It’s all up from here…

minitreesThis season has been a roller coaster ride for us, in the direction of up, and with every milestone we pass, we pick up the potential for another long-time dream-come-true along the way. It’s been incredible, really. Everything we’ve ever dreamed of for ourselves is making its way into our lives, all at once, very quickly, and frankly, although I’m reminding myself to be open and grateful, I’m also trying not to dig my heels in with terror. From our home-life to our home itself, to Big Brother’s decision to school from home, to reuniting with friends, to building our business bit by bit. It’s ALL coming together. How did this happen?minitrees2Sometimes I just say “I’m so lucky”, and although I think I am lucky (to be born into a first world country, to be healthy, to have access to basic health care needs, to have ‘endless’ (I use that word lightly) clean water that I can regulate by turning the tap to hot or cold…), but sometimes I am aware that things are happening because my heart is open, and I am accepting. I tread carefully while I say these things so as not to fall into the category of pretentious white girl, so sum it all up, there is a certain amount of luck that has brought me here, and because I choose to see how wonderful my life is, I can see my cup as constantly being filled rather than not full enough. Perhaps it would have been easier for me to say that it’s mostly just…perspective?minitrees3Once I was made aware of the restraints of a mono-theistic mindset, once I stopped taking on other people’s problems in a physical way, and once I learned to pinpoint those who take my energy rather than working with it, I started feeling more at peace, less lonely, and happier to just be. 

We never stop learning do we? Although sometimes I can’t help but think that what I’m doing is unlearning.

Who knew the door has been open all this time; I’ve just stumbled out and the view is lovely…. IMG_2009_2Papa Bear’s fairy doors…no two alike!

xo

HayMama

About hay mama

an artiste (pronounced with an 'eeste') tackling a multitude of works, mother raising three kiddos, lover of books, seeker of knowledge, consumer of great coffee, follower of nature, lover and friend to my one and only...

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