Taproot - Love Pillow

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That photo above first appeared in my Instagram feed many, many moons ago.  In fact, I think it may even have been about a year ago.  It was a time when I was gearing up for a work trip interstate and my kids were feeling anxious over me going away without them.  I left them in the trusted and very capable hands of their beloved Granny, however this was to be the start of a continuing journey with separation anxiety.


Months later, I found out that the theme for Issue 26 of Taproot magazine was HEAL and I thought a tutorial for the Love Pillows we made in the lead up to that trip, would make a perfect contribution.  Lucky for me, they thought so too, however they very nearly knew nothing about it because as the deadline approached I found myself busy with Nature Play SA and Wild Ones mag and I wasn't sure if I'd be able to piece it all together in time.  Taproot accept what's known in the mag world as 'on-spec' contributions.  This is short for 'on-speculation' and what it means is that instead of pitching an idea and then setting to work on the article once it has been approved and all word counts, deadlines and fees have been discussed, you put the work in first and then submit your absolute very best version 'cold', with no guarantee of publication.  I use to go hard with both approaches when I was first setting out on this writing adventure of mine, but these days I tend to prefer to pitch and have it be secured before I put the work in.

However, Taproot is different!  Taproot is worth doing the work and going in cold, with no guarantee.  It's a publication that grows stronger with every issue and I have been a subscriber since the very first one.  I absolutely adore it and this is the second time my words have been included in their pages and it makes me feel very honoured and proud to have their title in my portfolio.  

So going back to the looming deadline, I knew I wasn't breaking any contracts or letting down Editors by not submitting.  But I also knew that I really wanted to contribute this piece, not only because if I didn't I would be disappointing myself, but mostly because there is so much I can offer around the topic of Healing.  I actually had to choose between several different ideas for contribution, but a tutorial around these Love Pillows was definitely the standout.  My only wish back then, was that I had taken photos the first time around but as it turned out, it is the detailed step-by-step images I took when repeating the making for this article that have been included and compliment the tutorial instructions so beautifully.  So instead I feel ever so grateful for the few late nights I had but mostly to the Tradie who rescheduled on me that day way back last November.  I was saved from having to deal with maintenance issues and constant interruptions and was instead, able to use the time for craft and photo-taking.  Without that unexpected turn of events, it's unlikely this piece would have come together in time.  Serendipity for the win!


Childhood anxiety is becoming more and more widespread and there are many theories being documented for the reasons as to why.  I have some of my own beliefs but have also recently learned* that anxiety is particularly prevalent in children between the ages of 8 - 10yrs.  This is known to be a classic developmental stage where children feel excited, thrilled and intrigued by the newness of the young adult world they are stepping into, however it can very quickly become confusing, frightening and overwhelming.  They then step back again into the childhood world that is so familiar to them, and one which offers comfort and reassurance but can also be frustrating and boring.  All those feelings, all those emotions running rampant within the heart and mind of someone who is no longer a child, but not yet an adult.  It's no wonder our little darlings get anxious, yes?  

Within our family, there is certainly an ebb and flow to our personal struggles with the anxiety beast and when it rears up inside my oldest, those feelings become incredibly consuming.  For her, it's a compounding double whammy effect whereby her grief around the death of her dad gets mixed up with the fear of losing me, and then this is all muddled up with the extra sensitivities that come with her now being ten, the ripe developmental age for anxiety to be acute.  Truth be told, sometimes it becomes a complete mess and the two of us simply ride the wave as gently and graciously as possible, which usually means lots of tears and cuddles.  

Our Love Pillows proved very effective for that weekend and have been slept with every night since.  They are not a cure-all, but they absolutely do offer something.  They offer comfort, support and understanding, but mostly they offer the little bit of extra Love just when it is needed most.


You'll find my tutorial spanning pages 54 to 57 in this current issue of Taproot and it's accompanied by loads of pretty pictures with detailed instructions, and a list of the materials you'll need, plus tools and notions.  There's also a backstory on why and how the original Love Pillows came to be but it's such fun giving a little behind the scenes insight here on the blog and through Instagram, don't you think?


This latest issue was released last month but because of the international mail delay, I have only just received my copy and it's a ripper!  So many inspiring recipes, tutorials and stories inside and if you are in the U.S, well you're the lucky ducks!  It's widely distributed all around the States in what sound like pretty fabulous stores, but otherwise, if you're across big wide spans of ocean like us here in Australia, you can certainly grab yourself a copy through the Taproot online store, but for those more local to me, Tassie based Spiral Garden have it in stock too!

Enjoy friends!  And if you do grab yourself a copy, please drop me a line as I'd love to hear what you think xo


* through our family naturopath who has deep roots in anthroposophical medicine and is not only a wealth of knowledge but also mixes us magical herbal tonics for all our various needs.


Winter 2017


Erhumm, right then...  I think perhaps an apology is needed.  I am sorry for disappearing from this space without any notice at all.  I did put a little post up on Instagram, way back in July, explaining where I was at and my need to retreat but that explanation never quite made it here.

Three months it's been!!!  Pretty much the whole of Winter!  Shortly after my last post, I hit a wall.  It was a classic and very real case of burnout and none too pleasant.  I promptly decided to shut down and go into radical self-care mode.  I thought maybe it would only be for a week or two, but then I found myself embarking on several big changes all at once.  Life offered me a cross road, or a fork would be more accurate - right as those two massive eclipses came about... funny that eh?!  Things needed fixing, externally and internally and since I'm not one to delay matters, I swiftly went about purging some old to make way for the new.  Thing was, I wasn't entirely sure what those new things were going to look like and to be honest, I'm still only a tiny bit clearer.  One thing is certain though, as soon as I closed a few doors, new ones opened.  Fresh opportunities appeared and decisions had to be made.  To do so, I really had to filter out the noisy online world of social media in order to process all that was needed and integrate this next faze in my journey.  The changes are all very new and still unfolding, thus I am moving through very consciously and mindfully - or at least I am trying to, but let me tell you there is a good dose of anxiety going on!  I am needing to remind myself constantly of my own words... observe it without attaching to it.  Urgh, so much easier said than done!

Once I have found my feet a little more firmly, I can't wait to share more about this new direction of mine and although I am not wishing this year away just yet, I do feel that 2018 is set to be a good one.  I am so, so grateful to those of you who reached out with sweet words of kindness and support.  Thank you!!!  It filled my heart to have you check up on me xo

So here we are, the Spring Equinox was a small handful of days ago and Winter is behind us.  These pics are a snapshot of some of the many things we 3 have been up to... **



We are a beach loving family, four seasons of the year!  Do not be fooled, while those two appear in shorts, this Mumma was layered up in her merinos!  Besides, who can resist playing 'Otter' and sliding down the sand mounds?


The mini-orchard is slowly starting to take shape!  This years plantings include... 2 varieties of pear, 1 nectarine, 1 peach, 1 apricot, 1 Kaffir lime, 1 mandarin (making a total of 2), and 3 blueberries.  Although digging those holes practically killed me and happened to coincide with the nuclear implosion of our hot-water service (read: no hot shower at the end of a hard day digging! - it was not a good week!), despite those begrudged character building experiences, I am now thrilled that those trees have their roots in the earth!


We foraged for olives!  Around here, olives are actually considered a pest, having been introduced with early European settlement.  But given there are so many trees growing wild nearby we decided to have our first attempt at harvesting a few.  There are now three jars down in the cellar which, according to Matt and Lentil of Grown & Gathered, should be ready by Christmas!

And then there was pinecone collecting.  We were a little late with it this year as normally this is a late Summer - early Autumn activity.  But, with the olive trees neighbouring the pine forest... well, better late than never :)  And, FYI, if you weren't already aware, pinecones make for the very best fire-starters!


And now here we are...  Hello Spring! 

I do hope all is well in your corner of the world, friends!

Lots of love xo


**I just realised that none of them show the crafting that went on.  Let me tell you, craft as we all know, has been a saviour!  There's been knitting, stitching, makeovers, novels read and even a Game of Thrones binge session - I was a little behind on my seasons!


Guilt & Shame


I've been trying to write this post for months (or so it feels) but it hasn't been an easy one to piece together.  I've struggled with what to say and how to say it, and also what not to say.  Initially when I first felt inspired to write about shame and guilt, especially their relationship to fear, pain and grief, I thought it would all just come spilling out of me, and although I feel like I have those words and thoughts ready to spill, I'm also acutely aware that there are parts of my experience with shame and guilt that cannot yet be shared.  They will be soon, when the time is right, but for now I have to skit around the edges and not delve into a really significant part of my personal experience.  Not only does that feel frustrating, but it also feels like I'm dishonouring you by not sharing all that I want to share.  Oh the irony of it all, feeling the shame and guilt over writing about the very same!  There's nothing straight forward about us Humans is there?!  We really are a multi-layered complicated bunch! 

On that note, you are aware that just because I'm writing about this stuff and encouraging this discussion, it does not mean I have all the answers, yes?  This is us engaging in a conversation so that we can all gain some kind of enlightened healthy perspective and take a little bit of peace and understanding into our days.  None of us have the answers and that is why I believe this conversation is so important.  It does not mean I've finished working through all my stuff, I'm not sure any of us ever actually finish working through our stuff.  We shed, we gain, we work on it, we clear it and we become stronger and more able to recognise our stuff for what it truly is.  We're able to play the observer of that stuff and of those emotions rather than attaching our 'selves' and our reactions to it.  This is what comes with digging deeply and doing the inner work.  We are Beings in a Human body here to have Human experiences. This is what it's about!  So here I am sitting in this topic of guilt and shame, while feeling the discomfort of those conditions, and simultaneously writing about them.  Now you see why this post has been a struggle?  Plus, that experience right there is another example of that 'observing the experience while participating in the experience' thing that I mentioned in this post.  Right now, I'm feeling it, observing it, allowing for said feelings and acknowledging their presence, but... BUT, I'm not attaching my 'self' to them and therefore they have no power or control over me.  Because of that, they cannot influence my reactions and emotions.  I continue to have the choice over how I feel in this given moment and how that shapes the direction of my future.  Huh?  You say.  How does that work when I've just admitted that I'm unable to share the fullness of my experience in this part of my story...?  Well, it's not my fear that is blocking that, it's the compassion and respect for some of my loved ones, and that makes it very very different.  That is why I have my conflict, because I have to make a choice between honouring myself and our conversation (yours and mine), or maintaining necessary respect and compassion for those closest to me.  Eeep... like I said, we're a multi-layered complicated bunch!

I decided I wanted to try and illustrate this Human Experience with a visual, so I designed a little flowchart.  You can supersize it by giving it a click.  It's a work in progress though, okay.  This is the very first time I've tried to connect the dots in a visual way and even as I publish this post, I think it's highly possible that some tweaking is needed.  The difficulty is that there are so many grey areas, so many blurred boundaries and interchangeable aspects.  In truth, there could probably be a whole lot more detail and a thousand double headed arrows directing the energies toward and away from each other.  But hey, it's a start and I didn't want to overcrowd it or make it too complicated!  A simple visual always works best, less is more yes?  And what I would dearly dearly love, is for your input.  I would love to create a chart that we have all worked on together, so that this really can be a collaborative project.  It is The Human Experience after all.  And just so you know, the 'Triggers' are not limited to those I have listed, but I've just tried to focus on the massive significant 'game changers'.  Our ultimate aim within ALL Human experiences is to chose LOVE over FEAR and no matter what has gone on, is going on or is yet to go on, we always, ALWAYS, have that choice!

I have a friend who recently shared with me her struggles with guilt and shame.  Her guilt around not offering support to someone she loves during their time of grief.  Her shame over her own avoidance of pain, and that compounding effect of shame over the shame!  Like I mentioned in my initial Why Do We Run post; grief and pain are inevitable, fear is unavoidable, but guilt and shame?  Well, I'm of the belief that they are a choice, what do you think?  They definitely do not serve us any positive purpose and I'm wondering whether guilt and shame come about as a direct result of fear and are created when we forfeit our power to said fear?  If we are able to fill our fear with Love and the self-worth and compassion that surrounds Love, would that grant us freedom from guilt and shame?  I'm thinking that maybe it just might. 

During that time when my friend was unable to support her friend through her grief, my friend was herself experiencing massive emotional turmoil and pain from another unrelated event.  She has been carrying some level of shame and guilt ever since as she wishes she had been able to be there for her friend.  Now I am unaware of her friend's response in all this but I do know that my friend needs to absolutely let herself off the hook!  She needs to forgive herself and the great thing is that her process has begun.  She now recognises it for what it is and how it has come about.  Like I said to her, seeing the truth behind those fear based energies is the first massive step to clearing and releasing it, and therefore no longer attaching ourselves to it or allowing it the power to define who we are and who we wish to become.  Her forgiveness of herself needs to come from Love and honouring her own worth.  To choose compassion over shame, Love over Fear.  She also needs to detach her response from that of her friend's.  Definitely not an easy thing to do and not especially if her friend is unable to move through her own grief because she could very well project her own pain and fear onto my friend, which in turn would exacerbate my friend's guilt and shame... and the vicious wheel keeps turning. 

Something I have experienced over the past two and a half years, but only recently worked through my negative response, is that you can't force someone to deal with their stuff.  Encourage them, YES.  Support them, YES.  But force them, no.  It's just like the old saying, you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make them drink.  What I mean by this is that there are many people who use to be in the life I shared with Tuck, who are no longer in my life now *.  Each one of these people spoke many promises to me during those early days.  Those promises have not been kept and you know what?  That's totally okay!  I didn't necessarily feel that way twelve months ago, heck I'm not even sure I felt that way six months ago!  I've had to dig deep and work through my fear based reactions that manifested as disappointment and anger.  As soon as I shoved my Ego (read fear) out the way, I saw the truth and I was able to switch those negative feelings into compassion.  These people, their response, their lack of action?  It's nothing to do with me or my children, and it's only very loosely connected to Tuck.  It's about them.  It's about their pain, their fear, their grief.  They were/are not able to support me because they did/do not have it to give.  They have not fitted their gas mask (explanation coming), in other words, they have not yet honoured their own healing.  They are hurting too much and are consumed by their own fear and their own pain.  And they are the only ones who can take responsibility for that.  It's a self-care thing and around that is a self-worth thing.  Guess what my 'Word For The Year' is for 2017?  Ha, yep, WORTH!  KABAMMM!!!!  There we have it. 


There was an article I wrote last year that was published in an Aussie mag, where I shared about single parenting and used the analogy of flight attendants when they advise passengers to fit their own gas masks before assisting another.  You know the one... in the event of an emergency etc etc... it's always standard legal procedure before take-off.  We can translate that to ALL areas of life.  The friend I mentioned before (my friend, not my friend's friend), and those other people in my life who haven't kept their promises, they are the passengers.  We are all the passengers if we are not honouring our own self-worth and we continue to allow fear to drive the car.  We have to fit our own gas mask before stepping up to help.  You cannot step up to help in any true emotionally supportive sense if you yourself are in pain, if you are grieving, and any action of support will be diverted because of that emotional pain.  Does that make sense?  Let me offer an example, there are people who I have asked to help out in various ways, small things, easily dismissible things.  Although willing and of good intent, the follow through of their actions has lacked because (I believe) of their own fear and grief.  That action serves as a reminder to the pain they themselves are trying to run from.  It's harder to ignore if it's right in your face and that is what the 'follow though' to their promises, that action of support, does.  It shoves it right back into the forefront of your consciousness.  The reason my friend needs to detach her response from her friend's response is because depending on where her friend is at, it may not serve as a benefit.  If I did not feel compassion for these people who were unable to support me, then my grief, my pain, my fear, could create a very ugly scenario and add layers of guilt and shame to what they are possibly already experiencing.  We should never try and project our fear onto someone else, that's ours to work through, not theirs.  No doubt they have their own and it can get very confusing when we subconsciously take on that which belongs to someone else.  There's an acronym for this and my dear friend and healer calls it, OPS (Other People's Shit!)

So my friends, how about we make a pact?  Let's all connect through our Love not our fear and let's remove our attachments to our own and each others fear so that these things called guilt and shame are no longer a part of our conditioning.  No one said these Human experiences were easy!  But you know what?  When you actually learn how to observe them instead of attach to them, it becomes a bit of a game.  I like to think of it as a golf game in particular, not that I've ever properly played golf but I have done the odd 9 hole in the past and here's the thing... if you get lazy or cocky, even just for one stroke of the club, if you slump on your stance or short cut your follow through, your games gonna go to crap! 

So people, let's stand up tall, straight and strong, let's breathe, let's focus, and let's play shall we? ;)



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* A part of this distancing from those other people in my life is also connected to the natural evolution of things.  I am just emerging from my chrysalis, that forced metamorphosis brought on by Tuck's death.  I have changed, absolutely.  I believe my experience has created a difference within me that is better than how I was before.  With that comes a natural shift, one that is part of the cycle of life.  I am not who I was before and I don't want to be.  I wonder if a butterfly ever acknowledges it's life as a caterpillar, or whether it even remembers that life?  Some things, some people, some friendships, I recognise as belonging to who I was, not who I am.  They are part of a previous season now, one that is doing it's own thing and undergoing it's own adventures as I welcome the new things, the new people and the new friendships that are helping me create the seasons of my future.

** The little bits and pieces in the top photograph were temporarily taken from my Vision Board for this year for the purpose of that pic - they're back where they belong now... pinned among all the other things that are important to me and are a part of my annual focus.  My Board is positioned right above my desk where I can see all those good things, all day, every day ;)  And my Word For The Year garland?  Well, I have this box of pretty wooden letter cuts, only at the start of this year I couldn't find that box for all the tea in China, so I used what letters I could from the scattered random ones I found in my search and Evie offered to make the remaining, "W" and "T".  I have since found my box, but I rather like that my girl and I collaborated for my "WORTH" so I kept her homemade letters!