Thursday, 11 January 2018
I have started a new website: Moss and Lichen
The concept of the site is to create a virtual retreat/journal space/ where I will share quiet (hopefully) weekly journal prompts as well as quotations, scripture and meditations.
Depending on how well it goes I might take it to its own domain. As it is still in embryo stage it has a rather clunky url but the site name is Moss and Lichen. It just spoke to me and seemed as good a name as any other. I'm sure I'll uncover, as time passes, deeper reasons for why that name came to me but perhaps not.
The forest has always been my soul home so perhaps Moss and Lichen are a kind of Manna there. Bread for the journey.
I may still post here from time to time too but most of our homeschooling/crafty adventures will be shared over at our youtube channel "This Soulful Life"
I do also post regular moments from our days over at my Instagram page:
"A Soulful Life in Pictures"
Sunday, 3 December 2017
I am the wreath and I am a symbol of advent. Advent is the time of preparation before Christmas day. I represent God himself, his eternity, love and endless mercy which have no beginning or end.
I express the hope that people have in God; the hope of newness, renewal and eternal life.
Cedar branches can be woven into me, they symbolise healing and strength. Holly berries are placed on me to represent sacrificial love and the blood of Christ which was shed on the cross. Holly leaves are also placed on me to signify the crown of thorns that was put on the head of Jesus at his crucifixion. Pinecones are put on me to symbolise life and resurrection. Laurel can be woven through me and this represents victory over persecution, suffering and death.
Finally, I hold the four outer candles. They represent the period of waiting during the four Sundays of advent, which, in turn, symbolize the four centuries of waiting between the prophet Malachi and the birth of Christ.
There are three purple candles and one pink. The three purple candles are used for the first, second and third weeks of advent, they symbolise: Hope, peace and love. The pink candle is used for the fourth week of advent and symbolises joy.
I also encircle the white candle, and that represents the light that our Lord Jesus brought into the world on Christmas day.
I am the first candle. I am hope. Do you want to know why I am the most important candle? Just listen to my story.
Once, long ago in the vast stillness of a desert night three wise kings of the east noticed something shine like a diamond from the coal black sky. It was a star; a star never charted nor gazed upon before. In that shimmering silence of the desert it shone, brighter than any star had ever done before or since.
They wondered as all men are bound to, whether they should leave their families, their work and their home to take this trip of a lifetime. Follow the call of the prophets who had spoken in ancient tongues about this sign.
Without knowing where they would end up, they mounted their camels with the barest provisions and stepped out into the night. Yes, this star had kindled something within their hearts too.
It was hope.
And although the journey was long, the star lit their path.
When they found the child, these three wise and learned Kings took off their crowns and bowed. Then they laid down their gifts at his little feet.
It is hope that leads us through the night to the stable. Hope that finds the Christ child. I am hope. I am the most important.
Without me you can’t even begin your journey.
I am Peace. I am the most special part of the Christmas wreathe and I’m sure you’ll agree once you’ve heard my story.
Once long ago some shepherds were watching their flocks through the night. In those days wolves prowled and lambs could easily wander off so they needed to be carefully watched both day and night. This night was just as any other, no different. The younger shepherd boys played with the little lambs and the men told old, worn but favourite stories to pass the long night. Suddenly they could hear a rustling in the distant brush. They all fell silent. The boys held their lambs tight in fear and the men reached for their staffs.
Suddenly, from out of nowhere, an unknown figure drew close to their little group. The figure was surrounded by a gentle, golden light.
At first the younger boys huddled together in fear. Even the men covered their faces with their hands. Then the angel spoke.
"DO NOT BE AFRAID.FOR I BRING NEWS OF GREAT JOY. YOU WILL FIND A BABY WRAPPED IN SWADDLING CLOTHES.....LYING IN A MANGER."
And suddenly all their fear fell away like a heavy coat of armour.
All that was left on that ragged hill was peace.
I am peace.
Peace is the gift Jesus brings. It is a gift unlike anything the world can give.
This is why I am the most special candle of all.
I am joy and I am the most wonderful candle of all. Please stay a while and share in my happiness.
I am the carol singing of Christmas Eve and peal of the bells on Christmas morning.
I am the feeling the three Kings felt when they reached that simple dwelling of the Holy Family.
I am the feeling the shepherds felt when they knew that out of all the great men of the world, the angel had come to bring his message to them, the poor and lowly first!
I am the party to prepare for and enjoy. I am God’s smile upon His people. I am the blessing a Father gives his child.
I am joy.
This is why I am the most wonderful thing about Christmas.
I am love and that is what Christmas is all about. I am the reason for the season. I am also the # 1 gift of the season.
I am swaddled tight and good within every human heart.
All you’ve got to do is un-wrap me!
I am the bringing together. I make us all a family; Rich and poor, simple and wise, strangers and friends, heaven and earth.
I am Love.
And this is why I am all that matters most.
I am the Christ candle, the white candle, the light of the world.
I am the last candle to be lit.
All the other candles were simply preparing for this moment; the moment when hope, peace, joy and love were born into the world through the first breath of a newborn baby.
I am pure white like light.
Long ago in the musty depths of a stable filled with animals and hay a young girl wrapped her first born child in simple, white swaddling bands. What must she have been thinking as she gazed into his eyes? As her heart swelled and brimmed with love. What were her first words to him?
Did she see in his little face the life that was to come? Did she wonder at the dark and distant places his light was born to shine in?
I am the last candle, the Christ candle the light of the world.
This is why I am the most honoured candle of all.
Dear candles! All of us signify important stages in the journey of advent.
God is eternal like the circle and each one of you is a part of that circle.
Without even one of you that circle would not be whole, would not be holy.
Look out beyond yourselves!
Friends and family have gathered around this circle that we have made. Hand in hand they are singing and praying and spreading joy outwards.
Yes! Our message is rippling in ever increasing circles, widening, embracing, enveloping, illuminating more and more of the darkness.
Replacing despair with hope, fear with peace, and hatred with love until the light of Christ shines in each one of us!
Thursday, 23 November 2017
We have been busy bees making and creating lately .
Matilda is doing an Art Award which is a GCSE equivalent so she has been inspiring us all with her all round craftiness. I don't need much encouragement, I always get the crafty bug this time of year. I love sitting quietly in the cosy evenings dreaming up ideas for christmas or thinking of ways to make the corners of our home beautiful.
We make these lip balms every year about this time. They are fun to make and practical too. One batch lasts us through winter. With six young women in one household that's pretty impressive.
I love the natural beeswax lip balms that you can buy but they are quite expensive. This recipe is easy and frugal.
This doll was quite a surprise. I haven't made a doll in about a year.
The other week I felt itchy fingers to sew one again. So I got out my sketching pencils and began to work on a pattern, a willowy, elfin pattern.
I had no vision for the doll before I began which is quite strange for me. I didn't even know if she would be a boy or a girl, rather she came to being bit by bit.
By the time she was done I felt like I'd known her for ages. There is something familiar about her don't you think? I guess she just took a year to brew like a strong cup of tea in the depths of my imagination. I really loved making her. I hope to make some more dolls again soon when I get the time.
She is now in my shop if you would like to take a look and read a little more about her.