Le Belle Francais……

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I have been gifted some more time in France to care for my lovely furry buddy Belle.

My friend’s sister picked me up at the airport yesterday and we all gathered on her verandah to enjoy a yummy dinner, whilst we caught up with each others’ news and laced the air with laughter as the sun set.

My friends and their family flow loving kindness like a natural spring and as I absorbed the magic peace of being back here in France with them all, my cup filled to overflowing.

At an unearthly hour today my friends set off on their travels and I donned my new wellies, so Belle and I could go out and greet the day. My new fabulous footwear was a gift, so I can explore with Belle and stay warm and dry in style. We all decided that I will leave them here, as my ‘French’ wellies, knowing that I will return.

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Autumn is drawing in and first thing this morning the valleys were full of mist lying like clouds below the treetops. Mankind was silent and all Belle and I could hear were the cockerels and crows greeting the new day, as the smaller birds tweeted to each other from the trees and hedgerows. The peace held us safe as the sun drew up above the horizon and nature sang her joyous song.

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Loving circles catch a thermal….

The Wirral

I have felt the need lately to clear space so that new working steps can flow in and last Sunday was my final shift on the online text support service. I logged off at 1pm and to draw a loving line under this work Mark suggested a trip out. I chose the seaside.

It poured down with rain and was, ironically, bitterly cold too, yet this did nothing to dampen spirits in the car as he drove me around The Wirral in Cheshire. We joyfully discovered that we explore in the same way and had a great time discovering all sorts of country lanes and beautiful views. Picnics in the car are great fun and we sat there looking at a map, munching away and coming up with ideas for future adventures as the rain drummed down on the car roof. There was a gap in the clouds and we jumped out to explore Hoylake lifeboat station and the beach…I may have mentioned, several times (ahem), how cold I was, so hot coffee featured in our next pitstop! Then we parked up at West Kirby so I could photograph the sunset. We sat there in companionable silence as the sky and sea changed colour and I was wrapped in his gentle patience as we waited for the best moment to capture nature’s display.

Work has continued to circle through this week as I have picked up the reins again on the live support service. One of the gifts contained in this has been the continued contact with Wendy and Tracey, my colleagues. Very loving frendships full of understanding, support and laughter.

Our dining room table is graced with rainbow colour at the moment as Christine Moran, my loving friend, gifted these beautiful tulips. Chris and I are excited because we are going to be able to spend time together this year at the book launch for her wonderful poetry book ‘Dancing in the Rain’ and during other adventures….pants over tights and cape flicking hey my funky teapot buddy?

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My work space in Leyland has not been confirmed, so I have set sail looking for new opportunities. This time out I am going to look for independant space and we’ll see where this path leads. I had a list of possible options and Mark took me by the hand to explore them all yesterday. It’s a work in progress, but I have every faith that the circles have a purpose and I’ll flow into the right space. There was one that ‘hummed’ with energy and I am going back tomorrow to explore it further. This latest round of hunting was celebrated with a yummy dinner, which was handy as Mark was starting to go pale……

I have many photos on my phone of Emily and her new hair style this week. Each day she has started the day with ‘This is my style today Mum, what do you think?’ On Monday she had very long hair that was all cut off. Her hair has gone to the Princess Trust to be made into wigs for children dealing with cancer and she also raised over £100 in donations for the same charity. I am so proud of you Em. x

Ems new hair xx

This window of time I have with Mum and Dad is a gift and yesterday morning I managed to finish work early and bobbed outside to see how Dad was getting on building his new store. We fell into a familiar routine and as the welcome Spring sun shone on us and I ‘assisted’ as he worked. He cracked a joke at one stage and asked if I had heard it before? Many memories of ‘assisting’ floated up and I gently suggested that I may, just may, have heard it during other project moments that revolved mainly around guttering and drainage! It made me think of Mum and how many years she has stood ‘assisting’ by his side. You have a book to write here Mate, you really do!

There’s a new week about to start with Emily going great guns on her dissertation, Mum preparing for her final Mediumship assessment, Dad finishing his store and Mark holding my hand as we explore together.

My thoughts end this post with Jasper, as his Mum took a picture of him blowing his Granny kisses for the new tank top she has knitted for him. Xx

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Emotional bankruptcy and ideas……

Em's sunset

Em sent me this picture the other evening, as she captured the sunset from her bathroom window. Yes, she stood on the loo to take it and I am glad she did, as it’s lovely.

A few weeks ago I took a break from working on the telephone service. There are a number of things ‘at odds’ with working in this way and I found myself unable to function properly, as I had got so tired. Cross-eyed with tiredness is not a good look at my age!

I still have my face to face work and my paid writing assignments and, ever flexible, I thought that I could take on a few other paid ‘one-off’ activities to plug the financial gap for a few weeks. Needless to say these ‘things’ have brought their own surprises and challenges with them. I took on a small garden restoration job and soon discovered that some much needed ‘male digging’ assistance was required, thank you Jeff. Hat’s off to him, as he managed to work with a fractured kneecap and a shoulder in a sling after major surgery. We also kept calm as we unearthed an adder’s nest of eggs in the garden.

Given the on-going dance I have with my landlord, the decorating work he was paying me for in this cottage was always going to be tricky, so I might leave that subject for another day.

Another ‘one-off’ found me spending the morning in a vintage tea shop and the afternoon in an adjoining gift shop. It was whilst I was behind the counter in the gift shop that I had an idea. One text to my running mate Jeff (and a long conversation later) and a new venture was born. Three weeks of research, planning and organisation and we’re about to start. With luck and application, I will be able to drop my phone work down to manageable levels and give reign to creativity again.

It is simply staggering what is coming from that one text. We both think that when you get effortless synchronicity like this, it’s best to run with it! So here’s to a completely new sunrise.

Of course, I will post up pictures of what we’re up to. In the meantime, to keep my sanity and to save Jeff’s left ear from being bashed with my numerous phone calls, I have been crocheting baby blankets. I lined this one with material from an old silk dress.

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Summer senses….

Summer Senses

Good night Father Sun
the sky celebrating the day
warmed earth.

Last crops being gathered in
the smell of popcorn
floating on the air.

Grasses wafting
Evening breezes stirring
Rabbits emerging into the cool.

The spirits of three souls
Two happy hounds and a photographer
Pausing to capture the moment.

The image set as heads turn for home
Hearts holding the peace
Timeless.