attempt to share with the greater world the stories of some of the amazing people I know from all over the world who are ‘different’ for some way or another.  So far people have shared their personal experiences with depression, bullying, racism, finding their identity, chasing their passions and learning to love themselves for who they are.

I had hopes to at least help a few people ‘see’.  I have been blown out of the water by each and every person who has shared their story with me, the stories themselves as well as those that have stepped by, read the posts and those that have taken the time to leave comments.

So here is a selection for you to sink your teeth into:

Inner Beauty Shining Bright: The first post in the series is special to me as, well, it was the first one, and after all it was a piece about a beautiful friend of mine – Afifah Mohd Salehan.

Stained, written by beautiful blogger Marie Loerzel from Rock the Kasbah. When I received this post via email from Marie my breath was taken away by how beautifully written it was.

The Beauty of Difference is…a stunning poem contributed by Calisha Bennet, from Diamonds of Islam.

The post that has received the most visits so far is Its About Damn Time I Like Me by the awesome Lalia Voce from Skank Rattle and Roll.

And the latest – The Beauty of Difference – by Abdul Mateen, of which one reader referred to as ‘absolute poetry’.

I hope you enjoy the selection, and please feel free to leave comments!

Also, if you are interested in participating, do not hesitate to contact me directly.

Janine

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EVERYTHING HAS ITS BEAUTY BUT NOT EVERYONE SEES IT - CONFUCIUS

 

The beauty of difference

Today’s post in ‘The Beauty of Difference’series comes to you from Abdul Mateen, a 26 year old hajji (title given to a Muslim person who has successfully completed the pilgrimage to Mecca) who currently resides in Melbourne, Australia. Abdul has a business degree in Marketing & Management and is certified in the field of Islam da’awah.  Abdul currently delivers lectures and works closely with the AMSSA (Australian Muslim Social Service Agency).  I you would like to contact Abdul he can be contacted at back2thesunnah@gmail.com

Since the fallout of 9/11 ‘beauty’ is a noun rarely, if ever, associated with religious difference. As a Muslim residing in the West, debunking fallacious arguments and sweeping generalisations under the prayer rug has become a full time – regrettably unpaid – second job. Extinguishing the fire of prejudice and dismantling stereotypes can be an exhausting task but is one of paramount importance in such a polarised world. At times I feel thrust under the microscope of suspicion; presumed guilty until proven innocent.

“Satan rejoiced when Adam (pbuh) came out of Paradise, but he did not know that when a diver sinks into the sea, he collects pearls and then rises again.”

– Ibn Qayyim (famous Islamic scholar)

I am a fundamentally different, radically unique, and extremely sincere individual who loves to smile in the face of adversity; however the media would tell you otherwise. Whether I like it or not I am commonly perceived as ‘the Other’. I have a long conspicuous beard – the kind that attracts a myriad of curious and leering eyes on the subway. My fuzzy appearance becomes a topic of conversation so I take the opportunity to remind people that 5 o’clock shadows have embellished many prominent Western figures throughout time. Did Abraham Lincoln’s Gettysburg address fall on deaf ears? The inauguration of Obama would suggest not; but the notion, all men are created equal, is not nearly manifested enough in my experience. Some 14 centuries ago, Muhammad (pbuh) informed us that our Lord is one, our father (Adam) is one, and no individual – irrespective of race – has superiority over another, except by way of piety.

The frequently discussed but seldom understood topic of women in Islam has become an indirect assault on the Muslim male; that is to say, every word of commentary on the so-called oppression of my wife, whether general or specific, implies a significant degree of wrongdoing on my behalf, and is ultimately attributed to a religion perceived as inherently misogynistic. Refuting baseless claims is the simple part; upholding good manners and adhering to Islamic etiquette is the real test.

“Invite (people) to the way of your Lord with wisdom and good counsel. And argue with them in the best of manners.” 

[Noble Qur’an 16:125]

I am a firm believer in connecting with people at a grass-roots level; earlier today I went to the city with the intention of providing clarity on common misconceptions enshrouding my religion. I assembled a small table and displayed a placard which poses the question, “what do you really know about Islam?” I spent the afternoon engaging with numerous individuals and enjoyed some fruitful discussions. I was approached by a young lady who was keen to learn more about the treatment of women in Islam. After citing copious examples including renowned British journalist Yvonne Ridley – a Taliban prisoner who converted to Islam after the kind treatment she received in captivity – the young lady smiled and conveyed her gratitude.

In an authentic hadith narrated by al-Tirmidhi, the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) said,

“The best of you is the one who is best to his wife.”

It deeply saddens me to discover there are some people who are genuinely surprised when they meet a Muslim man capable of holding a constructive and civil discourse; almost as tho they anticipate an aggressive medieval figure wielding a sabre. I can assure you that the closest I have come to blood-thirsty behaviour was vehemently opposing those who describing the Twilight series as a literary phenomenon.

In an authentic hadith reported in Sahih Al-Bukhari, the Prophet Muhammad (pbuh) said,

“The strong is not the one who overcomes the people by his strength, but the strong is the one who controls himself while in anger.”

This is not a thinly-veiled attack on the Western world;

this is not academic penmanship grounded in objectivity;

this is not an excusatory or apologetic piece on behalf of the ummah;

this is, simply put, the modest expression of one Muslim man influenced by a unique set of circumstances and experiences;

this is the beauty of difference.

A Red Heads Homage to Photography

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