Wednesday, 30 April 2025

What He Missed

 I walked amongst a garden

And listened as he lamented

The years he didn't see the beauty

The years she grew flowers

He thought were a waste

He never took the time

To really see her

To walk amongst her flowers

And enjoy

And now she was gone

It was too late

And every week we walked

In glory

In color and scent and delight

And he softened

As one does in a garden

And grew closer to heaven

To one day enter in








Ode to Rose

Open windows

Delicately lashed

When you are sad

You wail

Mouth wide open

A free lament

You love your hair wild

And your heart

Flutters and sometimes roars

You are dainty and sweet

Oh so eloquent

You twirl and make your sister giggle

You sparkle in a tiara and clomp in cowgirl boots

You were so proud

Snuggling baby Andy in the wrap

You draw so confidently

You sing

You sing

You sing

We are all blessed to know you

Rose 





A Nature Morning

   When you open your eyes each morning ~ what are your first thoughts? How does your body feel?  I can guarantee if you can get outside with your feet in the grass first thing in the morning, if you can hear birds singing and see the blue sky, or maybe feel droplets of rain hitting your face ~ something in your whole being will shift towards joy. If you can move your body in any way, arm uplifted, or feet moving a bit, or maybe you can jump and sway ~ releasing energy through your body ~ if you can drink a large cup of clean water ~ 

I feel like this is the way we were created to begin a day. 

I often begin my days with overwhelm. It is ridiculous because of what I am overwhelmed about. I am an adult ~ a middle aged woman ~ and I begin my day overwhelmed by what everyone needs me to do for them. It starts with the baby screaming at me to nurse her, and then goes into getting everyone breakfast, the laundry and dishes going, and trying to get everyone ready for the day. I start overstimulated.

I noticed that on Tuesdays (our garbage day) I often have to go outside to finish putting the garbage out. This is a job I would like my husband to accomplish but he rarely completes the whole job. I have noticed that those short moments of 'escaping' outside and lugging garbage and recycling to the road I can breathe more easily and I feel a lifting of the anxiety.

I am aware this is a no brainer! However, in my daily anxiety getting outside does not happen often. The other day I ran outside to empty a bin and I was having such a hard morning. My anxiety was worse than usual. I noticed that some flowers were jewelled by the nights rain and then in looking more closely I was absolutely enchanted. I got my camera and did my best to capture my moment of wonder. I observed some snails moving slowly about and the tiniest blades of grass so intricately decorated with teeny tiny droplets. It was magical.

And so, if you can, in the mornings, let the light fill your eyes, touch your bare feet to the wet cool grass, let bird song bless you if birds are about and may you feel peace that passes all understanding guard your heart and mind and may nature bring you a stillness of soul that we all deeply need.

Preaching this to myself

xo



















Friday, 25 April 2025

Another Baby

  Now is about the time that I start to question whether I should work towards having another baby. I have six children and I am forty three. My baby is not yet two but she is starting to talk and she is out of the tiny baby stage. Life starts to get somewhat easier in the form of more sleep and less total dependance on me. I see children as life's greatest gifts and life's greatest teachers. I also see each child added to a family as another friend, another miracle, and another treasure. However my body has given way more than I think it maybe should have. My body has been generous in allowing what it has. After my last birth I developed a blood clot that could have killed me and the recovery from the birth was incredibly challenging. I also had gestational diabetes for the first time during the pregnancy. I can't fathom having the strength to grow another child but that does not stop my heart from longing for that chance again. I am so deeply grateful for each child that I have.  I can't express it enough. Why write this? I think because it's my honest hearts wish and I don't know if it will ever not be. Will I ever not wish for a tiny baby to snuggle, nurse, and marvel at? I don't know. 

If this is indeed my last baby oh how I am grateful I was gifted her! She is so full of joy and mischief and sparkle and life. She exudes energy and fun. She is such a treasure. I am so glad that I said yes to having her and that she came.

Blessed am I among women 

So blessed



My Birthday


I am now forty three ~ my birthday was a really lovely special day and I felt like my worth was reflected to me so kindly. I was so grateful and so blessed. Days like my birthday help me feel hopeful that I am doing something right with my mothering. It often feels like so much of what I say falls on deaf ears and it does :) but enough gets through ~ enough gets through. That is triumph and that is beauty and that is joy.









April Evenings

 We went for a walk 

The light was April

And April light is magic in the dim

New grass glowing and fresh leaves so green you ache with it

Tulips emanating joy and delight with their dances of color

Duck couples sidling along not yet confined to parenthood

Snow still magnificent on the mountain tops

The air fresh and clean 

And there is this feeling of renewing

That can't be explained to those who have not weathered a winter here

The grey dull months

Lifeless depression of endless rain

Has been conquered yet again

We all made it through

Are we taller?

I think we are

So we walk along

Every step thankful








Tuesday, 4 March 2025

An Island That Shines

  I went away to one of the places that I love the most ~ an island where I spent some formative years. I went with my family. We were there for two days but we packed every minute full of goodness. We went to one of our favourite stores that is full of treasures. It was pouring rain but that didn't stop us. One super precious moment was a gentleman coming outside and giving a carrot to a little black bunny that was roaming around. It was quite tame and proceeded to munch away while the little girls patted it and the big kids enjoyed the sweetness. On this trip we got to see many cousins and three aunties and I spent time with very dear friends. We played by the ocean and stayed on a mountain top. I experienced going in a sauna for the first time and found it amazing. I also went to a funeral and met people that I had not seen for years but who had been so incredibly dear to my heart when I was younger. To see their faces, to recognize looks in their eyes, to hug them; it brought me back to a different era of life where I was softer and innocent and overflowing with so much empathy and sincerity! 

 Sometimes it's hard to face who I am now. I have empathy for what I have gone through and hold kindness but it was lovely to get to remember how I felt about these people and how I gave to them through the years. 

 I stayed with a friend I have known since I was eight and just before this trip I was able to spend time with a friend I had known since birth. Most of my friends live far away and seeing them is rare. My friends are such gems. They have carried me, sustained me, helped me, seen me, cared for me and it has meant so much. When I get to physically be with them it is such a gift.

 I also find that when I am on the island I feel so much more myself. Like things are right. I wish I could bring that feeling along with me. I have not quite figured out why I can't. So when I am there I am so thankful for the feeling.

 It was a nourishing two days and it will carry me for a long time

 I think there is value in recognizing what will carry you, what fills you, what sustains you, and what you yourself needs. Some people never take the time to ask themselves what this is. They numb and lull and trudge and never really thrill and adore. Their soul does not shine through their eyes very often. 

Shine soul shine

Do the work to find what that means

Thrive spirit

Live this hard, heart breaking, beautiful, bright, breathtaking life.

xo

Tansy