Gifts from the Road…

Sunrise from the ute window as we make the long drive home…

I’m home.  I slept in my own bed last night. Today I have work in front of me – a long, intense stretch of it, in fact.  But it doesn’t matter.  I feel renewed, and something in me has been mended.

Maybe it was all that good roadhouse and bakery food.  We started with a breakfast at Kibbles Bakery in Casino at barely 7 in the morning on Day One of our trip.  They stumped up toasted sangers, bacon and eggs and an enormous pot of excellent strong tea, and then charged us so little money I queried them twice.

Road trip food!

Maybe it was all the wide open spaces, and the smell of sunshine and dust and gumleaves. Our trip took us well and truly off the beaten track, and delivered us more than a few amazing vistas.  It was a pleasure just to stop and sit for a while, enjoying the solitude and the sounds of nature. And of course, we got to pick up my birthday windmill!

Every road led us to another beautiful panorama

There were moments of whimsy, like the artist and potter friends we visited, whose farm was littered with little sculptural surprises…

Wallaby, guarding a bowl of drinking water for the fairy wrens and willy wagtails

More than once we came to a new town and discovered something wonderful, like the milkbar at Bingara that is straight out of the 1920s, and which deserves a blog post all its own.

The Gem of Bingara

Romance was a delicious malted vanilla milk shake with two straws!

 

Of course I still took life with me.  I have a Channelling Intensive Retreat in a few weeks, and my students were worn round my neck, worked through my fingers twice daily or more so, as I prayed my mala. Maybe they needed the nurture of the Outback energies too…

My mala beads, one large bead for every student on my course, and a few extras for people that I love and want to include in my daily prayers and healing meditations

We covered vast distances on this trip, and I had the odd sensation of moving through life in a blur, and being simultaneously cocooned safely in the arms of the land, quiet and still.

Life reminded me of the things I loved.  I found a second-hand bookshop in Glen Innes, and spent way too long perusing the shelves. Of course I came away with a few, some of which were devoured before we even made it home. I was reconnected to a story of my own that I’d put down a few years ago, unsure how to proceed.  On this trip I was gifted clarity and inspiration. I made notes that will help me complete the project I have struggled with so long.  Once again I see the wisdom of Universal Timing.

Book shops – I love them so!

I said goodbye to my friend who died last week, in a way that felt right and that allowed her past suffering to become a bright blaze of light and love. I held my husband’s hand. I said hello to myself again. And in the shortest of times really, something shifted and all my burdens eased or fell away.

The calm of early morning as the world falls away beneath my wheels

I’m looking forward to the next adventure, but right now I’m ready for life again, and being here for you! Wishing you blue skies, sunshine and happiness. Bless ♥ xx

 

23 thoughts on “Gifts from the Road…

  1. Blessing to you Nicole, the way you write makes me feel like i went on the journey with you. I feel refreshed and revived from reading your post. Good morning!!!! May you get through your workload with great ease and grace today xx

  2. What a fabulous time for your relationship, truly a gift to be off (and out and about in) the grid for a while. You’ve reminded kev and I to follow suit. Hugs to you! Sx

  3. Welcome back Nicole! Your trip looked wonderfully freeing and refreshing, and I love that art deco milk bar. You really make the most of every situation, it’s inspiring and this post left me with a happy smile. I hope we’re going to see your windmill some time. 🙂

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