This afternoon I was out walking with my babies and my nephew. There was a constant soft warm breeze. Suddenly we walked into a cloud of dandelion fuzz. It was everywhere, a cloud of soft white puffs, floating through the air. My nephew looked at me and asked in all seriousness, “Is it snowing?” My heart was full of such joy in that moment and the song “Hey Jude” came…
childhood
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Of All The Things My Hands Have Held…
When my children look back on their childhood, my greatest hope is that they will remember the magic that I have worked so hard to create for them. “If you want your children to be intelligent, read them fairy tales.” “For all the things my…
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Childhood Play
Some of my very best memories from childhood were long days spent playing outside in nature. I was always blessed to live within a short walk to some type of woods. For awhile we lived right on a big forest and when we later moved,…
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Nectarines
I was walking through the produce aisle the other day when I came upon nectarines. The very sight of the fruit brought tears to my eyes. Nectarines remind me of summer & family. Through my childhood, my family took a trip to the seashore every…
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Petroula Handmade: unique sewing and felting accessories for kids
When I was a little girl, my grandmother — Mom Mom — was my best friend. I loved to visit her. I loved to play with her button tin. She would take care of me when I was sick. I would spend the night and…
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Magic at the Carnival
There is something so magical about the carnival. I remember going as a little girl and getting so excited about the colourful lights, the sweet smells, and the whirling rides. There’s not much in the world better than carnival pizza & cotton candy, is there?…
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Happiness is Magic
Moken Children – photograph by Andre Testa “In many shamanic societies, if you came to a medicine person complaining of being disheartened, dispirited, or depressed, they would ask one of four questions. When did you stop dancing? When did you stop singing? When did you…