Do you ever find your self suddenly smack bang in the middle of a dream? Something that has been in the dream world for a long time and then in a moment, you realise that it is Here? … In reality? ...

I have just landed in one. I didn’t see it coming. I didn’t see myself making it happen. I was just following my hearts Step by Steps - however wonky, surprising or awkward they have felt at times. There was some kind of majik involved and then all of a sudden, The Dream is now The Real.

For years I have dreamed of finding a little home in the French, Italian or Spanish countryside, where i can live a quaint existence for a while, following creative pathways of expression - writing, drawing, thinking, creating… being. There is a romanticised vision in my mind… a vision of what ‘real writers’ or ‘real artists’ might do. And then all of a sudden, I find myself waking inside this exact image in the beautiful Italian country side.

I am housesitting in the gorgeous Italian countryside for three weeks - looking after two pups, two chickens and an elusive cat - in a sweet little old stone farm house in the middle of the rolling nowhere. The hills are luscious and green, the soft spring sun is speckling through the oak branches, the river runs gently by, the fire is alight and crackling contentedly, there is a slow cook bone broth quietly boiling away on the stove, the pups are dozing in the afternoon sun. There is a spaciousness in me that is like some kind of Breath - as if I have been running for a long time and I have just stopped because I realise that I was running in circles.

What I was running towards is right here inside me. As is what I was running from.

A breath… An acceptance … Exhale ...

Feeling the Happy-ies ... Appreciation. Humble, grateful and humanly vulnerable ... A welling of tears for the happy-ies...

Love you all!!!