the past week has run away with me & now i am on the threshold of stepping out into the world again for six weeks.

one big pilgrimage made up of five little pilgrimages.

perhaps the one that is really looming large in my pilgrimage planning has been the Camino de Santiago with my three brothers, one of whom is walking the whole path. i am walking for one week, with my pack & prayers, stopping in hostels along the way.

it's a thing of which i have never done before & on the days when my heart rules & not my head, has me beyond amazed it is actually happening. 

so this little blog is on PAUSE for now, however i do have plans to send out my first newsletter whilst on the road.
i really am considering renaming it a 'light letter'. for that is what i hope it will be, a bit of light & a bit of bright in your inbox.

if you wish to receive a light letter from me, then please send your email via this handy box on the home page.

till then, be well friends, let your heart rule & may blessings be in an abundance for you & yours.

to be continued...

last week i finished up my 100 pocket prayerlets of which you can see in the little film below. if you click on it, it will become a little larger so hopefully you won't need to hunt for a magnifying glass because i am not sure if many folks even have those lying around anymore.

it is a marvelous thing for me to see what 41 days of turning up in my studio can create.

the abundance that comes from holding myself accountable to the dream of an exhibition aged 90 really does have me leaning into a 'anything is possible at this time' way of thinking.

shortly after taking this little capture of pocket prayerlet delights & several days of not turning up to create in my studio, i dismantled the gloriousness into little piles of likeness & recounted them.

96!! what the what?!! how can that be?! what trickery is this?! so i counted again & recounted again. i thought perhaps if i count & pray too that might help but alas, i kept coming up with 96. for 41 days i had my very important piece of paper checking off numbers each day so the mystery was clearly quite deep.

of course there were some days when creating happened in the late hours, tired but committed i turned up anyway & on other days i helped my future self out creating papers set up for the next day. a bit like the elf & the shoemaker, laying out everything except no elves appeared overnight so actually it wasn't anything like the shoemaker so no idea why i let him join in here.

i realize i did not get any certificate when leaving school that said i could count to 100 successfully but still, i felt sure i had got this far in life, surely i could keep account of this important mathematical challenge.

4 days after declaring to myself & the world at large = an empty temple aside from one sleeping snoring cat, "FINITO!! look at what i can achieve when i put my mind & most of all heart to it! drop by drop i have filled the well to 100!" or not as i now know the case to be. 

so yesterday, funday sunday was spent unpacking my studio which i had carefully cleared away {due to upcoming pilgrimage in the world} & brought the number from 96 to 102.

i believe this is a good lesson in intuition & listening to it because just before i declared my 100, something popped up & said, "why not make a few more just incase?"

meanwhile 96 or 102, i continue to spend a little time each day with my pocket prayerlets & reflect on how i felt before i started & how i feel after i finished & where else could i put this process into practice daily.

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my pocket prayerlets distracted me {in a good way} from 'a flood of nostalgia {two by two}' i started earlier this year.