A level playing field

At times it feels like all the 'dark nights of the Soul' I have ever had are all combined into one at the moment, creating the most disconcerting place to be.

That which we are/were comfortable with, no longer exists and as a result I feel like I am back at square one - as though just starting my journey all over again - which we are. We might have a few years under our belts, but despite this, it seems we are all in the same boat, whether awakened or not.

Nature's loving embrace stepping up

Downstairs toilet/laundry room

The plants in my house and garden went into overdrive whilst we were away. As a result we live in an overgrown jungle both inside and out! While the gardener's away, the plants will play...

Being in the joy of life

Chatting with a friend recently about my confusion about where I am going and what I am doing, she said, 'This is not like you.'

She's right. I haven't always been very very clear on where I am going in my life, but I've had at least a vague idea. Nowadays, I don't. Not even an inkling, which is rather disconcerting and freaking me out more than a little.

Another friend wrote that I had a whole posse of people waiting for us to be there with them.

The blip that is more...and yet not

Phew!! Being in an intimate relationship these days, negotiating the massive amount of clearing that the planet is experiencing with regard to this, is not easy. But then nothing worthwhile ever is.

I'd been noticing for a while many women I know are in 'anti-man' mode. Puzzled, I've wondered why I was seeing this as it is something I'd cleared many moons ago...but it has obviously been brought to my attention for a reason, so I've bided my time wondering when it would come to a head...or something along those lines.

I did mention a few blogs ago in the blog Open and Vulnerable about how the wrangle between male/female energy is hotting up, but it seemed a mere blip that would pass over pretty quickly - today I am not so sure.

Dear Prudence

Sommieres, France - reflection captured by hubby

Prudence is a word that has been buzzing around in my head for many months, so much so that I keep hearing the song Prudence by Siouxsie and the Banshees. See below for the beautiful lyrics by McCartney/Lennon.

Today I finally decided to look up the meaning wondering if there was something I was missing. The first meaning that popped up on Google was: Acting with or showing care and thought for the future.

Funny that, I'd always thought that prudence meant something different. More like being too cautious or too unadventurous. Huh!

The rocky road of love

Beautiful green butterfly we found on one of our walks in France

We visit France so often so we can connect with the feminine emerging like a butterfly from a cocoon, slowly recognising that this beauty resides quietly within us. These visits have never been a conscious decision - just something that sorta fell into place (according to my human self). It started off as a very delicate unnoticeable hum in the background growing stronger with each visit, thus becoming more evident within us...and we are not sure what to do with it.

This is our version of paradise. Many others might not see it this way - depends on their perception and what they feel is paradise to them.

As hubby and I peel away the layers of our being to find the authentic self, we have to flex and wiggle to fit into the expanded version of who we are individually, as well as a couple, and this is when the sticky bits can and do happen.

Ready or not - here we come

Je t'aime on the boardwalk to Monte Carlo

This is sort of a continuation of my previous blog posted on 27 Sept - Open and Vulnerable.

This past weekend has been quite intense. Today has been a chill out day of R&R.