Day 188..........wow-what a moon there was in the sky.

Day 188..........wow-what a moon there was in the sky.

3 Girls and 4 Suitcases.

Starting at the end of the day, Jen called downstairs that there was a magnificent moon up in the sky and Ali' and I were too snuggled up in our blankets to be bothered going up to see it. Quite rightly, Jen was a wee bit miffed at our seeming lack of interest and so I ran upstairs to see what turned out to definitely be one of the best moons that I have ever seen. It seemed to have huge beams extending from it and at one point it looked like there were several moons. WOAH.
So glad that I got out from under those blankets and I made such a din that Ali' came up to see it as well.
Note to Jen-Nag louder to get us to see cool stuff that you see.
I forgot to put in yesterdays blog that I had done some Bach teaching on Wednesday via skype. I am doing four consecutive Wednesdays, for an hour, to complete a Bach Level one that was started a very long time ago. I had to apologise for my overenthusiasm because I haven't taught for ages and I had forgotten how much I love teaching about the Bach flower remedies. I may need some Vervain before next weeks session.
Yesterday, I got confirmation of booking from the Gillis centre, for the retreat accommodation (follow-up from last years) and for the Islay Hall for August 15th which is going to be used for a Workshop full of healing, mindfulness, meditations, affirmations, gratitude, journaling, Bach and whatever else I can fit into it to help women to be their Authentic selves in the midst their role of being a mother, a daughter, or both. Boy, that was a big sentence.
'Seeing Clearly', the tentative title of my book seems to figure highly in my current consciousness and I know that it is linked to my being a mother and my being a daughter. Most of all I know that it relates to my seeing myself for who I truly am and not who I think I am supposed to be nor who I have been pretending to be.
I have had images popping into my head from the depths of my memories, from throughout my life and I think that it's a clearing process. Like some windscreen wiper is being used to clear my vision of all the obstructions that are keeping me from seeing clearly who I am and have always been.
That's a wee bit 'Deep' for in here, but c'est la vie.
On a lighter note, I had a wee huff to myself yesterday and it (again) relates to my learning about myself. Oops, here we go again.
I went through to make dinner at 6pm, to find that the dishwasher was still full from the overnight wash. I immediately went into poor-me mode, blaming Jen for not thinking to empty the dishwasher whilst all the while, I knew that if I had asked her to do it, she would have. BUT, temporarily, I railed at the injustice of having to ask. Why could she just not do it, knowing it would be helpful and that it needed done? Dishes piled on the counter and in the sink were clearly an indication of it needing done.
Reflecting back to my relationship with my own mum, I remember it being the same. It was almost a competition to see if my mum could/would ask for help. And I would feel angry at her if she couldn't ask and ended doing it all herself. Of course, then I felt guilty for not offering, when I knew it would have been kinder.
Boy, this year is such a brilliant teacher and I just need to get all these lessons into a book to help other mothers and daughters to realise that they are not alone and to hopefully help them to communicate rather than end up like my mother and I who were always on the defensive to each other and spent a great deal of time in angry silence.
A few doses of Willow had me sorted yesterday.I am lucky to have such assistance from my remedies. I have yet to apologise to Jen for my silent treatment. She reads this every day so, 'Sorry Jen-come get your hug. I love you' :-)
The good thing about a Huff though is that it really can open up time for you. I went upstairs to plan and plot whilst the girls watched a show. If I hadn't been in silent mode, I may have stayed downstairs with them and accomplished nothing.
WooHoo for the positive side of everything.
I also had an extremely early night, before 10pm but still find that my sleep is not as great as it was at home. I look forward to the heating going off and being able to have my windows wide open at night. Fresh air and moisture will be fab.
The picture is of the deceiving brightness outside in our -17 (feels like -25). Did someone seriously say that Spring was around the corner?
I still love the snow.
Much Love,
Lxxxx