Waking up to…

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I tiptoe out into breezy seaside dawn
Away from sleeping babes who keep me up in the night
Tide has encompassed the mudflats this morn to wash the sea wall
Small barricade
Between homes and watery sheeting slickery waves
I like this tidal renewal each day
It reflects my inner tide.
Sticky eyes glad for dim cloudy light
And look there the big glowing moon setting!
Ah a moment for me
A moment to amble and awake
At my own pace
Precious
I am tentative to walk the sand
As this is crocodile land
Feeling the fear.
This has been my work these last days
The fear the scared the worried the anxious
Am I really this person?
Was I always so or has it
crept up on me?
Wow its uncomfortable to be with
Shall I cling onto the awareness too?
Or let myself move
Shall I walk in the scary place
like this fella with a net
Hoping to catch some of life’s bounty this morning
And not think only of the big teeth which could tear at any moment?
Keep walking keep moving keep feeling
Notice my numbness
Remember the choice of my focus
Watch the thoughts arise in me
Fear disguised as other things!
Sneaky how it does that!
How to integrate my inner work
and be Present with my family in each daily way
Looking for moments of solitude like this mornings wander
Making porridge and reading stories and feeling the tears within
May I be filled with grace and patience
And strength within my vulnerability.
Blessings on the day

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Waking up to…

Mango trees and a squawking corella

The prospect of new friendship with the kind Karen

And Sunday pancakes with home grown mango ice cream!!

I cherish this ritual of pancakes on most Sundays, it’s a slow morning’s work and definately

disappears quickly! At home we set the table with vintage linens, napkins Lily sewed for us

and nice crockery and create this special atmosphere…

it is usually a delightful time of togetherness, story telling and planning.

Sunday is a great morning to visit us!

as soon as I get out the flour bag and the big bowl Cedar knows what is going on

and gets ready to stir for mama

Cedar is accomplished at mixing our pancake batter now

This was our first pancake day on this trip as I’d felt too stretched to go beyond porridge last week…

a new innovation the girls cam up with, with some success…

This last Sunday we were invited to the home of Karen and her children, whom we had serendipitously met on the

Saturday at Rockhampton Botanic Gardens.

It is always a joy for me to connect with people who  invite us to their homes

and give us a glimpse of other ways of living.

I am so grateful for their generous spontaneity

(and luxury of a hot shower)

The mutual exchange and inspiration usually leaves both parties refreshed.

Karen really inspired me with her passion for good wholesome eating, self sufficiency,

sprouting, green smoothies and home schooling.

I have stepped up my game this last week and included green smoothies into my mornings.

In honesty I need to refine the taste!

Am blessed with a great bootfull of coconuts now so that helps!

When we visit others

I enjoy the closeness of walls and the convenience of water on tap, furniture and ease of space,

socializing and stimulation, bookshelves and instruments

and then I love going out to my cosy home in their garden and seeing the stars

and each night I remember how much I love this life

how much I appreciate the simplicity of our days.

The gift of the night sky moves me and I feel connected to the greater…

Lily, Gracie and Sophie took over the cooking with more creativity!

Do you have a family or personal weekly ritual with the intent of connecting with each other/self?

 

Cookie cut pancakes, fresh fruits, organic maple syrup and home made pure mango ice-cream! Decadance!

Sunday Pancakes

1 cup flour per 3 people (I use unbleached white spelt flour from Kombu)

1 egg

¾ c milk (I like Cleopatra’s Bath milk)

Pop your flour into a wide bowl and make a well,

Crack in your egg and blend with a fork, slowly allow the flour to be picked up by

Your egg mix

Slowly pour in your milk until you get a thick runny mixture (adjust milk as needed)

(you probably already know all this but there you go!)

I have a little cast iron pan in which I cook the pancakes in a little olive oil one at a time, a slow meditation for Sunday morns…

Yum, decorate with all the yummies you can find…

Waking up to…

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as we travel, sometimes we are blessed with the generosity of people giving their home grown produce to us,

Such as Karen who not only spontaneously hosted us for the night but farewelled us with vibrant greegroans dried mango from her garden!

or at the close of a market Jesse can sometimes be laden with produce, like yesterday at the Rockhampton Market he came back with a bag of luscious herbs…

sometimes we find a neglected fruit tree dripping ripeness to the ground (like the above mandarins)

sometimes it’s fruit trees in a public area, more of a rarity, or overhanging a fence.

We check with the property owners and often come away with an abundance of good food for free.

Foraging has some particular reward that is unique, (I haven’t fully articulated it to satisfaction here)

sure it’s great to save some coins when we live on a small budget, but more than that I appreciate that the fruit will be nourishing someone rather than dropping to the ground rotting, and the sharing of abundance when one has it. The village concept of exchange and generosity.

I love to find community gardens, where often in exchange for some weeding we can harvest some fruit, veg or salad greens, usually organically and lovingly grown, this food has a specialness and connection, as I relate to the scents as we gathered it, the weather at the time, the people we connected with and how the children brought me flowers and herbs, observed nature and learnt about how and where our food comes from.

We all seem to relax in these big green spaces and find some retreat from the stimulation of travelling, communing with plants and critters fills our souls again.

In Bellingen where we have been based the last two years there is a fantastic community garden, actually two now!

Also a program of edible gardens in the town, my favorite stop is by the real eastate agents front yard full of salad greens and herbs!

and we often visit Mullumbimby Community Gardens which has a fantastic Food for All section.

I deeply appreciate the work of the committed folk who keep these places going.

We often joke about our bus roof garden complete with chickens and a milking goat…..

waking up to….

waking up to

the warm and cosy chaos of the bus

in the early sun

and the smells of cooking oats

still in the early stages of the trip

where things have not found there home yet

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what are you waking up to?

And then….

Most of the day was spent in Eumundi

The markets have some delicious culinary delights

Like fresh goats cheese and saucisson

Fresh organic produce and real bread!

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We sat on our patch of grass andwhere transported to a French field in summer 2008

Delightful diversity of stalls and my relaxation spot is the

Market Chef kitchen which has two teams of youth creating

A dish demonstrated by a guest chef. Lily and I sat for the hour talking food…

Last night I was dreaming of salsa fish tacos

And today’s recipe was salsa seafood tacos!

Yay for synchronicity

Its a great simple recipe you can get here.

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After markets while Cedar slept we went to  Lily Heaven

Also known as Berkelouw bookstore

Rosi heaven too…

Anne of Green Gables and A cat called Penguin have joined our travelling library

As Lily picks up chapter books to read in solitude or to us,

I am remembering my joyous childhood eating books!

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The dinner preparing sharing this eve

Warmed me soully peacefully and I soaked up the relaxed time together.

I rarely make time for this slow chopping  chatting together in a house

Tonight it worked and I cherished the moment

See! I’m even now thinking about it late in the evening!

We are moving into an unpowered area for a few days so it will be quiet from me for the weekend

Enjoy and thanks for visiting

It’s really really exciting to be exploring this old writing thing once more…

Peace and good sleeps