Creating a new tapestry with faith, hope and love, always love, and discovering a natural rhythm…

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My friend Gary was away on a business trip this week and he took a picture of the sunrise over Newcastle and he has kindly gifted it.

There is a meal being created for us all to share in our home today and we have realised that we are missing our fresh herbs. Our thoughtful landlord has organised builders to re-vamp the back yard over the next few weeks and to build a shed for storage and ‘hopeful’ bikes. By the Spring we will have a lovely space to share outside and we can all ‘see’ pots, herbs, plants, seats and colour.

We have a peace flowing through our home which is nurtured with kindness, thought and laughter, much laughter. Take four strangers, bring them all together in a beautiful house that has been lovingly restored and within a few short weeks what do you have? You have magic flow and a landlord who is going to stay with us for a while.

This week has been a collection of organising, sorting, making decisions, writing, knitting, laughter, watching films, catching up with friends, registering for local services and finding my natural rhythm.

Life flows gifts: a new mirror in the bathroom with a sparkly edge, watching the sea at storm level throwing spray high up into the air to the delight of watching toddler’s, playing air hockey in the arcade to shelter from a sharp hail storm, going back to my natural hair colour and having the length chopped off so my hair can swing, sharing coffee, tea, cake and nattering in the ‘Driftwood’ cafe, starting to learn the history of this special place, walking around the point and looking across to Liverpool and spotting the landmarks, exploring the rail network, watching the swans on the pond by the sea, seeing the ships come in and out on the Mersey, discovering the local films and talks that abound up here and breathing. Simply breathing in the peace of my home, relishing the space and choosing the strands to create my new tapestry with care to the backdrop of my natural rhythm.

Life flows gifts.

14 Responses to “Creating a new tapestry with faith, hope and love, always love, and discovering a natural rhythm…”


  1. 1 Kirsten Molle February 2, 2016 at 6:24 pm

    Hi!

    I am so glad that you are posting your wonderful stories and updates again. I so enjoy reading them – and keeping a tap on how your life is going.

    Sounds as if you have found a good place to recuperate and regroup before you sail out into the wind again.

    Lots of love

    Kirsten

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  2. 3 ianscyberspace February 2, 2016 at 4:46 am

    Sounds like the ideal location. I hope you find peace in this new environment.

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  3. 5 Maxi February 1, 2016 at 12:32 pm

    Gary’s picture brings a feeling of peace … which is what comes through with your new home and friends. May you find more happiness as you ‘bike’ along the trails of your new surroundings. Sweet hugs and lots of support.
    blessings ~ maxi

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  4. 7 Marylin Warner January 31, 2016 at 9:55 pm

    Faith, hope, love, these three, but the greatest of these is love.
    Absolutely, Jane, and you are a beautiful example. Life certainly does flow gifts, and your list is wonderful.

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  5. 9 ShimonZ January 31, 2016 at 2:08 pm

    Both watching the swans on the pond and breathing freely sound like you feel at home. Happy to hear that.

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  6. 11 Leny Owram January 31, 2016 at 2:02 pm

    Lovely new beginnings…planting seeds in a new chapter of life…

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  7. 13 journeyintopoetry January 31, 2016 at 12:39 pm

    A beautiful post that says it all, my treasured friend. You have come far in the past few weeks and just look where life has led you! I can now visualise you sitting in your newly created space in the spring and summer inhaling all those delicious fresh herbs. As you say ‘life flows gifts’. ❤️ Xxx

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