May 7, 2013
I have just had the immense pleasure to read and reread Sarah Elwell’s latest poetry offering, The Memory of Light, and I am wordless because anyway I decribe it cannot capture its profound layering of souls. That feeling you get when you finish a novel and blink and breathe and realise the world had stopped for a moment, or rather you had stopped while the world went by you and will never see things again in the same light. That feeling is there in each and every poem.
I don’t know how she does it, but I’m so glad she has shared her extraordinary talent with the world, and I can easliy see her in my mind’s eye
” silent, word-locked, on the windswept hill just beyond this world. “ - exerpted from one of her poems
March 19, 2013
As Easter approaches, many of my southern hemisphere friends have been discussing how many of the Northern Hemisphere festivals sit or don’t sit well in our “reverse” seasons. For me, Easter and Christmas are so globally (and often commercially) celebrated I feel we cannot change their timing to suit our seasons, but instead need to look at the impulses and meanings of the celebrations from our new seasonal perspective. I have written about some of our festivals such as southern Autumnal Easter, Whitsun, Martinmas, and other festivals
Other less well observed festivals such as Michaelmas and May day celebrations however could be moved to retain their essential seasonal impulses. Michaelmas could be well observed at or around St Georges day in Autumn, as there is much overlap in the stories, or ideas and themes behind them. St George musings here.
I wonder if conversely instead of May day we could instead incorporate the ideas of new beginnings and new growth and new life in the celebration of St Francis’s feast day at the beginning of October. It seems fitting in light of the newly elected pope (I am not a Catholic, but he does seem to hold the promise of fresh beginnings and the joy of life and love in the choice of his Namesake
To me St Francis was born again in his faith, and started his life again afresh. He of course is also recognised as having an affinity to the natural world, which too fits so well with all the new life and creatures born in the spring. I’d love to hear what you think about the rhythm and observance of festivals “down under”.
February 27, 2013
Walnut baby necklaces.
Do pop over and take a look. I find I am posting a lot more of my crafts over there than here at the moment, and pinning them here too, So please forgive the long silences between posts here. I’ll try to remember to update things here once in a while. Maybe once in a blue Moon
January 22, 2013
I am playing along with Sarah from Knitting the Wind, and sharing the everyday around me from my couch. Please excuse my blurry photography skills.
October 31, 2012
Pop over to http://sunshineweavers.wordpress.com/ to see what we have been busily crafting for our Steiner School Fair.
Our stall has some lovely needle felting this year thanks to the inspiration of Marie from Softearth’s World, as well as our annual favourites. Do take the time to click through, scroll down and have a look.
August 10, 2012
Trying to clear out and pare down toys after a 7 year old sons birthday hoarde, it was interesting the toys that have stood the test of time and were still too treasured and played with to be packed away…
blocks with holes and screws plain blocks and natural wood blocks
wooden and felt play food kitchen utensils, teaset and rock collection
felt playscenes playsilks and cotton cloths
wooden cars, trucks and planes paper planes and silk parachute man
wooden thomas trains wooden “real” trains and track (not thomas -too babyish)
dress ups, hats, belts, scarves, playsilks, playcloths
Lego has invaded in a big way, but I was curious to see he still wanted his plain wood blocks, but not the screw together kind. He was more than happy to get rid of any TV licenced items that have wormed their way into our toys as they have been suddenly deemed ”babyish” by the seven year old, so anything Thomas, Bob the builder and even Charlie and Lola had to go.