Monthly Archives: October 2011

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mighty girls

inspired by the mighty girls.
their mighty spirits, their open hearts, the power they hold in their young bodies… bursting full of possibility, on the threshold.. our little women.

an excerpt from the ring leader of the Mighty Girl Art Camp-

Mission:

We live in a society where a girl’s self confidence is challenged daily by an assault of images which suggest that they are somehow not good enough the way they are. Mighty Girl Art™ Camp empowers young girls to feel good about themselves through a series of projects that fosters creativity and nurtures self-esteem.

find them on their new facebook page

don’t you wish that you had this when you were a young mighty girl?

24 ways around the sun

an introduction..
each birthday, another resolution around the sun… the closing of one year, and beginning of a new one.
(here’s the last two years)
making a list to help me to focus and manifest the little and big things i want in this life for this year
by way of telling the universe
reminding myself
and setting out with the intention to make beautiful memories, to not pass up an opportunity to do something that i want to do  (to not make excuses or be held back by money if it’s on the list)
a gentle nudge to say ‘yes’
some can be BIG. some can be small…

this is what i want for my 24th year on earth

  1. sew a quilt
  2. bake an apple pie. and a pumpkin one.
  3. work towards doula ‘certification’
  4. take a creative class
  5. learn how to shoulder hoop, and master some fun hooping tricks (oct.29th, 2011)
  6. make a tincture
  7. make my own textile(s)
  8. get fun and loose with creating, practice new styles
  9. take more pictures
  10. picnic in the grass
  11. create my art portfolio website
  12. create *home*
  13. make a dream catcher
  14. create a space as my ‘art studio’
  15. read a few books
  16. complete the series of paintings i have in my head
  17. illustrate a book
  18. make my own medicine bundle + discover my animal totem
  19. learn to carve wood
  20. art journal. nature journal. journal journal. you know? c’mon. keep it up.
  21. set a 30 day challenge and COMPLETE it
  22. dare i say it? dreaming up a beautiful spring surprise.
  23. galway christmas market with my little family
  24. go to the ocean. my heart home.

what are some BIG and small things that you’d like to do before your next birthday?


i had a beautiful, humble sweet birthday
gifts of words and wishes from friends all around the globe
a chocolate cake
serenaded by my niece, ocean and mountains away
two naps for my wee teething fairy
a chance to paint
cuddling on the couch with my love
before falling into slumber with a snoring baby on my pillow.

oct. 8th, 2011

fog. and the flame flickers…

questioning this source of doubt that lies uneasily in my belly
noticing how we view ourselves, our craft
and how flawlessly, and with so much grace we give others
but not ourselves.

comparisons be damned.
ebb and flow and accept this path i’m on
no greater, and no less.. than anyone else.
a constant echo
letting go of ego

i reach to my future self for guidance
for her gentle wisdom looking back at me in this moment
it’s funny, because even where i am standing now- i know already what she’s saying.. i know already where she is.
which just means
that this moves on
is a moment to perhaps listen to. honouring.
to question ‘why?’
‘what is it about this that stirs that emotion? what can i learn from this? from myself..’

i nod to self. grateful for this conversation, this conclusion.
and i keep on feeling it
but different, this time..
owning my silence. this stillness.
this awkwardness
feeling it

the flame keeps flickering, now dancing across the chilled window
romantic. poetic. i capture a still of it in my mind,
perfectly reflecting.

cloaked mary

i trace the lines, letting go of any stigma.
first, i ask myself ‘why do i feel this way.. where are these emotions coming from, and how do i really feel about this?’
where is the stigma from in the first place. why am i feeling so much nervous laughter.

she’s opened me up again.
she’s made me stand naked and see myself
to connect with a deeper level
to question society’s prude unfortunates and question myself. and what this means..

so i swallow my immaturity
in the full sun light, captured.
i trace the lines
and am mesmerized at how artist takes over…
in love with this feeling of SEEING something in such a beautiful, different way
getting to know the gentle uniqueness..
hungry for it. this challenge. this exposure. this vulnerable gift.

one thing i notice
between every unique mystery
the gateway
all forming the same..
i keep seeing the mother mary
virgin statue
in the lush folds of the yoni.

i can’t help but laugh at that
how poignant.

her cloaked head
arms held out
her cloak billows around her, draped folds
palms up
welcoming..  guiding.
so humble and giving.
so loving
mothering
the birth of life.

i’d almost think that her images were painted that way on purpose
it’d make sense to me..

(upon looking it up.. i’m not the only one that sees it)

from now on…

i imagine that every picture will be a blur. trying to catch up with her…
every picture from behind- because that’s all i can keep up with
watching her proudly march, stomping her feet loudly against the concrete.
laughing wildly in the wind.
and off she goes…

nothing to see here

i really wouldn’t mind a good dose of nesting hormones right about now…

for some reason, taking pictures of it makes me feel better.
like. i’m thinking ‘oh how can i make this look even MORE ridiculous?!’
and i start tip toeing through the piles here and there looking for more disgusting evidence
you know, rather than actually just scooping shit up to put in it’s ‘place’, or folding clothes. or. or. or. who wants to do that?
not me.
——-
it’s been one of those days
wicked weather keeping us confined within these four walls.
watching the clock..waiting for nap time
begging clingy child to nap… please.
pesky little assholes that are called FIRST MOLARS
two doses of rescue remedy for mama. a drop of it rubbed on baby’s forehead
a huge mug of tea
peanut butter and nutella sandwich
a baby that finally gives in after much fighting, falls asleep on my chest.
ergo was the best investment ever ever. babies should come with ergos. please. don’t waste your time/money reading about different carriers- just get the ergo. trust.

okay..
she’s napping. i’ve sipped and nommed and snapped and doodled, and typed a few words
i feel lighter. and lifted. and better
i guess i’ll go clean a bit before she wakes

but seriously, can they not figure out how to bottle some good pregnancy nesting hormones? it’d make cleaning so much easier- and crazier- and so good.

shit! she just woke up…….
mmm but she’s all cuddly and warm. sigh.
story of a mother’s life, right?!

*herb mother* nature’s medicine

the other day i received a surprise brown box at my door… i had no idea who it was from, wasn’t expecting anything at all- and was so curious to find out what could possibly have been sent my way
oh oh my
was i spoiled
this bounty of earth medicine
my very own apothecary, hand crafted by the herb mother

i carefully unwrapped each precious jar and bottle… my fingers tracing over her scrawl. twisting the cap off and smelling these different potions. so earthy

this little treasure, these beautiful concoctions- some to heal, soothe, pamper or protect. some with medicine so rich.. oh my, i can’t believe that i have been gifted with such an offering

the herb mama, latisha is a wise medicine woman, guided by intuition from the plants around her in her desert dwelling… she recently sold some of her beautiful products in her herbmama shoppe on etsy  (which i am lucky to also have purchased a healing piece of) but is currently taking a break from listing on etsy, while the herbs dry hanging from her ceiling. she does, however- take custom requests for medicine that people need, and says that it is her most favourite way of creating.

i’ll run down the list of medicine i received from her- perhaps something that you might be looking for for your medicine cabinet as we approach the wet, cold winter months..

  1. latisha’s limoncello. oh holy… this is a powerful little lemon liqueur concoction that’s popular in italy and spain. it’s breath taking…
  2. tumeric tincture -  ‘taken 3 times a day just before meals to ensure good clean digestion. however turmeric is a wonder herb as a daily tonic. linked to decrease in alzheimer, heart attack, high blood pressure, liver failure and many more. you can take it in a bit of water if the alcohol is too strong. you can also use it topically for mild skin irritations, impetigo, bruising, eczema, but it will stain for a few days. you can also use it to stain fabric, permanently.’
  3. gentle skin scrub -soft and gentle skin scrub is wonderful for the most tender of skin. fantastic on faces, pregnant mothers, and infants. the sweetness of healing calendula, oats, and powdered milk is complemented by an exfoliating almond meal leaving the skin soft and smooth
  4. calendula in jojoba oil -a gentle oil wonderful for any dry patchy skin
  5. gypsy rose vinegar -great for sunburns, and salads — yes it is edible
    ‘gentle skin scrub, gypsy rose vinegar, calendula in jojoba is my daily facial skin routine. in that order. though the skin scrub is wonderful on bodies and babies too or in a bath sock in the tub.’ -latisha, herb mother
  6. cottonwood bud salve -amazing for healing all manners of aches and pains, mostly those associated with muscle tiredness and overuse.
  7. gratitude offering for wildcrafting -an offering to the mother when receiving her gift, a way of giving thanks.
  8. lemon dill spice rub‘dill from my garden and lemon peel from lemons we wildcrafted so it is all arizona grown.’
  9. elderberry syrup -a remedy for colds and flu, boosts immune system and tastes good.
  10. arnica salve -good for bruising, deep muscle pain
  11. coconut rose super skin smoother mmm yum yum yum smells so delicious and leaves skin so silky smooth. universal healing salve
  12. rosemary mint salve for happy feet. oh my, the smell of this though. mmm it is my go-to calming scent
  13. loose herb incense no chemicals or synthetic oils are used, only whole herbs and a small amount of essential oil. (they smell heavenly…)
  14. chamomile salve a superb and gentle skin healer that makes it perfect for children. it can be used on diaper rashes, skin irritations, bumps, scrapes, and scratches with great success. it also makes a lovely and calming after bath balm to massage the child. this salve can also be used to massage the abdomen in the case of upset stomach or constipation.

what do you keep in your medicine cabinet?

and the baby wakes from nap

i don’t know how to write any more, let’s make a list…

  • i had this really great idea to make this christmas a ‘buy nothing’ holiday. or, perhaps for as cheap/free as possible. so i set out with the intention that OH! I CAN TRADE! I HAVE A CRAFT! i e-mailed people on etsy that i wanted to trade with and…… pfft. what happened to exchanging energy in other ways than money? bah. oh well. no one was interested- hahaha what a rejection.
  • it’s october! i love october.. it feels like home.
  • i want to do everything. i want to paint and build, sew and knit. i want to circle with women here, and attend a homebirth.
  • long walks down by the town moat, collecting conkers among the fallen leaves
  • my aching hip. sciatica? ooch. i don’t know. halfway through a walk and i’m walking like i need a hip replacement for the past few days.
  • mmm it’s a misty day, feels divine for reading a book in bed all day. not that i could really do that these days- but the thought sounds lovely. oh wait, i could read a board book in bed, for approximately 2 minutes.

  • we move around the bed like the hands on a clock. tick-tock, all night. our bodies shift and we spin.. i wake up sideways across the bed, diagonal, head to foot and the other way around. we slowly make our restless way around the bed until morning light when i’ve decided i’ve finally had enough- my body aches.. this mattress sucks.
  • the house is so dark… it feels like winter. i look around and my mind automatically sees snapshots, stills.. the stew bubbling away on the stove, the chopping board with remnants of carrots and onions, the candle flickering in a glass jar, the baby doll strewn on the wood floor, crumbs trailing to toddler toes
  • shamanic drum beat playing in the background on repeat.  closing your eyes, it becomes a hypnotic trance… inside cocoon womb, mamas heartbeat. journeying deeper while mind drifts into other worlds, swirling images play out until you’re hit again with realisation, or sippy cup- of where you are.
  • clinging baby and a loss of patience. holding rescue remedy on my tongue, letting it melt down my throat and sink in. like a deep breath and reset in a vial.
  • rubbing a witch blended concoction on my hip, a gift from the Herb Mother
  • offering 24% off on my etsy shop for my 24th birthday… i think i’ll quietly offer it to you, here, right now… and then i’ll tell everyone else when the day comes. but you’re more than welcome to share- i just thought it’d be a nice little gift here, if you’re paying attention. hee  simply enter ‘HAPPY24TH’ at the check out.

adventures in babywearing

i wrapped her baby up to her, the same way that i carried her as a wee thing…
and off she goes, toddling around the living room, patting her baby’s back. kissing her face
little mama
makes me swoon