So there is a very cute little calendar that my daughter received from her grandmother. And it has all these lovely little prints complete with a paint set to create your own works of art. I brought my laptop out; intending to do some work on my WordPress site, and also work on a new birth website, doula website and midwifery site all in one. Taking time to paint has really helped with the flow of the day, keeping me chill and calm. I am enjoying mingling colors together to form tiny paintings. They are almost like little fairy posters or something. But it’s my little bit of heaven right now. I didn’t realize how much I enjoy painting, and drawing. It has been years since I’ve sat down and done this, but it’s so worth it. I have a feeling I’m going to want to paint some more throughout the evening, and possibly into the weekend. If it is bringing me this much joy, it is definitely something I need to keep up. One doesn’t really realize the things that they miss doing, until they actually sit down and do them with no abandon.
I feel like going to the mountains and camping for weeks…no worries, no demands, just solitude and peace.
She honestly had to let go of the “stuff” she had accumulated over the years, to old behaviors and ways of being, she said, “Cheers”
She decided she would live her life in bliss and dismiss what didn’t project her precious gifts. She started taking walks and leaving her phone at home on purpose, because how else would she truly tune in to who she was becoming? Blending a bit of old with new, she holds tight to her truth, but leaves just enough room to grow. If there is anything that life has taught her, it is that she has to be the lover of her own soul. And so she will smile even more, write her poetry in gold lettering and keep the pages of her life turning.
As this year begins to come to a close, I am choosing to purposefully spend more time in nature…it helps to keep me grounded and connected to the magic eye can’t always see immediately but feel deep inside. Nature calls to me, and has been calling since I was a little girl. I never feared it, but always had a deep respect and reverence for it.
Yesterday, as I walked along a trail, I would stop every so often and put my hands upon the cypress trees and I felt so supported. I thanked them for their sturdiness, their “inner tallness” representing my spirit; I have been told this by a beautiful soul most recently, thank you goddess! ❤
I plug in and I tune out the noise in my mind, the questions, the incessant list of things to do, the schedules that make up my life and I am still. I am open to peace and tranquility when I am in nature. What a gift, truly…I felt the energy of faeries as I peeped into tiny little spaces covered in bright green moss. I smiled to myself, knowing they were there and feeling their magical presence. Nature has all of the clarity I need and when I walk out of the woods and head back home, I always feel so much lighter.
Thank you Gaia ❤
As I drove down the highway, I swear the clouds were creating a pathway for us to drive right through the sky. So crystal clear was the road and a moment of random bliss made us dismiss any notions of doubt… How long can I stretch this moment out?
We almost always laugh at the same thing without even saying what it is, just knowing.
Still learning, still growing and learning to let go, all the while knowing we are making room for more to blossom and grow through us.
How beautiful is it to rejoice in another’s strangeness, not wanting to alter or change it…
“And I promise, I vow to do this work with all of my heart…to recognize every birth as a work of art. I will help keep the gates clear of loud noises, bright lights and will help every mama to make consented choices. Come little one, you are safe, your entrance into this world, with love I will help to create…”