The two young Jack Russell's stand with one leg bent, poised to run. Unblinking, their liquid brown eyes are fixed on the well-chewed ball in my hand. I throw it and they bolt after it milliseconds after it leaves my hand. Scarlet (the female with wiry fur and red ears) skids through the grass, scattering … Continue reading Scout & Scarlet
Delighting in a sunny winter's day
finding delight in a family embroidery
I've realised over the 3 weeks that I have been back here that it is so easy to get "seduced" back into the norm by society's conditioning, by my inner critic and to get knocked off track by the pace of daily life and other peoples' opinions. No! No! No! I will not be seduced!
Bees are metaphors for my life as it is today.
Week One of my new big adventure. Settling into my space
9th February 2019, England, Day 7 We went into some charity shops yesterday. I'd forgotten what treasure troves they are! When I buy something from one, I feel like I'm contributing to the reuse and recycle culture, which I want to do more of in my life. My latest purchase is sadly not a recycled … Continue reading Winny, my new cushion
Transitions: my gradual key shedding metaphorically represents my dwindling responsibilities as I tie up life here
South Africa: 18th January 2019 Siri fees Lucy the horse and she uses her left hoof to tip the plastic bowl over. She prefers to eat her feed of the dusty ground rather than out the bowl. She has been whinnying in grief most of the night. Yesterday, her companion, Gypsy drifted off to horse … Continue reading Transitions: Experiencing Africa as Africa
I asked myself "what in my life needs shaking up so that I can try to align with my intentions?"
