the dreaming Press.

who needs a guru~?

 
I do! But since I don't have one, I'll settle for this journal I ordered online. I love doing any kind of "soul" work.  It is gratifying beyond words.  I'm delving in to my core beliefs, and other juicy soul stuff! I can't wait to go home and journal for today.

It has clouded over today.  But nothing will bring me down {yay! Chilean miners!}...I'm cleaning out my studio space tonight. {My basement, lol} There are such fun things lurking down there; paints, ribbons, buttons, glue guns, sparkles, stamps, inks, papers, fabrics! I just may stay down there for awhile. :)

The lovely photo above taken by Christine Mason Miller, while we were on a photo safari last March in Jordan.  She's a fabulous chick with lots of elephants to sell for a great cause, go see. :)

xo

Fun is a many-splendored thing.

 
It is finally Labour Day weekend and it's just in time.  I think I may have collapsed otherwise. I really love long weekends but this one in particular.  It is my favourite time of year. I will take my youngest to the farmer's market on Saturday.  {The eldest is on a road trip to visit a friend of hers who moved far far away.}

Wheat-berry salad and a salmon bbq'd on a cedar plank is on the menu for one of the nights. I'll read, "The Help", by Kathryn Stockett.  I'll sleep.  A nap here, and there. I'll start my fall "nesting" process.  I'll hit a thrift store.  I'll go buy a new tunic. 

I hope you enjoy your long weekend too, whatever you end up doing-enjoy it all! See you next week!

xo 

xoxo

Let us be grateful to people who make us happy; they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom. -- Marcel Proust

 

A garden is a grand teacher. It teaches patience and careful watchfulness; it teaches industry and thrift; above all it teaches entire trust. 

~Gertrude Jekyll

 

Gardens are healing places.  Of late two of my favourite bloggers have taught me to trust in a garden, as a means of prayer, healing & love. One is Christina, at Soul Aperture.  Click here to read her tear-jerking, truthful post. 

 

The other, Vanessa of A Fanciful Twist.  Both women are very good at sharing from the heart.  Both posted for totally different reasons, but the message was perfectly clear, a garden is worth it's weight in gold when it comes to applying a balm to heal our wounds, our insecurities, and our lives as a whole. 

 

So on a garden note, I'm currently in between caring for children, managing a business, and keeping a home...and I'm mapping out our sacred garden.  We are fortunate, and have a clean slate to work with.  By the end of summer I hope to show you that at least something has been done out there!  Keep your fingers crossed for us.

 

Last night I kept busy cutting out triangles from fat quarters to use making a floral fabric garland for an upcoming garden party I'm hosting at the spa.  (I'm nuts for fabrics!  Fat quarters get me everytime.  I don't resist them, it's futile.) With a bit of luck and ingenuity, it is my hope that I can transform the small garden space there into a place for a gypsy tarot card reader, and more.  I'm wondered about using tall & skinny bottles to hold single white roses, small tealights scattered about and fairy lights strung across the patio.  Paper lanterns! We must have them. Sigh.  Getting excited there for a minute.

 

So now I need you- what great outdoor garden party ideas have you done that you just loved? And are you willing to share them?

xo

*Note to self, must read Proust*