To celebrate Mother’s Day this Sunday in the UK (11th March), here is my poem about the ultimate icon of motherhood. You may call her Divine Mother, Goddess energy, Mother Mary, Earth Spirit and so on. To all the mothers out there (fur kids are included!), let’s celebrate the wonderful job we do in caring for our children; to all the children out there, do not forget to be thankful and spare a thought for those children in the world who are enduring terrible circumstances at the moment (bombings in Syria, terrorist atrocities all over the world, hunger, abuse of any kind). Be grateful for each and every blessing we have in our lives and be kind to each other. Amen. With much love, Anita.❤ 🙏
She moves in tune With the wind Unseen by human eyes. Her delicate veil An endless trail Of fairy-soft steps Encircling the Earth. Her breath is an Angel’s kiss Light as the morning mist Caressing the skyline. Her dance a melodic harmony Of light and form. Earth Spirit rejoices In this glorious morn. She is maiden and mother Sister and friend Belonging to no-one and all. Taste her in the air After rainfall. See her in the forest Flitting to and fro. Hear her song In the waterfall at dusk When creatures Large and small Congress to heed her call. Earth Spirit breathes calm Over all. Earth Spirit breathes calm On us all. She breathes for us all.
February 17th 2018 is Random Acts of Kindness Day! For something a little different, my offering to you today is 3 ways to show kindness to the animal kingdom. Many people believe that before we incarnated as humans, we spent many other incarnations as lower forms of life, including mineral and animal, so let’s remember to be kind to our animal friends today and every day. Here are some easy ways to make a difference:
Commit to buying only free range eggs.
They are much tastier and the conditions in which the chickens are housed are much healthier and kinder than being cooped up in tiny cages in a warehouse-sized shed with thousands of other chickens, never seeing the light of day and with no room to stretch their feathers. Not a good existence. Free range chickens on the other hand are allowed to roam free outdoors during the day and feed on a varied diet. The welfare of our animals is becoming more important to us as consumers. Yes, free range eggs are more expensive but this is an ethical choice you can make to cherish and empathise with all life on Earth.
Take children to see animals in their natural environment.
Please don’t take children to zoos. Wouldn’t it be kinder to show children/grandchildren that animals are not meant for our entertainment. They should be allowed to roam free in their natural environment where ever possible (although I do understand that some species are endangered and a few of the larger zoos carry out vital conservation work). Instead, take children to the park to see the ducks in the pond, or go seal watching on a remote beach while on holiday. Take part in a nature survey online, counting the birds that appear in your garden, and so on.
Buy bars of soap
You know Grannie wasn’t all wrong. Good ‘old-fashioned’ bars of soap are now experiencing an upsurge in popularity. The newer versions are free from parabens (chemical preservatives which have hormone-disrupting properties) and SLS (sodium lauryl sulfate – a foaming agent, also xeno-estrogenic). Make sure the soap you buy doesn’t contain these unnecessary chemicals. If you can’t find these in supermarkets, you can buy them online. Try beautynaturals.com or hollandandbarratt.com for starters.
Also, watch out for packaging. In an effort to cut down on unnecessary plastic packaging, I ordered some eco bars of soap from Faith in Nature instead of my usual liquid hand soap in plastic containers, only to find that the soap arrived wrapped in plastic. Aagh! Try a bamboo soap dish instead of a plastic one.
I hope these suggestions have been thought-provoking. Have a wonderful day! Anita.☺
Sometimes we all just need a reminder of what love is in all its aspects: kind thoughts, acts and words; respect for each other; tolerance of differences; support through life’s challenges; understanding; humility to admit our mistakes; and so on. The Feast of St. Valentine’s on 14th February each year reminds us to cherish our loved ones, not just our partner, but siblings, parents, friends, members of church or social groupings etc. Have a wonderful day! Anita.
“Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom”, Marcel Proust.
This is an article of mine which was recently published in Fibromyalgia Magazine (Feb 2018). In it, I put forward the idea that even (and especially) if we have a chronic health condition, it is important that we become ‘gardeners who make the souls of others blossom’! Here’s the pdf file of the article.
image used with thanks from ‘natureworks’ at Pixabay.
While Winter winds her lazy path around the natural world, blue skies arrive, peppered with skytrails. Ground which is frozen and flooded, and every stage in between, where morning bird-song takes place in the dark, resilient shoots begin to appear. They make their hazardous journey from the warmth and safety of the earth to spread their fingers finally touching air, vibrating with the prospect of new life – at the will and whim of the all-powerful Sun!
little seedlings in my garden
I planted these spring bulbs in late November to act as a mood enhancer for Winter should depression decide to lay its heavy blanket around me. No low mood has assailed me I’m happy to say, and I’m delighted to see the progress of these little plants as they reach skyward to find the gently warming sun.
Where I live in Scotland, we lie on the same lines of latitude (56-59N) as the southern tip of Alaska and Hudson Bay as well as great swathes of Russia. We are much, much closer to the Arctic Circle (66N) than to the Equator. That said, our climate is soothed in equal part by the Atlantic ocean currents and the powerful jet stream which carry warmth and (lots of!) precipitation our way. So, we may lag behind other parts of the world in welcoming Spring’s arrival, but in my mind’s eye, I’m stringing out the bunting and peering through the glass each day as Winter’s icy grip releases little by little, to eventually pass us by.
And how will I know that it’s Spring? Well, the daffodils will nod their heads at me as I gaze; the bluebells will cry out to me a longing for Summer; the crocus – in a myriad of colours – will burst open, exuberantly proclaiming the passing of the season.