Sunday, 19 May 2013

Now he is six

.... my baby bear is growing up faster than I would like.  I've been a mama six whole years now - it is less a novelty and more, well, normal.  And it's hard, in different ways than in the beginning - gone are the extreme sleepless nights but now there are other challenges brought on by that massive hit of testosterone he's getting right now.  If I had known then what I know now I might have chilled the hell out, in hindsight the baby days seem easy and I know that as we move through life with them these days will also seem like the easy ones one day.  I like to reminisce the days when it was all new, a novelty, when i could hardly believe what i was cradling, feeding, changing, soothing and I cling to those memories a while and vow I should recall them more often.


This last week I have mostly been a one woman cake baking factory ... over 70 cup cakes baked this week for gatherings of family and friends and for the class at school, it's a good job I like baking!  On monday I found a really comfortable vibe in the behind the scenes mama'ing, with both kids at school and nursery and nothing else consuming my time I crunched through things in hearth and home, taking pleasure in my basic kitchen alchemy and of all things washing floors.  I've said it before and I'll say it again ... clean floors and soul vibrations are closely linked I tell you!


Zander was so excited, bouncing off walls and so keen to get to bed on birthday eve so morning came quicker.  I remember that.  That exact same thought, then the excruciating wait for sleep to take me.  I also remember stirring too damn early and the equally excruciating wait till it was 'officially' morning .... and for me as a mama that is not before 6am though the kids reckoned it was 3:45am that day!  Very self sufficiently they had drawn the curtains as if to confirm mornings arrival and were playing happily when I dragged myself in and through squinting eyes demanded a couple more hours sleep of them.  Somehow they obliged.


Precious moments from the day are glinting in my memory like gem encrusted earthy caverns receding into the distance, time passes too quickly.  Surprising him and his class an hour before home time with the cup cakes I baked; his face beaming and glowing, I heard his heart pound as my love was affirmed, a fierce hug and a kiss before I left.  The look on his little face when I gave him a quartz crystal point I bought for him whilst he was at school.  Here's the thing, he knows Cliff will always fulfil his deepest toy wishes but he is openly and genuinely delighted to receive the earthy, quirky things I give from my heart, not denying who I am to him, sharing and showing love in my unique ways.  This is becoming clearer about him, he loves our differences and I am in a luxurious position to be able to indulge them with Cliff always offering the alternative.  And that night when his candles were burning and we were singing, he reached out for me and pulled me close until our cheeks were touching and it was time to blow the candles out and make a wish.  Be still my heart.





We danced to the Kinks whilst Gaia trotted around on her unicorn and he offered that she open one of his presents so she didn't feel left out.  In a way I feel like I barely saw him on the day, but I know he's had a good time with his new toys, his class friends and with Cliff.  And it has always been my firm belief birthdays are seasons not just a single day.  He had a little gathering of friends - Pizza making and play; I still keep parties unstructured and child led, it's the only way and they love that.







We kick started things the Saturday before when I took the kids to the Wandlebury Green Man festival - a whole blissful day surrounded by nature loving, old-ways celebrating folk and families, in our favourite woodland!  There were crafts, heavy horses, storytelling, maypole dancing - I danced twice round with each of them and danced on after they grew distracted.  Zander said 'mummy I loved the pole-dancing'!  I made them crowns of ivy and beech, clematis and fir as they both made woodland swords.  Look, they look like characters from myths and legends...




 



As the afternoon drew on it became clear Zander was buzzing with a stormy energy and kept saying he wanted a rain shower.  We saw a storm moving in and when the sky opened they were both  ecstatic, literally dancing in ecstasy in the rain, mouths wide open as we tramped through the woods.  So in tune with nature, so sensing it, so needing it, so grateful and at one when it came.  This isn't the first time this has happened, he always knows when a storm is coming.































Always with love and light X





Tuesday, 7 May 2013

Little Wonders

Subtle soul things going on, lots of nature, Lady Summer how welcome you are!


Look who I found all fluffy and fresh clinging to our garden fence.  Newly emerged, just drying those wings out then off she flew.







Then more from a faeries eye view, I discovered just how stunning the tendrils of a dandelion are up close...






Sunday of this glorious 3 day weekend was the day after the night before ~ yes Mama went out.  I was dog tired the next day and my imps delighted in my urge to do no more than sunbath in the garden.  We snuggled and goofed around a bit and I couldn't help but wonder why it is only on such occasions that I allow myself to truly detach from the monotonous hum drum of running a house and all that goes with it?  I didn't care for anything other than chilling out with my babies and nothing lured me back indoors, nothing at all ~  no thoughts of 'jeez I really should do that washing up or maybe as its such a nice day I should load the washing machine up' ... not even!  Just me the Earth the Sky and my babies.  I concluded it really is healthy for Mama to go out and mama should go out more often!






And yesterday we headed to our favourite spot round here, Wandlebury Woods. The kids were most excited about the bird hide, the Fallen Oak Staircase and the myriad 'space ships' created by root systems of uprooted trees.  Always my heart beats in unison with the hearts of the trees, this is home and I forget about the hum drum some more.






... the old oak staircase (sounds pleasingly like something out of Brambley Hedge!) and a fantastic bit of tree yoga I thought!



Zander enjoyed telling us snippets of things he learnt on a school trip here last month like the names of the highland bulls, he showed us the gravestone of a horse and where a family of rats have taken up residence!  I loved hearing him share the things he learnt that none of us had any idea about, he sounded proud of his knowledge, so grown up.  



But for me, starting with a little meditation letting my back melt into the trunk of a Beech sister behind me as the children played, it instinctively evolved into a flower walk ~ something I had forgotten I had been meaning to do as part of a course I am working through.  So many wildflowers scattered the ground whose meanings and symbolism I'm now looking into.  And I was so excited to see the first Elder flower buds of the year ... I'm thinking cordial already!









This week the notion of the law of attraction has presented itself to me from two different sources in as many days.  That is to say our future is shaped by our thoughts of today.  Our vibrations, our frequency - what we are giving out we attract back.  What we want or need we can make manifest in our lives, starting simply by putting it out there to the universe we set things in motion  It isn't news to me how visualisation, intention and positive thinking work but as with most things these notions get forgotten in the chaos of everyday life so I am grateful of these reminders appearing together almost certainly not by coincidence.  



So with happiness and love x x x




Thursday, 2 May 2013

Beltane Weary


This is what I like to see, mama's and littlies gathered together.  And 'though I was weary I was glad to be surrounded by them for Beltane ...






I have moved from a beautiful few months with healthy spaces between night shifts and an abundance of opportunity for inward focus and self improvement into an intense place of action where no time and little energy is my own.  I am feeling stretched in nearly every way.   I think this shift has to do with the moon and the planets but yesterday I started feeling quite overwhelmed, verging on teary which hasn't happened to me for a LONG time.


Today after (selflessly or stupidly I can't decide which) giving up my morning for something I knew my heart wasn't in just because I couldn't find it in me to say no to someone, I felt really despondent and lack lustre.  When Gaia and I came home, despite talk of princess movies, the warmth and radiance of the sun beckoned and we headed for the garden.  Soulhealing softly began when I lay down beside our faerie place, asked the Earth to hold and soothe me and saw the space from a new perspective ~ a faeries-eye view.  It was refreshing to think I might be in a jungle of grasses and dandelions then I rolled over and saw cloudbirds stretching across the sky.  Gaia was happy to host tea-parties for her teddies for a while and before too long our connected attentions turned to gardening.








...see, unmistakably birds.


The kids must be resonating with a good Beltane energy as they played so harmoniously whilst I caught up on sleep this morning before school.  And tonight they have delighted in painting each others faces whilst I cook, though it has taken some time to get it all off before bed!


Speaking with another mama yesterday has reaffirmed something I had been chewing on  ... I must try and visualise myself as five going on six, how do I see the world from that place?  How do I feel about my world and the people in it from there?  Just like seeing the world from a faeries perspective in order to connect with the Earth and my soul, so I must see the world through my five year old self's eyes to connect more with Zander.  I know these notions can be short lived, forgotten in the chaos of every day life so they feel less epiphanic but I must try.  I have spotted some slate hearts in hobby craft and I wondered if I had a few randomly placed round the house weather I might catch some of these ideas and hold them there a while reminding me within chaos to think more deeply.


And I need to climb trees, listen to the whispers in their leaves ... I feel a trip to the woods coming on this bank holiday weekend, mama needs to play.


love & light X

Monday, 29 April 2013

'Luf' notes from Zander




'I luf yoo so muj   
I luf yoo to a
end of a ranbo'

(I love you so much
I love you to a
end of a rainbow)


love, just purest love x x x


Saturday, 27 April 2013

Intentional rest

These babies were up till nine thirty last night whilst I was working so today they are tired but won't admit it.  I thought some mindful rest might help, look ...


this ...



plus this ...



= this ...



Points to mama.  


Love X

Luna Love

I am feeling the love of all things Luna with the phase just having been full and eclipse season kicking off.  I am feeling the love melt my heart through my childrens tiny hands slotting neatly into mine still ~ I am grateful they are still small.

I love that their voices are still squeaky and high pitched despite their eloquence, I am grateful for the things they say and their perspectives on life ....

Zander said the other day 'Mummy I don't want to upset you ~  I love the things you buy me - the crystals and things but Daddy knows what I want best, he is better at buying presents but I love the presents you give me too.'  I was totally made up at his rection to the amethyst point I bought him home from Glastonbury.  I figured he'd be unimpressed wish it were a piece of plastic tat and discard it and forget it.  But he gushed over it and held it constantly for the next few days.  He wanted it by his pillow when he sleeps and has taken it into school to show.  He said what he said from a place of love ... how wonderful he see's our differences and embraces them.

Gaia told me 'Mummy you would look good even if you were covered in jam and paint' ... just love, that is all I can say to that!


I am unimaginably full of love for my friends light dawning on this world again after so much darkness.


I am full of humble love for fresh starts, opening to signs and hair cuts being exciting

Love for the flowers in my garden now that it is warmer.  Love for the evolution of my outdoor space, the self seeding, the randomness, the surprises from year to year.


I am loving nurturing community ... little moves me and the universe are making together to bring more of that into the world around me ... establishing mama lunches here at our place every fortnight and friends with enthusiasm for fascinating projects who want me involved.

I always feel love when I can sleep (yes I am STILL working night shifts!)

I love that starting college in september became completely and entirely possible in one tiny instant today when I found out about a new scheme to help with finances.

I love that I have maintained some sort of regular practice both of meditation and yoga for the last few months.  Casual relaxed attitude rather than rigid scheduled pressure.


With love love love X

Tuesday, 23 April 2013

Wings

Gaia and I enjoyed our first lunch of the year outside today!  And look ~ she has started wanting to learn to read.  She loves the usbourn word/picture books and actually got a surprising number of letters right when she sounded and speld the words out.  I don't need any excuse to croon over child lead learning some more but see here!


She's my baby, my littlest that will start school this autumn.  It will be hard to let go in a different way to when Zander started but the same in that it seems way too quick, family life blurs by so fast can she really nearly be four?  But there are encouraging signs she will blossom with it too.  She has that lust for learning.


Look who literally dropped out of the sky in front of me today




When I saw a peacock butterfly for the first time this year the other day I felt maybe I should research it's significance and I found that the butterfly offers us wisdom in times of transformation asks us to accept the changes going on within and without us as casually as she does her own metamorphosis and not to freak out.  She teaches us to hold our faith and that frustration will not serve us along this path.

I reached out to her, something was calling me, the way she shut her wings just the once, then as I reached again she purposefully opened them just the once again.  I was drawn to her and she did not flinch the closer my hand got, I think I may have asked if I could speak a while and I picked her up, she seemed totally cool with this so I figured it was.  She was all fluffy up close with big eyes you never see from a distance and I exchanged a sort of greeting with her, she said something back, then I gently placed her back where she had been.


I am certain I can apply those teachings to my life ~ I feel so stretched for time at the moment - wanting to fit meditation and yoga practise in as regularly as I can but also sleep too!  Then there are much neglected friends and exciting new projects that have crossed my path which had me unable to sleep for a whirlwind of possibilities last night.  I could have honoured any one of these this afternoon when Gaia went to nursery but in the end could not turn a blind eye to the filthy floors anymore.  I decided, philosophically, to find zen in cleaning and if ever anyone considered the relationship between clean floors and an easy soul ... they were right ... me and my homestead feel much refreshed!


In this fresher space we ended with a happy goofy half hour before bed tonight ...




awaitin' this beautiful ol' full moon a comin' ....
love love love X X X