Friday, April 18, 2014

The Healing Power of Nature

I knew upon waking that today was not going to be the easiest of days to get through.

Thoughts of Chelsea's ordeal at the hospital tomorrow already meandered through my mind no matter how hard I battled to make them cease.  The diet that Chelsea has had to follow since leaving hospital has been tricky enough to follow - no fruit or vegetables (including potatoes), no red meat, no nuts or dried fruits, no high fibre foods, no wholemeal foods, no jams or preserves with pips or seeds...the list goes on and on.  Trying to find a well-rounded complete meal with what foods were left has been a test, but of course I'm ever so thankful that she was able to leave and come home and the diet is really a minor matter, I've never let myself forget that.  By 12 noon today that little bit awkward diet was transformed into a clear fluid one. It has been so difficult to ensure that everyone else in the family has been well fed throughout the day whilst fighting with the guilt that Chelsea was unable to eat alongside.  She has been so wonderful throughout though, never once complaining.  I know it must have taken a lot to not fall into the self pitying woe me trap but I must say I have never even seen her take a single step towards it.

First thing this morning I had to go out to buy some goat and chicken feed to ensure we were covered for the bank holiday closures.  I would never usually leave it so late to stock up but I have needed to stay at home or very near to it in case of any signs of deterioration in Chelsea.  We use a local feed merchants a short drive away whose prices are really competitive and stock levels consistent.  Whilst were there we perused their plant section and ended up picking up a few fruit pots, flowers and compost.  If memory serves me correctly we purchased Blueberry, Raspberry, and Rhubarb plants but I may well be mistaken as we talked about many.

With the car packed to the rafters with our new purchases, we nipped to the supermarket around the corner to stock up on a few more items that Chelsea could have during her clear fluid task.  We also managed to pick up new summer canvas pump style shoes for Joseph, Callum, Tiegan and Taisia which was a pleasant surprise - 4 down, just one more to go as Amara isn't ready for shoes just yet.  I do so hate using supermarkets and would very much prefer to use the small local shops but I'm afraid quickness and convenience really was the order of the day.

Home quick sharpish to check on Chelsea and have a lunch of hot-cross buns, trying hard not to make it a mouth-watering experience for that one unable to partake.

The beautiful sunshine very much blessed us with its presence today and boy oh boy it was extremely welcome.  I'm not sure there is anything quite like feeling the warm embrace that envelops the soul and it appears that heavy woes of burden and stressful worries just melt away.  Taisia very much enjoyed feeling the warmth dancing upon her skin and she wasn't shy in showing it...






Oh how she held that little balloon with a grip so tight as she skipped and frolicked along the driveway.  A sheer joy to watch her basking in such simplicity.

Chelsea wasn't feeling too bad this afternoon although the powdered drinks she was instructed to sip were extremely unpleasant.  She wanted to lie down on the sofa and watch TV so we decided that we would take the small people out for a walk to give her some peace and enable her to sleep if her body desired.  Joseph said he would stay with her and phone us immediately in the case of any problems.  We would stay close, just venturing down the lanes, armed with cameras at the ready, aiming to seek out hidden treasures and enjoy a bit of 'other' family time.

It was a beautiful walk.

It would actually be really difficult to have a walk around our local area that wasn't classed as beautiful, we are so blessed to live here.


I carried Amara in the wrap sling and she snuggled in close and soon fell asleep obviously feeling content and secure against her mama's heartbeat.  There she remained until our walk was almost at an end, a good 2 hours later.

Whilst Amara rested others ran...


Climbed...


Studied...


Took photographs...


Talked to the animals...


Made wishes...

Gazed at beautiful skies...


Sought out tiny creatures...




Gushed in delight at baby ones...


Rode horses...


Admired the true surrounding beauty...







and well, just managed to look awesomely cute...



The mammoth walk tired us all out - even the dog - but strangely it also invigorated and enthused.

I felt as if my soul had been cleansed, fed, and healed.

We discussed so many things whilst strolling, made so many plans, answered so many questions and laughed so many times, I couldn't fail to be encouraged.  Our home-ed journey feels like it is taking on a whole fresh beginning this year with the older two heading for college in September and Taisia emerging with a real thirst for knowledge and learning.

Exciting times lie ahead I feel.

2 comments:

  1. I love walks like that/ Lovely pictures of your little one. My daughter (similar age I think) spent the day interviewing worms on our allotment and came home more soil than human!

    Hope Chelsea continues to improve

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  2. What a beautiful blog. Thank you so much for sharing your story. Feeling freshly inspired after reading. Blessings on your families journey x

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