The New Heartbeat Of Spring

Maori Sacred House, Te Papa Museum, Wellington, NZ.

 Just notes tonight .......  I've had a lovely day.....mostly in the company of dear friends in a warm kitchen......round a long table scattered with huge platters of fresh salads, roasted vegetables, quiches and coleslaw, nutty rice and wholemeal bread.......and much later, apple cinnamon crumble, chocolate beetroot cake, strawberries and banoffi pie. While the rain sploshes against the glass doors we weave in and out of conversations and exchange the moments and the stories......... and the nourishment of our lives and our loves.....

My husband is sleeping when I come home ( he took his first anti-depressant this morning).....I don't want to disturb him by hoovering so I make a batch of coconut flapjack instead......print off all his tax codes to send to the accountant.....have more nourishing conversation on the phone......and later when he wakes up we drive to our Deeksha Meditation group.....and for the first time sit with the curtains open......the sky still full of low light.....later marbled with pink and orange.

 And also for the first time I taste the new heartbeat of spring, the possibility of stepping into the river in the direction it's flowing......the taste of hope.....of purpose......buoyed up with this nourishing spiral of love...... blessing my life.