Loving the pictures of the hares and kangaroos.
Just sat down for a cuppa, been a busy day.
Just eyeing the sky, it is getting quite dull, I'd better bring the laundry indoors before I start to cook, it's nearly dry.
I have been thinking a lot about love as an energy today, hearing that in one of his last public appearances appearance a girl askled him a question and he relplied " In the end there is only love" which I thought very poignant.
It's such a powerful energy, can be tender, romantic, but also the energy that causes up to stand up to others when injustices are being done.
It's the energy that causes us to care, about others, about the planet and the other animals that live here but also to love ourselves.
And loving ourselves is sometimes the hardest- especially in this patriarchial world.
Patriarchry is misogynistic, it teaches us to be wary of other woman, and even to judge ourselves harshly.
Because if we start loving ourselves then we uncover great power- we become closer to the source- and that is what patriarchy is really afraid of. The applecart would be upset, apples would spill everywhere- and possibly everyone would get a fair share.
Enough of my ramblings.
As I write my familiar has nestled into the crook of my knee, which is curled around myself on the sofa.
As a scared little abandoned kitten he decided this was the safest and most comfortable place in the world. And spent weeks nestled there while he gained his confidence.
He's a big big for that spot now, but still loves to come back to touch base with his little kitten spot- it must feel good.
He is purring at top volume anyway!
Tea time over, must bring in the laundry and make a start on the curry.
I have some new rose love incense that I will burn as I cook.
Bright Blessings sisters.