The wonder of a little one….


Jasper is one of my little nephews and he is three. His delight at finding a packet of marbles in his Christmas cracker was a joy to behold. ‘Are they mine to keep?’ he asked. ‘Yes’ we all answered and I knelt down and said I would show him how to play ‘marble run’. There followed much joy and cries of ‘Yay’ with all the family clapping as marbles clanked together along the front room carpet. His Mum and Dad have now bought him more marbles and if I close my eyes I can see his beaming face as he plays with them.

There is magic in moments of ‘wonder’……

Mum coming in to give me earrings that perfectly match a new outfit I have put together (with a top gifted by Emily – oohh her keen eye and fashion sense lifts my wardrobe every time).

Emily’s need for a soothing moment and a picture sent across the ether of her first piece of knitting. ‘Look at this Mum……’

Dad’s push against ill health as his new ‘store’ is nearing completion and that lifts things for his projects to come nearer to completion.

Life’s synchronicity flowing as the lovely builder doing the building work for Dad shines with thoughtfulness. When he first moved in next door to Mum and Dad, after travelling from Hungary and unable to speak English, it was near to Christmas. Mum put a Christmas card through his door to welcome him. He flowed back with a complete cooked Hungarian Christmas dinner, he was so grateful for her kindness. Life flowed and his skill and lovely way have built a very busy life and business for him. His work is beautiful and he calmly builds things for Dad, with Dad sitting there keeping him company. They make a good pair and he takes care of Dad ensuring that he does not overdo it. He is also a trained chef and with Mum’s loving cooking, there are a number of plates full of yumminess that flow back and forth between the two homes. This week he asked Mum if she liked roses and she smiled at him. Years ago Dad needed another workshop (yes really!) and Mum lost her garden at the side of their home. She has subsequently built an oasis of pots and window boxes in the small courtyard outside their kitchen window. Tommi (their lovely neighbour and builder) turned up the other evening with five rose bushes…five!! It threw Mum who has nowhere to plant them. He put his arm around her and said ‘Trish, I will build you a raised bed and plant your roses on Sunday’…his English has come on in leaps and bounds and his loving thoughtfulness simply keeps flowing. Mum looked at me and said ‘Do I need to do anything here?’ My reply was ‘No Darling. let him look after this’ and he will.

The kiss on my cheek from Mum as we finished a church service last Sunday, where we had worked on platform together as mediums. Sitting there singing the last hymn and holding hands as we looked out across a congregation with light and love sparkling around them.

Holding a dear friend’s newly published poetry book in my hands last night. Reading her words and being moved to tears. Christine Moran – ‘Dancing in the Rain’ (click on the Publications tab). Chris has pushed way beyond her comfort zone and sparked her muse into beautiful poetry that touches all who read it.

A thoughtful friend suggested I took my quest for ‘work space’ to southern Lancashire this week and he offered to show me around a small town in the South Ribble valley. We stood opposite a house on the high street and saw the sign for alternative therapies which pointed down a cobbled alleyway. That path led to a pretty little cobbled courtyard filled with Spring bulbs and an inviting entrance. A short while later the lady who runs this special place and I were hugging (mid-conversation), as we realised that we could help each other. My search for ‘work space’ has found a home. I am grateful to my Mum and Dad who have held my hand as I pushed beyond my comfort zone and to Mark for joining the dots.

A new chapter has begun. x

47 Responses to “The wonder of a little one….”

  1. 1 smzang March 10, 2015 at 3:47 am

    Precious child!!

    He steals the heart away…

    The tulips are bright and beautiful.

    What a grand treat it is to visit this haven you have created.



  2. 3 D.G.Kaye March 10, 2015 at 2:13 am

    He’s a cutie Jane. It’s always lovely to visit and read your warm stories. 🙂


  3. 8 bardessdmdenton March 8, 2015 at 6:50 pm

    Christine ‘said’ it – such warmth and comfort in your writing … from your spirit, Jane. XO ♥


  4. 14 Peter Wells aka Countingducks March 7, 2015 at 1:24 pm

    He is a real cutie isn’t he.. Children really do light up our world don’t they 🙂


  5. 16 Cecilia March 5, 2015 at 5:15 pm

    He reminds me of my nephew when he was three, today he is twenty-three, enjoy the time with him!


    • 17 Jane Thorne March 6, 2015 at 9:47 am

      Time flies doesn’t it Cecilia? Thank you for taking the time to visit and leave a kind comment, it’s good to hear from you. Hugs x


  6. 18 elenacaravela March 5, 2015 at 2:15 pm

    He’s a darling. Enjoy:)


  7. 20 Marylin Warner March 5, 2015 at 2:40 am

    Jane, the beauty of Life’s synchronicity flows through this post.
    I enjoyed ALL of the lovely and loving and promising details…but little Jasper’s joy–and him asking if the marbles were his to keep–stole my heart.
    There’s nothing like the open sincerity of a child to put things in perspective.
    Thank you for this treat!


    • 21 Jane Thorne March 5, 2015 at 11:29 am

      It is lovely to hear from you Marylin. I love following the adventures on your blog and your loving thoughts are always heartfelt and touching. Mum has received a new picture of Jasper and I may have to share it…he’s so special and love and wonder pours out of him. Seeing life through the eyes of a child holds such magic. Your Mum knows this and so do you, that’s why your writing is such a joy to read. It’s a heart led refrain that goes beyond words. Much love flowing to you all. Xxxx with hugs Xxx


  8. 22 Elizabeth Melton Parsons March 4, 2015 at 2:09 pm

    All those precious little moments of wonder. I cherish them. Thank you, Jane. ❤ xo


  9. 26 Aquileana March 3, 2015 at 10:33 pm

    Beautiful dear Jane… Your words run smoothly just life Life’s synchronicity flows…. Inexhaustible river!…. Oh I love the first photograph too ❤
    best wishes to you. Aquileana 😀


  10. 28 Christy Birmingham March 3, 2015 at 5:03 pm

    A new chapter, indeed ❤ I enjoy learning about you through your posts, Jane


  11. 32 tornadoday March 2, 2015 at 8:09 pm

    O, Jane! This reminds me that so very often we’re waiting on the big things to move us, when it is the little steps that carry us the furthest……..a parking spot closer to the door, a two pound bass, a wisp of dandelion, a shadow reminding us of other times………. These are the wonders (the riches) that is life. Every story brings me back to the starting……. Such a sweet boy!!! ❤


  12. 34 ianscyberspace March 1, 2015 at 2:24 am

    My wife came to Australia as a Hungarian immigrant as a small child so can relate to the learning an unfamiliar language thing. You would have been fed very well if invited to a Hungarian home. lol.

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    • 35 Jane Thorne March 1, 2015 at 8:34 am

      Oh yes Ian, I can imagine. It’s such a loving way of being and how lovely that you have had this in your life. 🙂 x


  13. 36 1smiles February 27, 2015 at 11:52 pm

    Many congratulations to you! And on you go!
    Life is so full of treasures and you have an eye to see them all.
    Love and blessings and many hugs,
    Jeannie xxxxxxx


  14. 38 Butch Dean February 27, 2015 at 2:27 pm

    Thanks for sharing. I know you better with each post.


    • 39 Jane Thorne February 28, 2015 at 11:16 am

      Hello LeRoy, it’s lovely to hear from you and I find your blog very comforting and I feel I am getting to know and Bonnie too. It’s all about love isn’t it? We have a loving Global Village. x


  15. 40 Jill Weatherholt February 27, 2015 at 2:24 pm

    Congratulations on your new “work space.” What would we do without our parents? 🙂


  16. 42 journeyintopoetry February 27, 2015 at 1:43 pm

    Oh Jane this post brought tears to my eyes for so many reasons. I have just emailed you to ask how yesterday went; it sounds like the answer is “it went well’!

    And thank you so much for mentioning my book here too. ❤️ Sometimes it just feels as though there is magic in the air, but what it really is, is love.

    Your writing holds me in a place of warmth and comfort and I love you. ❤️ Xxxx


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