Tuesday, 30 May 2017

Moments amongst the blossom trees

They appeared one morning, pretty and pink

Floral touches everywhere in the meadow

Because everyone needs a special place to think

Walking in nature is a healer

Little feathered friends at coffee time

Ramshackle and rustic hanging baskets

Soft pony noses

Wildflowers growing side by side

In a world that can feel unstable, the meadow is a small, safe haven engulfed in rising cow parsley and hedge rows strewn with pink blossoms.

The wild flowers have reared their smiling faces and each morning as I climb the gate to tend to my horses, the wilderness of green has something new to discover within it.

In all honesty, I am a little lost anywhere else but the meadow where my beloved horses live. The rural bliss I call my second home and devote so much energy to each day, may just look like a couple of acres of earth to some, but to me it's a sanctuary. A place of my very own. I make the rules and plans whilst tending to the care and growth of everything within inside the fence. The little stable over looking the river is my office and amongst essential horse care products and gadgets, I have always enjoyed filling it with the touches that resemble a happy and comfortable home.

In an unsettled world it's lovely to have somewhere to go, which is one step out of my comfort zone of my family home . . . but near enough that panic does not take over.

Amongst the blossom trees, with my horses peacefully swishing their tails whilst tearing shreds of grass from their paddock, I can breathe, believe and enjoy a slower and steadier time, and hope that maybe one day, the rest of the world outside the meadow won't feel quite such a scary place.

With Love

Friday, 19 May 2017

A week of rainfall

Vintage bootsale treasures
Morning coffee moments
Blossom soaked in rain drops

The green and grey horizon beckoning adventure

A week of dreaming and planning, and dusting oneself off from worries and doubts. A week of steady paces, quiet comtemplation and discovering what works and what doesn't. A week of reflection and remembering that to grow is good, but to fit into the wrong box is not. A week of trusting that no matter what comes, there will always be something encouraging around the corner if we just have the confidence to look out for it, and listen to ourselves . . .

What has your week looked like? 



Friday, 12 May 2017

My Mental Health looks like . . .

~ Mental Health is Unique To Everyone Because We Are All Unique   

'Everyone's story matters'


My Social Anxiety looks like . . . sitting on the end of my bed staring into space while my mind goes over and over every social interaction the day has brought me.

My OCD looks like . . . struggling to leave my comfort zones until it feels right to do so. 

My Anxiety looks like . . . me asking for constant reassurance about how I should plan my day.


These are just a few little snippets through the open window of my mind. I have been well acquainted with Mental Health for most of my life, both as a sufferer and supporter to someone close who experiences a very severe psychotic mental illness. 

At first, I was terrified by all of it. Terrified of how my own mind was functioning - or not - as the case was, and terrified of watching someone you love lose their sense of reality and behave in ways that would unsettle even the calmest of souls. 

But as time passed, fear turns to accepting, accepting to greater understanding, until all you feel is compassion and a strong desire to fix it all and make it better. 

I think it's wonderful that people group together on Mental Health Awareness week. I think it's so special that people are now so aware and empathetic of the internal struggles many of us face on a daily basis. I think it's such a strong leap forward to acknowledge that Mental Health is just as important as our Physical Health.

It seems that the more sufferers and supporters stick together, the more we can hope and aim for better medical help, kind acceptance from those around us and best of all, a warming sense that no matter what we're going through, we are not alone . . . 


With love to everyone and anyone on Mental Health Awareness week Xxx

Wednesday, 3 May 2017

Chapter 5 ~ Darling May ~

It seems that May has begun with a wonderful quote to encourage, inspire and simply say
 ' yes it's okay, take some time.' 

When the bluebells light up every woodland, leaves radiate green, blossom's sparkle their soft pinky pastel shades as the sunlight sprays them with warmth . . .  what better time could there be for gathering a few precious moments of peace, than in Darling May when the buds are blooming. 

Although self care is widely chatted about, deeply essential to our well being, and wholeheartedly necessary from time to time, I wonder why there is still an element of 'guilt' or ' disgruntled attitude felt' towards anyone trying to save a little time for themselves?

I can only assume it's unhappiness on their part. Which is a shame, it really is,  because to function well for others, we must firstly function well for ourselves.

I am 'Mum' to three ponies and a dear friends horse - four beautiful equines relying on me for every one of their individual needs. It's a responsibility I never tire of, it's a commitment I am unshakably connected to. But as a rather small in stature person I have to ensure I don't over do it when tackling field chores in all weathers, putting up fencing in the pouring rain, and generally living the outdoorsy life of a horsy girl. 

Sometimes it's very healthy to check in with yourself and really get to the root of what it is your body needs to not just live, but thrive on. 

 As horses and family are the center of my world, I want to selflessly and honestly care for them all in the very best way I possibly can. If that means prioritising a few moments to some self care, I'm going to take note and give it a very good try. 

Beside the meadow river
Blue bell strewn pathways

I hope May offers you some peaceful chances for relaxing and re invigoration ~ 
 It's a positive chance to get well and rested ready for our summer just around the corner . . .

With love