“I’m so excited I have to share with you a wonderful, affirmative start to the year.  The most remarkable and ‘ordinary’ I can remember in my 50 odd years. From giving myself Permission just naturally and without plan on the first day of the year I feel I have been seeing huge benefits. Grace’s wonderful blogs keep reminding me to see the positive things in the smallest incidents, the tiniest spot of beauty, the smallest step forward. Boy, does that work!  Each day I have given myself permission: to take a few minutes just breathing deeply in the garden, which is developing slowly into rediscovering my Reiki practice; to do…

It’s amazing when you think about it. Two sticks and string then you end up with clothes.  I take forever to knit. My last scarf took 3 years. Knit and purl, I kept forgetting if I was on knit or purl. And I couldn’t correct my mistakes so I would package the whole thing up needles and all and post it back to Wales for Grandma to fix and return to me.  Right now I’m knitting in candy coloured soya wool, all soft creams, sugar pink and deepening lilac. The yarns were a birthday gift. So delicious, but I’ve been knitting since last summer. I think I need to stop…

See that joy there? We knew the beach would be a challenge. Beaches are not super wheelchair accessible you see. You can get clever beach wheelchairs with tyres like Land Rovers (can you tell how much I want one?) but we didn’t know when I’d be well enough to go, so couldn’t rent one in advance.  Undeterred we got down onto the sand, because Linus is strong and dragged my wheelchair through. Then carried me down to the sea to dip my toes in. It had been years, but I loved it. Cold, wild and living out a dream. I want to swim in the sea, so that is going…

It is…. Spending all your money on books. I mean it.  Making friends with librarians automatically.  Vintage clothes because they just cut them better back then. Airmail letters. Dogs as members of the family. Choosing books over furniture.  Having no knowledge of pop culture but too much of greek myths and 18th Century comparative religion. Feeling guilty as you love Donne so much and he was an awful man really. Believing in magic the way you believe in y’know the internet and such. It just is. Skirts that hit just on the knee. Hours upon hours on the phone with loved ones. Burning up the wires. Never going visiting without…

It is moments like this why I carry my camera(phone).   About to do yoga with my nephew. I have been given the fabulous opportunity to do beloved Randi Buckley‘s Maybe Baby course. Randi and the loving Maybe Baby community helped to unravel the pain-filled, angry, over-saturated-society-messages tangle that was my maybe baby feelings.  It’s a curious thing, you go your whole life not wanting children then some man in a white coats tells you no-no lady, never going to happen. And your world shoots up in the air and shatters back down around your little red ballet shoes. Or maybe that’s just me.  Flesh and blood is overrated, it’s just…