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The Delivery.....

 The delivery of a tonne of wood meant that I had my work cut out for me for an hour or so, for Nova the wildling chicken it meant a new place to explore and a new lookout.

Nova is the character of the garden, although super tiny she has the biggest personality.

She brings such happiness to me with her antics and her inquisitiveness, always the first of my little chicken family to come and check out what is going on, she appears to be fearless, nothing appears too intimidating for her.

The other chickens and Aslan the rooster will often stand observing her, none though share her exploring nature. Often Aslan will coo to her to try and get her attention, attempting to get her back to the ground, I am not sure that he is happy about some of the places she gets up on.

The longer I keep chickens in the garden the more I see how incredibly intelligent and loving these gentle little birds are, how each and every one of the chickens I have had the pleasure of homing is an individual, each has a different tone to its voice, each its own unique quirks.......

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Beautiful Banjo definitely one of the most loving and precious souls on this planet.... 

Mornings Are......

 Mornings are my absolute favourite time of each and every day.

More often than not I wake long before the sun begins to rise, I adore the silence as the world still sleeps and it always brings a deep sense of peace as I sit in the garden coffee mug in hand giving silent gratitude for the beauty that surrounds me.

For the bounty of life I see.

When the sky is painted such delicate hues mornings really do hold a sense of wonder, a magical quality that infuses the softness I am viewing straight into my heart.

Some mornings the air is filled with the excitement of birdsong as all the native birds begin to wake singing their greeting to a new day, sometimes not a tweet is heard, it's these days that I am in total awe of how magnificent nature is. 

As clouds drift lazily across the sky and the sun inches closer to the horizon another day begins.

Always a chore to take myself inside to get ready to leave the cottage on work days, I am so comfortable here in my own tiny realm of natural peace......

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The Art Of....

 The art of relaxation is something cats do perfectly, especially on a cold winter's day when the fire is on.

Many people see a cat as simply a cat, not seeing the soul within.

They do not view them as a sentient being who like humans have a soul and a personality, most simply get a cat and that is as far as it goes.

Derogatory names are flung at humans like myself who like to live with more than one feline, crazy cat lady being the most common bandied about. 

Although I find this term rather childish it also indicated the level of intelligence of the people who cannot see the soul of another being who wears a different skin to that of the human.

Cats are my chosen housemates for a reason, they are incredibly loving, extremely open to the energies of not only other humans who visit my cottage, but also to the unseen world that surrounds us, unlike the majority of humans cats like dogs sense and see so much more than the average human.

My three like their predecessors Spirit, Princess Pixie and Tarmie who found their way to live with me are such a blessing to have in my life, they have all given to me what no human ever has, unconditional love.

Preferring the company of animals to humans all of my life I have seen first hand how intelligent and aware cats are. 

Over the years all of my kitty companions have read people who entered their home and if they did not like the energy radiating from the human in front of them they would not engage in even the smallest sign of acknowledging their presence, instead they would ignore these people and not come out until after the person had left their home.

In all cases where the cats ignored these humans visitors they were right from the get go, me being a mere human would also feel these uneasy energies, but would give these people a chance to be in my life, yet each time the cats were correct, these humans were not compatible to me.

Each of my cats has a quirky personality and their own funny ways, like humans each is an individual, even in slumber their personalities shine through.

Miss Bear likes to strike a pose as she sleeps, stretching out by the warm fire with her own wonderful way of sleeping.

Nala's favourite sleeping place at the moment is their toy basket, for some reason this has become her best sleeping place and she likes nothing better than to curl up here.

Charlie, well he is the funniest of the three, often sleeping in the weirdest positions and a cheeky look on his face.

Those who have not opened their hearts and their eyes to the realm of our animal companions, be they animals in their homes or the wildlife that surrounds us are truly missing out on a level of connection that can't be taught only felt in the deepest recesses of the heart.

Each creature that walks, slithers, swims or flies has a soul and a purpose, each has a right to live a life of safety and peace, free from harm neglect and cruelty.

Each has as much right to be here as the humans do, living their life their own unique way.

As I wake each day I am greeted by each of my cats in turn as I open my eyes, each will come to say good morning as I slowly wake, a purr and a cuddle is given and as I rise they all speak as I begin another day, love and playfulness ooze within the walls of my humble home, antics bring laughter and joy.

Three waiting faces pressed against the front window whenever my car pulls into the driveway always greet me, and when entering the cottage a vocal chorus of meows is heard, their human is home, all is well in their realm.

Seeing the way that Miss Bear and Charlie are interacting with the singing bowl is another indication of how aware they are, as soon as it is activated and begins to hum these two come running to stick their heads into the bowl and simply allow the healing tones to cascade over them.

Walking the world as I do has often brought a lot of criticism from those who don't understand my way with the natural world, yet without my soul connections to these beautiful creatures who live with me and around me I know that my life would not be as fulfilled as it is........

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Celebrating......

 Celebrating 21,900 sunrises here on Earth living this human life as Gemel on the 16th of June was a day of truly beautiful reflections of all I have in my life, what I have achieved and of how I am loved.

What a blessing it was to reach this milestone and to wake feeling so embraced by love and to be able to see that although this human story has seen it's share of pain, suffering and many many challenges along the way, I was so utterly grateful for making to this day.

So many lose their lives before reaching this point in their life story, so to be able to wake on this day and realise how blessed I am was a gift all in itself, I was so vitally alive, healthy and shining.

A gift of a Tibetan singing bowl from my beautiful son had me lost for words, tears streaming down my face as I opened the box and saw this beautiful bowl, such a precious gift from one heart to another.

With the Buddha feet etched into the middle of the bowl for protection, the Om prayer etched around the inside, and the flower of life on the bottom of the bowl this singing bowl is one of a kind, and I was humbled to receive such a precious gift.

My son is my best friend and the one held closet to my heart, his love so intensely pure, his support as I waded through all that kept me stuck a blessing no words can convey.

A gift of two pieces of flint and some rare pyrite so that I will be able to light my own ceremonial fires without the aid of manmade things such as matches or lighters, this gift also rendered me speechless.

These from someone who knows me so well and has shared my remarkable journey of deep healing, together both of us have supported each other as we each saw the beauty of the other reflecting back at us showing each of us our own strength beauty and courage.

My circle of family and friends is so very small and so intimate, those who share my life are those who see my light, my heart and the being I truly am.

A weekend of celebrations, and a time of great awakenings made this time all the more special, and again the weekend opened my heart to place I had long since shut down, and the most spectacular thing of all was to acknowledge that all my walls were not only down, but completely gone.

For me living a human story is not as it is for millions of people, it is not about work being my purpose, it is not about money being what drives me, it is about unravelling the layers of past experiences being peeled away so that I may live this human life as authentically as I am able.

It is about knowing that I am not what has happened to me, sure we all have experiences that have happened to us, we have all done things we are not proud of, yet they do not define who we truly are.

Being reconnected with five beautiful souls who I shut out when the weight of the past overtook my life story has been the greatest gift of this life I lead.

I was able to see that out of all the people I had ever met during my life story these amazing five were the ones who truly ever saw the real me hiding behind the pain and stories of the past.

Going back cap in hand just over a year ago was a huge step for me to undertake, to acknowledge my mistakes and to state my forgiveness and to pray that it wasn't too late to reclaim the friendship that had been offered.

Gratitude for the openness and love from these beautiful souls is a daily occurance in my realm, for since that first moment of reconnection a year ago my life has been one of true unconditional love and friendship, of magic and wonder.

These people see me, not just the outward expression of who I am, they see the light within my soul, they nurture and love me in a way that until a year ago I would not have thought possible.

People come and go during our journey through life, sometimes you do not realise how important some of these people are until you lose them. Sometimes those that love us the most will step back and allow us to wallow in the depths of darkness for they know that it may take time but you will find your way back out of the darkness and into the light once again.

As music fills my heart and love fills my soul I wake each morning in deep gratitude for all I have, for the humble life I lead, for my gift of deep healing, for my ability to see the magic and wonder that surrounds me in my personal  sacred garden of healing and life, and for the love of the few incredible souls in this world who always saw who I truly was and for the gift of each new dawn as I wake to continue walking this Earth being Gemel.......

A Crackling Fire........

 A crackling fire and three contented felines, well two contented felines!

Charlie decided that a spot of playing was a better idea.

After disturbing Bear waking her from a sound sleep he then tried to get her to engage into playing with him, not a chance and she was not impressed!

Warm fire means snuggling and sleeping for Miss Bear

Moving on to an equally relaxed Nala he soon realised that she was having none it either, both girls simply wanted to sleep resting in the warmth of a cosy fire..........

Exploring.......

 Exploring their cat run Miss Bear, Charlie and Nala were not as enthusiastic as I had thought.

They lasted ten minutes the first time, clearly distraught if I was not in with them, and cried and cried until I took them in one by one and once inside again they settled down quickly after their ordeal.

Over the last couple of weeks they have stayed out longer and longer, with lasting a whole two hours on Monday and Tuesday. 

Nala is the most unsettled, she will climb up the sides and cry until I rescue her and take her in to the safety of the cottage.

Miss Bear is the one who has settled the most, she will stay out alone after Charlie has too gone inside.

Slowly they will settle into outside time without their leads, and time together as well instead of being taken out one by one.

They already know the routine, harnesses on mean that they are going out, and they line up and patiently allowing me to get their harnesses on. 

There is so much for them to see, new smells and grass to eat and the earth to roll on, but like anything it takes time, and time is something I have an abundance of.......