Feeding The Fire Within

I sat and thought long and hard this morning about ways in which we can enrich our lives in these times of scarcity. After all, we’re in it for the long haul and simply have no choice but to find ways during the hard times to keep our hearts uplifted in order that we may live our lives to the fullest.

Retail therapy was fine while it lasted but did you not feel that for every acquisition, the joy was all so brief, leaving once again a hole that needed to be filled by something else?

So my question is this, exactly how do you nourish your soul? What is it that gives you the motivation to get up and go with a spring in your step and a big wowee at the start of the day?

I would like to share with you some of the ways I feed my own soul in own in order to keep my inner fire alive and well and ready for anything.

BEING CREATIVE - GO FOR IT!!

WAND MAKING
I have a strange fascination for picking up twigs. Sometimes I accidentally trip on them while I’m out walking in the woods, sometimes I just see one and it sparkles at me, often its because I’ve had a calling that its time to join the crystal with the wood and create some magic!! Mostly that’s the reason. I always have someone in mind when I create a wand. A lot of love goes into the hours spent with a rough bit of sandpaper on the porch steps until I see the spirit of the twig starting to wake up. It also takes a long time to find the right crystal for that twig spirit. It has to be the right one. Usually a crystal will call me and I know that its telling me that its time for magic now. Strangely some of the wands I’ve made have actually called out a name as I’ve joined them together. As usually is the way, the name it gives opens up yet another magic box of learning. I like to adorn them with ribbons and beads and special stones with holes in that I pick up from the beach.. wogle stones my dad always calls them. I like to put feathers on them too, it all goes into the spirit of wand making. Really its all about creating something with love and joy that you hope that someone else will either find healing with or find strength and power from. I also like to rub some special oils into them, again it all goes into the spirit of creating something and giving it life. I like to meditate with mine. I am experimenting, trying to see if I can capture the pure open hearted unconditional love that is found when the heart is open during meditation and channel that into the wand for healing. Not having much success yet but am in early stages.

WRITING
I love to write. I have always loved to write. Actually that’s a lie. I hate filling out forms, tire of writing all those serious red tape letters that sit on the shelf crying for attention. I do however, love to write creatively. There is something about letting your heart connect directly with your hand that seems to be able to totally bypass any logic in the brain therefore letting the subconscious run riot and have the wildest fun in its life. It’s the best method I have found yet in opening the channel to your heart and letting whatever emotions have been stored away gathering dust, long pushed down and avoided, rise to the surface, with no restrictions. Its often hard within the daily play of life to be able to fully express ourselves and our deepest fears without the misunderstandings that sometimes accompanies human communication resulting in stagnant negative energy, which if left to accumulate leaves us feeling a bit in the dead zone. My advice, if you feel the inclination, get your pen out and go with the flow. You’ll be amazed at what you find inside and better able to deal with the world when you get to know yourself a bit better. Of course, this also applies to anything creative that you find to be a joy whether it’s painting, making music, gardening, anything that sparks that inner flame. Being creative isn’t about being a perfectionist at what you are doing but the enjoyment that is gained by doing something you truly enjoy. Share the results with others, even if it makes them laugh it will remind them of where their own creative talents lie hidden away

Finding the Joy in Nature

As a young girl, one of the things I enjoyed doing more than anything was playing in my grandfathers back garden. His garden was a joy; it was filled with colour and big enough to race around and lose myself in. This was my grandfathers passion and in turn, as a young girl, it also became my own. I would dance through his flower beds on a broom (which was of course my pretend horse)
fully unaware that forty years later I would be out working on a garden nursery in a beautiful location, still in fact dancing with my broom (which had now become a microphone stand for that wild rock child within). This joy never left me and as a result has constantly managed to help me retain the inner child that loves to play and has been my best teacher and guide. I have made some of the best and funniest friends in the frog world. And as for the birds, the best lessons in survival are found outside with them on a cold winter’s day. Just ask one of them, they’ll share with you their own secrets if you are quiet enough to listen.