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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! ❤

Leaving the social media arena…..

The medieval tower at the mouth of the Tagus River, Lisbon

I was writing a card to treasured friend today, as it’s her birthday in a few days time. We met many, many moons ago (before my daughter was born) when she and I were neighbours and our loving friendship has flowed through all these years.

Recently, Georgie and I had a magic time in Lisbon and it has been a struggle to recapture the peace we discovered since we returned to our daily rounds.

I have also been watching a manipulation grow through social media and it feels unbalanced, if not downright cruel and unjust at times.

So, with a strong desire to have time to honour the connections I love and cherish, I have deleted my Facebook, Twitter and PInterest accounts.

I love the Global Village we have in our blogging world and this has gifted loving bonds and supportive connections and long may that continue.

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. ❤

“There is no past that we can bring back by longing for it. Only a present that builds and creates itself as the past withdraws.”

tapestry of love

This quote is a line that Evelyn (Judi Dench) wisely imparts in the fabulous film ‘The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel’. She also says that is it not just about adapting to life in a new environment, but learning to thrive.

I have had the belief, for some years now, that I would eventually settle down with a man who was practical, creative and we would live in the country, renovating an old house, making things (probably furniture) with a motley selection of animals around us.

Pause for hearty laughter as life held a different plan…..

I love a man who is original, creative in thought, business orientated, blessed with endless energy and so driven that he can make things happen by sheer will. He is passionate about youth, how we nurture the next generation and sees ice sport as a good way of achieving this. He is on the committee that have set-up a ‘not for profit’ ice rink and are running it with volunteers. This gives the youth, ice hockey teams and figure skaters somewhere to go whilst the private ice rink site is closed and being re-built. Parents, children and adults were all traveling over an hour to get to the nearest rink, and thanks to this group who remained undaunted, they now have a local facility.

The man I love lives in the middle of a city and I live with him, in a normal thirty year old house on an estate.

The estate is bordered by an ancient wood, enclosed in 1264, and our garden is bordered by trees at the back. There are trees wherever you look, and it is so peaceful here that it is hard to believe that we are minutes away from the city centre. There is a local shopping area, a short walk up the hill, with an independent butcher, baker, greengrocer and chemist. I like to walk up there and buy the bits and pieces we need. There is a playground on the way and I can see us with the baby in our family having fun together when the weather improves…our granddaughter took her first steps this week.

Our home is a wee bit tired and dated and we are blessed with a lovely landlord. Over a few cups of tea, many plans have been made, and the whole house is being completely re-vamped over the next year. My creativity is running amok with ideas on furniture re-finishing and soft furnishings that will bring all the work together. There are huge secondhand warehouses near us and I can see many happy hours being spent discovering furniture down there.

Patience has never been one of my virtues, and I am learning that it takes time to adjust, for the threads we need to weave together to show themselves.

This man and I are blessed with bright threads, love is weaving them together, creating a tapestry where we are both starting to thrive. It is not the tapestry I expected, but I have discovered that a different tapestry holds the good stuff.

Powerful emotions and time, as humans we have time…it may be a second, but it’s still time.

I found myself so swamped with emotion at the end of last week, I could barely draw breath or function. The scary thing for me is when this happens I can’t hear my inner voice….this girl is in trouble then. I was reminded that in our human form we have time, so I took a simple hour to relax and let things float.

I do not believe that we can control life or force events to happen and the past few months have been a living testimony to that way of being. I knew change had to happen as this new year dawned, so I took my hands off the tiller and opened by heart and mind to new opportunities. They poured in, and through love and listening to my inner voice, all flowed at it was meant.

On Saturday afternoon, during my pause, I listened on a soul level and gave my heart and head a rest. Following on from this my soul buddy is flying free today, as he starts a new chapter in his journey. I continue to learn to thrive exactly where I am right now.

There are times when convention, fear, circumstances, other people’s beliefs and convenience need to be stilled into silence.

Love is still the wind beneath our wings, wherever we fly too and whatever we discover along the way.

Grief for a way of being….

This morning something caught me…a simple everyday little thing…and my eyes filled with tears. It felt like grief.

Talking to a special pal this morning (xx) she and I concurred that grief is about letting go. We grieve for loved ones lost and we also grieve for situations, ways of being, that were important to us and we have had to leave them behind.

Post-divorce I built the life I envisaged for myself and my daughter and in the main achieved it. I discovered though that it was not built on solid foundations. So I have stripped it back and I am coming at it again from another angle.

Still looking upwards though as there is so much to look forward to and with firm foundations I can start to feel the solid landing stage under my feet.

It is important to allow time to grieve and wrap kindness around as I do so. No time limit. Gentle acceptance, trust and faith that this all contributes to a solid foundation.

Take time to dream today, for our dreams bring magic into our everyday…..

Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair – Khalil Gibran


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