Friday, January 27, 2012

The Good Life

 
Ahhhh, Life is Grand!  Feeling so fully alive, joyful and healthy today.  Hanging out with friends, four and two footed.  Getting some work done, having some fun and feeling quite relaxed.
My work is going well, my health has returned after a cold, my life is so very full of blessings.
I am deeply grateful.  Sending love and light to those who may be struggling today.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

A Diagnosis


Ok, I admit it, I am a quirky old broad.  These days I sleep with books and dogs...well I always have, so what! Occasionally there has been a man in the middle of it all.  Not anymore.  I am finally at an age where it doesn't really matter...I am quite happy and perhaps quite mad.  My life is so rich, full and complete despite my addiction to good books, fine music and my little farm.  Herein lies the rub.  I have always felt more at home in the sheep pen, weeding the garden, moving manure, listening to the birds, feeling the sun dance on my body and the wind in my hair, watching sprouts shoot up from the rich dark earth that I have turned, collecting those wonderous little miracles, eggs.  When I see a tomato ripening on the vine, watch delicate little flowers turn into peas or beans, experience the thrill of scents in the herb garden...I am home.  I am relaxed, essential, authentic and yes, I talk with god because that is where she is...and she talks back.  Do I have dirt under my fingernails often and calluses on my hands?  YES!  Another symptom.  I realize now that I have had them since I was about nine and that is a lot of years to hang around this planet thinking I was crazy.  I all began back when I met a horse and discovered the world outside of my dysfunctional home life.  It was amazing!  Waaaay back then I knew that life could be tranquil and beautiful.  And so it has continued throughout my life.  Always thinking I was odd, didn't fit and was really only me when I was on my little farm. Symptoms can range from mild to extreme.  Mine ran the gamut.
When I am up to my knees in muck, smelling the horse or sheep and goats - when I am weeding and watching in wonder as things grow...I am HOME.
I owe a huge THANK YOU to Jenna Woginrich for her book Barnheart.  Now I know what it is, what I have and have had for over fifty years...BARNHEART!  I love it, I am grateful for it and will continue to nurture it but now I have a word.  She says it is incurable and ya know what?  I am not looking for a cure just more time in my paradise.  Thank you Jenna.

Friday, January 6, 2012

The new year begins...

Six days into the new year and I am still pondering the newness of it all.  A new beginning, a clean slate, a year to take action and move forward; all of those things.  How truly exciting that we get chances to begin again.  Zora Neale Hurston says that "there are years that ask questions and years that answer."
For me 2011 was assuredly the year that asked questions and actually, by the end I was hearing answers.
Thoreau tells us that "Life is in us like the water in a river"  Life is a journey, a safari, a pilgrimage, a garden and if we make it highest art.  In short, life really is what we make it.  I know I am a seeker and dreams fuel my seeking.  I am finally at peace with those dreams and the seeking.  My path is one of real life; I leek love, passion, wholeness, authenticity.  Dreams are my soul food and point the way on my path.  My dreams and passions flow through me and direct me as water does the river. I am a seeker, a passionate woman, a woman of spirit.  I honor that and I celebrate that as we pass into another year.  The new year is an opportunity for following my instincts, my intuition and catching the flow!  I am deeply grateful for my many gifts which include answers I have heard during this past year. I surrender expectations and revel in joy as I enter 2012.