wish you were here

Dear Diary:

It is really beautiful here. The leaves are all changing, the air is crisp, the tights and skirts are cozy and the fire is good company. I took the kids out the other day for a walk and took this really funny picture of them. It speaks so much to who they are. My son the naturalist, always looking at the plants, trees, leaves (he calls them the fall lanterns), so calmed by nature, it's really powerful for him. My daughter, who also loves to be outside, who inside is turning into a bit of a fashionista. She had just taken her hat off while she was walking towards me, she looks like she belongs in a catalog, carefree and happy on an autumn day. I would never to that to her, but it's pretty funny to see them from the other side of the lens. We went home and had tea and cookies, I love, love, love this time of year. What is it like in your neck of the woods or beach I should say?

what do we Canadians do when it gets cold?

Dear Diary:

I was laughing at myself last night as Stefan and I crawled into bed together, not for a romantic evening, but to keep warm and to watch Californication. As I ran downstairs to get a more substantial snack (the salad I ate previously just wasn't doing it), I was laughing at the whole thing. We have this big, lovely house. But it is also an old house, one that in an ongoing project to figure out how to keep warm. Our hydro bills in the winter can reach up to $400.00 if we are not careful. So instead of sitting in the living room, where we could have built a fire, we turned down the heat, tucked in the kids and stayed warm under the down duvet whilst watching a marginally sleazy show if it weren't for the great one liners.

You Californians must think we are so funny, I still can't believe that it has been in the 90's there. You're hitting the beach while I'm putting on an extra layer. Tights and corduroy skirts are my winter uniform, oh and those pants that I didn't really have any say in purchasing. The funny thing is, despite the chilly house, the ridiculousness of our hot/cold duvet, there is something about this time of year that I just love and I wouldn't have it any other way. Well, maybe I would have a real TV and not have to watch shows on the laptop, but that's for later.

Love you.

The Ring of Fire

So I'm in my group tonight and a mama brings in her new baby and is there to tell her birth experience to the group. Well, the topic of the ring of fire comes up and it hits me. I am currently in the ring of fire. Or maybe I am the ring of fire right now. Things are intense and I'm having to totally push through them. I am having to push through the fire and breathe. Breathe really well. So, I am sorry I have not rung you back. Things are busy, intense, and I feel as though I haven't had a free moment in the past 48 hours. I have wanted to call, maybe we can talk tomorrow.
How are you, Diary? How is life? I really want to talk with you about the visualization. I have not forgotten...I love you. I wish we could sit together at happy hour somewhere and tie one on...Smooch.

Wonderful laughter

It went so well. Actually, better than I thought it could. I woke up yesterday morning, determined to face the day from a place of knowing, rather than not knowing. It worked. I loved our conversation. Thank you for your words of encouragement, and that laugh! Wow. I haven't laughed that hard in a really long time. It totally opened me up, like a good cry. I felt really open and receptive, i think b/c of that laugh, the next day. I couldn't make it to Starbucks on the way, but what should the first couple carry coming in that morning? Starbucks cups! Perfect. And the flow I had with my co-teacher went really well. Smooth, and we had a great balance. I gave up trying to please her and focused on doing what felt magical to me. It felt great. My spirit definitely came out. I had so many thoughts and revelations come up. Let's talk. I love you...By the way, I don't know who these women are, but I loved the picture.