I’m in love with the world
The dark shadows of may clouds over emerald green
these post beltane days are luscious, sensual, full to the brim- bright sun lit days and blossoms and bare footed all day long in the garden-
it reminds me of lines from pablo neruda’s famous poem, everyday you play
Every day you play with the light of the universe.
Subtle visitor, you arrive in the flower and the water…
I love you, and my happiness bites the plum of your mouth…
I will bring you happy flowers from the mountains, bluebells, dark hazels, and rustic baskets of kisses.
I want to do with you what spring does with the cherry trees.
The truth is I’m really enjoying my time with my little baby
I love the things she says -I love watching her play I love snuggling her and reading her stories-
She still nurses on demand and it seems she nurses just as much as she did when she was a newborn- how i feel about nursing depends on the day…. :/ <3
We cloth diaper and use a clothesline
My pregnancy was my own personal hell- not because my body struggled, but because my spirit and mind struggled. it was so hard to see happy people. i didn’t know what was wrong with me. i “knew” i should be happy, with a healthy pregnancy i had planned for and a loving partner— truly it was suffering like i had never known.
I had regressed to a full-blown flashback of:anxiety -insomnia- panic- restlessness- cortisol.
It turns out I hadn’t done as much work healing as I thought I had…. i wasn’t happy. i wasn’t okay. and it feels amazing to get through such a storm.
Or that I had peeled back another layer of understanding. I worked with a great many medicines.
Postpartum was miraculous after such a hard pregnancy-
A wild and powerful and uncomplicated birth at home- only a few postpartum bumps
I had also been terrified of the postpartum experience…. It can be a hell storm with a new born and wild emotions – raw exhaustion-
Especially if a one isn’t deeply supported.
I was endlessly loved and supported by my love, Chris
And we’re still having a good time. I feel very blessed
Some days we don’t get anything done
The laundry stays on the line and the seedlings get thirsty–
I’m playing with sprig all day taking breaks to nurse and make food and lay down to get her to sleep
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thich nhat hanh wrote about enjoying the “non-toothache.” can we enjoy the non-toothache? revel in it?
nothing in the world can trigger longing for the non-toothache like a toothache can.
“If we are not aware that we are happy, we are not really happy. When we have a toothache, we know that not having a toothache is a wonderful thing. But when we do not have a toothache, we are still not happy. A non-toothache is very pleasant.” – thich nhat hanh
to sink our teeth into contentedness, to smell it- and taste it.
happy taurus season~ for the next six weeks soak in these forever dusk evenings, my northern hemisphere friends…
with the bluebells and the glorious non-toothache
dolly (and sprig)
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