You Nique By Design

Being my second time around in caring for children, I find that I am more able now to remain detached from ‘things’ when the moment comes to move forward because, more and more I am allowing myself to be written and led by the Universe. My story is Being written and unfinished.

I am as you are, Universal, and change-able, as an Authentically True Essence that is mutable, adaptable…

It helps that I learned about detachment by moving around so much. Talk about learning to take only what I could carry. My own Self’s ’stuff’. My own weight’s worth. Traveling light or with ‘emptied’ out pockets.

My grandchildren are all very creative souls. How funny is that! It suits me. I notice that the more Light ‘fun’ I let into my home, the more the fun Light energy my home becomes. I’ve yet to see worry in a home that encourages laughter, peace, joy and an accepted sense of safety.

I am remembering my memories with my children through my grand children’s presence.

My grandchildren have been bringing out in me a deep desire for them to have and enjoy the wonderful experiences I had with my daughters. I played along with my daughters while growing up together with them.

We were always together in the early years. In the kitchen, doing art projects at the kitchen table, baking or preparing a meal together. Sometimes they played in their cupboard next to me with pots and pans and various utensils for making ‘music’, or just imitating my movements. Stringing buttons in my lap or next to me ‘making things’ from scraps of fabric while I sewed.

Being outside with me in the garden, the hose was a great source of fun and joy as well as the four inch pool I slid along side of me, planting and weeding while both girls played together with their toys and the hose handy. Plopping them into the full laundry basket while hanging laundry on the lines, or in the baby carrier attached with straps to my shoulders.

Then there were the walks down a half block to the beach to build sand castles and humorous fake legs and feet and silly bodies, with heads popping out, in between playing a game of tag with the waves. Sitting and watching the surf together while eating peanut butter and jam sandwiches with the added crunch of sand in the mix.

My children were able to enjoy these things, and now my grand children are being able to enjoy similar things with me in my current home environment. My daughter, now in turn, is a single mother and responsibly providing for her children. We are all here for one another supporting our position within this wheel of life.

I was blessed by a mutual choice agreed upon by my husband and myself to be a stay at home mother when I became pregnant with our first child. I did enjoy a wonderfully successful career as a hairstylist but decided to leave it behind and still did hair at home from time to time so I could be with my daughters.

When my experience changed into single parent, I went through the lesson called ‘getting a job’. On the applications, I would state that I was a Domestic Engineer or Domestic Goddess. This was viewed as humorous and I was accepted for the positions I applied for. True story. In ‘looking back’ I have to say I was never a house wife, that ‘label’ never sat well with me.

I ‘was’ and am a Home Maker. Not the same thing as a housewife.

In observing my life thus far, I realize while traipsing onward as my Universal Elder leads, holding onto my daughters hands, holding onto my grand childrens hands, we are all together caravaning into the rites of passage, our future, I, was for quite awhile busy in the care of others and ‘forgot’ about Self care.

I’m sharing a lesson I’ve been in class with for some time. As I have observed these things, I recently shared with a Beloved Friend the list of things that I have somewhat left unattended to in my outer picture (home) reflecting my Inner home.

My quiet times have been revealing that by the cleaning out of my Inner closets what is revealed is something regarding how the state of my Inner Sanctuary or haven also known as my home is revealed in my outer picture. I am being asked to ‘do’ something. To be willing and open to the process of creating my ‘home’. As within, so without.

While I truly understand that we are free when we remain detached to ‘things’, I also understand that the state of my outer picture reveals what’s inside of my ‘bag’. There is a balance.

I have for a long while put aside or denied myself my ‘right’ to be expressive in my creative play also known as art. I call it art from the Heart. My expressing of my?God Self. The deeper my connection goes within, I find myself more willing to be an Instrument making music in Sources ‘Hands’. Going with the flow or harmony of my life.

As I consciously observe what my Higher Self is revealing to me, I have to be honest and say that I am noticing whether my space reflects the beauty that I sense within and is it balancing outwardly from within.

By observing my own children I noticed how?they loved to decorate their own space. The?sense of joy Energy?in creatively expressing themselves and who they are within their own space. Making ‘their own bed’ to sleep in the way they like it, their safe spot. Each makes their own bed and keeps their space a little differently and I’m sure that most parents notice this.

In Nature it’s called Nesting.

Building one’s shelter from the storms. One’s safe spot. No two nests are exactly alike. But the purpose is the same.

As a Home Maker, one of the hobbies I enjoy is buying my furniture from estate sales due to the fact they are ‘real’ wood and have been crafted by skilled handiwork. They are sturdy enough for children and pets as I have found that they built them to last.

The details reveal the skilled handiwork?of practical functionality with heart. I can create beauty and function working together. One does not take away from the other.

I enjoy both faux painting my furniture and refinishing them. I like the idea of recycling. I faux my walls and sew as well. I enjoy the doing of these things. My children enjoy these things as well whether the art or the function.

I can create anything this way that reflects me. And I pass this ability on to my children so they in their own way and palette create their own working for them, Living Art Space.

Through the years, I went from peaceful seas to sailing the rapids hardly ever slowing down. The winds have now changed and I find myself sailing in peaceful waters, I am in the eye the center of the storms and am now able?to evaluate what needs repair, letting go of and replenishing for the onward sail.? I wish to encourage and inspire you to enjoy being a home maker. To play in your house.

This is not a ‘woman’s’ exclusive ‘title’ or ‘job’.

No matter where you go, you take yourself with you. Home is where you are. Beauty is within and I can share it and leave the beauty of the experience with those I shared it with. Taking myself with me and the gold memories of having all these experiences.