I had to dig DEEP this week

I had to dig deep this week. So bloody deep this week. For patience. For strength. For resources. …and it was my little people who held me with their warm apple pie, fresh out of the oven, as I put my feet up after having held a sacred space for friends who lost their mother and had to bury her within 24 hours, in keeping … Continue reading I had to dig DEEP this week

Some advice for kids…(of all ages).

Dear Kids Whilst no parent has all the answers and whilst this mama is constantly, still learning, know this for sure: You are never alone Travel is the best teacher “No” is a good word. Use it often. It’s particularly lovely when there’s a dead silence and you offer no explanations “Please” and “thank you” never goes out of fashion Water heals. Oceans. Tears. 2 litres a day You … Continue reading Some advice for kids…(of all ages).

Dear Kids (A reflection from a greying Mama’s Heart)

Dear Kids Whilst no parent has all the answers and whilst this mama is constantly, still learning, know this for sure: You are never alone Travel is the best teacher “No” is a good word. Use it often. It’s particularly lovely when there’s a dead silence and you offer no explanations “Please” and “thank you” never goes out of fashion Water heals. Oceans. Tears. 2 … Continue reading Dear Kids (A reflection from a greying Mama’s Heart)

I remember the day I was born (A “crazy” story about a memory)

Guess what?  I have the very vaguest recollection of something said to me on the day I was born.  I kid you not.   Yes, I know that sounds crazy but just today, while I sat up at 5am waiting for the sun to rise, I sort of remembered it from 40 years ago. Honestly, I did. Now, there were quite a few people present at … Continue reading I remember the day I was born (A “crazy” story about a memory)