This is one of my favourite bloggers. She seldom posts but when she does it is so worth reading. For me she has turned the daily making of the bed into a meditation!
You might think I’m using a metaphor when I say that my spiritual practice is doing the laundry. Metaphor or not, laundry is the practice of seeing things as they are. Take a look at how to go from the hamper to happiness in eight steps. Empty the hamper – Laundry gives us an honest…
via 8 steps to happy laundering — Karen Maezen Miller’s Cheerio Road
“There is a trend at Bernecho. Add more, have more fun. We acquired new chickens this week. We have a bad habit of taking things “sight unseen”. Thought they would be older. Not little terrorists!
We call everything that is a baby “a little” Well the morning after they arrived I was up at 5:00 am trying to catch them in the large front yard. Got through the fence. Back to re-fencing for two tiny chickens. But God they are cute. We have named them Muppet and Goldie. Muppet because she is a Frizzle and looks like Animal on the Muppets. Goldie because she is a gold Wyandotte as opposed to Lacey and Ŧilly our silver Wyandotte from last year. We also added two nondescript brown chickens who look like our Betty so we named then VeRONNIEica and Midge.
So much fun, and fresh, organic, free range (not vegetarian) eggs. Why would anyone want vegetarian eggs? The best chicken food is barnyard scratch: bugs and worms, YUM
To brush up on your family of origin.
Family of Origin
For anyone who has read my blog for a short time knows I am passionate about human-animal relationships and nature. This passion has been life long. No more than my relationship with horses.
no fear…no helmet..no boots
No fear…introduce your baby to horse
Helmet, boots, and a trainer
Buy a horse that scares you! An alpha mare, you have much to learn and love! Be passionate.
Summer solstice and a full moon, our weather should change tonight. It has been so cold and wet. What better way to celebrate the first day of summer than with Mary Oliver, A Summer Day. YES, what will you do?
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean-
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
With your one wild and precious life?
Any man can be a father, it takes a special gift to be a dad. “On the beach at night, Stands a child with her father, Watching the east, the autumn sky. Up through the darkness, While r…
Source: Thoughts On Fathers
Give yourself permission to feel emotion, get curious about it, pay attention to it, and practice. This work takes practice. Awkward, uncomfortable practice.
…. Brene Brown, Rising Strong
Go ahead, give yourself permission.
Kick back, lay on the grass…heck why not roll in it. RELAX. Forget your responsibilities for a few minutes. Eat that ice cream cone!
A garden is always a series of losses set against a few triumphs, like life itself.
Maybe that’s why I love gardening so much. A metaphor for life. My life. As a child, I loved my father’s gardens. The fall was beautiful, the beds were filled with chrysanthemums, his favourite. This year as a retiree, gardening has become less of a pretty hobby ( can we say only flowers) and become a passion.
After my second retirement, I was talked into doing a maternity leave at our local food bank. When resource development is your gig , you have to finely craft your message and marketing. You need to really understand what you will be talking about. I learned quickly about food security. This has turned me into a passionate “farmer”! ….the funny thing is…. when I graduated high school I wanted to hitchhike across Europe looking for a pastoral lifestyle to embrace.
So today I have the pastoral lifestyle and the means to learn to produce from my space. What fun.
I have added a greenhouse, and an indoor area for starting seed early, built large raised beds as well as rototilled the back area by the creek to plant potatoes. I am now channelling my Irish ancestors and tilling a very large potato crop. I have over 60 plants yielding 2.2 to 6 kilo each. Never one to embrace moderation I over planted seeds inside and now have 30 tomato plants, 20 pepper plants, and enough squash plants to make my neighbors run for cover. I asked friends to come and shop for free in my greenhouse.
So far I have put squash out too early, we had a light frost. The potato patch is huge and now that the plants are up I know I will have more that we can eat; potatoes. I have squash planted everywhere. I am counting on global warming to help all my tomato and pepper plants! I am not sure how to companion plant…will learn as I go. I am putting this year down to a “learning curve” what works, what doesn’t , and how to fix it. Just like my life.
I still do love the flowers, and natural garden, like hope it is enduring.
It is difficult to be a pilgrim today. It just seems hopeless. We are blessed this year to have the Feast Day of the Annunciation and Good Friday on the same day. We can celebrate the light coming and the light extinguished. Today, the day in between, the space for waiting and contemplating; we look forward to renewal. Let us
light lighten our souls tonight as beacons of hope.
“One of the most calming and powerful actions you can do to intervene in a stormy world is to stand up and show your soul. Struggling souls catch light from other souls who are fully lit and willing to show it.”
…..Dr. Clarissa Pinkola Estes