I have come home from my little trip to the seaside with a refreshed spirit and with not as white legs as i had before we went...*laughing*... The weather was sunny and warm at day and cool and rainy at night- perfect! The two ladies i went together with (my mother and mother in law) had some plans together of their own and i had mine, everyone of us came home again the with the lovely feeling of having spent the time just as we wanted. My two main wishes for this trip were to spend most of the time by the sea shore and also to read a little bit. The ladies wanted to go shopping, conversating "all day long", drinking cold white vine and eating fresh shrimps- we all got what we wanted........*smiling*...
|"Flutterby like a butterfly" by Catriona Sweeney.|
Together we visited a heavenly yarnstore (for those of you wondering: YES, i came out of the shop WITH yarn...ha-ha....two skeins of baby merino wool, one skein in french ochre and one in a heavenly shade of plum color), a used book store and a charming little cafè.
And i am almost ashamed to admit but EVERY single day we EACH ate some slices of the delicious cream and summerberry cake that my mother in law had baked with for the trip (in our "defense" i must tell that we celebrated my mother's birthday). I truly feel like i have gained some weight on this trip....both around my waist because of the endless cake eating and in my heart because of the happiness and refreshment one can only be given through spending time in nature. Something truly happens to ones soul when one is being sunkissed while listening to the sound of the sea...makes me think about some lines that i read yesterday by the lovely John O'Donohue:
"May you take time to celebrate the quiet miracles that
seek no attention.
May you be consoled in the secret symmetry of your soul.
May you experience each day as a sacred gift woven
around the heart of wonder."
I had put with some books in my bag and i ended up with spending quite a lot of time reading. Actually i was unable to put away the book that i had started on just before we went: "The lost wife" by Alyson Richman. Just by reading the first few pages this story found it's way straight to my heart. Parts of this story is based on actual events and some of the events in this book is so horrible and deeply painful to read about that i had to cry, but don't let that scare you from reading it, the book is so full of love, hope, courage, strenght and beauty.......i want to recommend this book with all of my heart!
Here are some quotes from it:
“She always told us there were two types of women. Those who are lit from the outside and those who are lit from within. The first needs the shimmer of a diamond to maker her sparkle, but for the other, her beauty is illuminated through the sheer light of her soul.”
"In my old age; I have come to believe that love is not a noun, but a verb. An action. Like water, it flows to its own current. If you were to corner it in a dam, true love is so bountiful it would flow over. Even i separation, even in death, it moves and changes."
When i came home a beautiful snail mail from Ireland were waiting for me! The photo in this post is a detail from the card that Caitriona had made me, "Flutterby like a butterfly". What a perfect way to be wished welcome when coming home...*smiling*...