Planting Seeds Of Hope - A Meditation

This 15 minute meditation is perfect for prepping the soil ready for growth during times of liminal space...

Hello sweet one,

How is your heart today? How are you feeling in the liminal space before the start of a new year?

It has been a beautiful mix of chaos and calm for us, making new memories, honouring old traditions and creating new ones for our family now.

Sophia is at the age where she is seriously ‘into’ it and I have been doing my best to ensure the balance of receiving gifts is also interspersed with giving to others. I’m pretty sure I’ve not got that one ‘right’ though as she has asked A LOT about presents!!

And Vesper… she really couldn’t care less other than getting a chance to pull things off the Christmas tree and attempt to eat the occasional bit of wrapping paper!

Tomorrow is Vesper’s first birthday.

A year that has gone both excruciatingly slowly at times, and in a sped up time vortex at others. It has been such a whirlwind I feel like I am still integrating her arrival on this planet - and yet it also feels like she has been here my whole life.

A year since she came earthside via a planned belly birth and took me over into a new dimension, a whole new world of shadows and glimmers and rainbows of light reflected in so many different ways.

This little soul has been my underworld journey guide… taking me to depths I didn’t know I could reach and yet come out of still breathing. Still standing… just.

I can’t tell you it has been a year of pure joy. I can’t tell you it has been the ‘best’ year of my life. It has been a year full of working on my self regulation, my mental health, my ability to meet versions of myself I really would have rather not met.

But…

I can tell you I have come out of it stronger than ever. I can tell you that the version of myself I now am is one that I am growing more proud of every day. I can also tell you that even the most brutal moments have birthed some form of beauty in the form of art, experience, healing and deep connection.

The depths of Motherhood have activated an inner alchemy. Turning sh*t into gold.

I look down at my scar one year on, still raised in places, still sore at times… I am still healing. I think I always will be. The physical marks may recover but we are, of course, forever changed.

This cut across my body is a reminder of what Vesper and I journeyed with to step into the versions of who we are today.

A line on my body that literally marks the crossing of this threshold for us both.

And so we edge towards the completion of 2023 and the start of a new blank page of a year. I feel hope. Possibility. Potential. And also a deep craving for simplicity.

In fact without ‘choosing’ my word for the year - this is the word that chose me. Well one of them anyway - because I tend to have a few.

Simplicity.

Do you have a word for 2024? Or a few words? I would love to hear them if you do.

Your gift

This week I am sharing with you a meditation to support you in planting seeds for the season ahead. This is a gentle way of noticing what is bubbling up within you ready to be planted and nurtured and allows you to sow seeds in the richness of a rested being.

Please do find a comfortable space and settle in with me for the next 15 minutes, I always encourage lying down, but seated is also perfect.