I am reading more about face reading and delving into its world with such fascination. I came across Jean Haner’s face reading website today and read this post, which just about sums up things for me at the moment: On my flight home, I was reading an interview with Oprah, where she talked about author … Continue reading »
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what really makes us happy? being thankful
one thing my husband is so amazing at doing is thanking me for what I do. He thanks me every day with sincerity and passion in one way or another and not just for the obvious things like a nice meal, but for things that he has noticed I have done in a certain way; … Continue reading »
birds are singing, seeds are sprouting
Although we are under five feet of snow, in the last few days I have felt the most imperceptable stirrings from the deep down in the earth. The birds, who usually lie quietly in the thicket, are all a twitter – carrying gifts for their mates, fussing around in the bush, tidying and making ready … Continue reading »
What have we lost from our ancestors?
Some Inuit looked into the aurora borealis, or northern lights, to find images of their family and friends dancing in the next life. For others they were invisible giants, the souls of animals, a guide to hunting and as a spirit for the angakkuq to help with healing. They relied upon these shamans for spiritual interpretation. The nearest … Continue reading »
Getting down to the real root issues of your root canal
I just had to post this email I got yesterday from Lisa, a friend who has opened my eyes to so many things over the years. She alerted me to the dangers of root canals in the first place and has gone on to suggest some things that can be done to get to the … Continue reading »
The Loetschental Valley, as featured in the first chapter of ‘Nutrition and Physical Degeneration’ 1932.
I wake up this morning and think more clearly for the first time in a long time. I think how I love my children, my husband, my life. I have just discovered that we live 100 miles, a two-hour drive away from Blatten, a town nestled deep in the Loetschental Valley in Switzerland. This valley … Continue reading »
soup
Flight OK. I am here. The pilot flew with textbook perfection during every moment in the sky, even as we banked over turquoise blue mountain ranges back to the Alps and I found myself gripping the seat arms again. The children were perfect too, not a whine or complaint about anything. The journey was not … Continue reading »
the gentle art of zen parenting
I am not sure whether it is the moon or some other astrological phenomenon taking place at the moment, but I had the most cranky morning ever yesterday. I shouted at the kids, swore at myself, got pissed off by the smallest inconveniences. ‘Why can’t I turn the car round in this bloody driveway?’ ‘Why … Continue reading »
Weaving our stories into the web of our family
I have been thinking about the last post I wrote and the reunification of the family unit and I found myself turning back to a lovely little book I have nearly finished reading: The Web of Life: Weaving the Values that Sustain Us, by Richard Louv. This book is concerned with re-establishing family ties by … Continue reading »
Spirituality
Spirituality, now that is a word that made me prick up my ears when I started to read about Rudolph Steiner’s philosophies. I feel that spirituality is the one thing lacking in today’s world (school and elsewhere) and the one thing that will succeed in pulling us all back together again. So, perhaps I could … Continue reading »
the very last time
Three days ago I breastfed Squeak for the very last time; we snuggled on the bed, first on one side and then the other and when she had had enough, we finished. I must say I had a lump in my throat for most of the day when I thought about her little face looking … Continue reading »
Bubble, my darling girl
Happy Birthday my darling girl. Six years ago this morning, my baby was making her way into the world. I had had an exceptionally good pregnancy, had read up on gentle birthing techniques and even though I was nervous about the labour, I knew what I wanted. Fortunately we were five minutes drive from the … Continue reading »
slow down time
Part of living a slow life is about having a very different attitude towards time. I have found that the best way to re-connect with the small moments is to not wear a wristwatch. Of course, this is not wholly possible when you have a job to get to, school to catch, appointments to fulfill. … Continue reading »
Of course
Of course my whole life has been leading up to this moment. Of course I have been waiting all this time to find myself. Of course I have felt the call of the wild before, but never – until now – answered it. Of course I found it difficult to fit into the world of … Continue reading »
Fully nourished
I look down at the baby in my arms, grown now, not so much a baby any more; she is able to walk and talk, feed and dress herself. Her independence is growing day by day. She drifts into sleep as I touch her downy hair, feel her lips suckling against me. In another month … Continue reading »
Petals floating on water
I mentioned yesterday that we had a beautiful day. We did. We stopped by a fountain in the village and Bubble and Squeak played there for two hours, floating petals on the surface of the water and filling their boots from the tap. There was no hurry, watching the girls totally absorbed in their play. … Continue reading »
Accidents will happen
We spent sometime in les urgences yesterday whilst dOH had his arm sewn up after he fell off his bike half way up the mountain. The gash was so deep that it nearly severed his artery, it was open down to the bone. I at this moment have a very wounded soldier sitting up in … Continue reading »
Eat, pray, travel
I feel like I have been thrown to the lions. Feelings I have not had for a while have surfaced again, feelings that always hit me to the core. Feelings for the sensuousness of travel. Today, dOH and I sat in the morning sunshine and talked, we often do this if the girls got to … Continue reading »
Note to Self (part 1)
It seems pretty futile to even write her a letter now. All my plans and sleepless nights have been wasted. But I will still go ahead with it, just in a different way. I know you don’t think the way to deal with it is to shout at her, but you know what? Neither do … Continue reading »
Mother love
Isn’t it funny how you can be so distant from the people who have raised you, the people who have supposedly loved you the most? And isn’t it strange how you can spend months away from them and then as soon as you see them again, all the pain of the past comes rushing back … Continue reading »
Life is Sweet
So I finally wrote the letter to la maitresse saying that we are going to take Bubble out of school. I typed it into the Google translator and then printed it out all official looking, with a flourish of a signature at the bottom. As I closed the envelope, I cringed to think about all … Continue reading »
The power of a mother; a homemaker.
I am listening to the latest OBOD podcast, which talks about creativity and how we can become creative in our every day lives, not just in the high arts and crafts, poetry and music. The Bardic Arts do not just mean becoming proficient at the harp and storytelling, but can also manifest in quieter, but … Continue reading »
A diamond, a rainbow and a blooming flower
This weekend we went to a christening in Germany. The church service was very nice and very child-orientated, with guitars and singing and playtime for the children who wanted to go outside if they were bored. During the service, Bubble and Squeak’s 1 year-old cousin was christened; he giggled and squirmed whilst the minister poured … Continue reading »
Home Haiku
touching soft curls “I have soap suds on my hands!” damp tea towel, wet kiss
I am home
I haven’t got long today, we are leaving for Germany tonight for my nephew’s Christening and I have to pack and do a hundred and one other things. So I thought I would give myself some writing practice and type for 10 minutes in a present-moment ‘stream of thought’ way, with only light editing afterwards, … Continue reading »
