I wast late to the Netflix party because . . . . . video stores.  I miss them, I loved them.  Streaming felt like I was cheating on them.

             But now, they’re mostly all gone.  (At least here, anyway.  I heard that there are still some around.  Might they also make a comeback, the way records did?)  I have to move forward, I have to watch SOMEthing when I get done with work and sit mindlessly crafting in my chair.

             Thankfully we’ve come across some fabulous BBC programming.  I couldn’t be happier!  We blew through every single season available of the Great British Bake Off/Baking Show, then moved on to the Great Pottery Throw Down, British Home Cooks, and are now rolling around in the clover field that is Love Your Garden plus Big Dreams Small Spaces.

             Where it all takes me is to a Happy Place.  Speaking the Queen’s English, proper teas, misty cool weather, ancient smooth stones, and a soft genuine caring for others.  Where it has brought my focus is to:


             For nearly one full year now we’ve lived in a rental house which doesn’t belong to us.  The dwelling that DOES have our names on it, isn’t where we currently dwell.  It can feel unsettled.  And not cozy.

             What I keep being reminded, whether it’s by a clay artist, a master gardener, or classically trained chefs who create/toil side-by-side with messy amateurs, is that, the old saying Home is Where Your Heart Is has some truth to it.

             We can make a house a home simply by being in it.  Or, we can suffer with (as Dan calls them when I have a severely strong bout of) The Wanty Wants.  Being miserable about what we don’t have doesn’t make anything better for anyone.  It certainly does not fill the needy gaps.

             Looking for a way to improve our surroundings, even if it ends up being in tiny, inexpensive ways, brightens our mood, helping to lift us up, instead of dragging us down.

             It’s about Transition, it’s about Observation, it’s about Perspective.  There is movement forward.  There are changes we can’t avoid, we may as well embrace them.  It has everything to do with an Attitude Adjustment.

             Which, as a surprise to no one, is precisely where our attention is drawn, here, reminding us of the life-death-rebirth cycle.  It’s a process, and it’s progress.

home and transformation

“Crocodile   ~ the alchemy of energy teaches that death will always yield new life.

Silently slipping through her riverine world, guardian of the margins between land and water, of the mud from which life springs, Crocodile is keeper of all knowledge.

Her wisdom speaks both of the enduring nature of life and its utter fragility, of gentleness and ferocity of how death yields life and the constant transformation of all energy.

If Crocodile has swum to you, the time has come to examine the primordial mysteries of life and prepare yourself for rebirth and the wonders it will bring.”

             My home decor options are limited, so I do what I’m able with what I can find.   Observing our “home” as a feeling-in-motion, rather than a solid place we own or create, can help those of us who are re-birthing right now.

             It seems less severe when we view our living situation as an emotion (a feeling, a heart-flow) instead of a location (a place or a limit).

Today’s Deck:

Animal Messages by Susie Green

Today’s Sharing:

is to say, please do click on all of those links above.  Watch a few fun shows, allow them to sweep you across the pond, away from our current struggles and disappointments, into a lightness of caring and beauty and joy.




2 thoughts on “Inner and Outer Observations

  1. Ooooh, how I miss video stores. 😦 We had a really great one for a number of years. Privately owned, NOT a big brand, it had a little bit of everything and would even take requests. Racks and racks and shelves upon shelves of movies. It was fun bringing home the really old stuff I remembered from childhood and movies my parents had raved about. Miss it much. 😦

    You know what else is going the way of the dodo? Movies in stores. Only the most popular movies get sold in stores. The rest you have to get online or in stores that buy and resell movies and music. And they are disappearing as well. I think we only have one left within driving distance.

    That having been said, my kids drug Netflix into my life. I confess to being a fan of the series “Stranger Things”. And I loved being able to watch the whole “Hercule Poirot” series one after another. Currently I’m watching “Planet Earth I”. I didn’t finish it and PE2 is out! This Planet we live on just amazes me. We catch “The Great British Bake Off” usually on weekends along with, wait for it… Bob Ross Painting! Am I dating myself or what? 😀 I can’t believe what that man can do in such a short time.

    I don’t know if any of this will help or not…but when I rented (4 different places – One place was literally an apartment made out of two stalls in a barn back when I was working horses. When you bent over to spit toothpaste in the bathroom sink your butt went into the shower stall.) I figured out that scrubbing the place from ceiling to floor including closets with MY cleaning soaps/detergents and their familiar scents helped take the edge off for me. I learned to talk to myself while cleaning (which I ‘dislike’). “Mine. This is mine, I’m cleaning all of it and I’m living here. Mine. My place for now.” I would put favorite things ‘in the way’ in every room to remind me it was a home simply because what little I had and I were sharing the space. Was it easy? NO. But for some reason cleaning, seeing, touching every part of the place and spreading ‘me’ around helped me to ‘accept’ the place and live with what I had. {{{HUGS}}}

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