COMFORT AND JOY
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TIME FOR SOME COSY BLANKET MAGIC…
A spell on Tik Tok or in the kitchen making some rose honey?
Simmering up a beeswax candle gift for Christmas giving or brewing a mulled spice delight –
decisions, decisions, decisions?
Lockdown brought us all to a hybrid place this weird year.
Escaping to our domestic interior bliss, augmented with #WFH Insta Stories.
Whether dreaming (or actualising) a country escape to embrace rural life
romantically kneading pastry or plucking veg from allotment patches – there’s
been headspace this past year to be a bit more self-sufficient and enjoy pleasures
of living simply and in a more enchanted way - a magic life.
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Simultaneously there’s been an air pull to the virtual, the
hybrid and the alternate of realities, melting together in an offline-online
mix. Some had an exodus to the land, others an exodus to cyber real estate, or
– like me – to imagination. Yes foraging, farming, and baking can stop the
pandemic panic and lower cortisol levels, but we can’t all prescribe a
Victorian idyll of nature and bucolic pastoral delights as a staycation cure for our glum depressive thoughts.
Nature is a comfort in these uncertain days, we find solace
in being with her and living life at a slower pace, a bit more cosiness. Yet
many of us live in hot sticky cities and spend most of the day behind multiple
machines and screens. A soothing therapy to renovate a cottage that you saw on
Facebook or Tumblr might need a real-world reality check. Frolicking, picnics,
log fires, garden parties, goblin-cottagecore, green witchery, bee keeping,
herb gardening and other Midsummer-y (without the murders) green-fingered bliss is
hard to achieve from an Asian urban high rise. My oasis is not a rose garden or
natural spring or flower-dappled meadows with fields of cows – my wilderness
has more snakes, mossies, ants and things that bite you in humidity and heat.
Plus – high-rises, air conditioning units and general urbaness. I’ve sweat and city
streets not a cosy blanket permaculture haven. And yet still though, I’ve found
magic on my balcony with our ‘garden’ – one that doesn’t need to go to bed as
there’s no winter in Singapore. And Singapore has kept me and those I love safe and secure.
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Cosy, candlelit, cake-munching, things that make us happy, smells of cosiness, cinnamon, coffee, baking, apples, pie, old recipes, sugary, cola-wealth joys, composting, comforts, after eights and chocolate oranges. Witches brew Yankee candles, lush jams, and roses. Mmm all these bring me delight in just their language, their words, syntax. It’s the ontology, the audible perfumery of spelling and grammar sounds – magic words.
So, if you ever get low and sad in the autumnal now wintery
dark, put on a smile and get your glow back. Move from the lows and gloom to
light, sleep, health and good mental vibes, get back in control, start a new
routine, be less anxious, less despondent, eat less carbs, get out more, ditch
negative emotions, stop being irritable with everyone and have more energy.
Get a bit of uplift and bounce in these uncertain times. Be
a badass holding out a blanket and strong cup of tea. In your midlife forties
you need to train harder in goals. But if we relax more and sleep more, we can
do more and better cope with life’s pressures, aging and finances. Care for
self. Care for the body, mind, spirit and soul. Go spinning on a bike, take a hot yoga class, a long bath, entertain your kids at home, work hard for yourself and your employer, be a good friend, drink water and love hard.
I read somewhere that midlife (like the transition after
summer from autumn to winter) is not the beginning of the end, but rather the
end of the beginning. Autumn and Winter are about death and then rebirth.
Pomegranates and apples, wine, chestnuts, parks, conkers, golden ruddy foliage
and fallen crunchy leaves, vibrant hues, spiders spinning, landscapes, ancient
wood walks, snow under foot, the first flurry of snow, icy hands in mittens,
wet wellies and chilly bracing winds & tides.
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So be a badass, be untamed, be fierce and be wild. Develop uplifting rituals for uncertain times and other practices for resilience magic to cope with corona times and get through it all with cosy calm. Christmas will soon be upon us, a time for comfort and joy – good tidings for all. Wrap this November message around like that warm comforting cosy blanket. ‘Tis the season to empower ourselves with inspiration and soul. And then we can create transformation and healing. We can be good to our soul.
We can rock a higher frequency in a ritual of hope. Every
single week of the year we can revitalise body, mind, and soul. We can practice
improving our lives and rejuvenate our essence and spirits. We can create a
personal refuge like a gateway inside us, safety from the changing season’s
storm.
Within each of us is the salve and seed to our medicine. We just need to be fierce of heart and magically resilient in our quest for warmth, nurture and joy. Anchor a little bit of calm and brew up a magic cup of comfort for all.
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