oh boy.
oh boy. oh boy.
twelve months have almost passed since i last wrote.
twelve months.
these past months i have done many things other than write. many things. lots of dishes. laundry. vacuuming. (what a weird word that is.) i have done lots of crying and lots of healing. thanks to plant spirit medicine i have shed some of what i do not need. i have experienced lots of loving. i have watched my children continue to grow. boom. my oldest daughter has bigger feet than me. boom. both my children are in school all day.
i have experienced a lot of kissing these last twelve months. more kissing than vacuuming. which means there was a lot a lot of kissing going on (cause i really like vacuuming). lots of exquisite kissing. i have thought that maybe i should just post two pairs of lips touching so you would know where i was. but really that wouldn’t have done justice to the complexity of my year (or my days). you might think it was all roses. or dahlias. or cosmos. or green juice. or striped yoga pants. or you might think that i was only having the most incredible orgasms i have ever had. (i think i will write a whole post about that soon!) you might even think my year was spent lying on a beach in a bikini. but that just wouldn’t be true.
this year has been about beginning again. which is another way of saying that i have been learning to trust. i have been letting a man love me. sometimes this has been so easy and sometimes it has been so damn hard. i have been letting myself really love him. this too has been both sweet and simple and excruciating. beginning again is another way of saying that i’m teaching my heart to become un-broken. or maybe i’m not the teacher here. perhaps the plant spirits, my children, and my new partner are my great teachers.
perhaps i am “writing” a new story. my love story. and maybe i don’t need to write it alone. maybe i’m learning that we write together. or as my partner might say: “what are we going to dream into being?” what are we going to co-create?
i’m not sure what has stopped me from writing here. if i have time to scroll facebook….. i have time to write.
i decided to begin again. right now. i am grateful that i can.
can you almost see me press the publish button? just after you watch me spell check!
and after i find that photo i wanted to show you!
love and new beginnings chantalle xo
beinglovely 
this brought me to tears of sadness and happiness and hope all at once… and own broken heart just warmed up a little and perked up her ears… thank you for sharing dear chantalle xo!! (and yes to that post about orgasms!)
ahhhhhhhhh. life is full of tears and laughter. a mix don’t you find? i am glad that i gave you some hope. may your own broken heart warm and warm and warm. and i’ll write that orgasm post soon!
Amazing post. New beginnings. Such a sweet place to be dreaming things into being… Oh powerful spirit that you are.
oh. thank you so much Mary-Kate. i will breath some of your love into my spirit!
Wonderfully wise.
ah. thank you lisa! xo
“what are we going to dream into being?” what are we going to co-create?
Wise pair, you and your partner.
Glad you’ve been living & now you’re moved to share it, here!
courage of the heart …
An infusion into my life.
Blessings on your beautiful journey …
Deb
p.s. great photo, its says so much to me
hi deb!
so much love to you!!!!!!!!
so nice to hear from you.
have are you?????
Ah, December 1st. Can you believe it!
Life is full, rich and varied. Different pageant each day.
Read Anita Moorjani’s book, which transported me some.
Doing TTouch again this fall, with four-legged friends, which fills me right up.
So cool you like vacuuming … I prefer sweeping. Especially in a barn!
Relationship’s going on 10 years. We’ve really just got it started it this year … It’s been quite a ride. A bit like Mine Buster at Wonderland where you can see out to what used to be the countryside. Beautiful, fun, thrilling, scary, bumpy and so much more …
How’s that for life in a nutshell!
Thanks for sending all that love this way.
Warms me like sunshine, Deb 😉