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Loving connections…

A lovely friend and I sat on a farmhouse balcony and shared afternoon tea today and this was our view.

I attended a routine hospital appointment this afternoon and she insisted on giving me a lift. The phone call with that offer was hilarious, as I initially resisted her kind suggestion. Why do we do that ‘No, it’s alright I can manage’ thing when anyone tries to be kind! It’s nuts. Anyway, mid conversation, as I was resisting, this was her deciding line:

‘Please do not deprive me of your company. I have missed you and it will be lovely to have a catch-up and I need to go there anyway to check on where things are when I have my appointment next month.’

I responded with ‘That is the most sophisticated emotional blackmail I have heard for some time.’

Much laughter followed, which set the theme for this afternoon.

We drove straight there, parked with ease, found the required hospital section and I was called in right away. Marvellous.

Then we walked out and turned left instead of right, talking nineteen to the dozen and completely oblivious to our error. As we walked out of the exit door we faced a car park we didn’t recognise.

‘This isn’t car park G’ my lovely friend said.

‘I am deeply impressed that you remember which ‘letter’ car park we are in’ I replied.

Several corridors, exits and different car park views later, we admitted we were lost. Various staff members were unable to help us either.

It was a comedy of errors and finally (and I do mean some time later) another nurse tried to help us. Suddenly I recalled that I had tucked the hospital letter and a map into my handbag. It is a testimony to my friend’s love, that she didn’t clock me one as I produced it.

We found our way and left two nurses shaking their heads at us, thinking goodness knows what, as we went to the farmhouse nearby and had afternoon tea to recover.

As we sat nattering on the balcony, looking out at the view, we both agreed that the love and understanding that our group share (there are a few of us) is a gift, liberally sprinkled with shared laughter. ❤

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Tumbling ….

The weather has been all over the place lately and we’ve had four seasons in one day on several days. The other morning the sky was so dark we were all braced for a belting storm and then the sky suddenly cleared and it revealed a spectacular biblical display.

Life has been intense for many of us lately and it’s not the easiest thing to manage ourselves in the midst of so much uncertainty. When we tumble we naturally want to reach out for something solid to hold on to. To sit in silence and stillness with uncertainty is scary, yet there is much balance and honesty in that space. Our hearts can be heard as they gently guide us forward.

“If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance run…..” Rudyard Kipling

In each moment it is what it is and there are gifts nestled within:

Sharing breakfast with loving friends, as we all laughed and nattered together starting our day.

My thoughtful friend sharing lunch with much laughter and gifting me a patchwork jacket that is so ‘me’ I may wear it every day.

The gift of having a day with my Mum and Dad and bathing in their unconditional love.

Living in this peaceful house and the creative energy of my happy bubble flat. We were all together downstairs in the main kitchen the other evening and my landlady Christine was cooking their evening meal, her partner Brendan was tidying up, Nancy her Mum was grating cheese at the table and I was gathering my laundry from the washing machine. Nancy weaves with deepening dementia and there is much loving gentleness as she is held in safety here. Christine ran into technical difficulties with the pasta and the whole flipping lot stuck together. Dripping on a spoon, she held it up in dismay and Brendan commented (from a safe distance) ‘I can’t believe you’ve done that, you’re sacked!’ There was silence for a few seconds and into the quiet I said ‘One, two, three women with one man. We can take him girls.’ Christine and Brendan started to laugh and I looked across at Nancy and she fixed her twinkling eyes on me and said ‘Easily.’ More laughter……

Jason Garner – It’s Okay

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It is a joy to be connected to Jason and I love receiving his thoughts and writing. I felt compelled to share his latest piece ‘It’s Okay’.

It’s Okay by Jason Garner

You are me and I am you – Thich Nhat Hanh

Dilly & Amy, bestest buddies

You are me and I am you.

Is it not true that we inter-are?

You cultivate the flower in you so that I will be beautiful,

And I transform the garbage in me so that you don’t have to suffer.

This is the kind of insight that is based on interbeing. If we live our lives according to this insight, we will not have to suffer so much.

~Thich Nhat Hanh

Shared from IB’s beautiful blog today at Make Believe Boutique

I dreamt last night that I went back to the Vendredi Club in France. Lesley and I were bowling along in her car through beautiful countryside, catching up on news and sharing our latest creative projects. I have a track on my play list entitled 'Angelus' that is the abbey bells of the Gregorian Monks and whenever I hear it, I am there in Aly and Ken's home listening to the village bell call out points in the day. ❤

I have been knitting lately with the bamboo needles Lesley gifted me and I can still feel the loving energy as we sat in peace on her porch and knitted together. I wore the socks she made for me at Christmas to the knitting group here yesterday.

Connection is vital. To put aside the technology and noise of our modern lives and gather together to simply be and to share. This morning my friends in France are gathering together to share, support and create. Yesterday we gathered together in Remember When, our special place, to share, support and create. Real loving connections, not just words on a page and images shared. Love beyond price. ❤

Knitting our lives..stitch by loving stitch….

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Knitting group in the tea room yesterday had many moments of laughter as we all knitted and shared. It is the uniqueness of each that comes together to make a loving whole. The minute someone says something funny and we all look up to catch each other’s eyes and laugh out loud. Magic ❤

A neighbour has returned from a long stay abroad and she was having a catch-up natter with a friend last night. I couldn't hear the actual words through the wall, but the feeling that came from the flow of the conversational notes was one of sharing, support and care. Magic ❤

I popped into Liverpool yesterday to run errands and the bus was a capsule of loving care. It was busy and as fragile souls got on the bus, the more able were making eye contact and offering seats. This was happening while friendly words were being exchanged, which removed any trace of obligation, or entitlement. Two little toddlers had their buggies shuffled about to make room and it was obvious that they didn't know each other and one little one held his hand out to the other. Magic ❤

As I bought some knitting yarn for a special present, I chatted with the lady who helped me pack it up and pay. We were on the same hymn sheet with flowing love in creativity and how we always tidied our homes before we sat down to create. We locked eyes in synchronicity as I left and shared a heartfelt smile of understanding. Magic ❤

My Mum and I were messaging back and forth as I caught the bus back home. We agreed that life's richness comes from the simple things and these are all infused with love. Life's loving stitches. Magic ❤

Light shines anew every day…

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One of the joys of living here is to walk amidst nature. Film makers come from far and wide to craft with the light that shines here and yesterday morning there was the Liverpool skyline on the left, Wallasey on the right and in the distance between them the start of The Pennines.

It’s quiet at early light and there were a few runners, dog’s taking their owners for a walk and other walkers like myself just soaking it all up. The beach at low tide was covered with Sandpipers and I have not seen that many before, so the sea and river must have brought a bountiful harvest for them.

As I walked down our road there was a large, lovely old dog who was out with his Mum and his little Terrier companion. He could barely see his eyes were so cloudy, but he stopped stock still at the end of the road and waited. I fussed him up and shared the love with his buddy. Blanket love covering all.

A fellow walker and I grinned at each other as we passed, as some folk simply ‘get it’ don’t they?

Racing across the emerging sands was an exuberant Irish Wolfhound/Labrador cross. The birds kept rising as he approached and you could tell it was a time honoured game that they could all play again and again. His joy shone out as he raced about and the patience of his Dad was evident as he pottered about the rock pools. His furry companion coming over now and then just in case his Dad had discovered something interesting.

I am sure that loving light seeps inside us and flows out again, an ever flowing cycle from open hearts. Lynn and I met a lady yesterday, as she visited our home to see if things would balance for us all with her living here too. As Lynn commented later, it was like a scene from The Golden Girls. We all had so much in common and sat there with coffee and yummy biscuits nattering away together. As she made to leave, she turned and we all smiled as she held her arms out. I know you can all picture us standing there with our arms wrapped around each other.

When we feel, it is not what happened before, nor what tomorrow holds that counts, it is the moment and in that moment is love. ❤

Where love is the harbour…

Harbour

Children play in our street and I love hearing their happy sounds. One of our neighbours mends bicycles and he can often be seen testing them up and down the road. His children come back from school and sit chatting to him as he works in his front yard and his wife brings him a drink and they spend time together. He flows love into his work; that love flows out to all that pass by and beyond a shadow of doubt, it wraps around his family.

I love going to the open air gym in the park and walking down by the sea. An added joy is I am getting to know the other walkers, joggers and dogs. Oh the dogs ❤ Shadow wants to play and walk close by, sharing what he sees. Gus the lurcher (still a beautiful puppy) throws himself up for a hug. His 'Dad' commented this morning that he loves the first part of the day and smiling at him I nodded and said 'It's full of hope isn't it?' He smiled back and said 'I never check the weather Jane'. The weather is what it is and the dogs bound about greeting each other, chasing balls, sniffing everything they can, bringing fellow spirits together and gifting us all the opportunity to share.

My Mum is busy knitting baby dresses to go into the stock at my friend's shop and our messages, emailed photos and calls going back and forth are a joy. 'I've made this, what do you think?', 'I've run out of wool, what about 'so and so' to finish it, would that work?' and yesterday's hilarious one. 'I have finished the teapot cosy, but a single strawberry took about three hours to create, so I am changing the plan!'. Mum and I are soothed by knitting, creating and having somewhere to flow them on to, gives us a purpose. There is love in every stitch. I have wrapped the strawberry up in tissue paper and it's going to Daisy in a parcel with other gifts from Aunty Lynn. A memory floated up then from last Sunday, as I made a hash of knitting a row, I went to unpick it and said 'Oopps 'a Daisy, I made a mistake'. Daisy looked at me and said 'That's my name' and got the giggles.

I flow on the loving strands of daily rounds. The shared love, support, encouragement and above all understanding. The 'Ohh you'll never guess what', 'How are you diddling?', 'How was your day?', 'I saw this and thought of you', the 'I had an idea, thought, feeling' ones, the 'Goodnight, sweet dreams' and at times the much needed downloading to clear head space. The calling out 'Hello' whenever any of us come home to our loving harbour.

That is all anyone wants, to be loved and understood. It's as natural as air. Life flows and we are all a part of it and what we flow is part of the whole. What we hold inside of ourselves flows out. Everything in constant motion. It's the air that we all share, the energy we all create. ❤


Jane Sturgeon

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