the past few days in my life & a little look at a World Heritage area, where I live.

I made beef and vegetable soup on the weekend.. being lucky enough to be able to add some celery and parsley from my own garden..It has been quite cold in Woodford the past few days.. although, my friend Marion says the garden isn't showing it..there are things blooming right now that shouldn't be..

striped woollen tights keep my legs warm in winter! I love colourdutch husband and I went on a ride on Sunday.. it was cold in the morning and I was wondering if I was insane going out on the bike.. but lots of warm clothing and off we went.. lunch at a local pub then back home.

yesterday after I finished my housework, I took myself off for a walk. To a place that is called Olympian Rock.. have no idea why and I wish I knew the Aboriginal name for it.

when I started my walk, I looked out over the trees and this is what greeted me
starting off down the bush trackmost walks in the mountains are along tracks like this.. some are fenced because they go along the cliff edge.

and down quite a few stairs..walking past lots of native shrubs and bushes that are alive with the native birds, all enjoying the sunshine and nectar from blossoms.. our native plants bloom nearly all year round.. they are hardy to cope with the extreme cold and winds that gush up from the valley below.

this land is full of wisdom. You can hear the heart beat of Gaia
when I sit in places like this, the desire to travel to Cornwall disappears. this is home... someone said recently that Earths wisdom runs close to the surface in Cornwall.. it is the same here.. there is an ancient wisdom that seeps into my soul.. I absorb it and I love it.

on the left in the rock wall, I saw the face of the Goddess, carved by Mother Nature in her turbulent times.. wind and rain
I sat in a yoga pose, absorbing healing energy from Earth. feeling the deep wisdom that is part of this land.. 'seeing' my Aboriginal guide with me
pictures just do not describe how this place feels. a deep deep wisdom seeps from the rocks. a still-ness and an aura hang in the air.. not even the sound of distant voices or a plane flying over disrupts this aura.. a bird flys way below in the valley... at one with Gaia. Just like I wish to feel. I want to feel as if I am one.. I Know that I am, but I want to feel that I am. That will come.

my anger has gone.. writing my story and voicing my feelings has helped me tremendously, there are still more words to come.. but I feel that I have turned a corner. I am beginning to replace anger with acceptance. I can't change what happened, so I grow with it. As I heal, the longing to travel to Cornwall is diminishing too.. I don't have the urgency to go to Cornwall to connect with the ancestors.. they are with me wherever i am. I know that now. I feel that Laura is happy that I am making peace with all that has happened.. as I make my peace, I also help her make hers.

as I walked back, the flowers were bright.. encouraging me on my way... I love my home. I am part of this wild, wise ancient land.