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A country girls dream

Today I watched my ponies from within my cosy tack room and all felt well with the world once more. Safety is a warming feeling we get within our very soul, yet it can so easily be stripped away from us when something untoward happens . . . today,  my meadowcat sits beside me, snuggled upon his chair, occasionally looking up with an affectionate gaze for a soft head scratch from my obliging hand, reminding me that all is well and good here. Simply trust it.

Every so often the ponies catch sight of me and their ears twitch in my direction, followed by a soft, snorting chuckle in acknowledgment to my presence.

 It is cold outside and our meadow is loosing it’s warm summer glow, replaced by fallen leaves which carpet the ground, and bare patches forming in the branches of the ash, field maple and hazel trees.

The view of woodland beyond is golden and brown and the footpath is showing patches of mud and puddles for jumping in - or trotting through if the ponies decide a quick pace is in…

A special place . . .

There is very little it seems that is not made better by a stroll in nature, a moment's breathing space in the countryside, where time stands still and the hustle and bustle of life fades into the birdsong.  Shimmering falling leaves spin to the ground, and the seasons changing rhythm carefully encourages you to dance along with it. The mornings are crisp. The nights dark and cold. But the sunsets are something special and the sunrises beautifully uplifiting to our tired souls. 
Early morings in the meadow, hot coffee in chilly hands, warm pony snuggles and kitty paws jumping onto my lap . . . To me, this is precious wrapped in a pretty box just for me.
 It seems whatever is going on in my mind or outside of it, coming back to my sanctuary, the little pocket of wildflowers now forlorn, my hazel tree, sheltering field maple and trusty river jetty - these natural beauties in the meadow I call my second home, are the best therapy anyone could hope for. 
Everything is made better her…

Chapter 10 ~ Sweet self belief in October

Isn't it amazing how just like that, Autumn begins to take it's rightful place. October greets us with conkers, falling leaves and fluffy pony coats, and then we whisper farewell to the transitional month that is September.
There is a gentle force at work which turns the seasons round each year . . . Greenery fades away, mud surfaces and all the pretty colours of summer transform to orange,  gold and brown.
We often change our colours too at this time of year. That need for warmth and cosiness takes hold; slow and steady is needed now, not staying up with the sunlight way into the late evening.  Our clothes soften from bright and sun kissed to eathy and snuggly. And so, October moves us into Autumn with a swift yet gentle awakening.  
The little lamp at my bedside table goes on that bit earlier now, filling my room with those warming Autumn colours we all adore so much. I come in from my little world of fading green and muddy boots, residue from Meadow life, and am comfor…

A muddle of dreams come true

' I believe that animals listen and speak to us if we only have the ear for it. That's how we learn to look after them. ' 
~ Cinderella ~  2015 film 

' We don't whisper things to horses, we just listen to them. ' 
~ Heartland ~ 

' The secret to talking is listening '
~ We bought a zoo ~ 

' Horses can sense your heart beat. It speaks to them and they can read it's rhythm beating back '
~ Author unknown ~ 

My life is closely entwinned with animals. And just recently they have filled up my hands aswell as my heart.

It is in these moments that my little blog here becomes a little quiet. And it is these moments, when reflection sets in . . .yet,

When I doubt myself, I find someone kind has left a lovely comment quite unexpectedly on my blog pages. . .

When I'm unsure of something, I find a blog pop up on my feed that is so reasurring, I know longer feel like I'm quite so different or alone in a small way with a matter.

And, so lovely of …

Favourite simple moments ~


Opening up - a written life in nature

Sometimes it's good to look back and smile - and sometimes it's lovely to share with those who understand . . .

My life in nature

My passion and venture

Snippets of my journey
Taking back my dreams 
Mental health and me

 *  It's always a little uneasy to share little bits of yourself, but this last year has taught me that the right people will understand and empathise. 
It's a good launch pad to remind yourself every so often of how far you've come. And I am discovering that the more you let others in, the more you find those who say 'me too' . . . 
So, I thought I'd open the pages to some of my journal entries from Bridie's Meadow.
I think we can all say how our blogs, no matter how big or small their place on the Internet maybe, are our own little escapes to delve into when ever we need to retreat. 
It's a therapy. It's a creative outlet. It's a hobby.  It's an open window into who you are and what we're feeling. 
It's openi…

Be gentle to yourself


Chapter 9 ~ September summer Diary

September summer, when the evenings darken sooner, the crisp air bites your skin as the sun goes down and golden touches of brown are present amongst the green tree leaves.

The ponies coats grow thicker, the mornings fresher as the freshly cut hay makes dust clouds across our meadow and the swallows are no where to be seen.

This summer everything has transformed in some shape or form. Change has come, but it's been good change. The sort that makes you feel grateful and excited. . . . .


I write outside so much more now, thanks to this summer time.

I did something for myself without doubt or question - I adopted a cat to live in the meadow, just because it felt right to me. It certainly was a kindness to my poor feral puss cat who needed someone too.

I am studying what I always dreamt of working towards.

I tackled some gardening in the meadow. Tending to the sweet peas and sunflowers and hanging baskets.

I re discovered painting.

I sought professional help for my OCD and Soci…

~ Animals, Anxiety and Awareness ~

Pictures can speak a thousand words.  My life consists of the beautiful joy that is animals and nature. Young me would be glad to know that everywhere I look, there is a precious creature of my own, staring back at me. 
To most of us, our animals and pets are so much more than just creatures we have around us day to day. They're instead cherished family members and  life long friends. 
This is why I am so fascinated by Animal Assisted Therapy. The power they have subconsciously to support us is so special and overwhelming at moments. Confidence to walk along the street can bloom by simply having a dog beside you. A cat who leaves a heavy weight at the end of your bed, can be so comforting on a restless night of worries. Horses are intuitive enough to sense our heartbeat. They know if we're relaxed and calm or not.
Do we speak to our animals as if they are people because we know, somehow, some way, that they do understand? They read us often better than we do ourselves. I don…

Beautiful things

I like to try and fill each corner of my life with something inspiring, hopeful and encouraging. That way, if worries turn up, life hits a steep hill to climb, or there is simply a bump in the road, I know I can look to something special in any direction and find comfort and courage staring back at me.
I am no stranger to hardship, yet I have often come across people who assume that because I wear a smile a lot, I am unaware of life's worries and pain and have thus been untouched by it's struggles. 
What is not acknowledged in those sad moments of judgement is that, I choose to see the light and not the dark, but that does not mean I am naive to it's presence. 
It's never easy to lift your thoughts up high, I am human and sometimes overwhelming times do creep up, and force me to work that bit harder to wear those sunlit spectacles. But, I can say, that in trusting the good and helpful emotions that run through each of us, many wonderful and beautiful things have come …

Living slowly ~

Amongst the wild flowers on an evening in the meadow. All is calm. All is still. 
Slow is the only way here. Living slowly,  mindfully and peacefully. 
Notice the birds songs and the occasional butterfly which lands by your side. 
Listen to the breeze gently tugging at the tree leaves. A pony swishes it's tail. Stamps a hoof and sighs.
Before long, the Robin appears in his cheerful way, watching you curiously with his turned head and tiny brown eyes. 
It's a simple life. A quiet life. It's a life I've tried for many years to make my reality.  Now it's here,  I am going to hang on to it with all my might. 

~ With love ~  Don't forget your dream, take care of it. 

Adventuring ~ Chapter 8 ~ August

~ Five thoughts for August ~
1. A new fresh and updated blog look for new adventures is always exciting!
2. I never thought I'd reach the moment where I could actually start my own business - remember slow and steady does it and have courage! 
3. Always make time for the things that make you come alive inside, even if it's a simple quiet moment with a coffee in cold hands.
4. It doesn't matter if you're a bit different from everyone else. Only you can walk your path in the way that's right for you. 
5. It's definitely not about waiting for the storm to pass - it's definitely about learning to dance in the rain - even if it is August turned Autumn! 

~ With love  ~

High above the chimney tops ~

Five steps to . . .

~ looking up ~

* Things become much clearer if you take a moment to simply look up at the sky for a while. Dreamy and fanciful it may sound, but there is something grounding and humbling about gazing above. 
* No matter how bleak things may feel, there is always someone, somewhere, who will scoop you up and help put you back together again. 
* Keep a dream in your pocket. Let it inspire you each day to work and strive to bring it out into the light. Your dream holds so much power. Don't let it's spark go out. 
* Be gentle on yourself as a rule, always. 
* Have a little faith. Faith in yourself. Faith in everything working out for the better. And Faith that there is a good chance that there is something above, always watching out for you.

Apply these all together and see what happens!
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Such little sweet joys

~ Slow evening river walks and sun touched wind swept hair ~ 
 ~ Floral pink cake to eat in the cooling summer air ~
~ Soft pony kisses ~ Manes flowing as we fly ~ sitting, watching tiny birds land next to you and I ~ 
~ Talking of our lovely plans. Taking each moment in our stride ~
~ So life's little joys, will never pass us by ~

With love for your weekend! 



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Simply because . . .

Simply because, if something is special to you, it's worth celebrating . . .  Simply because, if you give yourself a chance, you'll be amazed at what you can achieve . . . And, Simply because, life is supposed to be filled with more good than bad, more ups than downs, and more happiness than sadness . . .  Simply because, you matter!