Monthly Archives: March 2011

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gift

the most satisfying, indulgent *gulp gulp gulp*
her eyes relax and close
the heat rises from her head and i get a whiff of wildness. earthiness. primal baby oh.. i can feel it in my gut.
a scent that when you smell it, you have to stop and close your eyes and breathe it in deeply. letting your chest rise and fall- soaking in the scent of your baby.
it gives me butterflies. makes me high. grounds me. i feel it deep in my gut, deep in my bones. deep in my blood.
their unique signature.
i’m addicted.

you know, people go on and on about the benefits of breastfeeding. for baby, and for mama.
but really- while all of that is there.
it’s the most self-indulgent.. satisfying gift to have been given.
in so many ways.

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(i love) the flower girl


letting the wind sweep through our hair
toes tickled by the grass
sun warming our cheeks
a crown of daisies to adorn our heads

the blooms of march…
silly daffodilies. tickling our nose and eyes…
getting a taste of spring on our tongue.
listening to the birds sing, bee’s buzzing
counting the snails crawling up the blades of grass…

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konohana*

these three little fairy women. wild women. little fairy goddesses had a beautiful vision that went something like this-


my girls said the cherry blossoms were calling them. we walked to the mini orchard down the street. sure enough they were in bloom in the fiercest wind we journeyed. my girls were taken over by these trees hugging and talking to them and gathering the new blossoms, in the most respectful way.

i can’t even explain the conversations and energy at this point but it was so piercingly intense with love.

they told me that it was the cherry blossom goddess that told them it was okay to pick the blossoms and bring them home.

mia asked to make flower essence with them (something we do with many flowers every spring) and so we began the process.

then she asked who the cherry blossom goddess was…..after research we found HER. she is amazing…..and she watches over Japan…….Mt Fuji as well as keeps the waters at peace with the land. amazing.

so we began talking and mia asked if she could sell her essence……and give the money she makes to help the kids in japan build their homes again…….

oh my heart… oh this spirit of this little seven year old wonder… she knew exactly what she wanted… and so we worked together to create the perfect cherry blossom goddess for their label.

under that brilliant super moon, it was crafted- so lovingly with their hands and hearts. under the guide of goddess konohana…

100% of the proceeds go directly to japan relief

i hope that you venture over to the girl’s new etsy shop- support their beautiful hearts, and their beautiful cause.

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right now, i am…

:: listening …or really, trying to. learning to.

:: embracing this moment.

:: enjoying the taste of nettle tincture in a tiny sup of water

:: marvelling at the endless possibilities

:: loving that i’m wearing a dress, barefoot… and that the sun has decided to stay out until after 8pm

:: feeling groggy and foggy during this spring cold. sore throats, stuffy noses, sinus headaches. delight.

:: watching my babe push her body into crawling position, rocking back and forth- ready to propel across the hardwood…

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when you face your fears..

sweet… i found this amongst my drafts of unpublished…

there’s a shift. something has happened…
i’m finally deciding to allow my dreams to stand on their own feet. to become the reality that i believe they can be. i don’t know why i ever held myself back (or why i continue to.. because this is bound to be a long road)
i believed in my other dreams, and they’ve brought me to this delicious sweet spot in life..
and now.
now.
this calling myself an artist thing, and really really truly believing it. standing behind it. proclaiming it. putting it on, wearing it around… other people believe in me, all that’s missing is ME.

and i’m here now.
i’m listening… i get it.

i was really scared before.. scared of disappointing people.. unsure of how to do this act- to be an artist and a business woman.. i can’t do them both. i have too much anxiety, i’m not organized, i can’t create on demand, i.i.i…am scared. what if i do something wrong? what if i make someone mad? what if i’m not good enough? what if i fail?
and…what if i don’t?

i think the thought that is more daunting? …what if i succeed?!!
that. right there..
is thrilling and throw-up inducing.

as the new moon silently made her presence, the shift from winter into spring. a veil lifts… and i realise that i have all the support i need.

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creative: handmade gift from the heart

a sweet friend of mine recently sent me a gift- and as i unwrapped all the layers she so lovingly put inside- i was beside myself… these little treasures, so lovingly crafted and wrapped up… so thoughtful, each little piece carefully selected…

her home in the desert brought to life and experienced while in the lush green emerald isle…

the simplicity, thought, and heartfelt GOODNESS she infused with each piece.

i feel like i am a terrible gift giver, it gives me anxiety trying to put together a package- i want to be able to do exactly this- infuse myself, my home, my heart, my love- in a package sent from my home, to yours.
i want you to feel special, loved, cherished, spoiled in a delightful way.

working on this..
in the meantime, discovering how much i love the desert.

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herbal allies

i’m really attracted to women who know their stuff.
women who are passionate about their craft- who have this wisdom and knowledge. especially the knowledge of medicinal plants. how amazing is it to be able to go out into the wilder and identify everything around you- know what it’s good for… harvest what you need when you need it. sore throat? pick this and make a tea. tummy ache? pick that

we live in a world with abundant food and medicine- surrounding us…
how sad is it to be surrounded by all of this wonderful stuff, and have absolutely no idea.

i’ve been really wanting to learn, how fabulous to have that wisdom– but i’m a wee bit overwhelmed. there’s SO much. so much to learn. so many plants to get to know- their uses and powers endless.

so, in effort to begin to learn them personally- i’m taking on one at a time. learning one plant until i feel comfortable with it. learning it’s history, how it’s used… using it. finding it in the wild.  i have a list of plants that are calling to me- their names sound good on my tongue.

right now, i’m beginning with stinging nettle. – my allergies have begun early, as spring blooms all around- and nettle has presented herself to me, and all of her generous gifts that come with.

i’m inspired to get yet another journal to keep track of the herbs as i get to know them. a little potion book of medicine, wisdom, recipes.. introductions to the wildness that surrounds me here in ireland.

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big brother,


love you so.
write about everything. send letters to your babies… bottle up some of the desert.
stay safe.. be well.
make friends and great memories
and get home to your babies soon.

you make your sister cry…

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.joy.


. did you know that you’ll sacrifice paintings for a few minutes of hands free to get something done?
. that you’ll let your baby chew on a piece of paper or cardboard- because those few minutes of entertainment are delicious to them, and delicious to you- even though you’ll be fishing pieces of soggy paper from the roof of their mouth…
. that even though you have a few moments to do something for yourself- to get some things done.. you spend the time sitting there, watching them discover their world instead.
. and you suck in your breath every time they fall… your body tensing, waiting to see if it was an ‘okay’ fall, or a fall that will come with a little wail for mamalove.
. did you know that becoming a mama helps you to really understand and redefine ‘bitter-sweet’
. and.. did you know, that while you were all caught up thinking about the depth of this responsibility to having a little person… you’ll suddenly realise that it’s really more of a privilege.
. that there’s more laughter and joy in your life
. and your heart is cracked wide open. constantly… and you’ll love every inch of them more than you thought possible.
. that there will be moments when you are laying in bed, your love on one side, your babe on the other. and then… in that moment. you will realise that you are the world.
. you’ll find more patience within, that you never knew you had. and you’ll wake up smiling and singing- because there is a little face beaming at you- so how could you wake grumpy?
…even though you’re not a morning person.
but they’re just so happy to see you. so happy to be awake. alive. and in love. with you…
and what a way to start every single day.

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airman. desert sand.

lump in my throat… deep ache in my belly. silenced primal cry

i’ll never understand the mind of someone who joins the military. i can respect their profession, much the same as i respect an officer protecting the streets, a doctor for their responsibility to save lives, a teacher for educating the future…
but the military. living within major boundaries, under the thumb of…
always a constant threat of a job that you have signed up to perform.

i guess i can’t really wrap my mind around it because of the depth of jobs it entails. from following strict guidelines, stripping identity, serving a ‘higher purpose’… being trained to use deadly machines. to be ready for combat.

- watching my brother graduate from basic training left me feeling a mixture of pride, he looked so smart and handsome in his uniform. he stood tall and proud. but he also lived in an entirely different world- one protected with guards. one where he blended in with the rest of his platoon. he left home as one boy that i grew up with, and when we saw him again- he was a different man. he spoke in another language altogether- military lingo. using words like ‘civilian’ to describe us.. and his regular clothes.

i’m sure that i only think it’s all weird because i’m his little hippie sister… wearing my ‘bush is not my president’ shirt.. and struggling the major urge to want to wear it on base.. ha!

tomorrow he’ll leave the comfort of his home. the bed with his wife, the house with his children, the land of his country. deployed to the desert sands in qatar.

yet again, i’m filled with mixed emotions. pride- because he’s doing something that he wants to do… because he’s good at it, and he simply belongs. because i’m excited for him to be able to see another part of the world that is so very different from the one he’s never left.
and then that primal cry… that knot in my throat, heart, gut.
because i want to protect him. my big brother. i want him to stay put, and stay with his wife and little boys.
because i’m terrified that he has to be trained to be ready… ready. you know. for combat.

but i know he’ll be okay..
i know that he is well trained.
i know that he is going to a sweet spot in qatar- and that he will get to see and learn many new things.
i think about his wife and his babies. i think about my mama’s heart.
but i know he’ll be okay.

and i’m super proud of him.
and so thankful for the internet.
that his babies will be able to see his face and hear his voice- even across deserts, oceans and land.

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