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‘Sploring…..

Mum, Dad and I headed off to Anglesey, an island off the North Welsh coast, for a week recently. A thoughtfully equipped bungalow, nestling above a beautiful bay, gave us a cosy foundation and we had a grand week ‘sploring.

We were on the east coast of the island and the peace there is unique. Friends from North Wales came to visit and we also visited friends who live there (lucky souls). No SatNav in the car was a gift, because with much laughter and lots of ‘How about going left, or right?’ at different junctions, gave our ‘sploring a magical touch.

Dad got to rip it up on his scooter on various promenades and he went steam train riding with a buddy. Mum, a friend and I discovered a wonderful knitting shop in a tiny fishing village, where it’s possible we covered her takings for the day. We had ice creams, yummy meals and a memorable lunch by a lake in the middle of nowhere. Mum and I went beach combing, collecting treasures for my creations. Farms, bays, a lighthouse, little islands, estuaries full of yachts and boats and happy pausing places for coffee and hot chocolate were discovered along the way.

We had time together creating heart memories and that is the greatest gift. ❤ Our 'sploring added a different dimension to it all! ❤

Kindred spirits…..

I was buying groceries recently and a bunch of Gladioli had fallen out of one of the water tubs, with the stems still tightly in bud and their bottoms bone dry. They were going to be thrown away and I asked if I could have them. As I unpacked my groceries at home, I plunged them into cold water, then later trimmed the stems and popped them into vases dotted about my peaceful bubble. They opened up next morning and are a glorious deep purple.

Life has been messy lately and I have felt ‘out of water’. I flowed along, showing up and trying to nurture my balance. As opportunities presented themselves, I felt a personal responsibility that I needed to run with them all, as if divine timing was at play. My reasoning being that bills needed paying and life keeps going. I felt more weighed down with each day unfolding, then a thoughtful friend from across ‘the pond’ reached out.

Pete, (Grandfathersky), sent an email and attached a book that he had bought a few years ago. It is about all the different things you can do from home to generate income and nestled within it’s pages was a ‘spark’. I shared the spark with the ‘Aqua Babes’ and their loving support fanned it into a flame. I chopped some wood and have started to build a fire around that flame.

The love from kindred spirits that flows into my days, wrapped me in a space where I recalled all the times that ‘sparks’ have lifted me before. I was able to sense which other options were weighing me down and release them.

I am grateful for the kindred spirits who share space, without the need to control, or cage.

‘You are you, just as you are and I am here for you, just as I am. Let’s just be.’ ❤

A pause button appeared…..

The heatwave in the north of the UK has been broken by storms and showers lately and thanks to a creative bit of building work on the flat roof, the sky garden does not drain naturally. A large puddle forms and I go out there and sweep the water towards the drainage hole on the side and this hopefully stops the whole thing from rotting.

I have got run down lately and my health has creaked. Feeling rough and trying to work, I watched the pool on the roof. The birds were having a great time coming to bathe and splash about and some of them just sat in the water, watching the world go by. I left them too it and didn’t rush to sweep the water away.

With work I found my elastic patience had less give and when I was reaching for words of comfort and support for others, I was struggling.

I went back to watching the birds.

It was time to pause, but as you know you can’t just stop, as even a pause has financial implications.

My heart brother called and I mentioned my craving for a pause. Without the need for explanation, he understood and offered a temporary role, where I could help him in his business, stay self employed, and have a much needed break from the work I do now. I can do this, run with the other strands of income I have and step back from the service.

So, like the birds, I am splashing about and letting a new daily round evolve. Flowing with my new projects and also, making time for creativity. My dip into experimenting with newspaper weaving was not a riotous success last weekend. I produced a basket that resembled something I had brought home from school and proudly presented to my Mum when I was little. ‘It’s lovely, Darling, thank you.’ she would have said. It sparked a new idea of weaving pieces with all sorts of yarn, so watch this space, as I may share the result of that exploring, but not the newspaper basket.

It’s a good time to pause, splash and feel into change.

Romantic rescuing…

I made a new video for my YouTube channel yesterday and it’s a tricky topic, so I pushed myself into a vulnerable space to share from my own experience. There’s a fine line between sharing to support others and simply banging on about yourself, so I hope I haven’t crossed it!

It has taken me many years to work something out and I did not truly ‘get it’ until I understood my ‘Why’. Also, as I work with my spirit guides, I see things in pictures, so I tend to talk that way. This story is full of pictures….

I have been a romantic lighthouse and rescuer for many years. My natural way of being would shine a loving light and this drew in souls who were struggling to sail in ‘holed’ boats. They would beach themselves on my rocks and I would don my rescue cape and dash down with my repair kit. I compounded this by not only trying to repair their boats, but then jumping in and sailing with them. Some of these adventures lasted many years and I would be called upon to repair new holes and keep the boat afloat.

This was ‘roses round the door, birds singing in a blue sky’ kind of thinking and not balanced. My own boat had holes and I was trying to repair it and bail it out by doing the same thing for others, whilst not repairing my own.

The latest painful relationship break-up brought me to my senses. The pain was so acute, that this time I cracked wide open and had no choice but to lovingly ask myself ‘Why’.

You see it is no-one else’s fault. Their boats, the water they sail in, the sails they set, the harbours they enter and the actions they take; are their lives and choices. I needed to make different choices and in order to do that, I had to understand why I was making the choices I had been.

So I paused. Life carries on and I still needed to flow care to those I love and to make a living to support myself, but I stripped everything else back.

I came to see my peaceful home as a boat house, as I left the lighthouse life behind (along with my cape and rescue kit) and went to work on my boat.

I started to do things I love, drawing threads of those into my everyday and I also experimented with new things. Nothing happens instantly, so I gift myself time too.

Recently, I have taken my repaired and re-vamped boat out sailing. She’s holding up well, and with gentle on-going adjustments, I am trying out a new business (alongside my existing one) and venturing further afield. I feel grateful for the myriad of blessings that flow from sailing with other souls, who are out there in all manner of craft, as the sea winds of life flow between us, yet we all sail together with loving curiosity.

Aug ’18 update: I have removed all my videos from YouTube.

Community love at Kollektiv….

Carla at Kollektiv

This week at the craft group, I met Carla and her buddy Rachel, as they dropped in to introduce themselves.

Carla has started a community hub and shop on Seabank Road in Wallasey, just up the road from where I live. It’s a community interest company (CIC), not for profit, and she is selling bespoke quirky furniture and arty home furnishings. All made by local artists and from locally sourced materials.

Her plan is to ‘yarn bomb’ trees and lampposts from Vale Park up to Seabank Road. There is a collection of unique shops up there and visitors are unaware, as they visit the promenade and park, of the treasure trove just a few streets away.

I popped in to see her yesterday lunchtime and I struggled to tear myself away.

Kollektiv is filled with a host of creativity and hope. It’s a loving energy that comes from Carla and wraps around everything. From the way all the creations are displayed, to the light spilling in across the floorboards that have been sanded and decorated with different rose patterns.

Chairs have been placed outside and different planters of painted buckets and wellies are filled with bright summery flowers, alongside water bowls for visiting dogs. Andy, next door’s antique and second hand furniture dealer, was sitting there drinking a cup of tea and sharing some of their cake. One of his re-vamped chest of drawers was displayed in Kollektiv’s window display. People were stopping to talk to Carla and share what they create and to ask how things were going. She is so natural with them all, that this is way more than just a shop.

I commented to Andy that he will flourish with the nurture from next door and his answering grin said it all.

Go Carla, as all are going to benefit from your loving spirit. ❤

A Wholehearted ‘Thank You’….

Aug ’18 Update: I have removed my videos from YouTube.

My wholehearted ‘Thanks’ to you all. The helpful advice, different perspectives and loving encouragement on my new project has wrapped me in love.

I made the decision not to re-do the earlier videos and have rolled forward with a new one, hopefully, incorporating all your loving advice.

It’s a work in progress, but the start and then your loving support has given me the momentum to continue and for that I am deeply grateful.

I will flow back into blogging in my usual style from now on, with a deeper appreciation for all of you. ❤

Showing up….

Aug ’18 Update: I have removed my videos from YouTube.

A few weeks ago I had a message through LinkedIn from a company in The States that had produced an application. They felt I could work through it and the pairing would be a mutually compatible one. The only hitch was it only ran on Apple technology and I am completely Microsoft and Android based. I researched the company and the app. and took the plunge and organised an iPad and connection through my mobile provider. Nothing ventured I thought, hopefully.

I gave the app. a run for it’s money and quickly discovered that it was not conducive to my way of working. The company and I mutually agreed to part company.

Mmmm, I now had an iPad.

Inspiration flowed in and I ran with the thought of making videos and posting them on YouTube. Gathering my courage, and wrapping my brain around the technology, I set to work and here you have the initial results. It’s interesting, because I still have a lot to learn about camera angles and all that good stuff. Thumbnail pictures on which frame your video freezes on (still working on that one) and the hilarious aspect of presenting myself. A buddy and I were in stiches on the phone this afternoon, as I described my antics at this end. Here’s a few of the brief highlights:

‘I have tested most areas in my apartment for the best light and daylight is best. It highlights every crease and wrinkle though.’

‘Did you know my facial expression when I swear is comic?’

‘I was wearing a scarf around my neck to start off with (to hide the crepe effect) and I looked as if I was cutting my head off. I ditched the scarf.’

‘I threw the scripts away and just talked, but it’s at an angle. Do you think people will notice?’

So, it is with a deep breath, hopeful courage, the opportunity to master the techniques as I go and love, that I hit the publish button.

Let this new chapter commence…. ❤


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