Wobbles & Conkers
Hands up who’s had all and sundry thrown at them this week? Blonde lady in the back with the 2 boys at home? She’s here.
Number 1, it’s been a full moon.. which turns my entire family into ravaging unhinged werewolves, self included. It’s not woo woo, it’s science, We are made up of water and the moon affects the tides, there is no way these things, as living beings, do not change us in some how.
Number 2. It was an eclipse and the chaos of the skies and energy has been wild, let me tell you. Every which way has gone wrong and I don't care how much you Feng Shui your house or how loud you bang that sound bowl, shit happens. But it’s in these moments where we can either fight, or retreat. A wise person once told me a quote about love, and since then I have made it my mantra about everything in my life. Now I’m not wanting to come across as crass in any way with this quote, but boy is it goodie.
“Love is like breaking wind, if you have to force it.. it’s probably shit”. This motto has made it into the narrative of my life hourly, daily, weekly.. for many many years.
In turn, with this week being like a barrage of chaotic energy, being 2 weeks into home ed and me getting the frustrated creative itch which I tend to get once or twice a month, it can send everything into a slight topple. So when we were heading out to a pizza making workshop with a home ed group, and the car had a dead battery… or when the Costa machine was out of a desperatly needed and deserved coffee, when the heavens opened of rain just as it was park time and even the little old lady eyeballing the death stare, very slowly, across traffic lights I had been patiently waiting at a good 7 minutes.. I came back to my motto. I sat back, I recoiled slightly and then relented to whatever the universes plan were for me otherwise. Like I say, if I have to force it, it’s probably going to end up shit.
There will be days and weeks like this, where life will take a swoop in an unending round of digs, however small. Stacking up those little micro stressors until you hit your peak and you burst, and its times like these, your home really is your sanctuary. It is not just a saying, a motto or a tagline to put on my website or an instagram post. I completely, 10000% mean it. Coming home to a place that fills you up, that calms down your senses and makes you feel safe and no longer on edge, is an absolute must have to lead a life you want. Your home is the regulator, the baseline and the anchor to everything else around you.
Today, we had a whole schedule.. but due to factors out of our control, we just ended up going to a park. Feral as you like, they ran about, threw sticks at conker trees and came back beaming with an entire bag for life full of them. No doubt these will sit in the house for many months to come till I can secretly extract them without little eyes spotting me. Worst case, they are supposed to be incredible for deterring spiders, every cloud…..!