An angel came to us in a wee gal born

Just over one month ago we celebrated the birth of a wee baby girl.  Brought into this world with love and care and nurtured throughout her days and nights in the womb.   I was with her before and shortly afterwards.  I held her and sang to this wee one.  A blessing.  An angel.  A wise spirit come to heal?

Today we honour our baby boy who died a year ago.  Lighting a candle and incense in my garden by the last of the white daisies the tears fall.  We honour all mothers who labour, fathers who stand by their side and brothers, sisters and all those care-givers who make birthing possible.

And as I wake in this waning moon night I thank The Great Spirit for her love, her cherishing of us and the strength of my own two women childs.

Now I will sleep.


Once upon a time there was a little girl who was sparkley and chatted constantly.  She painted and sewed with her very fine finger movements.  She got colds and coughs and got better.

And one day this little girl found herself very ill.  Where was the pain?  It was inside her.  She was little.  What was it?  The doctors worried, we prayed, candles were lit and slowly she began to come back to us.  Her smile lit our lives and we knew she was with us again.


A Lonely Road

And today a new pain.  That of a grand-daughter very unwell and in the hands of the doctors in a hospital bed.  Surrounded by love from so many, especially her dad and mum and older brother at home.

So many kind messages on my village facebook noticeboard.  Kind phone calls and texts.

How do we live in hope?   How can we trust?   Where is faith, what is faith?

Am I alone?  It sometimes feel like I am walking that lonely road.




Weariness and pain.

Weary weary weary.   A friend today said that I had spoken those words 3 times in our short telephone conversation.

Does grief make me weary?   I s’pose it does.

And pain?  I have that across my lower back.  It comes and goes.

One day at a time then.  No plans to far away places on trains and planes, hopping on tubes across cities to new adventures.  One day at a time.