Life’s layers unfolding with loving grace…

Shropshire plains

A few weeks ago I traveled across to the Shropshire hills to care for a dear friend’s furry brood while she was away painting for a few days. What an idyllic spot she lives in. A beautiful country cottage, high up on a hill looking out across the Shropshire plains on one side and towards the North Welsh hills on the other. Claire has a purpose built painting studio and workshop in her garden and they will weave into my story later. Just outside her front door there is a stile and once over you can walk for miles along the ridge, across fields full of sheep and ploughed furrows awaiting future Spring plantings. On Sunday morning I awoke early to start work on the support service and I promised those around me, wagging their tails expectantly, that we would all have a walk first. Tiggy and Max, her dogs, love their walks and Gus, a beautiful marmalade tabby cat, always waits on the stile till we are safely back home again. The biscuits they all get after a walk are not the main incentive here of course! This picture shows the mist that was rolling through the valley that Sunday morning and in the stillness it was like being in another world.

Valley mist

In a recent romantic connection I was starting to feel unsettled and could not ‘pin’ the why, then life blew the mist away and the landscape was laid bare. Sadly in life, there are souls who have absorbed the belief that love is not pure and it becomes twisted inside of them. On the service I offer support and loving help to those who are stuck in relationships where all sorts of harmful patterns are being acted out. One belief I hold close, is that people do not ‘see’ their own harmful patterns, nor change them, till they are ready to do so. Sometimes, this realisation never graces their lives. The only souls we can change in this life are our own. It became very clear to me this week that a destructive pattern, under the guise of love, was being introduced into my life. I firmly set my sails in another direction and sailed away.

Last night, looking at a recent canvas I have painted, I really ‘saw’ the detail in the images. I could feel the passion flowing from the paint and I recalled where I had created it. Claire lives with loving grace as an exceptionally talented painter and she is a very special soul. She lovingly said I could use her studio, paints, equipment, anything that I needed, while I stayed there. Thank you Claire. That Sunday afternoon when I had finished work, I tucked up in her studio. Her windows look out across the fields where ‘Sheep-a-vision’ plays out naturally under a soft blue sky, tractors trundle past and the birds sing their hearts out. I created something in a completely new style which sprang from my love for life and I am now going on to create more in this different style. I had loving ‘pats’ at the doors while I painted and gentle, furry company came in to join me.

Love is not cruel, manipulative, controlling, nor unkind in my world.

The Gang


37 Responses to “Life’s layers unfolding with loving grace…”

  1. 1 smzang November 7, 2014 at 2:56 pm

    “Love is not cruel, manipulative, controlling, nor unkind ”


    The wisdom of the ages in those words.



  2. 5 betternotbroken October 29, 2014 at 2:49 am

    Beautiful and “Love is not cruel, manipulative, controlling, nor unkind in my world.” – in any world, in any world.


  3. 7 Al October 27, 2014 at 12:55 pm

    I started to comment on this a couple of days ago and then got distracted. After that I went away for the weekend to see my granddaughters.

    Anyway, I’m back and just want to say how touching I found these words. You are a special soul (I know I’m repeating myself here, but no harm in overstating the good things in life). Much to our benefit, you are also very gifted in expressing your soul’s wisdom so the rest of us can share in it. That little Xanadu you live in is well presented in those beautiful pictures. Also, enjoyed seeing your furry critter friends.


  4. 9 Maxi October 27, 2014 at 11:13 am

    So glad that you “set sails in another direction,” Jane. Love and peace is all you need. Big hugs to you.
    blessings ~ maxi


  5. 11 Aquileana October 26, 2014 at 6:47 pm

    Lovely post dear Jane… “Love is not cruel, manipulative, controlling, nor unkind in my world”… Sigh… beautiful words…
    Thanks for sharing this inspirational post, which I also like because cats appear here!!!! ❤ All the very best to you!, Aquileana 😛


    • 12 Jane Thorne October 26, 2014 at 6:52 pm

      Oh Aquileana you made me smile, a cat lover! ❤ It's always lovely to hear from you and thank you for taking the time to leave such a heart warming comment. Much love to you ❤


  6. 13 elenacaravela October 26, 2014 at 12:43 pm

    A little piece of heaven! I’d love to see your painting.


  7. 16 Marko October 26, 2014 at 7:53 am

    I greet and wish you a nice Sunday


    • 17 Jane Thorne October 26, 2014 at 8:30 am

      Marko, thank you for your visit and I wish you a very happy Sunday in return. I have visited your blog and your photographs and compositions are beautiful. 🙂


  8. 18 ianscyberspace October 26, 2014 at 4:28 am

    I think you have the right perspective on what love is. In today’s world love means sex. It means much more than just that though sex is not excluded. Your love for the countryside, its creatures and those around you is what true love is all about. It also includes love of self, in a good sense. There are people who have a poor self image and need to find a way to give themselves a little love too.


    • 19 Jane Thorne October 26, 2014 at 8:29 am

      Ian you have ‘hit the nail on the head’ with your comment. Flowing love to oneself is not selfish, nor is a healthy self image arrogant or big headed. It’s more about self awareness isn’t it? Knowing what soothes and is kind. If you can do that for yourself, then it flows out to others hopefully. ❤


  9. 20 Marylin Warner October 26, 2014 at 2:55 am

    Jane, there is a gentle, honest unfolding throughout this post, and your details are lovely. You have a wonderful way with words, especially your decision “…firmly set my sails in another direction and sailed away.”


    • 21 Jane Thorne October 26, 2014 at 8:26 am

      Heartfelt thanks to you Marylin. I got a little behind with my blog reading and caught up with all your posts last weekend. I love how you look at life and then how you weave love into everything you do. Visiting your blog is like a warm breeze on a Spring day after a long, hard Winter. ❤


  10. 22 Elizabeth Melton Parsons October 25, 2014 at 6:20 pm

    Beautiful thoughts from a beautiful lady. 🙂


  11. 24 bardessdmdenton October 25, 2014 at 6:11 pm

    Always enjoy your reflections, Jane, and this was something I was just thinking about this morning:
    “… people do not ‘see’ their own harmful patterns, nor change them, till they are ready to do so. Sometimes, this realization never graces their lives. The only souls we can change in this life are our own.”
    There is a kind of peace in this acceptance … and a positive energy to move on. Thank you for your wisdom and love. XO ❤


    • 25 Jane Thorne October 25, 2014 at 6:14 pm

      Oh Diane, it is always so good to hear from you. There is joy in life, in nature, in creativity, in following our passions. Anyone that dulls that joy is surely not loving. ❤ xXx

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  12. 26 Peter Wells aka Countingducks October 25, 2014 at 6:01 pm

    I absolutely agree that true love is without agenda and is a celebration rather than an expression of ownership. I lived in Shropshire for a while, and it really is a beautiful county. So nice that you are having a good and restorative time there


  13. 28 Christy Birmingham October 25, 2014 at 5:40 pm

    Jane, I was struck by your metaphor of “sailing” for leaving an unhealthy relationship… thank you for such a beautiful description. I can tell your sails are strong! 🙂


  14. 30 grandfathersky October 25, 2014 at 3:50 pm

    So true, we can only change the world by changing ourselves … What a glorious view over this valley that you shared with us. I think it proves that beauty is incomparable in this world …


  15. 32 tornadoday October 25, 2014 at 3:40 pm

    Sometimes, desire blinds us to the reality that sits in our bones, as clear as we knew beginning. One of my favorite poems ever is ‘Angels and Devils the Following day’. I’m posting here…. O, Jane, let us remember always to be true in our love for ourselves.

    (pardon the language, but it is somehow necessary to the understanding….) 🙂 I love you………. just ❤

    Loved, I two men equally well
    Though they were different
    As heaven and hell

    One was an artist
    One drove a truck
    One would make love
    The other would fuck

    Each treated me
    The way he knew best
    One help me lightly
    One bruised my breast

    And I responded
    On two different levels
    Like children reacting
    To angels and devils

    One was a poet
    Who sang and read verse
    One was a peasant
    Who drank and who cursed

    Before you decide
    Who's cruel and who's kind
    Let me explain what I felt
    In my heart and my mind

    The artist was tender
    But suffered from guilt
    Making him sorry
    The following day

    And he made me feel guilty
    The very same way
    In his bed on the following day

    The other would take me
    And feel no remorse
    He'd wake with a smile
    In the bed where we lay

    And he made me smile
    In the very same way
    In his bed on the following day

    The blow to my soul
    By fear and taboos
    Cut deeper far
    Than a bodily bruise

    And the one who was gentle
    Hurt me much more
    Than the one who was rough
    And made love on the floor


  16. 34 journeyintopoetry October 25, 2014 at 3:31 pm

    Beautiful beautidul Jane, your post moved me greatly, and your lines about people not ‘seeing’ thair harmful patterns… Is so very very true. You have faced some rough water lately and Im so pleased you adjusted those sails and directed your boat away. You deserve love, we all do.

    Your photos are lovely and the last one with the furry friends is special. The kitty looks very much like Phoebe in my latest poem!

    So pleased you are painting. I have just bought a book in how to draw flowers! I only have my left hand but you never know.

    Love you my treasured friend ❤️ Xxx


  17. 36 1smiles October 25, 2014 at 2:20 pm

    Your last line, “Love is not cruel, manipultive, controlling, nor unkind in my world.” says it all. Good Job Miss Jane!
    Sending you much love and many, many hugs from here,
    Jeannie XXXXX 🙂


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