enjoying a creek bed picnic. Spring creek outside of port douglas. We’ve been staying nearby and cycled down. Fun to be on a bike and feel the wind whipping my hair. ( nice cliche?)
I make Fire. Lily crushes ochre of varied colors.
Cedar carries sticks and stones. Jesse swims then basks lizard like in the sun
Toasted haloumi cheese marshmallows coming up. Mmm
Just hours away from going home!!
Home to our bus, home to papa, home together.
Jesse will be meeting us in the warm evening of cairns soon. I imagine there will be a green coconut or two for dessert and lots of smiling and that funny exhilarated giggly happiness of coming together again.
Ten days is not long on a calendar, but for me this time has seemed looooooong. I’ve been fighting off a bug And simple exhaustion from moving house 4 times this last month as we gratefully took up our friends house sits to see out the end of school term. Phew!! Thanks all of you.
We’ve stayed in a mud brick mansion, an A frame timber home with fire heated radiators, a shed house, a homely self contained apartment and finally a bus.
Gradually downsizing ready for our own bus!!
Holding steady for two little people when I’m feeling vulnerable is a task gigantum presently. The insight I’ve had is keep it simple. My anxiety lessens when I
Lessen my expectations on myself!
let food be simple. As one friend pointed out a lovingly cooked egg on toast is probably more nutritious than a stressed out complex cooked meal.
Make them eggs, smile and sit with them.
Let there be mess. Really. It’s ok Rosi.
Leave dishes in the sink overnight and go read them stories and cuddle.
Let them play. Let them bathe. Let them help.
Ask for help.
Thank you everyone who cooked for us last week…
Have humor switched on.
Be honest with people if I’m not coping.
Remember this too will pass!
One day it will be in the past ( that day is today!!!)
What makes life more graceful for you at transition times?
A mini board book to suit little hands the detailed paintings are amusing and packed with character. They have no words and this seems to make them more entertaining as we make up our own stories and there’s no distraction from the beautiful and funny scenes.
There are books of the seasons(European) farm life, town life, city life and others I can’t remember right now. Also start to finish story’s like from bees to honey…
We have a lot of them and today sticky taping this ones page back in( as a baby Cedar gnawed off the spine, lily very cross because she is still firmly attached to them) I’m reminded of how I really really must share them! As a wee one Lily would peruse them for hours when we where driving, or nibble the corners…
Anyway truly beloved and highly recommended. I think they may not have English translations… Hehee You can find them here:)
Do your babies chew on books too?
Ps did you notice all those herb bottles, yes there is a cough in the house unfortunately. Seems to come when we are doing a big move… I’m working on that.
Right now, choosing to sing instead of morning chores.
At years begin I wished to have a harmonium (small bellows piano) and invite more singing and music into my life. (Greatly inspired by joining Loren Kate in song during our SA travels)
I feel happier, more serene, heart aglow when I sing. It’s a connection to my centre which is more steadfast than my fluctuating personality/moods. I did a voice workshop recently, which was as intense as it was beneficial with my confidence and freedom of sounding.
I love to sing devotional music and at present I am finding the chanting of some ancient vedic chants are uplifting and also deeply moving. Chanting in another language allows me a freedom to sink into the sounds and the intellect has to take a backseat. I become more present with the meditation and the resonance of the music. It becomes a more simple moment of prayer to the wisdom and connection and beauty in and around myself.
It’s a joy to accompany myself with the harmonium and not be dependant on Jesse for guitar playing. (Hence snatching a moment to sing alone becomes possible, oh yes I sing without accompaniment also but it’s so fun with an instrument)
This morning Cedar was happy drawing at the table in front of me. He could talk to me or show me his art while I fulfilled my own need for expression. Even with a mountain of washing at my side and unfinished jobs around, to choose 15 minutes to do something which leaves me feeling mmmm lovely and happy has made me proud of myself. (Changing habits)
And then he’s next to me with the pencils wanting a tractor and we are talking about his image. It’s the first drawing he’s described to me with a story. Honey tree mama. Honey coming out. Bucket honey.
And then we are moving into the next moment…
What are you choosing for inspiration in your life?
What small gifts could you give yourself today?
What leaves you feeling mmmmm lovely?
We’ve a lot to catch up on, you and I.
But for now just know I’ve landed in a beautiful house for six weeks and despite my physical pain and exhaustion and transition freaking, little things give me glimpses of peace and joy. Like this little gesture to autumn in the midst of a messy table. It’s all about perspective…
Right now I am knitting, ( a requested pink beret) while I alternately watch my daughter now named
( miss wholoveshulahoop!)
Happily hooping and my boy happily digging and sandy.
Adventure bay, bruny island, beautiful tranquil sheltered bay, warm sun, island vista, full belly, simple joy after a few confused and anxious days:)
So grateful the wheel keeps turning!