The real adventure is the adventure of the heart!
Our one year anniversary of moving to Australia has passed and this time last year Reeif had been released from quarantine and we had journeyed to Byron Bay. Completely unaware of what was ahead we just put one foot in front of the other. And one year later the adventure clearly was less of sight seeing, snake encounters and tripping around the countryside and more about the inward adventure into the heart.
I always day dreamed as I sat at my desk job of having time, I had clear intentions of exactly what I would do if i had time. Well, my dream of time has come true and it looked very different than i had expected. The photography business i dreamed of which would compliment a baby perfectly has not even hit lift off. However, for the past year I have been practicing being still while not knowing what is next. This was a new experience for the Capricorn always planning what is around the next corner. Being still, for you city peeps means long daily walks on the beach, researching and preparing nourishing food, caring for my loves and the students who flowed in and out of our door, growing seedlings and planting plants in the garden. I adjusted quite well...too well in Shortys opinion as she rushes off to building Buzz Buzzz.
The majority of the time shifted quickly just 3 months after we settled into our home at 15 Bangalow Road in Byron Bay. Just as the wire was nearly complete on the chicken coop and the garden was planted Jamie, shortys brother, was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer. Our free time immediately shifted to include 2 weekly trips to Brisbane with 2 days recovery with each visit. My inward journey went on hiatus and I immediately shifted to carer. Through Jamies journey with lung cancer he got better then worse then better then worse and just as we thought we made our last emergency trip to Brisbane he is sick again.
Mr Brown's advancing Alzheimer was no longer the family focus although no one could ignore Mr. brown pouring tea on his sandwich and into the creamer and talking about some 'Sheila' that walked up the hill and was going to off herself! For us Mr. Brown is a source of laughter, at the moment.
When the moments arrived again to be still I jumped in and increased my meditation and yoga. I spent time with a Yogi/healer who has been trained by shamans in Peru over the past 12 years. While working with him I am awakening my pheonix and looking into the shadows, which we all have and few dare to shine light on. It became clear to me that this is my real adventure; to allow the universe to provide me the guidance along my path here on earth to face the shadows and bring them into the light allowing my best and highest self to be present always. This is the adventure into the heart.
I always day dreamed as I sat at my desk job of having time, I had clear intentions of exactly what I would do if i had time. Well, my dream of time has come true and it looked very different than i had expected. The photography business i dreamed of which would compliment a baby perfectly has not even hit lift off. However, for the past year I have been practicing being still while not knowing what is next. This was a new experience for the Capricorn always planning what is around the next corner. Being still, for you city peeps means long daily walks on the beach, researching and preparing nourishing food, caring for my loves and the students who flowed in and out of our door, growing seedlings and planting plants in the garden. I adjusted quite well...too well in Shortys opinion as she rushes off to building Buzz Buzzz.
The majority of the time shifted quickly just 3 months after we settled into our home at 15 Bangalow Road in Byron Bay. Just as the wire was nearly complete on the chicken coop and the garden was planted Jamie, shortys brother, was diagnosed with advanced lung cancer. Our free time immediately shifted to include 2 weekly trips to Brisbane with 2 days recovery with each visit. My inward journey went on hiatus and I immediately shifted to carer. Through Jamies journey with lung cancer he got better then worse then better then worse and just as we thought we made our last emergency trip to Brisbane he is sick again.
Mr Brown's advancing Alzheimer was no longer the family focus although no one could ignore Mr. brown pouring tea on his sandwich and into the creamer and talking about some 'Sheila' that walked up the hill and was going to off herself! For us Mr. Brown is a source of laughter, at the moment.
When the moments arrived again to be still I jumped in and increased my meditation and yoga. I spent time with a Yogi/healer who has been trained by shamans in Peru over the past 12 years. While working with him I am awakening my pheonix and looking into the shadows, which we all have and few dare to shine light on. It became clear to me that this is my real adventure; to allow the universe to provide me the guidance along my path here on earth to face the shadows and bring them into the light allowing my best and highest self to be present always. This is the adventure into the heart.
