The days are swinging to and fro with wild wooshes of change and soft sways of rhythm.
A new home, new land, where twigs and mud-squishes mark our play. The day heartbeats in reading, tidying, and meal-times.
In my Heart-Home I ache with re-membering. A rebirthing pain into the tribe of soil and tree and river that is my Mother.
Another cord thins further. We have more space and yet are closer than ever.
I reacquaint myself with a different flavour of silence.
p.s, thank you so much for the birthday wishes my friends.
eek! happy belated birthday to you....how brilliant to be spending it where you are.
ReplyDeleteoh, i so recognize that feeling you describe...exquisite and agonizing all at once, a joy that almost hurts in it's intensity...
*sigh* so glad for you..
xo
yes, you know it!
Deletethinking of you as you work your way through so many changes. I hope you find comfort in Mother's embrace.
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i am! thank you.
DeleteSo beautifully expressed, Monica. The many flavors of life, each one offers something new, all the time. May you find friendship in that silence. :o) ((HUGS))
ReplyDeletebeautiful window and that light!!!
ReplyDeletewishing you peace while you're searching.
A different flavor of silence, a different flavor of home, a different flavor of motherhood...wow Mon, so much, so much...thinking of you and wishing you peace and many pots of tea!!
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thank you darlin'
DeleteLovely window... so peaceful and calm!
ReplyDeleteThis is so lovely and peaceful...sending you much peace in your transitions....XO
ReplyDeletethank you so much
DeleteThis all sounds positive--even the wrenching goodby to your little one. Doors are opening.
ReplyDeleteyes, some pain yields good things.
Deleteand...happy birthday..in delay!
ReplyDeleteand what happens with our roots in transition?
i ask myself many times...
it's their loose swing that is so unnatural. we do it, but there's always a price...
DeleteI am loving reading your posts. I feel that excitement you get at the beginning of the school holidays when a world that is somehow familiar yet new opens up.
ReplyDeleteI am so glad that you have an opportunity to relish this world of wonder and soil and tree and river.
'Different flavour of silence' - I love that.
how i missed it, how i yearned for it. the urban landscape is a slow death for me.
DeleteSounds lovely. Beautiful photo too.
ReplyDeleteAnd Happy Birthday Monica!
Marissa x
thanks!
Delete...but you transition so honestly and beautifully.
ReplyDeletexo
C
"we have more space and yet are closer than ever."
ReplyDeletethat really speaks to me.
thank you for your words.
Gorgeous first line - beautiful writing.
ReplyDeletethank you so much
Deletebeautiful tender words - I don't cope well (at all) with change. It makes me melancholy even when the transition is is postive one, something that I dreamed and yearned for. Nostalgia is my retreat. But slowly I adapt to new ways, immerse myself in a new rhythm, and gradually the transition is complete. Sending much love and tender embrace in this transition time
ReplyDeleteoh happy birthday!!! wonderfully inspiring words. honor to read. so grateful -xo
ReplyDeleteWow this post is so relaxing. The photo is lovely as well :)
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