Posts Tagged 'simplicity'

On the edge of moments…

I watched the tide come in yesterday and as the beach disappeared I was reminded of the flow of it all. Within twelve hours the beach will re-appear and the cycle will repeat.

Earlier, on this post, I wrote a story to illustrate a philosophy that I believe. I have sat knitting tonight and sharing what I did was not sitting well with me, as it wasn’t my tale to tell. So, let me put it another way. I struggle with seasonal goodwill and festivities and have done for many years now. If I could hibernate till it was all over, I would. A friend feeling the same way reached out for support and we agreed that there must be many others feeling as we do.

‘There is no such thing as a normal family or a normal Christmas. We are force fed these images of perfection and they are not real. Christmas has been hijacked by commercial enterprise and we don’t need to buy into it. Life is messy. We are messy. Goodness knows it’s a mess in our heads, so mess is bound to follow when we interact with each other. Yay to the mess! Joy comes in moments.’

‘I feel our purpose in life is to learn how to love. We try and fail and try again. Create and destroy and create again. Learn and forget and learn again. We just need to show up every day and stay open-hearted.’

Come sit awhile, let’s just be. A place of French peace for you and me….

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Into life flow moments that take your breath away and Belle and I were blessed to share one.

It was lunchtime and pottering in the kitchen I became aware of a new noise coming from the sky. Belle and I went outside to see hundreds of Cranes calling to each other as they flew South for the Winter. They fly in V’s with the newborns from this year nestled safely between them. They climb high if any buzzards are about and we watched them circle ever upwards till they were safe. It was magic and a blessing to see. I have never heard a noise like it and we could still hear them long after they had disappeared over the horizon. Nature’s wonder unfolding and Belle and I sat watching the sky for many magic moments.

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The peace of this place is heartfelt. It seeps into your soul and you rest into it. The simplicity of life and the warmth of the sky meeting the earth in harmony weave a fabric for life that is natural and allows you to simply ‘be’.

From my ‘heart’ family there is a home for sale nestling next to the Dordogne river. It is a wonderful mixture of an old stone farmhouse with log burners and fireplaces, wooden floors, stone and wooden barns, old pigsties, workshops and sheds. Oak, walnut and fruit trees, land sloping down to the river and all within walking distance of Gardonne, which has all the services you need.

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Not quite my time to make the move, otherwise I would be there like a shot. It’s perfect for someone though and my heart wanted to flow the magic to share with you all, just in case that someone was you.

The link below will give you the full details:

Gardonne Farmhouse Ref: BH842

Time to simplify….

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I was talking to a friend recently about energies in things that flow through our lives. Sometimes we need to simplify what’s on our plates to create space and right now my life is yelling at me to do just that. The space created will help to nurture peace and I suppose the trick is not to fill it with anything else…we shall see.

I have a new business venture that is gaining momentum, a new home that is in need of much tender, loving care and loved ones that deserve my time without interruption, so, I am taking a break from blogging.

You are all wonderful in your unfailing support and flowing care and I appreciate all the sparkly moments that the last four years have created between us all. Blogging has also helped me to find my writing voice and that is a gift in itself.

I may, or may not, come back to blogging and I feel it’s important not to label or contain this intention in any way. I wish you all much love and happy flow in your lives. Thank you for all your love and know that my love stays with you.

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It’s only the end of the road if you don’t go around the bend….

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Life is busy and can be overwhelming sometimes and we struggle. It happens to us all doesn’t it? My balance was knocked on Sunday and it has taken me several days to restore it back to a peaceful place. Catching the strands of beauty in simplicity, loving moments and laughter is all part of my restoration process.

The track above leads from the edge of this village to a stunning country house and grounds where a happy ‘sploring day created special memories.

A little one going into school this morning rode up here on her brand new sparkling bright pink bike in her matching boots.

I have found a supplier of vintage hand embroidered linens which will make beautiful blinds for the kitchen and bathroom windows.

A neighbour has loads of chickens and not only could I hear them when I hung my washing out this morning, but another kind neighbour informed me that she sells half a dozen eggs for £1. Now the loving cake I am making for tomorrow will taste extra special.

Over the past few days my face to face work has been very busy and my little place is full of flowers that were brought in by my beloved friends and clients….sweetheart roses, freesias, yellow daffodils and white jonquil.

There is hilarious banter flying by email between my SS and I and funny ditties on ‘WhatsApp’ between Em and I….as only ‘us girls’ can.

An old English Sheepdog has just gone walking past with his owner, and just for a few seconds, sat down at the kerbside (on a lead) and smiled up at his owner and his owner smiled back and nodded and the dog got up and walked on…bouncy walking.

Tomorrow I get to escape for another day with my special ‘sploring friend.

On my cycle ride to the local shop this morning I spotted tiny little daisies joining the primroses, forget-me-nots and daffodils in the hedgerows. My neighbour asked if I was keeping fit as I came haring round the corner on my bike to our sheds….’No, George’ I replied, ‘I think the emphasis is on getting not keeping fit’…delivered with much puffing between words.

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Synchronicity, balance and blessings in simplicity….

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Through my own choices my balance was rocked lately and I made a decision to step back and take stock. Time to reflect and just ‘be’ is a blessing.

There is a profound peace in this little cottage where I live and the walls that are over 200 years old protect and enfold me. I pottered yesterday and so many blessings floated up…..

I live on a hilltop looking out over fields and hills and the birds happily sing their freedom up here.

The traffic is a rural mixture of horses, tractors, battered land rovers and a very grumpy postman.

I unpegged my washing from the line yesterday and the setting sun caught the church tower at the side of our gardens.

Neighbours knock on my door all smiles and friendly offers.

There is a Pilates class in the village hall just over the brow of the hill on Monday evenings.

We are all going for a Spring walk on the May bank holiday ending with a picnic in a local wood. Homemade cake has been mentioned.

There is a real possibility of the closed pub building being turned into a village shop.

I have loving friendship links in all the surrounding villages. Friends that I have made with all the different things I have done in various places around the world and here we are in close proximity. Are we having fun catching up with each other? You betcha!

One of my clients looked across my sitting room on a recent visit and quizzed me about the things I make. I am now creating to add to the stock in her vintage gift shop.

There is synchronicity at work here with a balance that I have longed for.

I am grateful and content.

Love and simple happiness…..

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Saturday dawned and my lovely friend brought her brood over so we could all have lunch. We had a grand catch-up with news and the children settled happily to play in my new home. On the way over one of the girls asked their Mum if I still lived in England! With their Mum’s permission the picture shows the girls modelling their lovely pressie for me….I will smile every time I do the washing-up. We had such fun and the walls bounced back the sound of happy noise and laughter and whilst they were here the post lady delivered a parcel from my Mum and a very funny card from my sister.

It is two years since I helped to look after the girls and their patient brother and I am so grateful that the strands of love and friendship still hum with this special song.

I pottered around afterwards and looked at the flowers their lovely Mum had brought, the fabulous washing up gloves, ate one of their gifted chocolate reindeers, put on the waterfall cardi my Mum had sent and laughed at my sister’s card.

Love and thought threaded through a special day and all is well.



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