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Why a photo of camels, I hear you cry!

Well, because I thought it was funny.

What was not so funny, as in funny ha ha, was seeing my first client in my rooms since March 2020.

In Person, we call it now, or Live.

As if somehow in the past two years we had died or depersonalised.

And maybe we did, just a little bit.

Still, I do not like thinking somehow that all my online work with my wonderful clients was somehow dead!

So

I started pondering what to call this return to a physical enco…

So, I did indeed get all my packets of seeds out. They were hidden in all sorts of unlikely places. I put them all on the kitchen table, the whole pile of them. You can see how many there were in the photo. 

Some of the packets were a bit damp, others, well, the truth is, most of those packets were out of date.

Not by a year or so, no, by 5 years at least. One of them was dated 2016!

I was astonished and decided to use EFT, my old friend, to try to unravel what was going on.

It is the way…

Why a well? Because, tomorrow is the Festival of Imbolc and the Goddess Brigid who is the patron saint of wells and the forge. Water and fire? Took me years to work it out.

Read on

Tomorrow in Ireland is the official beginning of Spring. Not that there are any actual signs of Spring around, you understand.

But it is undeniable that Spring is on its way.

How do i know that? Well, the evenings are getting lighter, the hens have starting laying again, the sheep in the fields are about to pop an…

Once upon a time, I was free like a bird, I did not know that, but I was, I could fly wherever I wanted to, hug and kiss random friends and even total strangers with impunity and wear red lipstick at all times.

I could smile with the whole of my face and everyone could hear what I was saying.

Then, the Restrictions started. I cannot recall now what they were called then, I think it was just Lock Down.

Anyway, the Restrictions are being entirely lifted in the UK next week. The Prime Minister …

What now, I hear you cry, reading the title of my latest musings, what is she on about?

Patience, Dear Reader, patience.

There is this horse you see, his name is Cedric and he lives in a field up the hill from my land. He is beautiful is Cedric and he used to live in that field in the summer because he was a stallion.

Then he would be proudly taking part in the Autumn hunts and then he would be put into his stable with other horses from the winter and then I would not see him till March/April…

I am entirely overwhelmed, right now, by the amount of times the word is used throughout my day.

Everything, everyone is overwhelmed, apart from my dog and the chickens who could not care less and are loving the rare January sunshine.

The hospitals are overwhelmed, the governments are overwhelmed, the schools are... you guessed it... overwhelmed

and this morning

as I sat at my desk to write the next blogpost, I suddenly thought, O no, I am overwhelmed.

Took a deep breath and started tapping…

Carrying on with the rebuilding theme. I got to wonder about corner stones.

I am well aware the image is of foundations but there are corner stones in there too.

I got to wonder about all this rebuilding somewhere else stuff and, being me, started researching the how.

How does one build a house, cabin in the woods, sky scraper, whatever safe place you might want to create?

Dig the foundations for sure but first, find your corner stones.

Definition: A cornerstone is.a stone that forms the ba…

What is the opposite of isolated? Populated?

What is the opposite of overwhelmed? Managing ok?

During a ceremony as the New Year, women shared their sense of isolation. Many stated that they could not bear having plans and dreams crushed again and again.

Then someone said, "I guess the trouble is that I keep making plans to take me back to 2019".

I understood her immediately and was amazed. Because I was doing it too. Do you know what I mean?

For example, I dream of going to Paris in April …

And so it starts again, the merry go round of the year.

January is the flattest of times. Yes, we have signed up for the new courses, yes we have stuck bits of paper and photos on our vision boards and yes, we are doing yoga/running/whatever, every day so far but let us be honest, it's only Thursday 6th January and we are already fed up with it all.

Because, well because all the sparkles of Christmas have gone, the pandemic has not, and frankly, we don't know what to do with ourselves.

We are…