What the Fae? has been sadly neglected recently. Oh, there is a reason (there are always reasons, even bad ones)… one that after everything was said and done fills me with joy. But it was a journey to get to that feeling today as dawn breaks.
We’ve purchased our first home… well, the mortgage company and us. 🙂 Yet as long as those monthly payments are made (on time), this is our home now. I cannot truly describe the freedom (and responsibility) that has settled upon me this past month since moving in. Awe, certainly knowing that this is mine, I make the decisions here (along with my co-owner) but they are still our agreed-upon choices and not the whim of a landlord who decides to ruin a lovely view of the woods where a herd of deer wanders through daily with 14 apple trees as he builds an orchard on “his” property. That was the final straw for us. The decision wasn’t easy but it was necessary and thankfully everything worked out in the end. (but what a journey the road to homeownership truly is)
The feelings of peace and joy within the chaos of moving in are indescribable. Boxes are still scattered everywhere, some taped shut, others half empty, still more awaiting recycling day… but it’s my chaos, that’s the difference. Kind of like life actually.
I was amazed at the trash we were able to toss before the move. Things that were no longer useable, unneeded, or simply kept for the memory (when in reality the memory is in the mind not the item). Some of those undecided things came with us, but I’m finding that I’m more willing to let those “not sure” things end up in the trash more often than finding a spot for them. And that is… freeing is the only word that comes to mind.
Late last winter, super early spring – around this time of year – there was a huge flock of about 50 to 60 robins all over my backyard. It was a sight that immediately brought a smile of wonder that’s for sure.
I’d thought it was a once-in-a-lifetime sighting, for I’d certainly never seen more than 2 or 3 robins together at the same time before.
…they’re back! I just had my wee dog out for a well, necessity trip to the backyard, and there before our eyes (and Harley’s wagging tail) was another large flock of robins. Not quite as many, more like 30 or so but still. They came back and stopped by on their migration trip from wherever they’d spent the winter. How cool is that?
And maybe this very long, stormy, icy, cold winter is about to finally end.
It’s a little before 6:30 a.m. here, dawn is breaking on the horizon. I can see its beautiful hues from the sliding glass door on my patio. it’s just one reason why I chose this room for my own.
A new day with new possibilities, and old responsibilities. And, at this moment, I can embrace each for its own worth.
It’s been said, by those that claim to know such things, that it takes a certain number of days to form new habits. While there may be science behind that claim, I believe that it is a person’s motivation for change that truly drives the learning of a new habit. After all, something only becomes a habit by doing the same thing over and over until it becomes a natural part of living.
Yesterday I reclaimed my own well-being, my own attention on my personal self-care. So, today is Day One of that new journey. I’ve managed to go for about 17 hours without once letting the “I can’t _____ ” (fill in the blank with negative thoughts) steal my good mood from me. Will every day be so successful? Of course not, but I can celebrate those 17 hours as a good start.
I believe that at some point we go beyond the need to survive the day and move into wanting to enjoy the day, no matter what happens in those 24 hours. That is part of the striking “I can’t” from my habit list. When one believes, truly at their core believes that their worth is somewhere near the mud at the bottom of a pond… well, the only logical thing to do for survival is to swim toward the surface and wash that mud off. That is truly what my desire to strike “I can’t” from my vocabulary rises from. I’m tired of feeling like the nasty bottom of a pond, I’d much rather be that waterlily that graces the surface of the pond with beauty knowing its roots are grounded in the mud for its life. There is a difference, and I challenge you to really see what that is in your own life. (I challenge myself to remember this analogy every single day as well)
I’ll be back tonight with an update. For now, I’m about to go enjoy this cold, crisp, beautiful day – I wish the same for you.
I think the last few years have taken a toll on all of us. Yet, some of us (myself included) have long battled a war against ourselves. We believe the worst about ourselves, even when there is no evidence of truth in those beliefs.
After a day where I had been particularly down on myself, something snapped, a conversation was remembered, and finally, I had had enough of myself.
When the words of someone who loves you cannot reach your inner self it’s time to re-evaluate your priorities. And that is what I’m going to be doing for the rest of this year (and perhaps beyond).
Now the absolute truth is… we all have too much personal information out there in the world through the internet. So, I won’t be going into teeny, tiny details about my personal struggles. In general, yes. In detail, no. Yet what I can say is simply I have been a victim of verbal and mental abuse in relationships at two times in my life (guess I didn’t learn that lesson on what to look for fast enough). I know what it feels like to be told you’re worthless, you can’t do anything right, you are not “enough” for a relationship. I’ve been there I’ve got the tears to prove it. That’s the only detail I’m giving out – the base of my feelings of self-inadequacies is driven by those years of negativity in my life. And it continued to undercut the rest of my life… until today when I made a choice to seek something better for myself.
Don’t ever believe it’s too late for you – as long as you draw breath, there is time enough to take care of yourself, to love yourself.
So. For today – and maybe for this week, I’m setting one goal for myself. To do away with the automatic phrase “I can’t…” and fill in whatever blank comes after. I can. I have. I will again so that “I can’t” is just BS. Plain and simple. Yet. I also have to believe it and I’m not there just yet but working on it. So for now no more “I can’t” – I will, even if it scares me, I will.
That’s if for today. I’m off to putter with plants because that brings me joy… and we all need joy in our lives.
Take care of yourself – you are the only ‘you’ in existence, celebrate that unique person.
Life is all about change, isn’t it? I believe we all can say that the previous year (2020), and the continued more restrained chaos of 2021 certainly changed all of our lives in different ways.
For me, it’s been far, far too easy to just let despair, depression flow over me, and curling up in a tight, secure, bubble of a ball was a mental safety-net that I allowed myself. That might have helped in some ways – but did damage in other ways as well.
It’s time to step back into the world that I once found beautiful. It’s time for some very different changes – and that is what you’ll see reflected in this newer version of Fae Serena. I’ll still be sharing my love of fairy anything, my desire to conquer the making of fairy gardens, but I’m also spreading out a bit into something that is very important to me, especially at this time.
Self-Care ~ Self-Love ~ Self-Assurance
As I do some tending to myself ( as I should have done years ago ) I’ll be making that journey here at this website. Oh, those tiny, personal details will never make it into a post – but in general, in spirit, in perhaps helping someone else… those will all be here, easily seen. Negative thoughts will destroy a person – only relearning to change the negative to at best positive, at the least neutral, can change ultimately the spiral into constant negativity in one’s life. That is my goal for 2021. I invite you along on this journey…
… or you could just look for the succulent posts, or the fairy garden posts, or whatever else hits my fancy on this journey called life. 🙂
I have always loved cactus. They are majestic in their prickly way, and years ago I was living in a house with the right kind of light that mine flourished even bloomed. Unfortunately, life happened and I moved to an apartment with hardly any light so my cactus collection was eventually given away before they all died on me. *sigh*
A few months ago I decided to give succulents a try once again. Different location, a little better light — and I discovered grow lights! I’ve slowly been gathering up some beauties through a monthly subscription and a few sales along the way. I’ve been surfing through YouTube for “how-to” videos and found a gardener that I really enjoy watching as she creates beautiful succulent and sometimes cactus arrangements. I’m about to try my hand at this myself, so we’ll see how that turns out.
Now, my small collections aren’t as big or as colorful as this picture… but I am going to put them in rather close to each other to see how they look and if they thrive in that type of planting. Guess I’m going to have to learn the camera on my phone to show my own progress, right? *mutters* 🙂