Meditation is medicine for our body, heart, mind and Soul. It is a practise of, and it supports the awareness of being in the moment, whilst being in the moment. It generates mindfulness, of that moment, with all its emotions, expressions, and experiences…
Meditation is a practise, and a gift. The more we practise, the easier it can become. It’s gift comes in that the more we do meditate, the more we settle into it. Our breathing softens, calmness descends, emotions settle. Sometimes we move into the observer role, sometimes we gain clarity and insights. Sometimes it throws our emotions up, and this can be good too.
So, this isn’t my normal musing meander…
More, it is a moment of practicality… The season is shifting, the children are coming running out of the school gate – or in at the beginning of the day as the case may be. And my child is supporting me building my own immunity whilst he builds his… Wonderful hey?
This means he brings home bugs. And viruses. And germs. In this current super covid consciousness culture – how awesome is that? My child is bringing home an opportunity for us both to get stronger as he grows… Bit scary at times – is that tickle in the throat something to worry about… or is it just a chance to gooze and cuddle on the sofa? Time will tell!
In the meantime, these are my two “go to” tools. Whatever you do though, don’t just take my word for it. Research, have a look around, see if its appropriate for you. And, this in no way should be taken as a substitute for seeing medical professionals, or getting tested if that might be the case. If you are pregnant or breastfeeding, remember to consult your support team and appropriate medical people. I can take no responsibility for the choices you make – I am neither a medical professional, nor a herbalist. Simply a mom, keen on herbs, plants and a slightly feral lifestyle connected with permaculture and organics. These are just my own personal kitchen “go to” tools for our health when the school gate starts resounding with snotty noses and such…
Well, Cherry Bark is a traditional herbal remedy useful for treating coughs, and other respiratory issues. We have both been using it during the seasonal changes over the last 18months and have seen a significant reduction in coughs, as well as improved recovery time. ( I have a life time history of struggling with coughs and lingering chest infections. Not since I started using this stuff though! And since starting my child with this, it seems that coughs clear up faster for him than with many of his class mates… )
And, Elderberries have a long history of being used for cold and flu relief. They are an general immune system booster. Over the years, I’ve found this particular syrup to be great way of getting a concentrated dose into my child. Again, I take this – or the adult version. We do still get colds and such, but we recover fairly quickly.
Oh – and both of these taste fairly good so aren’t too hard to get the small fry to actually take! 😉 Because that’s important too right?
Wishing you all the best, a happy, healthy immune system and sunshine for your smiling soul.
I’ve been struggling. The last few months, coming out of lockdown, getting back to school, getting back into routine – Life should be sweetas! And really, it is! Loving gentle coffee and chats in the afternoon with other moms, dropping in on a friend who has hurt her leg – the freedom of being able to see others, play – just be. Even if we have had the threat of “another lockdown”, and global uncertainity looming over us still… But at the same time, I kept finding myself exhausted, emotional, on the edge of tears and snoozing away on the sofa, or watching crap movies and reading worse books.
Proper escapism stuff.
My diet has been crap. My child has delighted in way too much screen time – more than I’m comfortable with. And I looked around at the world coming out of the UK lockdown and all I saw was judgements, fear, anger – finger pointing. And I just found myself grieving the loss of kindness and compassion I was seeing… And I crashed.
And then, after a few weeks of grieving and overwhelm – I started clawing my way out of it once again.
The reality is that, for me, when the kak is hitting the fan, or life is tough – I get going. I thrive. I love the chaos and challenges presented. And when life smooths out, and the threat becomes more distant – less immediate – that’s when I fall apart. Because I can. It is safe to fall apart then. This time, the immediate threat had loosened its hold – lockdown was eased. But there was still the global stuff going on – and it really caused me to question my role, my ability to do more and be more present in the world… Because that’s the thing. I want to do more, be more, give more. Play a role in this shift in culture I feel is actually happening. And looking out at the world, all I could see and feel for a while was this immense heartache and pain at all these “Bad things coming to the surface…” And I just found myself overwhelmed. Overwhelmed with grief, overwhelmed with the lists of jobs that needed doing, the trying to set up work and on and on… I was exhausted and heartsore. So, I just stopped.
A Bestie once said to me that she was jealous of me. That there had been so much change and chaos and stuff going on during my childhood years – and I just seemed to coast on through it all with a smile… And that she though it had given me some serious skills! But she had hit 30, and that stuff was just starting to happen in her life – and she didn’t have the coping skills I developed as a child. I had never thought of it that way, but it did make me smile… She is also the person that, when things smooth out and life gets easy again – I often have a cry on her shoulder over nothing really. And rembering all of that, and this pattern of mine, really helped me move forward again.
I stopped. I recognised just how much I was grieving at all this anger, fear, judgement I was seeing. This perceived loss of compassion and kindness. I let myself feel into my own fear about wanting to do more, be more, give more, support more, offer more – and let myself feel into how, at a global level I can’t. I just can’t. I’ve done protests in the past. I’ve challenged status quo, I’ve done stuff. And I just felt exhausted and overwhelmed…. Unable to offer anymore of myself. And so I stopped.
I came back into the quietness and the stillness. I let myself have the time on the sofa, I let myself read crappy novels and watch ridiculous TV. I shut off from social media. And then, I also started feeling into my roots. Coming back into a practise of looking for Beauty in my day to day life. Small things. A caterpillar. A butterfly. Raindrops held in a web or on a flower…. I came back into stories that inspired me – the Celestine Prophecy. I looked for individuals who hold this type of work, or communities, or stories aligned with Beauty and synchronicity. Looking for synchronicity in my own day to day – and finding it slowly re-emerging. I came back into the music that lifts me, inspires me, soothes me. Using sound at different times of the day to create a routine. I started pushing myself to remember to take my vitamins, to get sleep, to eat good food, to get outside for a walk, to soak up the sun when I could, to dance…. To notice how my body and emotions were reacting to the food I was taking in, or my surroundings. To come back into practise of pulling angel cards or inspirational cards. I came back into practise of sitting with the big, sad emotions – and then asking myself what lay beyond them…. And, sharing all of this with my child. Because one day, perhaps, these are life skills and practises which will support him. Perhaps.
Consciously, rebuilding a sense of connection and inspiration with my daily life. A renewal… Coming back from the overwhelm and re-affirming that sense of connection I feel with Beauty. The Beauty that surrounds me and fills me and flows through me. That flow of Life, and Soul which whispers of deep soul-ful, health-ful, connected ways to live. And that I believe in. That I believe is – for all of us – part of creating new ways of being, living in community, connecting….
We all have different ways to come back from the overwhelm…. And I’m sure this won’t be my last time coming back from it. It is certainly not the first time I have come back from this. And I see so many others, returning into a place of deeper connection. Talking about their sense of loss, or grief, or fear, or anger at the world around us and how so many of the interactions are. Like me, I hear many of them cry out – “why can’t people just be kind?” And I understand, I KNOW that we need these fiery warriors, out there, fighting for so many beliefs, changes, history being changed…. I know that we need these perceptions of judgement and polarities happening…. Because it is simply part of life expressing itself, finding its way…. And having fallen into the overwhelm once again – I am so deeply grateful for the process of it. For the deep self-questioning, the self-analysis.. the navel gazing, meditations, flower essences, writings, meanderings and creativity that has been part of my path through this. The sub-conscious resting and returning – even amongst the junk food and the TV binge…. For the clarity that arises from going through the overwhelm, the dark times of heartache and grief, of feeling so alone, and sense of alienation, and hiding out on the sofa.
And so. I come back to this. Beauty calls me forward. I give gratitude for the Beauty that flows throughout my life. For how it calls me forward, how this sense of flow I feel in noticing beauty, giving gratitude, calls me deeper into a sense of connection and flow. How when I am feeling this flow – co-incidences and synchronicities occur which call me deeper… And how this is a powerful, peaceful place of deep flow and beauty. Right now, I cannot stand up and shout, and protest… My body falls into exhaustion at the thought… But I can stand, quietly, dancing, observing beauty and offering places of rest and soup to nourish wherever it this path beneath my feet takes me.
First, I nourish myself.
And so, I want to say to you – if you are stuck in the overwhelm. Take your time. Do the inner work. Look for the Beauty. Come to dance when you are ready.
That heart-breaking pain of facing “something” – and stretching those muscles inside you – fear, forgiveness, compassion, surrender – letting go, growing and still coming back into the core of yourself… Knowing that there is an energy, a force… And that it will all be ok.
Yes, it looks like Fluffy Woo Woo to many. It has done to many – for so many years. And yet, you know and I know the amount of self-healing, contemplations, navel gazing and just… letting go, surrendering and opening to your own vulnerability and strength which you and I have gone through. I know the pain the Fluffy Woo Woo has taken you through. I get it. I’ve been in there too.
Stand firm Beauty! The work you have been doing, skills accumulated – have all been about preparing you for this time. To stand firm – strong, true, brave and wide open-hearted in this storm… Stand firm.
Yes, it looks like Fluffy Woo Woo to stand in the midst of all we are currently seeing in mainstream media and STILL declare – it will be ok. Without surrendering into the energies of fear and anger yourself…
So many of the stories you and I know – the stories of hope, of land loved, earth turned, children loved, open communication, powerful vulnerability and deep compassion – not many of these stories are not making the news. Yet, they are still there. I know it hurts right now. I know your heart is going through aching sorrow, and flashes of a joy so deep it defies understanding. And that even this joy – it hurts…
You are not just standing in your Fluffy Woo Woo dear heart. You are actively working towards creating a new future. Different to what mainstream media is projecting. And for this future we need you. We need your skills. Your wild, crazy, creative, imagination. Your attention to detail. Your powerful, wide open, vulnerable heart. Your deep fierce compassion. Your vision of a future based on love and compassion. And your willingness to do the work, take the steps needed to get there… You have already gone through the fire in the last years, and in the midst of all this change, all these challenges – you have the right and the strength to stand here in all your glorious Fluffy Woo Woo and declare “It will all be alright.” I will stand by your side. And I will take the steps with you, to create… A different future to the one we see being played out now on mainstream media. And there are others, all holding their pieces of this wild, crazy, loving future we are creating… And there are those, who have perhaps been on the fringes of the Fluffy Woo Woo, but who have gone their own deep healing, through their own deep dark nights…. Who have been broken open by pain, grief, sadness and who have returned into their own sweet hearts from those shadows – and they are stepping forward too. There are many paths…
So, draw together your strength, dear one. Hold onto your Vision. Acknowledge your resources, knowledge and skills. You know the ones – those ones based in the fluffy woo woo knowingness – Emotional, Mental, Spiritual and Energetic. That “stuff” you’ve been healing for the last years, that “stuff” slowly making it’s way into the mainstream. And lets create this new Physical…
Breathing into connection with the Body, and simply expressing gratitude.
Being gentle with yourself, simply expressing gratitude to, and for, this body which carries you through each day.
I hope this meditation has supported you in some way. Enjoy…
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A colleague today said “I just can’t imagine how this will work when we go back…”.
I can’t either.
We were talking (messaging actually) about our “other” job, the one we do when we’re not busy mommy-ing. Where we work together in the local Playgroup. A couple of times we’ve bumped into some of the children who would normally be in a play session with us. Normally fairly happy, relaxed- the reaction now is anything but. More like running, screaming and crying… My own child,expecting him to go to dad’s on alternative weekends – in the early days of this virus he flat out refused. “It’s not safe” he said to me. “No contact with people from other households. He’s not from this house, so he’s not safe…”
Can’t really argue with that logic now can I?
The thing is, it will take time. Time to create a new rhythm and way of being. I use this description rather than “normal”, because normal just doesn’t work for me. It never really did.
So, I have to ask myself- as we go back into greater connectivity, what is it that I want to create? I agree with my colleague and friend, I can’t imagine it.
And I don’t want to.
I want to dream it, create it, dance it… It is a new way of being that we are being gifted with the opportunity to create. And that is, quite simply, amazing! Rather marvellous actually.
It’s scary as anything too. Because I have no frame of reference when I begin trying to imagine it. So much has changed! Within me, within the certainties I took for granted in the world around me before all of this .. and I’m an adult, supposed to be inspiring these children who come to me for care that “I have it all under control?”! I don’t feel that I do right now, because I can’t imagine what lies ahead. I can’t imagine it, because I don’t have a concrete, stable, starting point….
But dreaming it? That I feel I can do. Maybe, we need a dream-vision board of what we might like to create. Once we go back…
Thankfully, my whole life has been one of dealing with fluidity and change. And dreaming… That certainly gives me some skills right now, in choosing to dream about what we might create as we come back into greater physical connectivity with each other. And that – the permission to dream, envision, hope – that fills me with anticipation and curiosity! Rather than fear.
The one thing I do know, is that that future will come out of this moment, Now. So, I’m going to do the only thing I can, right now.
Live in the moment.
Cuppa, chocolate, bare feet, planting and playing, in the garden, with my child if i can get him away from the screen. Living in the moment… That’s a song by Jason Marz right? Perhaps, we can even start Playgroup out in the forest for the first month…? Dreaming and visioning the way forward, out of this … 😉
Back when I used to teach intuition development circles, spiritual circles, and more, my students used to ask me so often – “How? How do we do this?” The simple truth is, Listen to your Heart. Intuition speaks loudest through the heart. And to hear it, see it, feel it – experience it – it is so important to keep the heart soft and open.
It is through the heart that intuition speaks. And it can be a whisper, or a roar….
Yea, there’s all the big sparkly visions too, and the guides speaking, and the soul connection. But the intuition is a constant murmur speaking through and from the heart. So, to deepen intuition – listen to your heart. Everyday. And feed it, keep it soft, nourish it with beauty, gratitude and love.
The heart doesn’t speak judgement, or fear. It simply speaks compassionate love. And it connects you – if you are willing to listen – to an ever deepening source for this.
Sounds simple hey? It is. And our minds want to complicate this, have a formula to follow…. but here’s the simple truth. If you want to really deepen to your intuition and keep on deepening this, listen to your heart. And be willing to move beyond fear, judgement, rational thoughts and into ever deepening compassion. For yourself and others.
Do you dare?
The most powerful things we can do, are also often the simplest. We look for ways of changing them, making them more important. We look for a structure to follow, a routine, a practise… These things can give our minds a path to follow. And this is good. It is important for our minds to be occupied following this path…
And then, as we get used to following this path, something profound starts to happen. We slow down. Our breathing deepens. We pay more attention to our bodies, – the feelings, sensations and emotions coming up. And all of this – particularly in times of great change are so important.
And, then – the mind goes quiet…
And this amazing energy arises inside of ourselves! This force!
And the only way to describe it, is LOVE.
We look at people differently. Some people seem to shine out at us. There is a pull to talk to them… When we do – there is a synchronicity, a meeting of minds and thoughts which act as a catapult, taking each one of us deeper into understanding of our own life paths. A co-incidence of something needed being offered by the other, a gift of time, and energy being exchanged, or something practical – flour, eggs, seeds, cement.
When we walk with this amazing energy, when we live with this force of energy – this LOVE – in our day to day lives, something amazing begins to happen.
Our minds quiet, judgements and preconceptions of others begins to fall away. Synchronicity occurs. Magical miracles in the everyday. Our breathing slows, our body softens. And there is space for more.
And we come back to our everyday practises, loving the routine. Loving the practise. Loving the structure. Not needing it, but following it nonetheless. Because it keeps our mind occupied and leaves space for this amazing force of energy to rise up within ourselves…. And, there begins to be space to realise that it is the simple things which count. Not the name, or where it originated from, or which master’s lineage.
Just, the breath, the flow, the energy, the body. The Being.
Today, I wish for you that k.i.s.s. That profound moment that happens when we can each keep it simple…