Laundry – Back to My Roots

First rocks and now laundry…. Do you get a sense I have been in need for the simpler things in life?

The morning here is slightly overcast. The sun and the ocean marine layer are fighting with each other for space in the sky.  For now the marine layer wins out and the winds toss around a fine mist so gentle you wonder if it is mist at all.

Saturday morning laundry is one of the chores we did as children and it was one of my favorite ones.  I simply love laundry.  I love the idea of the dirty clothes going in and then coming out with that clean smell (all natural lavender and rosemary soap of course).   The aromatic smell of clean clothes awe…….

Today,  just like when I was a child I get to hang my laundry outside.  Back then, way back then I used to wait in anticipation for the washer to finish anxious to get the clothes on line. Today was that day, the one that took me back to those moments.

Try to imagine a breeze blowing off the ocean the shorebirds and seagulls calling out to one another, the winds rustling through the trees and me hanging sweet smelling laundry just like my mom taught me

I took my time hanging everything just right so that it would dry with that crisp outside feeling, wishing that I had more to wash, more to hang and more moments like this in my life.

I think if there is a heaven this moment, this feeling must be part of it,

Thank you for reading and being part of my journey

Catherine

 

 

 

Ocean Rocks- Relaxation Therapy

My fascination with ocean rocks may bore some, but can keep me fascinated for hours.

My attempt  at building  rock formations  fails  in comparison to most , but even my feeble attempts  bring me to a place of solace and calm as I  try to get one rock to connect to another. Teetering and close to falling but yet hanging on with a slight touch of my hand.

The elation when the rock structure holds and the big awe when they tumble down.

Searching for just the right rock in a seashore that is made up only of rocks is part the fun, just the right shape and size for the base of the structure, different weights and shapes, allow the minutes to pass over me like the waves hitting the shore. With each new find and new wave a little less stress and a lot more calm

I am amazed at how each rock holds a different colour , pattern or texture and how years and years of being tossed around in the salty ocean have formed what they have become and will become.

How different they look as the tide comes to take them away.  Now immersed in water their colours patterns and true personalities emerge.

Thousands and thousands of rocks each with their own story

And just as I finish my rock art,   a seal swims by, pops it head up to take a look at what I am convinced is admiration of my work

My therapy today
Thank you for reading as I journey through Life, Love and Laughter

Catherine

The Solo HIke

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Well it was more a walking/ hiking trail but it was certainly solo.

I much prefer NOT hiking alone but with everyone’s lives taking different twists and turns no one was available to come along so this one was on me

Hiking without a partner is different , it was less about enjoying the little things that most people miss on the trails, likes weird trees, snails and tree bark…. and more about self-awareness and positive affirmations

We are in bear country here and my only aversion to hiking alone is the Bears. With another human with you, you have someone to hide behind, someone to feed to them , someone to go get help while they are feeding on you and or simply someone to talk loudly with so you are not seen in the forests talking to yourself .

All kidding aside I believe in the law of attraction so I made a decision today to stop thinking of the Bears and to think only of cool, positive, self-supporting things.  Off we went on this short pretty shoreline / forest hike.

With no one to talk to I cranked up the music on my phone and opted to sing really loud. It was sort of liberating acting like I had the singing voice of an angel. And I can assure you no wild life would approach us after they heard my first few high notes. Even Maggie looked at me funny and I suspect I bit embarrassed.

I should have brought my heart monitor , I know my heart thumbing as I rounded each corner and I am not sure if the sweat coming off of me was due to hot flashes , the humidity or the adrenalin .

The longer I walked the more calm I became, perhaps the positive internal reinforcement was helping or it was John Denver singing Sweet Surrender https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDl8c5dtqdk   , but I started to see things around me, I started to see nature….

So my first solo hike with Maggie and me was not so bad. My choice is to always hike with my friend but I now know I can go alone if I need to

Thank you for reading and being part of the journey

Catherine

The Beginning

 

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I have had my personal blog site for a year . I had a fun logo created and just recently I had my logo and favorite saying tattooed on my arm . I figured it would provide inspiration or rather courage to begin.

So now just start ….. The thing is , with so many random thoughts clouding my mind I had no beginning  I kept thinking that I would have this grandiose start and so I waited for  it and waited for it.

Well nothing momentous happened today,  I just decided to just write, random thoughts, visions, dreams, up and downs all in the attempt to find my authentic life.   The one where I wake up and I feel just content with all things.

If you happen upon this blog perhaps through my journey to find Life, Love and Laughter you will find something for yourself

So today I begin  and  today I just write

Katie