simple things...

it is in these simple moments...when time stops and it becomes so clear...

all of the wonderful things that surround, and for which i am most thankful...

sending you heartfelt smiles, warmth and joy

everything will be fine...

it was much too early to rise on a weekend, however, as FZ slipped out to surf (wayyyy too cold in my humble opinion) i rose in the darkness and near freezing temperatures inside a home, to begin my christmas present making...every year i choose something different to make, last year sugar scrubs, homemade lip balm (will be brewing up another batch this year too), and such...so i was excited to get into the kitchen and begin my process of experimentation...it was lovely to be in the quiet, stillness mixing and blending, christmas tree lights on, essential oils and warm tea in the air...it made me realize how special this time is, and how, when not in the bustle of outside life, it truly is a time to give and be so thankful.

that was yesterday...today i went to yoga where we worked on various 'release' techniques... upon the closing of class, our most amazingly, wonderful instructor simply said 'remember, everything is going to be fine'...these were the most welcomed and happily received words for this gal...

and so, i do believe it is, that everything really will be fine...

may it be so for you, wherever you are at this time of year...

fear...

"Do one thing every day that frightens you"

~Eleanor Roosevelt

Feeling this quote like nobody's biz...

here is sending you fearless wishes and a most lovely evening...

shifting...

As the weather changes here in So. Cal and I am reminded, as is the case every year, that I am quite a weakling when it comes to the cold...there is no help in the fact that we cannot turn our heat on in this country home not far from the sea, for a family or small village of 4 legged pesty critters decided to take refuge below our abode sometime ago and it would appear that insulation and ducting are some top items of interest to these not-so-fine furry folks, so we go about our routines inside all bundled in woolen layers and scarves...

stop my heart....this reads 'I Love You Mom'

This is to say that the cold has brought me in, literally, within myself, to sit quietly, warmed next to the fire at night, I have been feeling something shift...there is change coming, is it the new year...who knows...but there is much laying in wait...for what this is...i have not a clue...perhaps you feel it too?

At times my feet feel so grounded, solid and strong, but of late, there is a element of quicksand that dwells beneath my footing, slow and quiet it moves around me, if I keep moving it still finds me...this too is shifting, working to make things stronger, solid and planted firmly, to simplify..

I just read this and rather enjoyed

An Arsenal of Feminine Power...Feeling Beautiful

Have a fine day...you fine folk.

testing and going mac daddy

sooo with the arrival of a most beloved and an assessment of our situation, we decided to have this lovely lady (amongst many things) help us in our transition to Mac...and I am quite happy to proclaim we will not be (pc)oming back...so many things to explore and so much to learn, but that is all the fun of it...so here is to art on the patio, tea in the morning and all afternoon, chats by the fire, warm socks, old sweatshirts, bonding and love of a girlfriend, cuddles and long chats about life, so comfortable words cannot describe...how deeply is she already missed...well, as much as the deep blue sea that divides us...until we gather again...

crazy, wonderful dayz...

sometimes it's crazy hair days...and sometimes it's just crazy days...such is life and it's all good...things have been busy around these parts of late...friends from over the pond (the big ocean pond), creative dabblings, deep discussions, inexplicable meals being prepared, warm fires, red wine, great company, awakenings...just to name a few...hope the world is treating you right...ta ta for now fine folks.

pirate dreaming...

It is official...I want to be a pirate.

I must say, I have rather enjoyed the wild red wig, flowy and sort of scraggly clothing, boots and lace, not to mention the belts and scarves...being a pirate has made me think (this is not to say the millions who were smitten and taken by Jack Sparrow (that is him behind me btw) have not had this very thought cross their minds, however, I have not had the luxury of watching those films) of how daring and adventurous it must have been to be a pirate back in the day...showing a more brash, rather wild side without mind to others...

Oh, to be a pirate...what are you dreaming of being this time of year?