Hey gorgeous goddesses,
I’m not gunna lie. This week has been a big one. When I say big, I mean sucky, as in: “I-suck-donkeys-balls.” Yes, I just went there.
It’s been a cosmic, mundane combination of weird stuff happening and other stuff going wrong, and Leonie getting cranky, tired, burst-into-tears-ish, all mixed in with Transformation Cycle (those 40 days leading up to your birthing day that tends to bring with it a whole bundle of old karmic crap to be dealt with). Oof.
My dear friend Sone & I joked that we would call it the “Week of WTF!”
I’m really, really ready for it this week to be complete.
And I’m really, really ready to get back to smooth, happy sailing aboard the Good Ship Goddess.
So I’m gunna cheer myself up… by collecting some Gems of Joy in a soft basket. I’d love for you to add your own gems that have brought you solace & goodness.
Remember the Night Rainbow
A darling friend sent this one out this morning, from a children’s book. Utter perfection.
If tomorrow morning the sky falls… have clouds for breakfast.
If night falls… use stars for streetlights.
If the moon gets stuck in a tree… cover the hole in the sky with a strawberry.
If you have butterflies in your stomach… ask them into your heart.
If your heart catches in your throat… ask a bird how she sings.
If the birds forget their songs… listen to a pebble instead.
If you lose a memory… embroider a new one to take its place.
If you lose the key… throw away the house.
If the clock stops… use your own hands to tell time.
If the light goes out… wear it around your neck and go dancing.
If the bus doesn’t come… catch a fast cloud.
If it’s the last dance… dance backwards.
If you find your socks don’t match…. stand in a flowerbed.
If your shoes don’t fit… give them to the fish in the pond.
If your horse needs shoes… let him use his wings.
If the sun never shines again… hold fireflies in your hands to keep warm.
If you’re afraid of the dark… remember the night rainbow.
If there is no happy ending… make one out of cookie dough.
- Cooper Edens
Do The Dance
My love found this this morning… a reminder that healing can happen… that music and dance and art can be the healing-bringers…
Art Every Day
I always want to participate in Art Every Day Challenge in November – or Nanowrimo. Alas, November is my sacred month of birthing days (both my love & I) and I know it’s not the right time to be trying to push stuff out into the world while I’m in the throes of transformation and then celebration.
Still, I can feel these surges of creativity coming up inside me… hankering for a new project.
I’m really excited about my darling friend Leah creating the Art Every Day Month Survival Guide…
hmmmmmm….. what shall I create next?
Nothing makes me happier than thinking about my next project 
.
Photos of Love
I’ve been editing photos from a beautiful maternity session with the precious Goddess Kristin & her lovely husby.
Two so in love + growing a new little soul + surrounded by nature = good for the soul.
(Full post to come soon)
Your gems?
What brings you solace & joy, dearest?
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Oh, sweetie, I hope things look up soon!
I just started a 5 year diary similar to this one: http://www.flickr.com/photos/28245443@N00/3251272732/. I used to write in a journal daily, for several years, no, many, and having children has sadly coincided with that habit kind of falling by the wayside. I got the large Moleskine daily planner instead of the small one, so I have 6 lovely lines to write in each day! Things have just gotten insanely busy and full here (unexpected pregnancy!) (my current baby is just 12 months old! plus two other olders!) but I am still feeling like the 6 lines daily is doable and will be sooo good for me. I’m so excited about the small format and the future where I will eventually have multiple years of each day, all on one page.
I’m doing NaNoWriMo AGAIN this year – I think it’s about my 7th or 8th attempt. I’ve only succeeded once because life gets in the way, but it never stops me from trying! Love the Art challenge – am going to check that one out!
By the way, if we didn’t have the yucky days, we’d have no measure for what the good ones feel like!
xx
A
Oh, Beautiful Goddess Leonie, I remember those awful sucky weeks before birth. The weeks when you feel like you have been pregnacious your whole life and wonder will it ever happen…when will it happen….that precious day when you will hold in your arms the heavenly bundle with 10 tiny miraculous fingers and 10 unbelievably tiny toes. Those off center, miserable days when you don’t realize what it is yet, to look into those knowing eyes of that new, just experiencing this first day in this new world, spark of God energy. Those eyes that look at you for the first time in this new world, that know you are the goddess who will pour nourishment and love into that tiny soul spark. Yes,I remember those days, and you will too, but not for a long time. You will only remember these days long from now, when someone else is living what you are now living and tells you how sucky it is. And your compassionate heart will hear and then your soul will reach out to them and you will share those first days of experiencing what it was to see your God gifted Child for the first time.
Girl, I hope your week of wtf takes a hike real soon and leaves you with a week of wow or yay or yum or other some other fabulous 3 letter word.
Thanks so much for mentioning Art Every Day Month, my dear! xoxo
I vote for making the term “I-suck-donkeys-balls-week” official!
Sending love and night rainbows (I wonder what they are) and day stars! <3
Leonie, those photos have been my latest-greatest joy. Well, the pictures and my afternoon naps : )
I’ve made a post of some other things I’m enjoying, over one my blog…
awwww…. you are all so precious…
*GROUP HUGS PEOPLE*
bring it in tiiiiight
thank you for being such lovely, inspiring lights
i just had a glorious switch off sunday and am so grateful for the beauty of my spunky and family… such big blessings!
i am deeply grateful for transformation and lessons, but also totally reserve the right to say it is donkey-balls-suckish
may your day be shining with goodness ~
xoxoxoxoxoxox
Well, I am emerging from the fog of my birthing week which started off donkey-balls-suckish (have you trademarked this phrase? oh my goodness, how perfect is it?) and ended with angels singing Tra-la-la-la-la … or were those goblins and witches singing? Anyway, glad to read things have turned for you … I have those days when I know all I have to do is get through them … that last, steep bit of the climb before you reach the spot with the amazing view.
Oh, how I did NOT need to learn about Art Every Day Month! LOL. I have been piling my plate high with goodies and get a tad overwhelmed, but also wildly inspired and excited so .. hmm … only a day or 2 behind …
What gives me joy and solace? Getting outside with my pup dog; music, making art and if all that fails, then a big tub with bubbles, a good book and the door closed! And giving myself permission to feel crappy once and awhile. And now that I’ve found you, well, your videos and blog posts are what light me up ✹
Hugs to you scorpio goddess …
Leonie, let me give you a hug – those 3d trimester blues, akin to being on a space ship, drawing into the Seven Sisters orbit, and now that landing is so close you start to fret whether you have packed everything you need.
You do have every thing you need, dear one. The odds and sods missing can be obtained, found, borrowed, whatever. You have within you to be the bestest Mum your merbaby could ever have or ever need. remember, now and after her birth, you need to be the bestest friend YOU could ever need. Rest, relax, ask for help, share the love. same goes for merbaby’s Daddy. And remember – you’ll need to make the effort, get in a baby carer – have special couple time with merbaby’s Dad as well. Write up on the wall calendar, & on your monthly list-to-do before the walking the floor, sleepless nights get to you. Blessed be.
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