Monthly Archives: January 2010

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cocooning

- i'm sorry things have been quiet here. i have so many things that i could share but just don't feel right in sharing them just  yet.

*edited to add. oy vey.. i realise this sounds so bleak and depressing. i really didn't mean for it to, blame it on the hormones? i guess i just feel like there is so much going on right now, and only one place where my heart and mind are focused… and i'm protecting it and keeping it close. i feel somewhat awkward sharing- in that i'm still in the very early stages… in that i don't want people to be faced with HI, I'M PREGNANT when they come here, but that's all i can think about- so instead of writing about it i write about nothing?  and perhaps just a bit of keeping it sacred and close to my heart right now because it's all so new, and crazy, and emotional… and being on this other side of the fertility journey feels dainty.

- and then there is plenty not to share because… i'm just grumpy and ready for winter to be over. isn't everyone?

- it's cold. and guess what smell makes me feel really sick? …the smell of the COLD. (wtf..i know.)

- also my website appears to not be working as it should. which is annoying, to say the least.

- i haven't taken pictures of anything. or painted anything. or done anything. in months. it feels like shit because what HAVE i been doing? and also… i feel like i'm letting people down.

- i have an appointment for an ultrasound next week, i am hoping that after that i will feel more comfortable and ready to share what has been going on in our lives the past few weeks. right now, i guess i am just cocooning.

in the meantime, select artwork is still available for sale at LOVELIGHT prints, a new addition has been added- where two pieces of my art are being featured on tote bags. again, all of the proceeds made will be donated to the american red cross, in hopes of helping those in haiti.

art. hope. humanity

one of the fascinating outcomes from the devastation in haiti- is the human connection around the globe. people reaching out and finding ways they can help.

whether that's their power of prayer and chant… lighting a candle. sending out positive energy to those who need the extra strength.

and amazing spirits like my friend natalie, who founded love light prints in effort to find a way to donate money, food, medical help, arms to hold orphan babies…

love light prints - natalie manjerovic

currently all proceeds made from the prints being sold will be donated to the american red cross.

i feel so honoured to have been included. to be able to donate my art… for my pieces to go in bedrooms and living rooms and wherever, with the story behind it- that the money was well spent… that for just 20 dollars you have a piece of art to brighten your days, and the red cross has 20 more dollars than they did to continue with their amazing work.

take a quick look at love light prints, browse around at all of the photographic and art prints available for sale.  our first goal is to raise 1,000 by january 25th. that's just 50 prints!

people helping people around the world… making it a bit brighter, spreading some love and art… what could be better?!

delicate

i've been so silent these past few days. weeks.. what feels like months. most of it i'm just blaming on the cold and dark of winter. bringing the laptop to bed and spending most of my time curled up there, staying warm.

and now… since finding out i'm..pregnant… (heh, that feels so weird to say) i am feeling a bit extra delicate and fragile in myself. listening to my body and trying to give it whatever it needs…
but then just not really knowing what to expect.
almost feeling like i am making all of this up.
google in hyperdrive when certain symptoms end up leaving, not staying as quickly as books and online things say they'll last. i know every pregnancy is different, and maybe i'll all of a sudden get a surge of nausea and feel like kicking myself for even saying that.
ugh… still trying to stay calm and relaxed and enjoy every bit of this- but i guess that at this beginning stage, it's just a balance of figuring out what is going on…if everything is okay. i don't feel pregnant.
when do you?

for something that i really felt so so connected to immediately before hand, to all of a sudden feeling lost, unsure, crazy. raging hormones? elated and so super positive to…unsure and delicate.

i think i'll feel so much better once i have the ultrasound. i ended up having to call my fertility specialist to see about getting an early scan, and paying out of pocket for that. because my regular GP just has me on a waiting list for the hospital, which can take up to 12 or so weeks to get an appointment. (ugh… and he. i don't know. just feels like a fool to me… i know i know.. i need to look for someone else to take over my care that i feel comfortable with, but it seems fairly difficult to find someone here that i felt comfortable dealing with my fertility issues…let alone this. )

so perhaps when i hear the heartbeat, and see that everything is just fine and normal…and get to see the doctor that filled me with so much hope and reassurance that we would get here. and know and feel like we really really are here.

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but something that does make me incredibly happy each time i look at it…

erin darcy photography

knowing that i'm pregnant in this picture… the day before we found out. this picture of us together is so extra special to me. (i know steven won't like me posting it. too bad!)

*update*

re-reading through all the beautiful blessings and well wishes from so many of  you…

finding my center again.

remembering the energy that surrounds us all… connects us all…

brought my babe to me.

talking to my friend helped me realise that again… getting too caught up in what is supposed to happen, what might happen…

instead i'll breathe… and touch my belly.. and smile on my face, and in my heart. and feel all that energy that's wrapped around us. and all this energy within me.

spirit babies

*this was written about two weeks ago… i never published it because i didn't know how to wrap it up.. and i also wasn't sure if it was something to share. i'm still a bit intoxicated in love with the whole thing… and i know well it doesn't make sense to anyone else but me… : )  *

'healers often have a blue colour in their aura…
blue is the ideal colour you need to work with to give or receive healing energy.'

i've kept this to myself a wee bit… not having told anyone- because it's slightly insane and silly.. and, well… it only really matters to me.

almost like telling a dream to someone- you begin with 'so i was in my room, but it wasn't my room…  but i could just tell it was my room. and then my mom came in, but she wasn't my mom, but she was—-'

and no one wants to hear that.

(even though i subject steven to that all the time. ha!)

so…  the other night before i settled in to sleep. i lay flat on my back with my hands pressed into the sore cramps slicing in my uterus and pulling at my ovaries. so painful, but making no progress on anything for me. so i pressed my hands in- thinking that maybe i could heal myself, as i try to when i massage other people. trying to pull the poisonous energy out…

i lay there, with my hands heavy on my lower belly, sighing to let it go.

and then came these colourful orbs… there were multiple, maybe five. all different colours. the one in the front- that appeared the biggest- was a bright electric blue. inside this light orb was a laughing baby, but looked like a buddha statue. rolly polly- laughing his arse off. mouth spread wide open, eyes turned like rainbows. such a deep belly laugh. the blue orb just hovered there with this jolly little buddha baby.

the other orbs, different colours (though i cant really remember what colours they were) were all filled with other buddha babies laughing. they all looked different, some rolling backwards with their legs up in the air. some clutching their bellies in a hardcore laugh…

all so happy and joyous.

the blue baby in the front felt so familiar to me- not that it looked like anything. it wasn't a real persons face, just like a statue of a buddha in a young, chubby form.

….and then after that, i felt calm.

i felt safe.

i felt happy.

like i just experienced the knowledge that my babies would find me when they are ready. when they find that space in the universe that they are needed most.

i didn't really know what to think of this appearance. i wasn't asleep at all… it wasn't a dream. it was just this feeling i guess. like they were mine, we belonged to each other- but were entirely separate. they had lives of their own- but we were still attached. them more mysterious to me, of course.

a few days later i remembered a friend of mine had recommended me to read 'spirit babies' of course i never did, and i didn't even look it up to see what it was all about.
still, i let that part pass..  being completely at peace with my own thing
until last night, when i was reading 'baby catcher' -she had a miscarriage, and her son told her about the spirit babies

and i thought 'woah….wait…'

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okay so this is where i guess i left off at, one night, two weeks ago. this vision didn't  happen two weeks ago- it happened a bit before that but felt too precious for me to write down to share with anyone else.

after that, i looked up the blue aura and found that it was healing and calming… and was so beside myself that that is how i felt about where i would be on my fertility journey.

i even mentioned it a smidge bit to a few friends at the new year- and that especially after seeing this vision of this baby in blue, that i felt calm and ready and okay. knowing that my baby would come…

…and it has.

!!!!

little did i know it, but my babe was already making it's way, snug and getting ready.  ..after two years of negative tests..

i feel like i have known about it for a good while, but through all of it i kept trying to force myself to think of something else… to convince myself that i was going crazy. so many signs pointing to yes, but i was so afraid…to yet again be hurt by a negative test and my own hormones…

i wasn't sure when i would be ready to share the news here, i've only just discovered the news recently myself… but i wanted to make sure that all of my loves knew before finding something on facebook or anywhere else. : )

i feel so blessed to have so much healing, guiding, loving energy surrounding me from so many hearts around the world… right here with me on my journey to finding my baby…

thank you for keeping me in this space.

(sending out so much extra love to my girls that are making their own way on their fertility journey. i understand how it feels to read… in ways you want to be happy, and in a lot of ways- you're just upset… and i want you to know that that's okay.. and that i still have a place for you in my heart. xo.)

back to basics

the shop shelves have been cleaned out of bottled water.
people mill through the streets carrying buckets- trying to find some place that has running water, so they can get a fill.
the weather forecasts more cold on the way…

this time last year, it was said that it was history- the lake 'froze'… there was ice, sure. but nothing like this…

erin darcy photography

idiots are taking their children and pets out onto the middle of the newly frozen lake.   and while in some states and countries, this would be the normal thing to do, people would run to grab their skates and dance around on iced lakes and ponds… but here?  on THAT?

erin darcy photography

anyway.

today is the second day that we have been without water. you don't really think about everything that you do/use until it's gone. that, of course- is true about everything…

something as simple as flushing the toilet, washing your hands, brushing your teeth, washing your clothes, making dinner…

most of our town is without water, a few lucky still have it- but now i am hearing that some have been without it since christmas… uhhhh….

tonight it snowed, we've gathered some in a bucket and in bin bags… i boiled some and used it to wash a few dishes. i stored a bag of snow in our freezer, since i don't have a bathtub or bucket to put it in when it melts… it can wait until tomorrow…

it's kind of weird and pathetic how resourceful you can get when you're back to basics.

and i'm becoming all kinds of religious, praying that our electricity doesn't go out.

erin darcy photography

erin darcy photography

erin darcy photography

sigh…

shplutter

la la la

what to say?

everyone is on this high of new years resolutions. 'this year is going to be different'

and while it's wonderful, i can help but be a bit cynical about it all. because we've all been there… but i do like the high off everyone about it- riding their good waves.

i'm buzzing right now, not ON anything- although, i might need to change that. 3am, is that too late to open a bottle of wine? er…

cabin apartment fever.

i haven't REALLY been out of the house in what feels like MONTHS. my favourite places to take walks have been abandoned, in favour of the warm bed- or the couch with a pile of blankets.  ooof. i've got to fix this. of course, i'm only in the mood RIGHT NOW, at 3am… tomorrow while the sun is shining and glistening on those icy sidewalks outside- i'll talk myself out of it, make a cup of hot tea and let the day go on without recognition.

new years resolution?

i am failing a daily resolution.

brush teeth…uhm. put on deodorant? er… wash hair uuuhh… *cough*

i'm failing basic uhm..not resolutions? i can't think of a word. i rely on dictionary.com far too much… my brain has shrunk. i've returned to grunting like a cave woman (and smell like one too)

blahblahblah.

okay. i'll let you get on with your healthy eating, lifestyle changes. and try my best to make it out of bed tomorrow before the sun goes down- and go outside.

maybe.

*oh also. some more people are telling me that they can't comment. and while i tried to contact IT about that (my husband), the general consensus is that we don't know what the fuck is wrong, or how to fix it… so there you go, just great!

you can always contact me through the 'contact' page- which is a private message to me. or e-mail me at edarcy@starvingartistink.com

big kisses on your face!