Starship Adventures

December 16, 2015 at 2:07 pm (Uncategorized)

The square picture is for icons, the wide ones with the title are…er…title screens. The pointy ones just show up for a second as the app opens.

Or something like that.


 

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Update

October 17, 2015 at 9:04 am (Uncategorized)

For those stumbling across this (retired) site, I’m at felicitybanks.wordpress.com

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A dream

March 22, 2011 at 9:45 am (Uncategorized)

Last night I dreamt that God was going to kill me.

It opened comfortably enough – I was at a hospital chatting to two other people while the doctor took care of us (all at once; he was quite the multitasker). It was a pleasant new-person conversation, and it was nice to have the doctor fussing over us and flattering our minor injuries.

Then the girl went out of the room into the hospital foyer, and the doctor followed her. We heard suspicious noises and the boy and I went to see what was happening. The girl had gone crazy, shot knives from her fingertips, and was killing him. While I dragged the doctor towards the outside door, the boy distracted the girl.

As the doctor and I reached the doorway, I realised that the boy was in the process of transforming into a knife-handed crazy person as well – and they were both heading our way. I abandoned the nice doctor to his horrible fate and flew away.

As I hovered above the hospital, I felt awful for the choice I’d made (despite my lack of practical options for derring-do), and wondered if I could live with myself. At that point, God was flying nearby (no I didn’t see him, but his presence was unmistakeable – somewhat Old Testament-y and scary).

He offered to let me die.

I knew that if I said yes, my life would end immediately. It seemed like a fairly good idea at the time, but I was quite scared and asked if I could say goodbye to CJ first. I also had a feeling CJ had something important to say about my decision.

The sense of God’s immediate presence faded, but I knew I had to hurry to CJ or I’d die before I got there. Also, a lot of other people were starting to fly around me, and they were all extremely dangerous. Some were pure evil already, and others (refugees like me) had the vacant stare that indicated they were beginning to transform.

I flew over the high brick hospital wall and across streets and roads, with more flying refugees and knife-people all around. Fortunately, I was able to fly higher up than most, but I had to keep a careful lookout in all directions.

It transpired that I was in London and CJ was in Canberra. A long and terrifying chase scene ensued.

After flying across the channel to Queensland (yay for subconscious georgraphy – which also gave me a sign in England saying “427km to Australia”) and across long stretches of coastline and desert, I accidentally flew into a tall prison-like school. Several other refugees fluttered frantically against the windows. I wrenched an opaque window from its frame only to stare directly into the balding face of the principal on the other side. I evaded his grasp, but plunged into darkness.

After a moment I realised where I was and reached out one hand. My fingers brushed against CJ’s T-shirt (CJ’s real, physical T-shirt, warm with his body heat), and I knew I was home, and awake, and I didn’t want to die.

How. . . reassuring.

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Adulthood

January 7, 2011 at 9:00 am (Uncategorized)

Before I start, see if you can tell what’s wrong with this picture (of items that I gathered without thinking only moments ago):

Waking up, and moving on. . .

CJ and I plan to have kids one day. We’re in the perfect phase of parenthood – when your kids don’t exist, and are therefore perfect in every way (except that we’re pretty much assuming, based on strong tendencies in our genes, they’ll have ADD, some kind of mental disorder, and a lack of coordination bordering on the comical).

I see our “job” to be teaching our kids how to be good and functional adults. Last night, to clarify my thinking, I wrote a list of what skills or mind-sets ideal adulthood includes:

Awareness of how to maintain physical health, and prepare healthy meals.

Knowing how to run a household.

Being responsible with finances.

Able to hold down a job/s and/or contribute to society.

Human relationships (including holding a conversation, making new friends, accepting/adjusting to different people, and knowing manners and how to treat people with respect – and how to end friendships if necessary).

Romance – how to choose a good life partner and how to stick with them – and parenthood.

A sense of self-worth and contentment and psychological health (including management of illness).

God/spiritual health.

Some of these things, especially at the beginning, are quite easy to teach. Others are taught by example (particularly romance, I think). I think the last item may not be teachable at all.

What do you think?

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God’s Love Language

October 8, 2010 at 2:14 pm (Uncategorized)

Most of you have probably heard of the book “The Five Love Languages”. The theory is that everyone tends toward different ways of both expressing and understanding love. When we’re first in love, we express love in all the ways, but later on we settle into our predominant form of expression – which sometimes means absolutely nothing (or worse) to our partner.

The five love languages are:

1. Quality time.

2. Acts of service (eg doing the dishes when it’s her turn).

3. Touch.

4. Words of affirmation.

5.  Gifts.

On a level beyond rationality, I feel rejected by God because I’ve offered him my life in service (as a missionary to Indonesia), and he has said, “Hmm. Nah – I don’t want that, thanks.” But even I can see that he has given me astonishing gifts – living in the Western world in safety, comfort and wealth (not compared to the average Westerner, but SO much more than the average human being). So the obvious thing for me to do is let God love me in the way he chooses – that is his right, after all.

And of course, the gift of Jesus Christ.

I think we go through a lot of pain because of our false expectations – both on other humans, and on God.

And here’s a pretty picture of some kangaroo paw, in memory of the plant (now deceased) that CJ gave me last Christmas.

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Who is sexier?

September 11, 2010 at 9:40 pm (Uncategorized)

Betty White or Judi Dench?

I can’t decide.

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Julia Gillard, Prime Minister

June 24, 2010 at 9:35 am (Uncategorized)

Hurrah! Something other than myself to write about.

A big part of me wants to send a sympathy card to Kevin Rudd (former PM). I don’t think it’s fair that he got booted. It certainly isn’t fair how visceral people have become about him. He did some great things, and no-one could have predicted the events of the last twenty-four hours.

But I’m still glad he’s gone. He was unpopular for pushing things through over-quickly, and for failing on various issues. There’s one thing, though, that trumps all: the world.

In Australia, we’re aware that an election is coming up. Tony Abbott (opposition leader) is a loose cannon – infamous for saying hilariously offensive remarks – and I shudder to think how he’d deal with power. But Kevin Rudd broke our hearts on climate change. I don’t know if he would have been able to actually make real change, but he gave up too early.

So now we have the unique opportunity to vote “none of the above”. We get to vote for Rudd’s party, while simultaneously punishing him for not fighting hard enough for “the greatest moral challenge of our time.”

Gillard has kept her integrity intact – so far. She consistently and emphatically backed Rudd until others asked her to challenge him. Then she spoke to him in person before she did anything official. Many believe that her party would have been voted out if she hadn’t stepped up, so she’s done the best thing for her party. I respect that.

So all our hopes are now pinned on her. And yes, it’s cool she’s a woman, but I deeply hope that’s not why she’s our new Prime Minister (because that would be sexist). My overwhelming impression is that she is competent. I like a competent PM. And she’s our best hope for better environmental responsibility – so she has my vote.

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Happy Sunday

May 9, 2010 at 12:32 pm (Uncategorized)

To all of you – men, women, mothers, fathers, people of indeterminate or unique gender, and children —

May your Sunday be like this:

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PS

February 23, 2010 at 2:23 am (Uncategorized)

I forgot two things: First, I love watching “So You Think You Can Dance” partly because it’s SO great to see healthy bodies (as opposed to “The Biggest Loser” which is just terrifying). Secondly, today’s recipe:

Most soporific drink ever

Hot milk and butterscotch schnappes.

Mmmmmm. . .

Also good with chocolate milk mixed in (but the chocolate wouldn’t help if you’re using the “special milk” to get to sleep).

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Liquid Water Falls From Sky

January 10, 2010 at 2:00 pm (Uncategorized)

My partner and I are now safely ensconced in our home for the next few days. No adventures (unless you count the magical increase in every single booked expense so far. . . ah, Indonesia. How I’ve missed you).

Our net is fairly limited, but this is Indonesia, and anything can happen at any time.

It’s SO nice to be warm, and speaking a language I know well. The rain seems unnatural after Beijing. . . and shouldn’t everywhere be white, not a frenzied multitude of green?

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