Home, after Rain

2012-12-22 05.59.59

“There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort.”~ Jane Austen

I’m home. I slept last night in my own bed. After so long in the city it was good beyond measure to be here at my little farm, surrounded by a thick blanket of peace and the sounds of night; cattle lowing, croaking frogs, the grunts of the koalas and the cries of the owl.

I woke just before 4am, as is my wont, to meditate for a dear friend and her 99-year-old father who  is in his final days. The air was fresh and cool against my skin, and so quiet you could almost hear the earth breathing in and out. My wise owl sat just above me in the Jacaranda, and we communed together a while.

Now the sun is up, and there are the first stirrings of the day.  The world is waking to the sound of the Magpies, Black Cockatoos and Kookaburras, who seem especially joyful this morning.

There is heavy mist, and the air is moist and humid. All around me is lush greenery, and everything is bursting forth buds and new growth.

There’s more rain coming. The creeks and rivers are already turgid and brown.  It won’t take much for them to burst their banks. We’re keeping one eye on the weather, and our bags will stay packed, ready to leave so that we won’t be flooded in again.

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The cows and their calves are fat as butter from the flush of fresh feed, and Mama Possum and her baby banged around on the roof last night to let us know they were here so that I would leave fruit out for them this morning.

I was worried everything would have rotted in the vegetable garden, but I found a handful of heritage French Breakfast radishes to add to my morning juice, and my parsley, mint, passionfruit, citrus and guavas are all going mad.  Hooray!

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I can’t stop smiling, and neither can the dogs. We’re home. Free to ramble through the paddocks, to breathe in the good, clean country air, to say hello to all our friends and neighbours, and to just be.

There is something so comforting about being home.  I’m glad you got to share some of this good energy with me.

Sending you much love, Nicole. Bless ♥ xx

2013-02-28 06.41.34

Hi! I'm Nicole Cody. I am a writer, psychic, metaphysical teacher and organic farmer. I love to read, cook, walk on the beach, dance in the rain and grow things. Sometimes, to entertain my cows, I dance in my gumboots. Gumboot dancing is very under-rated.
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16 thoughts on “Home, after Rain

  1. I love this post!! I dream of being somewhere similar in the not to distant future, my utopia that I can call home. Thanks for sharing xx

  2. Ahhhh … Nicole, I was especially grateful to have this to read right now. I just got home from the hospital for the second time this week – I had a major scare with my heart on Sunday night and it’s been a nightmare of a week since then. I’m in a lot of pain and totally exhausted, but so very glad to finally be home … and reading this right now was exactly what I needed, thank you. Love and hugs from Julie xoxox

  3. Like much much. A very special read thank you. Can almost feel my toes in the wet grass whilst brushing past shiny leaved bushes that clatter with falling droplets. x

  4. I imagine that there is a lot of wet weather around the world with so many planets in the water sign Pisces. We’re experiencing rain in my part of the world too, but this is normal this time of year and oddly, we have experienced less rainfall than usual. Saturn in Scorpio is retrograde until the beginning of July and I wonder how that will play out with weather patterns. Saturn restricts movement, but it’s retrograde so less powerful now.

    Your post is beautiful, the way you describe the lushness of the land, the joy of the songbirds, and your appreciation for returning to a place you love. I enjoyed reading about your experiences.

  5. So lovely to see those pictures and hear about all of those positives! Especially as I sit in the hospital with my grandfather, who is also in his last days. Glad to say we have a beautiful view of the city and mountains from is room!

  6. As I sit at my work desk in the city and read your descriptions, I am transported to your magical place. The only problem is that as soon as I stop reading I am back at my desk with customers wanting to be looked after and work to be done! Oh well, keep telling us about your little farm and I will keep dreaming. <3

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