Blushing Jasmine & some link love

I dreamt of jasmine the other day. Then yesterday I noticed my jasmine bush is blushing with pretty pink buds that will soon burst into bloom. Jasmine has a special place in my heart. Not just for its beauty or fragrance, but because it symbolises a bond with a dear soul sister of mine. My friend loves jasmine flowers. Back in our university days we would seek jasmine out on campus this time year, creeping along the hedges and secretly picking a bunch for her room. When I moved to the city, I’d pick the flowers wherever I could find them and send them to her in a letter. Now that I have some growing in my own garden, I’ll send her some once they’re in bloom. It’s a beautiful thing to have these kinds of precious connections with people.

Today is hot and dry and my airy lounge offers me refuge from the sudden wave of heat. After a productive writing session and a mid-morning nature walk, it’s the kind of day for sipping on cooling peppermint tea and reading leisurely into the afternoon.  So that is exactly what I am doing.

That said, this seems like a good opportunity to share some link love. Here are a few things I’ve enjoyed reading lately:

This poetic sea washed beauty from Kerrie – Fading and Withered

I loved these two posts from Asia of One Willow Apothecaries – Allowing on a Late Summer Day and Spring Ephemerals + the Magic of Vulnerability

How tranquil and beautiful is this lavender farm that Monica writes about in here latest post – Summer Impressions {Small Moments}

Suzi Crockford writes about The Great Conversation


How tranquil and beautiful is this lavender farm that Monica writes about in here latest post – Summer Impressions {Small Moments}

Saturday Soulful Reading (link shares)

Happy Saturday!

I haven’t shared any links in a while, so I  thought I’d do so today. Here some blog/sites that have been a source of soul soothing nourishment for me lately:  

Knitting the Wind. Doesn’t that conjure up an image of feral beauty? Sarah Elwell’s words are nothing short of that. I discovered the Knitting the Wind blog just a couple of months ago and instantly connected with Sarah’s writing and her gift for story crafting. I particularly love the beautiful collection of wild stories she’s strung together in her Driftways e-book.

This week, kindred spirit, Anne, shared a precious post about the heart healing medicine of roses. Reading this inspired me to write about the evening primroses in yesterday’s post.

Annapurna Living, which was found by Carrie-Anne Moss, is another well that has been quenching my thirsty soul with gentle and enriching insights.  Carrie-Anne’s vision is to create a space “to support and celebrate heart-centered, soulful women—artists, healers, entrepreneurs, mothers, Yogis, and any woman who nourishes, uplifts, and inspires through intentional living.” It is wonderful to see that this dream is coming into fruition.

Writer and storyweaver, Sharon Blackie, shares some fascinating content on the Re-enchanting the Earth blogsite. Her rich tales and mythlines, imbued with much spirit and wild Earth whispers are always an adventure to read.

Wishing you a restful and gentle weekend of happy reading.

Lazy Saturday Reading

As I sit out on the veranda, my skin drinks in the warm afternoon sun. The wind rushes through the trees with a hushing sound like a soothing lullaby. Two lively robins merrily hop about the garden. They are so sprightly that I can almost hear them chirping the words “Carpe diem”.

I open my book, Wolves and Honey by Susan Brind Morrow, and turn the soft white pages to the first chapter. I picked it up at a book sale ages ago, but haven’t had a chance to read it until now. It seems the perfect companion for a lazy Saturday afternoon like this. I love stumbling across gems like this – ones that give me insight into others experiences and perceptions of Nature. It’s comforting to find common threads that resonate with my experiences of how wild Earth has the potential to move, to touch and to heal one’s Spirit in one way or another.

Sipping on a fragrant cup of rooibos and rose petal tea, and breathe, and read, I feel so centred, peaceful and grateful. There is bliss in the simplicity of a quiet afternoon, knowing that I am giving my soul what it needs to be nurtured.