Sleeping In My Own Bed!

“Don’t you simply love going to bed. To curl up warmly in a nice warm bed, in the lovely darkness. That is so restful and then gradually drift away into sleep…” 
~ C.S. Lewis

Ben and I arrived home from our little adventure last night. To the city house anyway.

Our flight into Brisbane was delayed. And then delayed again.

The luggage took forever to turn up on the carousel.

The line for a taxi was stupidly long.

We finally tumbled through the front door, dialled for some Chinese food, ate it in front of television in a sleepy blur.

And then, oh, meditation, a long hot shower, and bed.

Our own bed. With clean sheets.

Ben had thought me crazy making the bed with new linen at 3.30am on the morning we left home. I assured him he would thank me. Perhaps he would have too if he hadn’t fallen asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow.

I lay awake just a little longer, appreciating the perfectness of my own pillow, the softness of my bed, the scent of clean sheets, the familiarity of everything. And the quiet. It was heavenly.

We’re off to the farm this morning. I’m homesick for our dogs and the cows and for quiet country roads and big skies. I can’t wait to give Harry and Rufous the biggest cuddles. I hope they’re pleased to see us too!

It was only a short break, but we both feel renewed.

Much love, Nicole xx

Everything Or Nothing – Both Are Good!

“One of the greatest regrets in life is being what others would want you to be, rather than being yourself.” 
~ Shannon L. Alder

I have a delicious choice today.

I could go to the markets, hit the shops, check out a bookshop I haven’t explored yet, find an amazing cafe, catch a tram somewhere, take a stroll through town, do something cultural, meet up with friends. Everything. I could do everything!

Or…

I could do nothing.

Order room service and read the weekend newspapers in bed. Make the room dark and go back to sleep. Lie around all day and nap, sip tea and read a book or watch a movie in bed. Nothing. I could do nothing!

I’m not sure which one I’ll choose yet, or whether I might even do half a day of each.

Isn’t that fabulous? Well, I think it is! Having the power to choose and the freedom to do what I want is an incredible feeling.

I hope you find some time for yourself too this weekend,

Much love, Nicole xx

Retreat Success and Finally – a Day Off!


“ When you prepare for something big in your life and work towards it with such intensity, it takes confidence to take a day off and have peace with it. ” 

 J.R. Rim

Hi Everyone!

This is Chelsi and I am hijacking Nicole’s blog.

Kidding aside, I would like to tell everyone that after a very successful retreat (congratulations to everyone who finished Connect to Your Calling Retreat and Mentoring Program!), Nicole will be taking a day off today to sleep in and she is sending all her love to you!

Love Lots!
Cauldrons and Cupcakes Team

The Joy of An Early Night

“It’s in the morning, for most of us. It’s that time, those few seconds when we’re coming out of sleep but we’re not really awake yet. For those few seconds we’re something more primitive than what we are about to become. We have just slept the sleep of our most distant ancestors, and something of them and their world still clings to us. For those few moments we are unformed, uncivilized. We are not the people we know as ourselves, but creatures more in tune with a tree than a keyboard. We are untitled, unnamed, natural, suspended between was and will be, the tadpole before the frog, the worm before the butterfly. We are for a few brief moments, anything and everything we could be. And then…and then — ah — we open our eyes and the day is before us and … we become ourselves.” 
Jerry Spinelli

 

For months on end it seems we have run around like mad things with our plates heaped with work and family and life in general. And slowly I’ve been feeling worn down by it all. I’m still okay in myself, but I knew I’d lost my bounce. I knew I’d stretched myself a little thin.

Last night at our little farm the sky darkened, cloud gathered and it began to rain; soft lovely rain that beat a gentle drum on the roof and dripped from the eaves like quiet music.

Inside I made a fire in the grate, and read for a while. Ben put on headphones to listen to a football game. The house was warm and cosy, evening bumped at the windows with her chill and suddenly I found myself unable to keep my eyes open. At seven o’clock at night!

I decided to take advantage of the quiet and put myself to bed early. I put some lavender, rose and ylang-ylang essential oils in my diffuser. I dressed in old and comfortable pyjamas and slid down between the cool sheets. One of the dogs jumped up beside me and snuggled in, giving me an instant warmth. I lay for a while listening to frogs croaking and the steady drip of rain, and then somehow I drifted up to sleep.

This morning the house is cool and smells of woodsmoke and lavender. Now I’ve finished my meditation I’ll stoke the fire and make a cup of tea, then perhaps I’ll sit for a while and write.

I feel a deep calm. Sleep has restored something precious to me.
Thank goodness for the healing power of an early night. I hope that those of you who need one find time for one soon too!

Much love to you, Nicole ❤  xx