The flubber of lips as a horse snorts,
The steadiness of cattle as they wait for feed,
The drone of cars in the distance, why are you there? I listen again, it’s more like the huge surge of an ever rolling wave, that’s better.
The bird of prey catching the thermal - he spends some time over me, my shadow long in the morning sun. He seems wonders about me then leaves to continue his search.
The muddy acorn leaves covered, wet, brown yet when you look, you see the different shades. You see the beauty in everything when you look again. The green of leaves with a shimmer of silver grey. Mystical.
The fallen tree creating a cave of magic at it’s base, uprooted, fallen, glorious. I soak up the strands of sun through the trees as I stand facing her in all her majesty.
The babbling brook racing water over pebbles, stones and creating soap like suds at the edge, a bottle caught between the rocks - the remnants of some irresponsible act or maybe the wind, either way it looks so out of place.
Then, suddenly something comes over me, this place, a rustle of leaves as the wind breezes through - magic is afoot here - nature in all her wonder sharing her wise ways with no need for us to interfere - adjusting and swaying, growing and dying, rejuvenating and regenerating when all around seems dead.
The cycles she knows oh so well and we have - in the main - chosen to forget. In this moment, there is a remembering.
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Life for me has always been about travel. I was lucky enough to spend lots of my childhood moving between the UK, South America and Bangladesh. When my mum died last year I made a promise to do as much travel as possible. Grabbing life with both hands as the grief bought me even closer to the reality that life is short and that procrastinating is a wasted action. The shock of losing her so quickly and so young really hit me hard. It hit us all hard. From that powerful set of emotions though, I had a choice, to let it overtake me or to sit up and pay attention. I chose the latter.
I've been spending a lot of this year getting my sh*t together. I've been doing some very powerful life coaching which has been transformational in how I feel about myself, defining what my dreams and goals are and cleaning up any mess.
I've stopped drinking alcohol on a regular basis. I went to my first drug/drink free festival in June and it was my favourite so far.
I don't want to be evangelical about this but the changes this journey has made in my life are beyond measure. I feel great.
The most important part of this process so far has been self-compassion and care. I've fallen in love with me, not in a selfish way but to really listen to my soul and knowing what I want and then being able to communicate it.
Honouring our promises to ourselves makes us proud, we believe in ourselves and that has a power that shines through.
This isn't a sales pitch but I do want to thank Handel Life coaching, specifically Elena Brower and Danielle Tridenti for guiding me, teaching me and supporting me as I move through this process. I am so happy to be me, my dreams are coming true, I'm healing on so many levels. What a great gift that is in itself.
What changes can you make in your life today, start with a small one, to help you feel proud of yourself?