I am not a dancer

Have you ever been curious about a hunger inside, wondering how it can be filled? And through the acknowledgement of that hunger, discovered that you are so much more than you ever dreamt you could be? My own journey began with a quest of this nature. I needed to know...

My little people

Special little people in my life, who hold my womanly hand, or nestle into my arms when I give them a hug. Special little people who cannot fully know the depth of my love for them and yet they feel it whenever I am close. Seeing through eyes of wonder, as they grow...

the most delicate of petals

The woman’s body, tuned into the natural rhythms, it ebbs and flows and changes with its own seasons. Each part of it ages, just like the leaves from spring to autumn to winter and beyond. And like those leaves the woman’s skin becomes so very delicate, even more...

On being a Grandmother – by Caroline Carey

It’s one of the most beautifully exquisite experiences that I know and like anything else not without its need for awareness, strengths, prayers and hopes. Like many there is a very deep and loving connection I have for my grandchildren, it’s different to anything...
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