Bubba Banksy - Spreading Her Wings

It's a merry thing watching your children develop their interests so passionately.

Seraphina is blossoming into quite the little artist which is no surprise to me as she is always singing and drawing something. Yesterday she ran to me and said "Mummy, come and see my street art!"

 

We have a very similar nature Seraphina and I. Both Librans, both lovers of all things beautiful and a past that runs oh so deep. If there is ever a child that triggers and stirs my very existence, it is Sera. x

Some of our similarities....

* Our emotional sensitivitity can be wild and foreboding, causing physical anxiety to varying degrees and at times, disconnection from our loved ones and each other.

* We both possess intense acuity to the ethers and the world around us, which has graciously inspired a longing to be of service and the desire to contribute much healing in the world.

* One of our most avid traits is a never ending quest to discover the truth and to actively participate in helping others to find their own truth. Even if it ruffles a few feathers ;)

So... Those who know and love us well, understand the challenges within our relationship that have presented themselves so meticulously since being reunited 8 years ago at her birth.

I am slowly piecing together our story and beginning to see and feel the blessings and lessons amidst the storms. It has taken me a while, but I finally feel like I am closer to connecting the dots on my parenting journey with Sera than I have ever been before.

 

There are many avenues for healing ourselves and this week I have remembered how powerful it can be to immerse yourself in art.

Not only is ART (which I like to imagine stands for Actively Remembering Truth) a gentle way to express and release painful experiences but it has the remarkable ability to instantly reconnect you to the infinite source of creativity that resides within each and every one of us, which is ultimately the universal love and creation of life itself!

Just like meditation, creative pursuits can lead you back to your core essence so that you may free yourself from limiting beliefs and self sabotaging behaviour. Art, in all it's forms, enables you the space to regroup and redefine the person you dream to be and to manifest the life you desire.

 

It is my endeavour to continue bringing more art and creativity into my life and here is how I hope to do this.

1. Create a sacred space within my home where I can retreat to daily to play with a creative project.

2. Spend time in quiet interlude, free from distractions, to develop my art.

3. Be more involved with my local art community and participate in classes and workshops.

4. Introduce more artistic and cultural experiences into our family life and play time together.

5. Switch off the TV and listen to music.

6. Spend more time in nature with pencils or camera.

7. Travel

8. Sleep, regenerate, dream......

9. Affirm "There IS enough time in the day!" and

10. Let go of the idea of perfection to allay procrastination. :)

 

So, to my dear Sweet Seraphina girl, thank you for once again opening my eyes to what is important in my life and for helping me to remember the things that bring me most joy. I Love You eternally xxx

 

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Lovely Little Nannie.. Forever in Bloom

Wednesday saw the passing of a very special lady.  My husband's closest grandparent, in fact the only one he ever really knew.  Nan died peacefully at home after 91 colourful years of life.  She was kind-hearted, sweet, a lover of Elvis and fondly loved by many.  It was not possible for us all to fly over to the East side for the funeral and I was torn with feelings at the prospect of not being there to show my respects.  Apart from the fact that she was always so welcoming to me, I just really, really liked her.  It felt so nurturing to be in her presence.. and I will miss her.

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I worried that the rest of the family would be disappointed that the children and I did not attend the funeral, perhaps assuming that I didn't consider it a matter of importance.  I also tossed around in my head the idea that the family wouldn't think twice about it as she wasn't my grandmother anyway.  This hurt me more, to think of the latter, as I started doubting my acceptance in the family.  I then started questioning why I loved her so much. Why I felt so sad that I couldn't be there to say goodbye.

As I sat and contemplated on my feelings I recognised they were purely fear based.  One a fear of not pleasing others, and the other a fear of rejection.  When I think about it... this has been a common theme in my life.  Two opposing forces clouding my truth.  So as I sat and thought of Nan, I saw her smiling...  She knew why I wasn't there and she didn't mind.  In fact, she reminded me that she will always be with us in spirit.  It is a hard concept to accept in the midst of grief, when you know you can never again physically hold or see the person you love, and yet personally, this shift in thought eased my sadness.. at least a little.  I am sure the next time I visit her hometown, I will feel the loss again.  It just won't be the same without her.  I feel relieved that she is not hurting anymore.  I feel comfortable knowing that she is always with us and as my husband so beautifully put it.. "She is everywhere now".

To express my emotions I did what I always do.  I wrote a poem.  I felt really connected to Nan in the process and felt like it was my way of saying thank you for being such a loving gift to my life.  The poem was included on the funeral card which was a beautiful, and generous gesture of the family.  I felt like I had given my respects in a formal way after all.

The sweetest bird flew to Heaven today

with Angels by her side.

They carried her up

on the wings of Love

so that she did not cry.

And as she turned and smiled at us

she whispered in their ears.

"Stay with them always

and hold them close

so that they never fear."

And let them know how loved I felt

through all of my time.

And that I felt

truly blessed

having each of them in

My Life

During the funeral, the children and I held our own ceremony for Nan here at home.  Seraphina created a sculpture out of playdough and proclaimed it Nan's new home xx  It was decorated with leftover candles from Lani's recent birthday cake and adorned with a necklace Lani had been wearing since hearing the news of Nan's passing.  It had belonged to Nan and was given to Lani as a gift. So Beautiful xx  We said our goodbyes and blew out the candles, sending our prayers and wishes out to the Ethers.  We will miss you Nan.  You'll always be in our Hearts xx

"Nannie's New Home" - We Love You x