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a journey of self discovery. You just never know what we might see. Is that a fairy ring under that rowan tree? Look! - a hedgewitch, I wonder what she is brewing in her cauldron today. Oh, and look at that poor menopausal soul, she needs our love & understanding. We may take a stop at the creativity school or a wander through the garden. And maybe, we will take the time machine back to the past! But wherever we go, we will always take time to stop for tea.

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here I am in a little cottage that evokes the energies of my ancestral lands - a cottage on the moors of Cornwall, or on the cliff tops of Ireland or Scotland. It has a hearth. I am a hedge witch {of sorts}. I wear upcycled clothes, patchouli oil and Redback boots. I am a gypsy; an eccentric and a mystic [I often live with a foot in two worlds]. I serve my guests, tea from an old silver teapot. I love Vervain, yarrow, chamomile & mint. Star watcher and Moon gazer. story cloth weaver. keeper of family dreams and wishes. good friend and creator of life. herbal tea drinker and potion maker.


"a friend is someone who knows all about you, and still likes you" my dear DAILY PARCELS

Saturday, September 16, 2006

my life today

a day in the life . . .
*I had a massage
* a filling fell out of my tooth and I have decided to go and get every single tooth fixed and maybe braces back on my bottom teeth as they have moved (great, now I have to face my fear of the dentist)
* I spoke to my mum on the phone
* I had an attack of menopausal melancholy
* I fell in love with nature all over again when I was in the garden
*I heard someone say that once you have cancer you are doomed ~ I felt like punching them
* I cursed at the neighbours gum tree as it had dropped branches all over my garden, snapping off bluebell heads
and
I realized that it is 100 days til Christmas

12 Comments:

Blogger Judypatooote said...

Hi Robyn;
I say punch them......my mother in law had cancer about 40 years ago, and she's still kick'n and my daddy lived 30 years after he had his arm removed with cancer....and both have lived good happy undoomed lives.....and I have no clue about bluegbell heads......lol

7:30 pm  
Blogger Lisa said...

Sounds like some sweet and some not-so-sweet. Ya must be doing something right. :) 100 days til Christmas? Unreal!

9:20 pm  
Blogger Alice said...

Surely you miscounted, Robyn? True. Yeah, I know, the days are fairly racing by.

You day has certainly been an emotional roller-coaster. I hope tomorrow is better.

9:43 pm  
Blogger Suzie Ridler said...

Taking care of your teeth is definitely a root chakra issue, one I have successfully avoided for almost a year! Good for you for taking on that challenge, that takes bravery and is an act of true self-love.

I fall in love with nature every day. It is what keeps me going.

11:56 pm  
Blogger Janet said...

I can understand the fear of dentists....me, too! And the menopause stuff...been there, done that, too. But you really stopped me with the 100 days 'til Christmas!! How could that happen? I'm not ready yet!! Yikes, I better get busy. I did notice some of the stores are already putting out their Christmas stuff. That's just too early!

12:57 am  
Blogger Carole Burant said...

You should have just gone back to bed after the massage! lol I'm petrified of the dentist...I always tell mine it's nothing personal but I really hate coming to "visit" him! lol That person should talk to all the cancer survivors out there!! What nerve to say such a thing! What a shame about your bluebells. Oh gosh, Christmas in 100 days?? Yesssss, I LOVE Christmas! lol Hugs xox

1:55 am  
Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

your say it like it is and that makes me smile with you and hug you too!

2:42 am  
Blogger Daisy Lupin said...

Yes, but at least you are in springtime and everything is pushing its way through the ground helped by the faeries who sing and comfort the plant as it breaks through into the air. Don't forget to spring clean your fairyhouse to encourage the garden faeries to help your garden grow.xx

3:11 am  
Blogger Sharon said...

Thanks for the reminder about Christmas....Years ago I use to have all the shoping finished by the middle of summer. And this year I have not even started yet........

4:31 am  
Blogger paris parfait said...

Good for you for tackling the dental issues. I have put off things until I get back from Spain - I hate the dentist too! As for that silly person who made that ridiculous remark - bah, humbug! xo

4:39 am  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I really think surviving or not cancer has a whole lot to do with will power. My grandmother was diagnosed when I was pg with my youngest daughter. She was so bad they did not even finish the surgery just closed her up and sent her home to die. We were told she would never live long enough to see my new baby. When did she die, right before my baby turned 15 at the age of 73.
Only 100 more days until Christmas? Do you hear me screaming. Well I am.

10:48 am  
Blogger Rosa said...

You had to mention that dreaded word "dentist!" I too need to get in and have my teeth check over. Ew. Poor little bluebell heads. Curse that gum tree!! xoxo

3:23 pm  

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