Thursday, March 26, 2015

rainbow moko

The little guy surprised me with this beautiful rainbow moko. I love all the colour and shape and movement. Especially how one area flows into another.

Which reminds me of a random thing. We were playing Junior Monopoly and talking about life (as you do) when Jed had to pay out. With the next roll of the dice the money came back to him. He said, "Ah...I flows." A pause, and then, "but sometimes it gets sucked into a vortex and can't get out". And then, when he was almost out of money and I gave him some: "Monopoly should be like life...when someone is having a hard time, we help them out. Real life rich people should share more mama...that would save a lot of sadness in the world"

Wise words, I hope he holds onto them through out his life.

Thursday, March 19, 2015

The beetroot motherlode

I am loving greens, peppers and beetroot from the garden. The beets especially. Grated into a salad or in a juice, something about the nutty freshness and the zingy colour is just happiness. 
There is nothing like a health scare to have us re-evaluate our lives. I asked myself a good question: if I was sick, what would I change? And then the big question, 'So why aren't I living like that now?' It's a darn good question.

Consequently, there's a lot more conscious eating around here. I am not following any protocol or diet. Been there and done that! (Many times over) I am doing something much more radical...checking in with my body and eating what I feel I need. And I feel much better for it. We are what we eat. And think. 

Focussing on good food and getting enough rest helps hugely when times get hard. And it's in the nature of life that those times roll around every now and then. It's how we meet them that makes all the difference. Who we have around us to lean on and hold space for us. And reminding us, 'This too shall pass'. Because it does, it always does. 

And there's always the magic of perspective. Sheesh, my heart goes out to the folks in Vanuatu in the wake of Cyclone Pam. If I could just get this puppy sleeping through the night things will be looking up!

Saturday, March 14, 2015

the small things help

It's been a full time. I am struggling a bit. It's strange...things are easing yet now I fall (just ever so gently) to pieces. It is safe to now I suppose, there is space for it. Ups and downs of life and all that.
One big relief is getting the all clear from mammogram and ultrasound at my hospital visit. So grateful for that. It was a long 6 week wait. Which I filled with bi-weekly acupuncture visits, poke root and cleavers tinctures and meditation. Tucked in between work and homeschooling and cooking and oh, lets be honest - not much cleaning! My dad is out of hospital too, another relief. Poor dude had every complication possible I think.

What helps in times like these are kind librarians who patiently sort out my overdue books and wrongly requested books and quietly request the right ones while I fly off to another appointment. Thank you. You know who you are. Such small kindnesses have such a big effect. x
What helps are friends who reach out by phone or by hug.
Little treats help. That fair trade dark mint chocolate definitely helped! So did the rose and geranium oil. It's become a bit of a trademark.
Phone calls with my beautiful sister helped. Sitting on the deck at night, looking up into the stars helps. Marvelling at the perfection of a little skink in our garden helps. 

Puppies help. Even when they disappear into the bush and have to hauled out covered in cat poo to experience their first bath. (True story!) Laughter helps. Eating my favourite quick meal of half an avocado with sauerkraut helps. And fresh end of season plums help.

Deep breaths help too. Such a simple thing, breathing, yet taking a moment to tune into our bodies and be mindful can be so profound. The little things add up to be quite large.

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Peppermint sewing school shorts

Yep, these photos were taken when the sun was too high and bright and you know what? That's okay. I can live with it. It was the only way they were going to get done. It has been a mad few weeks.
But, LOOK! New favourite shorts. In rotation with the denim cut offs.
I like trying out new patterns and was thrilled to discover Peppermint magazine's sewing school. Fabulous free patterns to download. HERE. Squee.
These have been full (oh, ever so slightly stressful) days, late nights and capped with broken nights sleep. In times like these, I sew. Or write. Or both. And try and squeeze in a long walk, or two.
Having that creative outlet just makes all the difference for me.

So, down to business. These are from Sewing School's high waisted shorts pattern. I wouldn't recommend for a beginner sewer, the instruction sheet was not complete and I had to wing it in a few places. That just added to the fun for me and I am pleased with the result. Perfect for this vintage fabric I had been ogling in my stash. Plus, the shorts go with my favourite hat. Bonus!

More therapeutic sewing is required so I am tossing up between the Harvest top or the shift dress. I just had a look at the pattern for the Harvest top by Pattern Runway and it looks comprehensive. It might be just right for the vintage raw silk I have been hoarding. There's ten metres of the stuff, but I will still shudder when I cut into it.
It's time to be brave!

Sunday, March 8, 2015

phoenix has landed

Meet the newest member of the clan.
He's the result of much family process.
Fun and games over here!
It's been awhile since I have done the puppy thing. Like 15 years ago.
I had forgotten how they chew EVERYTHING. 
And how much fun they are. 
Unfortunately he arrived right as my dad was admitted into hospital and I had health stuff going on so it's been an exhausting juggle these past few weeks. Life aye? I had crossed our two weeks in our calendar so we could land with the puppy and not be flat out. I guess life abhors a vacuum, 'cause that empty space got swamped. 
Phoenix is the good side of the swamp. 
And if anyone has any evil plums that need sorting out...I know just the wee man for the job...