Spirituality: What does it mean?

Spirituality

Spirituality. What does it mean? Seriously! What does it mean to be ‘spiritual’?

What do you think it means? I’m not being sarcastic, but really asking, what do you genuinely think, when you hear the words Spiritual and Spirituality?

I think it means different things to different people.

Spirituality has become one of those terms used and, at times, over used and not always with clarity, but rather an air of mystique or pretension; there is an element of wankery attached to the word as it is banded about to express ones enlightened state of being (see what I mean about the wankery?).  But it also a sincere description of what some people experience or believe whether instead of or alongside their religion.

Is that any clearer? I’m not actually convinced that it is.

I had a friend tell me years ago that neither she nor her husband were religious people, but they were spiritual; I remember at the time thinking “what the fuck does that mean?” but not wanting to look ignorant, I just accepted the statement.

Only recently have I given the word any pause for thought. It hasn’t ever been  part of my consciousness when considering my path and beliefs, until I started hearing and seeing it used more and more on social media.

From a personal perspective, I do not consider myself ‘religious’ (I was christened as a baby into the Church Of Scotland, but at 8 weeks old, that choice was not mine to make. I have never felt any affinity with the church and haven’t attended a service other than for weddings or funerals since I left school). I don’t believe in God. I can accept that Jesus was a real man but that his miracles were more symbolic rather than literal. I don’t believe in heaven and hell other than that they were man-made constructs created to instil fear, compliance and obedience.  I do however believe that we are all part of something greater than just this existence on this one planet. There has to be life elsewhere, space is MAHOOSIVE!  We cannot possibly be the only creatures. I also believe in the Law of Attraction, energy, ghosts, reincarnation and that we are souls inhabiting a human body. Oh and I celebrate Christmas as it is a time with and for family.

Since high school I have identified as atheist, although at a guess I would say that that 2001 census has me down as CoS as I lived with my parents and they completed the form. However in the 2011 census I listed my religious beliefs as Pagan.

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For 9 of the last 10 years, if I had to attach a religious label to myself, it would have been as Atheist Pagan. I follow the Wheel of the Year, the cycles of nature and the moon. I listen to my intuition and use divination tools and meditation for guidance.

I have had a life long love of witches and astrology, have visited various mediums (spooky wives) during my 20’s, but I never called myself, or considered myself to be spiritual.  

The past couple of years has seen my journey take a turn down the path of self development and exploration. This has lead me this year, to the Divine Feminine and Goddess / Priestess culture; Herstory if you will.  It’s fascinating and I can’t quench that thirst for more knowledge. Once I have read one book am ready to dive into the next and the next. The Goddesses or the Divine Feminine resonate with me, not as a woman up in the sky like the Big Man with the white beard, but as an energy that lives within each of us. She is always present, we just need to find her.  The use of Goddess Archetypes is helpful in doing this, to assist channelling the energy required.

This may read like utter bullshit and that’s perfectly fine. Not everyone will be on board with this line of thinking or belief. Each path or journey is as unique as the individual travelling it.

So, in answer to my question : Spirituality, what does it mean? I think it means whatever you understand it to be, in relation to your personal belief set.

Is it just semantics? Am I a spiritual person? Are you? Does it even matter? Probably not in all honesty, it’s just another label, but surely it’s down to personal opinion and what feels right?

I would love to know your thoughts on the subject if this is something you have an opinion on.

Lx

November Feels

 

Ahh, November. Welcome ye in.

It’s a funny old month, a betwixt of sorts. Caught between the gorgeous autumnalness (it’s a word!) of October and the glittery crazy of December.

Depending which calendar * you follow, we are only at the half way point in the season. The cold, arse-end of Autumn is only just starting and has not yet bit, despite the many proclamations of “Winter’s here” as soon as the mercury fell into single digits after sundown.

Samhain has come and gone, bringing with it the New Year of the old Celtic/Pagan Wheel of the Year and the reign of the Cailleach; the Queen of Winter.leaves

This half of the season is all about bedding down and coorying in. The trees have almost completely shed their leaves, and in following nature’s cycle, November is about turning inwards and settling in, getting our Hygge on. This month is hygge embodied. It’s the full embrace of Autumn and the knowing that winter is coming and we take to lighting the fire, if we are so lucky as to have one…radiators aren’t quite the same…I dream of the day I have a fire and hearth again…any way I digress…home and hearth is where it’s at. And candles! Lots and lots of candles.

For the majority of the month we are also in the Celtic Tree month of Reed (Ngetal). The importance of Reed was in its uses be that as fuel  for the fire or as used in materials for the home – rush mats on the floor or thatching for the roof or as musical instruments. It creates a very haunting sound as a wind instrument – very spooky at this time.

The chill in the air increases as the darkness deepens and the days shorten.  A perfect time to let go of what does not serve you any longer, and a time of awakening to what does, as well as taking this time for introspection and finding order. This month focus on loving your home and those you welcome in here.

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November is full of feminine energy, which tied in beautifully with the first Circle Of The Wild Sister Rising sacred women’s circle I hosted on the 1st November. Our theme was healing the sisterhood wound which was perfectly timed for November as Topaz is the jewel/ birth stone of the month whose corresponding meaning is the stone of true friendship .  How timely.  I love synchronicity.

The Goddesses symbolic of this time are :
Hestia – Greek Goddess, ruler of hearth and home who sacrificed her place as an Olympian to guard the fire and maintain a happy home.
Vesta – Roman equivalent to Hestia
Cailleach – the Celtic Old Hag or Crone, essentially the Winter Goddess who comes out to play and preside over Winter until she dies at Imbolc when the maiden aspect of the triple goddess takes over.

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So, as I mentioned at the top of the post, November is a betwixt month, but that doesn’t mean it’s bland or boring.  Once both Samhain and our wedding anniversary (2nd Nov) have passed, it’s fair game round ours for Yule & Christmas preparations; getting the lists made and starting the  planning of the next 6 or 7 weeks.  My Christmas Cake is baked and sitting all wrapped in the cupboard awaiting its next brandy injection before it gets its marzipan and icing coat.

But there’s no hurry, plenty of time to get organised – although not according to the check out operator in Morrison’s yesterday :

C/out op : That you all organised for Christmas then?

Me : NO!

C/out op : Ah, you like me and leaving it all to the last minute?

Me : It’s November!

And with that in mind, I’m going to enjoy the rest of the month, winding down, embrace the chilled air (especially if there is also a fire), and coory in before the festive season kicks in and covers everything in glitter.  How about you?

 

Lx

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Fall Into Autumn

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Time for the seasons to hear the call,
The Wheel of the Year turns from Summer to Fall.
Green to orange, gold and rust,
The leaves are turning, and fall they must.

Up in the trees, squirrels go bonkers,
Gathering what they can; nuts, acorns, conkers.
Up in the sky, the migration of the geese,
Recognisable, honking through the evening peace.

Its time for stews, soups and roasts,
Pumpkin pie and cinnamon toasts.
Toffee apples and fruit crumble puds,
Hot chocolate with mallows, enjoyed in the woods.

A dazzling sun, descending to ‘die’,
A bright Harvest Moon, lighting the dark sky.
The stunning scenery and magnificent views,
The first frost and glittery morning dews.

All 5 senses are heightened and alive,
Each dancing excitedly like some Autumnal jive.
Nothing can compare to the sights, scents and sounds,
The flavours and feelings, know no bounds.

The witches and ghouls of Hallow’een
Are a truly scary sight too be seen,
As they go guising through the streets
Performing their piece in exchange for treats.

As the season draws to a close,
Everyone wraps up warm and goes
To one of the season’s key features,
(remembering to look out for wee creatures).

Guy Fawkes, fireworks, bonfire night
With sparklers and rockets, give animals a fright.
They go about their business readying to bed down for next next season,
Its time for us too, to coory-in with those dear, not that we really need a reason.

Lissa Orr, 2014

Rest & Recharge: Self Care 101

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When it comes to self-care, the number 1 priority is learning how to making sure we sufficiently rest and recharge.

Restore. Revitalise. Relax. Recover. Replenish. Renew. Revive. Refresh.  It doesn’t matter what you call it, just make sure you refilleth thy cup!

In my last Self Care blog post I listed the barriers to self care and why it is essential that we make time for it. Today I want to look at the different ways we can ensure we make the effort, and if need be, create the time and space for that all important self care, starting with getting enough rest inorder to recharge our batteries, thus being able to live our desired life.

Do you ever have that gnawing feeling eating away at you with a never ending list of “shoulds” that need tending to before you are allowed to do something for yourself? You are hastily added to the bottom of said list, as an after thought, as another should, but the one that is perpetually just out of reach. If by some miracle you achieve the holy grail of “me time”, you are greeted by good ole’ guilt. How dare you be so lazy or self indulgent. Surely I can’t be only one to experience this?

But. I am getting better, much better, at saying Fuck It! I can’t be my best me if I am tired and running on empty. Trust me on that one…

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Making the shift to incorporating even the tiniest of changes to prioritising self care is vital. Baby steps are good, they are a start and moving in the right direction.

So , back to actively achieving the goal of getting our required rest : here are my top tips for shooshing those “shoulds” that plague our thoughts and giving guilt the old heave ho.

Sleep

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1.  No shit Sherlock! But seriously – how many of us get the recommended 8 hours per night? Nope, I thought not. Squeezing some “me time” in after the kids go to bed, and/or getting up super early before the rest of the household to grab an hour before the to-do list kicks in. Sound familiar? When I read Thrive: The Third Metric to Redefining Success and Creating a Happier Life by Arianna Huffington earlier this year, she recommended scheduling bed time. Actually putting bedtime in your planner or on your calendar alongside dental appointments, work commitments, kids sports activities etc. It makes perfect sense. We wouldn’t be late for any of our other appointments, and our sleep is definitely one which we don’t want to miss. As practical an idea as it is, it is still a work of discipline to ensure the time is met.

2.  Take a nap. Toddlers are proof that a nap is necessary to refresh and revive oneself.  While we are obviously not toddlers, a quick 10-20 minute power nap has been proven, by science, to be incredibly beneficial to our well being, creativity and productivity.

3. Ditch the alarm clock, even just once a week (if you have kids and a partner, let your significant other get on with the breakfast routine and morning shenanigans) and rise with the sun. This sounds more appealing in the darker winter months, but what I am driving at, is to say, let your body wake naturally when it is ready, and therefore had enough rest.

4. If using your alarm, don’t snooze it. This may seem counter intuitive, as the more snoozes means the more rest, right? Nope, it’s a fallacy. The more you snooze, the more unrested you become, cue that groggy discombobulated feeling we get. The constant re-waking of the brain confuses it and makes us feel worse.  *confession – I am a serial snoozer, sometimes every 5 minutes for up to an hour at a time!!!!!*

Ritual

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Oh yes, I love rituals. Some are sacred and others are probably more “routine” but ritual is far more pleasing a word.

1.  First things first; making that first cuppa of the day. Morning routine – light a candle and make the act of preparing your cuppa, or preferred beverage, a daily ritual. Deliberate and conscious rather than just going through the motions – the candle helps here rather than the big light, especially in the dark mornings. Take time to enjoy the hot drink, savour the flavour (and the aroma if its coffee). Some folk may think this sounds a bit pretentious, but try it, it’s not and creates a really  gentle start to your day.

2. Creating and having a meditation ritual takes practice but it soooo worth it.

3. Not all self care practices are solo efforts. One of the most powerful forms of  replenishing my cup with restorative energy I have experienced was in circle. A women’s gathering/circle where the purpose it to bring us together, to support and encourage and share. Incredibly uplifting.

4. Personal rituals spread throughout the year and during each of the months in turn can make this element of self care so much easier. Living in sync with your own personal rhythm of your menstrual cycle. Charting it to learn and become familiar with where you are on your cycle and how you are likely to feel on certain days etc. My post here explains this process more fully.

Rituals for the New and Full Moon each month and/or the changing seasons help us to align with what is happening in nature and within ourselves.

5.  Journalling – who didn’t keep a diary as a teenager? As an adult, journalling is a prominent feature in my life. I keep all sorts of journals : morning pages, daily planner, tarot card readings, dream journal, one specifically for when I am on my period, blog ideas and one even for notes on every life occurences as I observe them, to name a few. Having dedicated journal time allows me to plan and review, to brain dump everything, get thoughts paper before I forget or to track certain things at certain times. Journalling is a process which allows for calm and rest, it’s thoughtful and  allows for reflection.

6. Affirmations. A great many people love affirmations and find them useful and inspired. Often affirmations are used each morning, looking in the mirror and reciting your affirmation to your self, selecting new affirmations at the New or Full moon, or on a particular day or at a particular time. Personally, I have not found them to work for me, I don’t feel comfortable or authentic reciting them, but that is purely my own take on them.  The late Louise Hay has a phenomenal collection of affirmations, and in her book You Can Heal Your Life she shares many more within each of the chapters.

Time-out

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1.  This may be a step too far for some people, but the thought of a pyjama day certainly has its appeal. One of the benefits of being a home educating parent, is the joy of a day of having nothing planned apart from a pj day. Total bliss. When I was working though, I threw the odd sickie for this very purpose. In hindsight I was really just looking after myself to recharge before going back to work the very next day. Not convinced my employers would have agreed though.

2. My preferred timeout has to be a long soak in the bath with a good book, wine and candles (lots of candles required if reading). Depending on my mood or when in the day I’m bathing, will determine if I am having a luxurious bath with gorgeously scented oil, such as my favourite NYR Organic Rose & Pomegranate Bath Oil or a fun bath bomb in a sweet nostalgic fragrance. The time in the tub can range from 15 mins to over an hour; that time is sacred and uninterrupted.

3. In my opinion, time out to escape can rarely be found anywhere else other than between the pages of a good book, but then I am a book worm. Magazines, brochures, comics, graphic novels, newspapers and blog posts, are perfect to pick up and dive into to have a little time out – be it on the commute to work if using public transport, in bed before going to sleep instead of reading scrolling Facebook or Instagram, with a cuppa on the couch or in the park while your children play – this is one of my favourite place to read. My son is now at an age where I don’t  have to be watching him every second, so can actually sit and enjoy my book while he burns off all that energy.

4. Music is another time out beauty that ticks all the boxes, whether you are listening to or playing an instrument. Getting lost in the music as it surrounds you. Music, is extremely evocative. Let go and dance or sing  and join in in which ever way the music calls to you.

5.  If TV is your jam, or you decide on having a pyjama day, if there are no distractions (such as kids requiring your attention) settle in  for a binge fest of your favourite Netflix series. No guilt. It has something of a splendid indulgence to it. Some will tell you it’s a waste of a day off, but if you feel rested and have enjoyed the day watching Gilmore Girls, the naysayers can bugger off. This is your time out to do as you please.

6. Pamper yourself. Go on, you deserve it. It needn’t cost a fortune, you can do it yourself at home with ingredients from the fridge  or with your best smellies. Give yourself a facial and a cleansing mask, a deep condition treatment for your hair, paint your nails, what ever you fancy **Note to self: remembering to take make up off at the end of the day and apply moisturiser is also considered self care!!** or treat your self at a salon for a professional massage or any other treatment that sounds like an hour of delicious down time. Get those essential oils burning and create a relaxing haven.

7. Hygge. Need I say more? Is there anything else quite complete for ensuring rest and relaxation than Hygge? If you are new to Hygge – check out my post from last year, I suggest you grab a cuppa before you start.

8. A time out can often mean saying NO and meaning it. When you say yes to all the stuff you are surrounded with day in day out and people are depending on you, it can be tough to say no. But saying NO, you must. The world will not collapse because you are finishing the chapter of your book or sitting in meditation

9. Edited to add : Remember when you were a kid and the simple joy that colouring in brought? Or the satisfaction from crafting “something”?  I love just zoning out and creating something colourful for no other reason than “I like it”.  If crafting is more your bag, I am going to suggest you take a look at Molly and Mouse for your crafting needs.

 

Switch off

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1. Quite literally, switch off and disconnect from all electronic media devices. Even if it is only for an hour or 2. This includes mobile phones, TV , laptop/tablet,  especially switch off from social media and (work) email.  I like to do a social media detox from time to time with a week long break. I once tried 30 days cold turkey, it did not end well – I ended up lurking without commenting, so it looked like I was on a break but I was only fooling myself.  A day or 2 is much more manageable and beneficial. I don’t feel as though the world has ended or that I am too out the loop, particularly because I use FB daily for Home Education meets and discussions.  A full week is truly refreshing but sadly no longer really practical for me. (Hmm, I must find a way round this).

2.  Ditch the drama – real life or TV. We don’t need the stress of other folk’s dramas or being brought into arguments or getting all fired up about what happened on Celebrity Big Brother. Switch it off.  Trashy TV does have its place if this is something you enjoy inorder to zone out and chill for a bit. Choose your drama wisely…its not restorative if you end up agitated or wired following an episode.

3. When we switch off the white noise and bustle to slow down, we reconnect with out senses. We notice more, feel more and appreciate more – put it to good use and go for a  walk in nature, dance in the rain (preferably barefoot), tend to your garden or house plants,  buy or pick flowers  for your home or try some wild foraging  and bake or cook with your bounty when you get home.

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If looking at the list and thinking ” ahh, that would be nice / chance would be a fine thing”, I’m here to tell you that it is not only nice and it is indeed a fine thing, when the opportunity to do so is created or diarised. I’m also here to tell you that if you don’t make your own rest important, no-one else will. You don’t need anyone’s permission to stop, sit down and do something, anything, for yourself. If you still feel like you need permission to SLOW DOWN and chill without the guilts or nagging reminders that this, this and this has still to be done, I am giving you that permission. There, done!

Please remember that as women, we are cyclic creatures, just like nature itself. We are not built to keep going like a Duracell Bunny, in a constant linear fashion, or just like the bunny, we will eventually run out of juice. Burnout is not something to aspire to. Having been there and done that, I can attest that it’s not a badge of honour. Neither too is the stress, frustration and resulting resentment riding shotgun on the journey. Instead, we respect the ebbs and flows of our cycle through the month, and we rest, recharge and replenish as we need, be it daily weekly or monthly, or when YOU decided.

Now, please excuse me whilst I take myself off for a bubble bath and an early night (with no phone…who am I kidding? But I will endeavour NOT to check Facebook just before I go to sleep. I promise.)

Lx

When Women Circle

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When women come together in circle there is an unspoken bond, a sense of community, familiarity and sisterhood. Even amongst strangers.  How do I know? I experienced these very sensations and feelings just yesterday evening when I attended a Mother’s Circle, organised and hosted by Hollie of Winter Grace Circle.

I have been only to one other circle in my life, and it was a lovely, honest and refreshing experience.  It was held in a friend’s home and I knew most of the women there. It was a something I have wished to be part of again, but had never since found the time or place.

A circle is different from having a “girls night” with your pals. Essentially it is a gathering inwhich to be honest and free, let your guard down, to speak and be heard, for fellow sisters in circle to hold the space for you and for each other. It’s not gossip or judgement, it’s not material surface “stuff” but a chance to connect with a deep understanding, appreciation and trust. A space to just be.

What is shared in circle stays in circle.

Hollie and I have followed one another on Instagram and have mutual friends in common, but have never met in person or spoken to each other. I saw her circle appear on my Insta feed and felt compelled to find out more.  I went along to the circle, feeling a little apprehensive as I didn’t know anyone else who was going, having spoken with a couple of like minded friends to inquire if they were going, only to find out that they were not. However, when I arrived at the door, I was greeted with the most welcoming and warm hug from Hollie, and immediately felt so comfortable as I found my space in the circle with the women who had arrived before me.

The Circle of Women

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Our circle held 7 mothers, each with different stories yet each with an element of our own truth that resonated with every woman present. Through story and mediation, tea and relaxation, we shared that 2 hours in communal nourishment of the soul. I filled my cup back up, without the usual “mother’s guilt” that goes hand in hand with time out for myself. And I didn’t want to leave.

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This is such an ancient tradition that has been lost and since rediscovered and for that I am thankful. To be part of, and, sit in circle like this was just the medicine I needed, and am writing myself a prescription to attend the next one.

When women gather in circle, ripples are created, healing takes place. For all of us.

If you feel called, I encourage you to find or create your own circle.

Lx

Goddess of Domesticity

I got up this morning on a mission. I had planned it out – a baking day! With some bits and pieces inbetween baking and washing up. And I have to say, I got shit done! Mission complete!

Budge up Nigella, I got this! By 10am  I was showered, beds were stripped, a loaf was already baked and cooling on a wire rack whilst the 2nd tray was in the oven. Dishes were washed and re-used, repeatedly. Over the course of the next few hours floors were swept and rugs hoovered. 5 different baked goods were lovingly created and sampled (for the purposes of quality control of course). I finished reading my library book, I’m actually sitting writing an inpromptu  blog post! I am a one woman wonder today. Not in a smug, “get me” kinda way you understand, as I have actually astonished myself. Like proper gobsmacked! I am also, however, bloody knackered and can see a bubble bath in my very near future.

This baking bonanza was due to a combination of needing to use up different ingredients in the cupboard and an effort to try and save some pennies. I have been tracking our expenditure and the almost daily “what do we have for a cup of tea?” which results in, more often than not, nipping to Tesco to get “bad stuff” ie cookies or muffins or other such delights that never see the dawn of a new day, has created quite the dent in the old cash flow.  I am convinced if Hubby or I were cut open, we would bleed pure Scottish Blend with a dash of milk, such is our tea habit.

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However, these daily jaunts to acquire the necessary tea companions are now consigned to history. I have made enough today to last until next weeks Baking Day (am totally going to make this a thing coz its fun AND I got my house clean to boot!)

On the menu today was an Oat & Linseed Loaf (out a packet coz bread and me don’t often fair very well, unless its a banana loaf), Fearne Cotton’s Carrot Cake Tray Bake from her new book, Cook. Eat. Love. (it is so moist and delicious. I can assure you that it will NEVER last the 5 days she says it will keep for), Chocolate Chip cookies, which, well, sort of spreeeeaaaad out….they still tasted good, Oat & Raisin muffins and then made pizza dough for our tea tonight.

And with that, Baking Day comes to a close. All thats left to do is put the clean sheets on the beds and turn in for an early night, after aforementioned bubble bath of course. And a cuppa.

Lx
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A Home Education Notebook ~ Review

A Home Education Notebook … to encourage & inspire  Ross Mountney

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My well read copy…

published by Bird’s Nest Books in 2016

This book review is long overdue.  I first read it a year ago, once more since and have dipped in and out of it too. Plus, I lent it to a friend who also devoured it cover to cover then dipped in and out as the need arose.

Rose Mountney, former school teacher, removed her primary aged children from the educational system and embarked upon their home education journey.  Both of her daughters, now in their 20’s are successful in their chosen career paths following college and university, having never returned to school.

Armed with this knowledge and a title that proposes to encourage and inspire, I had very high hopes for this book. I am delighted to say it delivered and more.

The book contains 211 pages within its very tactile cover.  It opens with a warm introduction asking if we have lost the plot and offering comforting advice from the get-go. Advice and acknowledgement of fears (or “wobbles” as the technical term used in Home Ed circles) that only someone who knows what you’re going through can offer.  Ross states clearly that this is not a “How to…” guide but help to

“bring you back to your core intentions when you’re wobbling.  And give you some company and encouragement until you get there”

There are 52 chapters, each around 4 pages long, tackling every conceivable wobble we, as home educators, face.  Before reading, I thought about my own personal wobbles and gratefully found they were all addressed in the coming chapters. Topics such as : I’m not a qualified teacher, keeping records, screen time, curriculum, control, doing it wrong, tests, failure and does it actually work long term.

Each and every concern is alleviated with practical common sense advice and a good dose of personal experience and anecdotes told with humour.  She squashes all home education myths, deftly knocking them on the head like a pro whack-a-mole player (if there is such a thing…) myths like the S word (socialisation) or about HE kids turning out weird. It is incredibly heartening to know that we are not alone in feeling our wobbles, that it is OK and there is support  – this book offers so much support from the wisdom of Ross’s own experiences.

The book closes with a list of final tips and words of encouragement. I finished book thoroughly enthused and raring to go!

Who should read this book? It is perfect for anyone interested in going down the home education route, new home-edders, experienced home-edders, concerned family members who worry for their grandchildren/nieces/nephews etc who are home educating, teachers and other education professionals who disagree with home education, all Local Authority personnel whose remit includes the Home Ed community, anyone who reads an article on home education in the newspaper or online and is compelled to write a comment from a place of ignorance, for any parent whose child(ren) is in school and they didn’t know there was an alternative and anyone who thinks HE is wrong and the only way to educate children is in school. Feel free to add any others I may have missed from the list.

This is one book that I know I will refer to time and time again, safe in the knowledge that it will restore calm, remind me of why we are on the HE path and encourage me to keep going.

A brilliant book written from a place of love and passion for home education, whilst wearing the been there done that t-shirt and served with a hot mug of tea and a hug when you need it.

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Does a Home Education Notebook encourage and inspire? Absolutely yes!

Book available from Bird’s Nest Books for £12.99

(or on Amazon via my affiliated link)

Lx

Peace & Love To Ourselves

Self-care. There’s that word that keeps popping up everywhere, like 2017’s “hygge“.  But like hygge, it’s more than just a buzz word.  Self-care is not self-ish or self-indulgent, it is self respect, self preservation and a huge part of self love.

This particular post has been in progress for a wee while now in various guises and themes, but each version consistently pointed to the same key message :

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It is vital for our own health & well-being as well as for that of those who depend upon us too. Remember the inflight instructions to ensure you put on your own oxygen mask before helping anyone else? This nugget of advice applies to many areas of our lives, not just when we are heading off on holiday.

While I am perfectly sure that we are all aware of how important it is to look after ourselves, I wonder how many of us actually take heed.  There are numerous obstacles to taking the necessary care of ourselves other than the basics.  Obstacles such as

  • guilt – I suffer from this – and it’s guilt placed on our shoulder from ourselves not from our children/partners/ careers (well, maybe your career, depending upon your boss…),
  • other people’s opinions, our own opinions and inner critics,
  • lack of time,
  • lack of finances,
  • prioritising other “things” over self-care in deliberate self sabotage for any of the aforementioned obstacles,
  • prioritising the care of others over ourselves, particularly children/partners/ other dependents/ employers,
  • the feeling of “I can do it all”/”I’m managing fine” as proof of no need to pander to indulgences,
  • not believing we are worthy of what we perceive self-care to be,
  • exhaustion
  • the social media vortex

We need to address these barriers and obstacles, because if we don’t how can we properly look after ourselves and meet all of our needs?. If we are meeting everyone else’s needs while sacrificing our own, what good is that to anyone? None, that’s what!

Over the past few months that I have been concentrating on and researching self-care for me, I noticed reoccurring patterns and themes, which I have categorised into 4 areas, which are separate yet all overlap with one another :

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and will blog on each on individually (or else you will be here all day reading!) looking at what they mean and how we can incorporate them into our everyday lives and over come those pesky barriers that stop us from living our best life in optimum condition.

In the mean time, while we are all peace and love and (((hugs))) for our friends and family, how about we extend those feelings and words of wisdom to ourselves. We’re worth it.

Lx

School’s Out For Summer

The Scottish academic year ended this week, along with it, (A)’s second year of Home Education. If he were in mainstream school, he would have completed Primary 2. I started looking at this past year with a flash back to this time last year when we were at the end of our first official year HE-ing. It was a fun wee trip down memory lane as well as encouraging to see how far we have both come.

We don’t have to follow any curriculum or prescribed list of arbitrary targets set by anyone, official or otherwise; I very much follow (A)’s interests and encourage him to do the best he can.  I do, however, like to have something to work towards so that we are not just aimlessly pinballing about, achieving nothing. So I put together a small list of goals I thought were sensible and “age appropriate” life skills.  The main focus of learning was very much still through playing and seeing his friends.  The list was deliberately left vague in terms of detailed outcomes, ie level of maths reached or what “improved handwritting” should look like, and I didn’t detail HOW these goals were going to be achieved.  But achieved they were – even if 2 of them were only confirmed with a tick, last week!

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Yes, I know I spelled “analogue” incorrectly…

This year has taken us in many directions and discovering new interests and reviving old ones, such as dinosaurs which fell from favour last year, being replaced by Pokemon, to coming back again as the Pokemon interest has waned. Thank goodness! I’m done trying to catch ’em all! Although Pokemon Go was a fabulous tool for helping in good old fashioned mental arithmetic, and we also learned that Pokemon is actually Japanese for Pocket Monster;  English words are often shortened and conjoined to make a new “Japanese” words.

Projects started this year were about the Ice Age and the Vikings, both of which allowed for opportunities to improve writing and researching, making and crafting. Death unfortunately was a recurring theme this year, but he took it all in his stride, asking questions and trying to understand, as well as holding 2 animal funerals with his friends – one for a seal they found washed up on the beach (called Leo) and the other for a charred frog found in the fire pit at the woods (called Toast). Science experiments, cooking and baking have been enthusiastically trialled – with varying degrees of success. He created his own recipe for Frozen Berry Bread, which, despite my skepticism upon seeing the sludge before it went in the oven, was delicious.

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The biggest growth I have seen in (A) has been in his belief in justice and in own convictions. His debate game is strong!!! If he is not a politician or journalist it will not be through lack of skill!  This is particularly evident with sticking up for or defending his friends if he feels they have been wronged.

Moving in to “Primary 3”  after the summer holidays, I am feeling that we need to start introducing a little more structure into our days with more focus on the topics being studied. We have started discussing what that will look like and (A) is keen to get cracking. So in following his enthusiasm, it’s back to Khan Academy we go, and more maths.

Happy holidays

Lx

 

39 Years Young

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This past week saw this Gemini celebrate her 39th wander around the sun, and this year I find myself looking forward to the next, more than I ever have.  Not because I am wishing my life away, but because this is the end of an era – next year I’m 40!

I consider 40 to be the next chapter in this life, with an overlap between the “mother”  and the “wild woman”.  The Mother phase is coming to and end from the point of view that I am done with the actual birthing of little humans and focusing instead on the raising of my wild one, but it is not over completely as I have many projects yet to birth. The Wild Woman knows who she is and is unapologetic for that. I trust myself and am accepting of who I am  and of what I have achieved/done (not all with pride or without regret, but with acceptance nonetheless).  There remains parts of me that continue to be a work in progress; things I want to achieve and accomplish or release and so I’ve compiled me a bucket list! The deadline for which is June 2018.

Whilst I believe that we are never too old or too late to do what or be who we want, and 40 is an arbitrary age, I have a strong desire to leave this decade, or era, with my list complete, and ready to leap into the next.

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Looking back at 2 old blog posts from my 36th and 37th birthdays and reflecting on where I was 2 and 3 years ago, its satisfying to see how I have grown in that short time *note that I didn’t say, matured*…

This particular birthday was spent camping over the weekend with our home-ed tribe, which could only be described as wild, free range and feral ( and that was just the kids). One of my friends brought along THE biggest birthday cake to celebrate.  My husband gifted me with a gorgeous silver necklace, which was made to my design by a local jeweller, using my silver (old jewellery) and moonstones. It is perfect. The weekend ended in the best possible way: dirty, messy, happy and scented by campfire just before a relaxing and long soak in a luscious bath. I could not ask for more.

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Now, time to hit that bucket list!

Lx