Last night the rain rolled in and continues down pouring today. After years of heat and drought it is wonderful…and weird, as water streams everywhere, puddles turning into ponds and creeks appear in unexpected places. Will I be able to get through the road dip tomorrow? Some roads are already closed.
Busy-ness is what best describes these blurry 3 months.
A 4-week lock-down moved right into 2 weeks of school holidays…which were filled with unexpected library shifts, online courses, creative activities, artistic collaborations, then back into term 4, which is now halfway through. It feels there has been barely space to breathe in between!
Around me, I notice I am not alone in feeling weary and fatigued. Seasonal changes, weather, and the strain of pandemic anxiety over the last 18 months has worn us ragged around the edges, whether we realise it or not. As December approaches, it’s almost eight months since I last saw family and friends on the coast. The strange thing is that time is feeling slow and fast, and though things have been busy, I feel like I’m suspended in slow motion; doing, yet not doing, simultaneously…lets do the time warp again!
During this time, I have been…
Wonders, wild women, loving kindness & Ha(nay)kuâ
World of Wonders: In Praise of Fireflies, Whale Sharks, and Other Astonishments
by Aimee Nezhukumatathil
This world is full of wonders.
Some manage to capture them creatively
through song, dance, words, images...this book
Reads like a dream
Like floating on a breeze
Exotic sensual funny
An astonishment indeed.
â¦to sense their presence on this earthâ¦
â¦to be forever altered by an invisible kissâ¦
In this world of wonders, how do your senses serve you or do you serve your senses?
How have you been altered?
How are you astonished?
ââ wild women
Growing up lost between the pages of books means I fed myself on fairy tales, fantasy, myth and folklore, (still do!)
Studying and reading tarot has awakened the princesses and goddesses withinâ¦
Iâve been pondering feminine archetypes and sensing my wild woman self, craving forest pilgrimages! I'll be finding my copy of Women who run with the wolves by Clarissa Pinkola Estes for a fresh perusal.
What princesses, goddesses, queens, muses, poetesses do you identify with? Who is the wild woman within you? Do you know her well?
How will you rewild your spirit soul?
Just for fun, discover your wild self here with this quizâ¦
Iâm a medicine woman!
Interesting information here:
A year of Loving Kindness to myself
by Bridget Lowry
âIt is never just an ordinary day. It is a never-before and never-again moment, a day of particles moving through space, arranging, and rearranging themselves in ways mysterious, terrifying and miraculous.â
Often unable to see ourselves as we truly are,
We knowingly or not, succumb to self-sabotageâ¦
And yet, if you were to re-sculpt yourself,
Beginning with acceptance,
Taking your time,
Moving into precious posture,
Opening your arms wide to everything,
Letting yourself feel,
At ease in the flow of life,
Perfect, just so,
Having, being enough,
Who would you find?
Who might you become?
Magnitudes of poetry are found in the simplest of spaces.
While staring out the window, walking, driving, under the shower, reading a book, listening to music or washing the dishesâ¦
if you imagine each breath poetically,
you will be breathing poetry before you know it,
because it is already there,
you need only feel it,
âin the simplest way you can.
Ally @loveletters_ransomnotes shared this inspiring morsel on IG recently, see her post below and set your imagination sailing as you hoist your own hay(na)ku.
For me, it seems there is not much difference between wondering and wandering. It has always helped me find inspiration. Creative dabbling is good for the soul, I couldn't imagine life without it and often surprise myself by what I come up with.