you are sacred
Golden light stretches its gentle fingers over the pastures this morning as dew dances delightfully diamond like over the tall grass. The windows are still open with cool moisture streaking down, saturating wooden panes. The week begins as usual, with a list of to-do’s a mile long. Such is my life. Regardless of lists and things…
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The winds are changing a bit here on the homestead. Shifting from the North, beginning to gently whisper warmth from the South. Soon we will be planting. I have been preparing for this beautiful abundant new season for months. There is soil to tend to, and perhaps spring babes, if we are lucky. There are…
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Yesterday was a big day for me. One I had been planning and preparing for. It was the culmination of my hearts desire and my soul’s work, both coming together quite beautifully. Amazing what happens when you trust your inner guidance. When you listen to the answers to prayers whispered. There is an opportunity for…
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I believe in Miracles Miracles happen when we open to them. God wants us to be whole, holy. He calls us to him, he uplifts, he heals. He sends Angels to hold our hands to witness our becoming, to gently guide us into alignment. All of creation sings our birth song. Calling us to our…
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I have often wondered when we have traveled down roads, what it must have felt like to be a pioneer in the days of new territories and lands undiscovered, wagons and horses, families, and critters all traveling together into the unknown promises of it all. They packed it all up, gave away the extras, made provisions for people…
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Sunshine dances across diamond dunes outside the homestead kitchen window. Late afternoon stretches across shadows as light plays fairy-like ascending into ether. Sparkling crisp breezes call my soul out of doors, while my mind and body tend to the bread rising and baking in the oven. Comforting wisps of fragrant ferment permeate the air and tickle nostrils, reminding me to…
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Gently, slowly, softly, light diffuses particulate through snow filters, allowing it to gently recede into stillness, into calm, into peace. Dark of night comes on gradually enveloping the homestead in soft, inky, reflected light. Midafternoon fades into eve, and all slows. Lighting candles brings me joy this time of the season. It’s as if in…
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The Sky broke Crimson in the evening, with wisps of golden light illuminating the pasture. Purple blooms glowed softly alongside brilliant gold, warm ivory, and a full spectrum of green played amongst the ground, whispering in the wind a gentle embrace rising up from the earth to cradle a tender heart. I knelt close…
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Perhaps it is the way the morning mist gently gave way to softly nudging light through the windows this morning that makes me pause reflective before diving into the week. It is the quiet of the morning hours as I watch chickens dutifully and tirelessly comb the lawn and gardens for tasty intruders, that I…
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We are coming to the end, if you can ever truly call it that, of our third year of homeschooling already. What I mean by that is, when you begin homeschooling the learning never really stops. It doesn’t come to an abrupt halt on any given day, there is a gentle learning that begins to…
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