Friday, 20 May 2016

{Soulfood Friday}


 'I have no philosophy, I have senses"
 Fernando Pessoa

From the uncertainties of last week we have found our course once more. Having a baby is the most life changing event ever. It is especially so when you are young and still forging your own path in the world. There is so much negativity in the media about young parents. The way life has been structured, with  so many fabricated hoops to traverse on the road to becoming an adult it does make logical sense to wait before having a family. But then something unexpected and altogether wonderful happens and suddenly the old picture, the one we bought into about how things "should" be doesn't make sense anymore because the new picture with all it's strange and wild beauty leaves us breathless with real wonder. Emmy is 18 and Emmy is a wonderful Mama. Her gentleness and connection with her little boy is a magical thing to see. Rowan Joe is growing fast and beginning to charm us with the flutters of first smiles and gurgling sounds. 

The clouds are clearing space for the blue today and the forget me nots and cow parsley are in full bloom. Sometimes simple things like these are just enough to fill the cup full.

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Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul. 

A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something whimsical that simply made me smile.
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Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week. 

What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends? 
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 Feel free to link up to your own soulful spaces either at the bottom of this post or in the comments.

   

   

Friday, 13 May 2016

{Soulfood Friday}

I'm not going to lie, it's been a tough week. I am tired, body and soul. I hope I have been enough.
It is hard not to be able to wave a magic wand and fix everything for those we love, make all the hurt disappear.

One thing I realized again today is how incredibly vital it is to have people who you can just be totally vulnerable. A few years ago I was lucky enough to come across a beautiful, diverse, open-hearted group of women as part of a weekly home-school meet up. Today I felt supported, encouraged and blessed by their friendship.
I also felt blessed by nature and it's ability to inject beauty and re-frame our perspective and the soft, warm place to land that is my five girls and Tani.

Wishing all a peaceful and restful weekend...











Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul. 

A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something whimsical that simply made me smile.
 * 
Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week. 

What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends? 
*  

 Feel free to link up to your own soulful spaces either at the bottom of this post or in the comments.

 
   


   

Friday, 6 May 2016

{Soulfood Friday}

A friend of mine says that as you get older the layers peal back and we re-claim the childhood "I"; the core of our being that we spent the first half of our lives trying to change, deny or mask. Perhaps we just get too weary of doing anything else but be ourselves. 

I sometimes read old journals, poetry, stories and scrapbooks written when I was a teenager and my heart aches for that shipwrecked girl. Here I am washed up on the shores of so much love. There is beauty for ashes and in it flowers grow. 


 


And the Flowers Grew

And the flowers grew from between concrete and the tread of a thousand footprints
that could have crushed them 
but for some unknown grace or sheer luck.
Can we know these things?

And the flowers grew from the winter 
her husband died, how he tended the Irises
Planting Daffodil bulbs to bloom
come Spring.

And the flowers grew  
from shallow dirt tracks and stealthy light 
when there was no one to see them
in the colourless night.

And flowers even grew from the compost
of all our old failures.
Awakening those abandoned allotments;
making them green again.

And the flowers grew from that patch of earth we dug over
to remember Eliyana
that Summer they blossomed yellow and bright 
as a child's smile.






Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul. 

A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something whimsical that simply made me smile.
 * 
Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week. 

What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends? 
*  Feel free to link up to your own soulful spaces either at the bottom of this post or in the comments.