So where to start?
Here's the thing: Spring is coming and I'm getting all powered up with thoughts and ideas and about 10 days ago I thought to myself,"Hey, I should blog this on Shapeshifting."
Then we got hit with WinterMalaise.04
Or, more specifically, Evie did. Major growing pains at night - or Restless Leg (thanks for the tip on that Carrie) or something. No sleep for any of us. I'm talking awake until 4am.
In the fleeting moments where I had lucidity and space for thinking about something other than staying awake and/or holding down a job, the things I'd been mentally chewing on went supernova and suddenly I felt as if I had a whole book to write, forget the blog post. But can I get to it? No. Not yet. And I'm having to be alright with that. Maybe even - gasp - mentally edit down that book to a few good blog posts.
So...nothing on Evie's blog because she's been suffering and to add insult to injury I packed her off to nursery today, dressed in red and reciting 'Xin Nian Kuai Le' and it's not new year until NEXT week. Put another fiver in the therapy jar. Last Friday I got pulled aside by the nursery owner because Evie had said a (not very) rude word at Circle Time. This week it'll be because of Parental Cultural Idiocy. Wicked \m/.
I got The Weekly Bean up on Wag Bark Love but my plans for cranking things up there have gone the way of everything else this past week.
And yet, I feel inspired by the lighter afternoons, the snowdrops, the rediscovered life in Charlie's eyes after his personal long, dark Winter and, just yesterday, by standing deep in the magic of a pine wood.
The tall trees all whispering the same language, all singing the same ancestral songs that I could hear only inside my head reminded me that I am small, my life is small, my worries are small. But the strength to be found in connection with the natural world is vast.
And that's a good place to end. I'll pick up right here when I can. So much more to say.
Happy Friday (,Saturday and Sunday)
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