sometimes you just have to do…

sometimes you just have to do….

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well it’s well over a week….

well it's well over a week…..

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Structure. . Full Moon . . .Intentions

Structure. . Full Moon . . .Intentions.

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Rocket Fuel

Deva-line Essence Rocket Fuel. . . .takes you to where you want to go!

The process. . ..  .unlocking, releasing

the ‘old’ from your Body.

Letting go of the old

from your muscles and tissues.

Forward moving Energy

is powerful indeed!

Strong forward movement

your longed for


Life bursting forward

Spring Energy vibrant

Life bursting forward


from its containers

Strong winds blowing

all being relocated

new places

new things

everything in motion

Old Heart blockages


Body healing

feeling emotional

missing companions

Awareness of others



Big things happening

Heart Energy

very active


moving forward

lots unfolding

Beginning of the last

chapter of 2012


need to be clear


in focus.

lotsa luv


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For Moon Month. . . Iris Essence

Deva-line Flower Essence. . .Iris

Allowing you to care for yourself

without guilt

 Not sacrificing self for others

becoming familiar with your own power

 and manifesting your dreams

 fulfilling your true purpose

 loving, nurturing & pampering yourself

 relaxing & receiving

 claiming your power

 manifesting your gifts.


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I heard it speak. . .

‘my winter garden’

In 1993 I moved down to a little shack high on the mountain. . .in Palmwoods. . . just out of Mullumbimby.  My son, Zeke, was 7 yrs. . . .I just knew I had to get out of the ‘rat race’, the traffic in Brisbane. . .was really affecting me.  People used to laugh when I said that. . .’cause I’m originally from Sydney.

Not long after we arrived at our ‘new home’ . . .it was dark. . .all our worldly possessions sitting in boxes around us.  It was a very humble shack. ..  the ‘Rat’ people were the previous tenants  -yes, they carried Rats around on their shoulders.  It was all I could afford, ’cause I knew it was time. . .to STOP. . . .and just be. . . my body was giving me messages loud and clear.  I attempted to make a sandwich for Zeke. . . .fighting the cockroaches. . .there must have been hundreds, I’d never seen so many.  My gorgeous boy sat on a box. . .tears in his eyes. . .he choked. . .”we’ve never lived in a pigsty before”. . . .such an amazingly gorgeous child. . . .so fortunate am I.

I reassured him that we wouldn’t live in there until I’d done lotsa work. . .we had the van. . .and a campground near by. . . that evening we slept in the van.  Next day, I set up the van for Zeke. . .my comfy Futon (I used to make them) and all my gorgeous cushions (used to make them too). . . piles of books and a plate of cut fruit. . . .Zeke looked like King Faruq. . .so regal. . .and so deserving.  Then I went inside and began the cleaning.

It took weeks. . .I scrubbed and scrubbed. . . .then began the painting. . . we weren’t going to move in there. . until the bedrooms were completed.  We lived out of the van. . .and down at the campground. . .Zeke was happy. . .and I knew I’d made the right decision. . . .the environment was simply breathtaking.

Of course, we eventually moved into our little shack. . .all renovated . . .the owner watched us with amusement. . .and I must say surprise. . . .yep I certainly was an excellent tenant. . . when I rented.

Anyway I was going to write one of my poems here. . . .written back in 1993. . .it was my first walk up the mountain. . .cradling our little shack.  It shocked me. . . it was the first time. . .I heard the Land. . .speak to me.

I heard it speak

it said to me

“I hurt’, “I’m in pain”

“look what they’ve done to me”

 Quite unexpected it came

a city girl

I’ve often been

didn’t expect

the Land. . . .to speak to me

The heart within me

felt the pain

the same life

that sustains

us both

‘Oh my god’

I said

tears came

to my eyes

‘why have they done this to you’

Human beings

where has our feeling


awaken, awaken

the danger time

has come



As we left Palmwoods. . .me to Ipswich and Zeke to live with his Father in Adelaide. . .he again had tears in his eyes. . .and he choked as he spoke. . . .”this has been the most incredible time . . . .of my whole life”. . .. so precious he is. . .so lucky am I.

much love


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I love life

I love life.

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