Monday, March 28, 2011

Treasure Days

One of the lovely things about living are those little treasured days, those little pockets of time which allow us to rest and be renewed, often when we are least expecting it.


You know what I'm talking about? Sometimes it isn't even a whole day, but small golden moments that seem to sate a part of us that had been parched for weeks, months, maybe even years.

They are moments that are pivotal and empowering, yet fleeting and sometimes, in the noticing of them, they dissipate and are gone.

I think it's because part of the beauty of these moments is that we are fully 'in' them. We're caught up in the elements of the moment; the light, sound, taste, smell, joy or sadness, laughter, tears. We're so OK in these moments the voices of our demons are silenced. We're not distracted by insecurities, the voice of self-doubt, the bitterness or fears we carry around day to day.

Somehow, without even knowing how or why, we slip our 'comfortable chains' and experience momentary freedom. Freedom that gives us hope, that softens our hearts, that nourishes our souls and that whispers to our insides 'I'm OK!'

My treasured moments this weekend came while I was baking brownies, driving to a gig, catching up with 'long lost' friends, arranging leaves on a wall, talking and walking with Franklin (with whom every moment is precious), vacuuming an old house and exploring a new house, laughing uncontrollably with my sister, two balloons and my nephew.

Thursday, March 17, 2011

The Big Day

The final 'big day' has come and gone for the last of my little band of brothers. It was everything I was hoping for Bingley and Jane, my new sister, and I'm fairly sure they enjoyed it fully. Some small moments from the journey to the wedding day:






 



There were so many moments of genius in preparation for this wedding, but in my mind, the prize goes to the groom for thinking of 'the swing' (pictured above) which he constructed and mounted to the ceiling beams himself. Pure genius moment. Totally perfect for the 50's garden party theme, and totally fun to sit on.

And for a small, selfish moment as I sit here and type, I am jealous of you both on your extended, sunny, coastal honeymoon holiday. While I am sick and at work.