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Blooming marvellous….

It’s so peaceful here today, that even the ships and tug boats are sailing past silently.

There is much loving calmness in the walls of this house and the old cobbled pedestrian streets around us mirror that. Several conversations have flowed lately and we all agree that there is something special about being here. The local stories from when this old house was a care home, all speak of kind memories and thoughts.

My Mum has gifted me some great planters and they are filled with blue and pink hydrangeas and hardy plants that can survive the salt wind out there on the flat roof. I have tried various experiments with bird feeding and the latest one is an upturned iron Poppy holder that sits in one of the tubs. I found an old curved plate that serves as a bird bath and I can see all of this from the window where I sit and work. Thank you, my Mate ❤ Years ago I was learning German at school and came home to tell my Mum that she was Mater in German. This got shortened to Mate and has stuck over all these years.

It's like an Aladin's cave here and my landlady was having a sort out a few days ago. She warned me about possible noise, because her crew of Bob the Builder and Helpful Brother were shifting stuff upstairs to the floor above. We had a natter and I put in a bid for a lovely, long sofa in place of the two seater that was here. After some tender loving care it now looks at home and as I laid out on it at full stretch yesterday evening, I said 'Thank you' out loud.

This morning I woke up early with every intention of going out for a walk, but the sight of pelting rain put me off and I switched ideas. My little kitchen is quirky and I have an old Belling worktop oven with two solid plates on top. This has a mind of it's own and if I put the oven on then the left hand plate does not work, both plates on and the oven doesn't work. Over time he and I have made friends and I stood in the peace this morning to make a cake to flow 'sofa gratitude' downstairs.

My place is now filled with homely scents, with the rooftop plants soaking up the rain, as the working day starts. Feel the love ❤

The things that we love tell us what we are…Thomas Aquinas

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A moment in France when the sky was filled with love

Recently I was asked what I really wanted for Christmas and my response was a heartfelt ‘Time with you’.

Life’s gifts: making delicious plans with a kindred spirit I recently spent time with flying 30,000 miles up in the sky; Bella as she waits by my feet wagging her tail asking me to throw her ball again…please; nattering to my Mum on the phone giggling and sharing; flowing loving conversations with clients held in my heart; watching the Autumn breeze in the trees; sharing rainbow colours from a sunrise; observing the happiness radiating from my heart daughter and her children on her special wedding day; asking a neighbour how she was and hearing her answer; preparing to move back home tomorrow; feeling all the loving connections on life’s web and celebrating expression through writing.

Lovingly gifted time and the cherished moments within. ❤

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.

Life’s cake made with love, happy tales, more love and trust…..

Our valley

My sister, who has been so very poorly, has recovered enough to come over so we could spend the day together and she could have a change of scene. A gentle stroll was undertaken on the highest hill here. I think it’s a mountain, but I am assured by the locals it is not. Anyway, we drove up to a midway vantage point, and then sensibly booted, we set off to walk the rest of the way up, gently, so very gently. It was a warm day and very peaceful up there, but it wasn’t long before our nattering and laughter could be heard. It was a very still and misty day down in the valley below and there we were strolling along and every now and then I would say ‘Over there is so and so’. ‘Ah ha’, Debs would reply peering into the mist. After a while it became a running joke and she was heard to comment ‘Give up Fan, I trust you’. She has called me ‘Fan’ since we were teenagers, because she said I always ‘Fannied about’. I mean really, how rude, and I might add, blatantly untrue!

My special pressie

I have been putting hours in on the support service and my energy flags, unsurprisingly. My lovely friend, who was right in the middle of moving home last weekend, dealing with the builders in his new home and managing his business, paused and baked me a cake. He wanted to do something that would sustain me through my working weekend. It was as yummy as it looks and yes, I did share it. Also, Trev has now discovered a sure fire way to render me speechless, as I stood with the cake in my hands, eyes filled with happy tears and silent…..silent for quite some time. Then I hugged him.

Jason Garner

I have been following Jason Garner’s thoughts and writings for some time now and we have flowed thoughts and comments to each other over the web. Recently an unexpected email dropped into my Inbox from Jason offering to gift me a copy of his latest book. I am so touched by his loving thoughtfulness. Everything this man does is wrapped in love and the parcel package even had the words ‘Wrapped with love by…a name and a smiley face’. I am savouring and enjoying every word of Jason’s first book ‘And I breathed…..from a life of matter, to a life that matters’. A joy to read and it is a joy to be connected to such a loving soul.

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My postman is very aware of where I live, because another parcel arrived yesterday. A gift filled with much love and thoughtfulness and I can see this beautiful picture hanging on my wall as I write this post. Christine Moran Poet, Writer and Photographer is a treasured friend of mine. This photograph is one of my favourites, taken by Chris in her garden, and beautifully framed to hang on my wall. Her loving card is on my writing desk and her enclosed angel friendship heart is hanging on my door post. Love poured from her parcel.

Flowers

Trev brought these flowers to my front door yesterday with a smile. He wanted to flow care and for me to have something beautiful to look at while I worked from my desk. His loving offer of a home cooked meal in his new home tonight, and the space to explore some new ideas to ‘nail a challenge’ I currently face, was gratefully accepted by me. I think I’ll wear a frock.

Penny

One of my neighbours and I have a special connection. Alison and I have both been on various trips around life’s watermill and that gives us an understanding beyond words. There is much laughter and ‘Oh you’d never guess what’s….’ as we bob into each other’s apartments sharing love, cake, milk, sugar, clothes pegs, coffee, Welsh tea bags (delicious), my washing machine that I turn on with a ball point pen, her oven when mine gives up the ghost, trips into town, potters around local markets, ‘Ohh, look what I made today…’ moments, walks through the grounds to collect fallen apples and conkers, a shared love for living here and Penny. Alison’s dog Penny is a delight and she comes with us on our adventures and I often glance around to see her sleeping on the end of my bed as I am working. She sits between us as we natter and plan. Love flows from Penny in a constant stream and when you cuddle her she leans in.

As Jason and Trev always say, Hugs x

Thoughts and lovely things coming through words….

A.A. Milne, through Christopher Robin and Winnie the Pooh, knew how to light heartedly play life’s tune…

I look out of my window and see bright red roses blooming at the edge of the woods opposite. The same woods that Saint and I get to potter through later today.

The light glints off the beautiful blue glass angel my Mum and Dad brought back from The Isle of Arran.

A smell of freshly cut grass wafts through.

I have discovered a perfect bridge to play poohsticks with my soul buddy.

As I start work may the feeling of all these lovely gifts come through my words today.

What if you already have the……..?

What if you already have the……

talent you need
gifts to make something happen
tenacity
right circumstances
foundation
ideal environment
love and support
sheer grit and determination.

What if all of the above is within you and all that needs unearthing is the belief in yourself?



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