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Wild Woman

Autumn is upon us. The summer sun had peaked and the descent into the dark half of the year has begun. The natural world thrills us with the stunning jewelled landscape of purples, oranges, rusts and gold. The scents in the air tantalize us and the desire to turn inwards with cozy woollen layers and hot chocolate at the fireside increases with each darkening evening as the nights themselves draw in.

Ask everyone you know, I would confidently place a bet that the majority of people would agree, that their favourite season is Autumn. The transition season between the sizzling joy of summer and the cold dead of winter. Everything is changing and evolving; shedding and letting go, preparing for the next stage. The wheel turns; the cycle continues. Birth, blossom, fruit, seed, rebirth and so it goes.

Autumn, the season of abundance. Enjoying the fruits of our labours, the sweet and the juice, the preparations for preserving, baking, sharing and appreciating the harvest. Thankful and grateful for our good fortune. We welcome the return of Strictly on the telly, and not forgetting Hygge  – where Autumn and Winter get their dusting of cinnamon sparkles and we coory in to enjoy and embrace these darker months in a comfortable and delightful bubble.

Can you tell Autumn is my favourite season of the year? I adore this picture I saw on Pinterest last year declaring:

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Oh yes it is indeed!!

This is the season of Wild Woman

This rich time of year is not purely about the falling leaves and rejoicing in the need to wear to tights again, oh no, it is SOOOO much more than that. The Autumn season in a woman’s life is that magical time when she herself is in transition; the phase between Mother and Crone.  This is the season of Wild Woman. She may also be referred to as Medicine Woman, Warrior, Enchantress, Witch, Bitch or Maga (no NOT the Donald Trump acronym!!)

The season of the witch honours the the waning phase of the moon, the acceptance of the journey towards the end (which is inevitable in all forms of life). The energy is introspective and contemplative, assessing what has gone before and what is yet to come, meeting and facing the shadows. Where the Spring and Summer /Maiden and Mother energy is light, bright and optimistic, the Autumn and Winter / Wild Woman and Crone is dark, deep and questioning. For those of us cycling, this phase is our Inner Autumn, aka pre menstrual phase:  when we want to retreat, have little to no patience or tolerance for bullshit, because this is the most honest phase. We meet our shadow where it forces us to see what we would rather not and either hide from it or face and deal with it.

I personally love this phase, in my inner cycle (despite the cramps), in the annual cycle outside in nature and in the great life cycle of being a woman. Life is such a celebration and our Autumn years are no exception.  When I was in my Maiden phase, my “scary age” was 35, but since my late 30’s I couldn’t wait for my 40’s. I turned 40 earlier this year and I have to say, so far it has been worth the wait! It is a true saying that Life Begins At 40 – there was for me, a distinct shift inside that went from self consciously hiding my truth, people pleasing and a need to be liked, to being thoroughly honest with myself, unapologetic in being exactly who I am and stopping pussyfooting around others so as not offend them, or make them uncomfortable at my expense.  And yes, it has been both noticed and not always liked. But too bad! My transition phase started with the shedding and letting go of outside judgement and placing my value and worth in those external hands. I don’t mean that being true and honest gives you carte blanche to be a total dick, your field of fucks is not so barren, I just mean choose what you care about wisely and release the rest that do not serve or only bring drama.

The Wild Woman Autumn age spans years 40-65 with, of course, plenty room for overlap from the previous Mother phase.  It’s our time to take and make space for ourselves, turn inwards to nurture self and get to know self better (going to drop self care in here). Many women find that this is also when they become more interested in a personal spiritual practice or are curious to find out what it means to them; including understanding and learning to trust their own intuition or tracing family lineage for example. I found that need to know where I came from incredibly powerful, and the answers I found were both surprising and yet made so much sense to who I am leading me to understand the blood that runs in my veins. We can reclaim who we are.

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This phase covers our blood-rite, or second puberty; the transitioning peri-menopause years leading into menopause. Or to give it its other name, “Moon Pause”.  It’s an intense time where you feel all the feels in all their glory! Rage, hot flushes, insomnia, depression, lower sex drive, or swing to the other extreme of super charged sex drive,  headaches, increasingly irregular periods, mood swings are some of the most common “symptoms” of a transition in our lives that has been medicalised and medicated. We are not allowed to feel and experience this natural change in our bodies without being told we need Hormone Replacement Treatment. While HRT works for some women, just like the pill, it is not for every woman.  According to the NHS website, the majority of women move through this stage around age 48-52 but some begin much earlier or start later – there is no right or wrong time, just as there is no predetermined timescale for the peri-menopause. Sadly, it is during this time when we are most likely to be called hormonal, hysterical, possibly even bi-polar(!) and most definitely a bitch . Lovely

Why?

Because women are meant to be and equally not meant to be everything except for who we are!! Because middle aged women are viewed as less than the Mother (but more than the crone) and vastly diminished and practically worthless compared to the Maiden.  Incase you missed the memo, we are no longer “worth it”. Over 40 or worse, over 50, no no no, that wont do. The Maiden is idolised for her youth but not her experience. We are plied with adverts everywhere about eternal youth, staying young looking, even to “age well” by using anti aging lotions and potions! What’s so wrong with saying:

“Hey, I’m 40/50/60 and I’m aging. I know I’m aging well because I am alive and living and have the life experience to boot!!”

Keep your mouth shut, don’t create a scene, don’t age, stay young and look young but don’t look like mutton! Oh Pu-lease!!

Autumn is so glorious from all its facets, can we please embrace and give reverence to women in their own Autumn too? This is truly a spectacular age that is not to be feared or disregarded, but celebrated for the wise, wild, unabashed, unashamed, knowledgeable and powerful woman that has come into herself. As  nature naturally slows down and the trees shed their leaves, the cycle continues: Birth, blossom, fruit, seed, rebirth.

Can you imagine how incredible it would be if you were part of a women’s sacred circle which honoured the phases of our life cycle and allowed each of us to be held heard and honoured in our respective phases? How different might the world be if Wild Autumn Women took their place, sat in their power, and got on with living, without the prescribed should and expectations? As I have recommended in previous posts, if you don’t have a circle, find one or create one; they are invaluable in my experience. They are as abundant in support and love as Autumn fruits and give you the necessary hygge coziness you need to sustain you through the deepening darkness into winter.

Wild Woman, rise! Wild Women, together, we rise!

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Mother

Mother; we all have one. We were all birthed from our Mother’s womb, whether or not we know her.

Mother; we* will all be one. Whether or not we have have children.

The Mother archetype is the second phase in a woman’s life, following on from the Maiden phase.  Typically, the Mother years span our 30’s, our caring, protecting, nurturing decade when we are in full bloom, where as the Maiden covers years 12 (approx) to 29. This phase is archetypal and embodies the mindset, maturity, emotions and feelings of the “Mother”. Of course, there will be an overlap between the phases for many women as some will be Mothers at 16 years old or not until 45 years old, and some either through choice or otherwise, never become a Mum.

You are the Mother.

The Mother phase may not seem applicable to some as they have chosen not to, or are unable to have children, but that does not rule out the Mother in all of us. She is the Creatrix of life; be that children, career, project, self, garden, however you choose and what ever you create in this life. You are the Mother.

Who is She?

She is a whole host of labels including : Stay At Home mum, Working mum, Pushy mum, Step mum,Tiger mum, Elephant mum, Helicopter mum, Over protective mum, Negligent mum,  Judgmental mum, Holier-than-thou mum, Yummy Mum(my), Slobby mum, Competitive Mum, PTA mum, Earth Mum, Hippie Mum, Teen mum, Old mum, Geriatric (in the UK, pregnant women over the age of 36 are referred to as geriatric…charming) mum, Adopted mum, Child-less woman, IVF mum, Single mum, Busy mum, Absent mum… I’m sure there are 100 more labels that I have missed that could be added. But is that really who she is? I think not.

This phase of our lives is possibly the most judged; we’re damned if we do and damned if we don’t! Your choices here are up for discussion and scrutiny whether you like it and know it or not. But why is this the case? Society and of course, Patriarchy.

The role of mother is valued and equally not valued. Our fertile years carry an expectation that we will reproduce whilst at the same time judge us for staying at home to raise our own children or pass comment that we have returned to the workplace instead of being at home.  To stay at home is a luxury as it is seen as not be participating in or contributing to economic growth of the society, yet to work is seen as a fault as we expect the state or strangers to raise our kids whilst we are at work. Its a no win situation. And that is without the gender pay gap the maternity leave wrongfully exacerbates via unscrupulous and manipulative employers. You will of course be no stranger to the fact that this is specific purely to Mothers; Fathers are not subjected to such restrictions, judgments or expectations.

Should you be childfree/childless during these ‘fertile’ years, you are not free from probing questions and judgement either – regardless of how inappropriate or hurtful the interrogation. “My body, my choice, my business – fuck off and mind your own”  is not, however, regarded as a suitable answer by these judgey types. The flow of the caustic opine is purely one way.

Whilst the Mother is pregnant, in current society, she is revered, fawned over and strangers have a desire to touch your ever growing belly, sans permission. A pregnant woman is celebrated. That is until the baby is born, then the focus shifts. This is the time when Mothers are at their most vital, most important, most in need, yet this is the time when your role begins its demise in patriarchal society. You are invisible, unless you are being judged.  Mother is on the pedestal and every expectation not met is a failing to be scorned.

And I am no stranger to judgement; being judged and judging others. It’s not pretty from either side but it’s there and it runs deep. We judge others from our own insecurities and hurt beyond belief when on the receiving end which further fuels the judgement cycle. Or maybe that’s just me.

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Moving from the Maiden to the Mother is not necessarily an easy transition. We are older, with different priorities to our maiden years, many of us have way more responsibilities too. Raising children, caring for parents or other relatives, supporting friends and sisters with their children, birthing and working in careers, starting and building own businesses and countless other responsibilities that tend to fall on us at this time.  With that extra load, it is absolutely necessary to grieve the loss of our maiden years and its freedoms. We wear our tiredness as a badge of honour and medicate with wine or gin. Societal conditioning plays its part here too with the expectation of us to be selfless in the quest to achieve and do it all. There is also the male gaze to contend with, which is kept sustained by the media. It is a damn site harder to maintain the Maiden physique in the Mother years. Our bodies don’t just snap back into their Maiden mould postpartum, because they aren’t supposed to! They are fuller and rounder, plump and juicy like ripe fruit; no longer just a bud. Just like nature. We are a part of nature rather than apart from nature.

Let’s look positively at this phase in our life. There is so much wisdom, joy, celebration and beauty we can get out of these years should we let ourselves open up to receive.

This is the full moon stage of the lunar cycle – full belly, luminous, beautiful and glorious. Fully in protection mode, healing and receiving. Radiant with health and well being, she is captivating. She is a wonder. Magic.

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Looking at the menstrual cycle, the Mother phase is ovulation, our inner summer. This is our most fertile time, when we have the most energy and are feeling super charged, super sexy, confident and magnetic. (Ironically, in my Mother phase years, I felt super knackered, super frumpy, insecure, full of doubt and lonely as fuck – more so in the first few years rather than the latter as I had then made friends with an amazing group of beautiful, loving and supportive women!). We are living with the lessons we learned during our Maiden’s journey. We are wiser, older, more aware of who we are and what our values and priorities are.

How can we ensure that the Mother years are the positive experience they ought to be? How to cultivate that supportive and nurturing environment? You just know what I’m going to say… Circle!

THIS is one of those times in life when your circle is your life line. Whether a circle of women you gather with regularly in sacred space, or a specific Mother’s circle, the support is there waiting to hold you when you need it. You can be honest and let out the shadow side without judgement and are encouraged to share ALL aspects of this Mother energy – the good, the bad, the struggles and the victories. The fellow women in circle will have been there or going through it similarly. You also have the opportunity to pay this back when the time comes for other women to need the support. It is connection to peers interwoven between generations and differing experiences. There are are many things we would love to say or admit but can’t coz judgment. And judgement surrounding Mothering or the choice not to become a “Mother” is one of the worst and most deeply felt. Personally, had I had the circle in place back when I entered the Mother phase, my own journey would have been dramatically different. I know that to be a fact.

What was my experience was that this phase was my loneliest in my life.  I went from being confident and self assured at 31, to birthing my son and experiencing a 180 degree flip in my personality. When I needed support the most, when at the most vulnerable and lost, self conscious and lacking in self confidence and ability to be the Mother I wanted to be, I was without the support I needed. The friends I had had were gone, and I didn’t initially have the confidence to make more, for a good few of years.  I had my Mum and Mother in Law, both of whom were supportive in their own way, but these 2 women did not a circle make. But once I started believing in myself again and my capabilities, forcing myself out to meet new people – and finding the right ones – my life changed. My group of friends in my circle are treasured and invaluable, not just to me but to one another – our support is collective and given amongst  each other as needed.

Just think what the Mother years would look like if circles where caring, sharing and supporting each other were the norm rather than the judgement and criticism faced in isolation.

The village raises the child.  The circle honours the woman.

(Lissa  ~ Wild Sister Rising)

*The we here refers to CIS women, as this is my frame of reference and understanding.

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40

I’ve taken my 40th jaunt around the sun.

My 30s are now behind me with my 20s now a memory.

I’ve hit “mid life”.

I’ve never looked forwards to a birthday more!

And it didn’t disappoint!!

Yes, it is just another number but to me it’s more than that. It feels like a complete new start; the dawn of the next phase in this life cycle. The Wild Woman phase, the Enchantress, the Medicine Woman, the Mage. Call it what you will, but our 40’s represent the journey into the Autumn years of life, the peri-menopausal years transitioning from our fertile mothering  years into that second puberty where we connect truly with who we are as women, owning our own person.  Of course not every woman takes until she’s 40 to reach this place of knowing herself, but I have, and have been on this journey for a long time.

In honour of such a milestone birthday I gathered my sisters in sacred circle and celebrated a beautiful and emotional time.  Nine of us sat in my livingroom and shared in stories, meditation, crafting, poetry, song, food and ritual. I felt incredibly blessed as my friend led the ceremony of leaving my thirties, with it’s lessons, regrets, achievements and acknowledgements, moving forward to face and embrace any fears of growing older (I have none, I LOVE this aging process and with the wisdom it brings as well as the grey hairs aka wisdom highlights!) and set intentions for this coming stage of my life. My women in my clan of choice also set intentions and wishes for me, which of course were burnt to release said intentions in the central cauldron.  My good old broom was put to good use in symbolically clearing away the old to make space for the new and with a twist on the the matrimonial jumping of the broom, I jumped my broom to cross over into this new phase and exciting times ahead.  Not a typical 40th birthday celebration, but a deeply felt one.

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As well as Circling, the other 40th biggie, was a gift to myself  (also from my 8yo as he wanted to gift it to me). I have wanted a new tattoo for a while and had a rough idea of what I wanted and the symbolism it needed to contain, but an inability to put it all together. I contacted the only artist I knew who would be able to create exactly what I wanted and as expected, it is stunning.

So I got my Goddess Butterfly with the moon and pearls and lace detail that I needed. I don’t think it is possible to love this tattoo more! The detail and artistry is exquisite – and no, it didn’t hurt. Having Fleetwood Mac playing in the background (love Fleetwood Mac) was an added bonus. Thank you Aphra x

Of course, no birthday is complete without cake….

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especially CHEESE CAKE!!!! My Mum pulled a blinder on the cake front this year. I had the chocolate & raspberry slice but when went back later, discovered Scottish Tablet flavour….Oh My Goddess, I have never tasted cheesecake so good!!!!

So far, this being 40 malarkay is proving to ace the 30’s – long may that continue.

Lissa

xx

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Wild Sisters Rising : Marie Gallagher

Welcome to the second  in the series of Wild Sisters Rising!

 

The village raises the child.  The circle honours the woman.

(Lissa Orr ~ Wild Sister Rising)

 

It is a pleasure to introduce  Marie Gallagher ~ Writer, Musician and Mum.

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Which phase of life are you in?

In terms of the maidenhood, motherhood and sage model then I am definitely in motherhood simply because I have a pre-school age child! But your blog Wild Sister Rising has encouraged me to read up on pagan approaches to women’s growth and I really like that motherhood does not just represent having children. It is about harnessing your creativity, working hard, seeing it manifest and gaining fulfillment from it. I have been on a bit of a creative journey over the past few years which has actually culminated in my decision to go back to college and study music, which I didn’t have the courage to do when I was younger. So I suppose I am moving back towards the energy, potential and more spontaneity of the ‘Maiden’ phase!

With the benefit of hindsight and learned wisdom, what do you wish you had known at the start of your cycling journey?

When I was younger there were so many patriarchal and misogynistic aspects of life I just accepted.  I subconsciously believed that I had to strive to conform to society’s male-driven standards in terms of women’s appearance and behaviour.  Now I realise that I am not here for anyone else’s gratification but to do what I genuinely feel is right and healthy for myself and the others around me.

In terms of women’s physical cycles, I am really into being more open about it now.  Society treats periods exactly like we treat childbirth – women have to ‘get on with it’, look presentable and be discreet.  That is why it is so hard for women to talk about physical and mental illnesses related to their menstrual cycle or pregnancy/birth.  There are still so many stereotypical social ideas about and representations of women in the media as emotional/irrational/dependant/weak, yet we are under pressure to be strong when it would be inconvenient for society/men for us to stop.  It is a huge cliche but I think we have to listen to our bodies.  I stop a lot more now when I know my mind and body just need a break, whether that is menstrual or otherwise.  Whenever I do the opposite of what my body tells me I end up feeling worn out, resentful or even ill.

What do you do for self care?

During CBT therapy a few years ago I realised how much a routine helps me to manage my mental health, so self care is about self discipline for me. I’m not completely rigid but I like having set days and times of the week for particular activities, making sure I get up and go to bed at a certain time, etc. I also find tidying, organising and being on top of my to-do list are effective self-care activities for me, as well as sticking to commitments and deadlines. That makes me sound really boring, which is probably true to a certain extent!

Do you have a morning routine? If so, what does that look like?

My wee boy has usually found his way into our bed by the time I am waking up so I write in my journal (ok, scroll through my phone!) for half an hour while he looks at his books (ok, watches Youtube on his Kindle). In all honesty I am an awful excuse for human being first thing in the morning. I drink really strong coffee until I feel alive (I would take it intravenously if I could). One of my aims is to get better at mornings!

Which season in the year is your favourite and why?

Definitely summer. I don’t even care if the weather isn’t that great – I enjoy the lighter evenings and even a slight bit of heat. There is just more sense of possibility and I have more energy. There are also no commercialised festivals during summer (although I suppose you could say that summer itself is completely commercialised as a season!). I find winter pretty miserable despite all the cosy Hygge stuff and I don’t like Halloween, fireworks or Christmas! I hate enforced fun and trailing round the shops in cold and rain buying a load of crap that people don’t even need. Maybe I should change my approach to winter and Christmas and find new ways to experience it and manage it! I would really like to embrace more seasonal rituals like those I have read about in WSR blog, especially the ones relating to making fires!

What are you reading just now?

Coal Black Mornings’ by Brett Anderson. I am such a big Suede fan and the copy I picked up in Waterstones was a signed one which I am very happy about!

Which book has been most influential on your path?

‘Big Magic: Creative Living Beyond Fear’ by Elizabeth Gilbert is really inspiring. She has a podcast of the same name which is also brilliant.

What has been the most valuable piece of advice you have received?

I attended a workshop run by the author Kaite Welsh a few months ago who said someone once told her ‘You can’t hate yourself into a version of yourself that you like’. I think it is great advice that I wish someone had given to me when I was in my early 20s!

How do you like to relax and unwind?

Having a chat and a laugh with family and friends, singing, writing, reading. Also listening to 90s pop music really loud and getting all nostalgic – I always stick on Absolute Radio 90s when I am feeling a bit gloomy!

If you were stranded on a desert island, what would be your 3 must have items?

A radio

My guitar

A big pair of socks because, even if it is 90 degrees, I still have cold feet.

Do you have a mantra or affirmation that you live by?

I had a revelation a few years ago – that the word selfless is really horrible because it is basically saying that to be a good person and help others you need to be ‘less of self’, that you need to put yourself away in a box somewhere. Actually, I think if you are going to interact with people on a deep level you need to be ‘more of self’. Being authentic is much more important than trying to make yourself disappear for the approval of others – trying not to be yourself isn’t helpful to anyone.

Describe your perfect day

I find it hard to think about questions like this. I struggle if someone asks what was the best day of my life too – I always feel like you should roll out the stock answers! There are lots of people I love spending time with and activities that I like doing. For me, genuine and deep happiness is always about my connection with others – when you have really amazing chats, laugh really hard or are absorbed in what you are doing together. This can happen in the most everyday situations, even in the workplace! Similarly, you could be in the most beautiful setting and be really depressed or with someone who doesn’t make you happy.

What does Wild Sister Rising mean to you?

In terms of the phrase but also Lissa’s blog and community of women, I think it is about following your intuition and thinking consciously about your personal development. It is also about women coming together to share encouragement, wisdom and compassion for each other. I think ‘Rising’ is the really interesting part of it as it makes me think of emerging, growing and becoming powerful. I think it is about women ‘coming up’ to take more control in their own lives, to influence society in their own way. It is rejecting patriarchal ideas about what power and success actually means.


You can follow Marie on instagram @fuzzypeachgirl, twitter @fuzzypeachgirl or through her beautiful writing at peachesandscream.blog 

More about Marie :

Hello, I’m Marie! I live just outside Glasgow with Kev, my husband and Flynn, my almost five-year-old son.   I’m having fun being a stay at home parent right now and my career background is in youth work and further/community education.  I’m a writer and musician in my spare time.  Very soon I’m going ‘back to school’ to study for an HND in Music Performance. (As cheesy as it is, I’ve decided to follow my dream!).  I love to explore wellbeing, mental health and creativity and the links between them, especially in relation to women’s lives which is why I started my blog.

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When Women Circle

Circle of Women

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.

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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

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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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