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All in the Day of the Life


You ever have one of those days?

No, not one of those days, one of those perfect I-am-in-my-element-and-know-who-I-am days.

For some time I have been a bit sad about the fact that, although I love my job as a preschool teacher, I felt it prevented me from doing all the other cool stuff I am supposed to be doing. You know, all that Village Wise Woman-y stuff. And since I need an income, having not yet invested in my vardo so I can take it on the road, I need a job that generates said income.

It reminded me of when I was a young mother and I could not so all those 'things' I wanted to do because I was raising my children, you know things like reading books, going to the bathroom by myself and the like.

Always missing out. Not that I would have changed it for the world, but why couldn't I have my cake and eat it too. And why can't I now?

Well, the obvious answer is I can. And the fact is, I do. This past Sunday reminded me of this truth.

It was that kind of a day, that I previously mentioned. It was a day started at 4:30am (my favorite time of the day) filled with laundry, clean rooms, yoga , belly dance, and ended at Red Tent where I facilitated a baby blessing, created a tree of life henna on the expectant mama and shared in the sweet sisterhood of the Red Tent. I truly felt I was living my life, the life I am supposed to lead. It's how I feel when I run off in the middle of the night to attend a birth. It's so exciting and fulfills me in such a way I cannot explain! I drove home and wondered why every day couldn't be like this day.



The next day I woke up, said modah ani and began my day. Still feeling high from the previous day, my heart was filled with gratitude and I wondered what this particular day would have in store. I continued with this path of gratitude and was grateful for all that came my way. The warm shawl I placed on my shoulders, my loyal pets following me around the house and of course my early morning coffee.This gratitude began to create a realization within me that all of my days are days filled with that Village Wise Woman-y stuff. The stuff of crying children and comforting hugs. Of dishes and trying to find a cure for my dog's tumor. Of text messages and early morning chats. Of journals and blogs. All of it, every last seemingly mundane, gotta do it moment, is a moment of me living my life the way I am supposed to be living it. Every moment of every day I am  fulfilling my mission on this planet. I am of the village and my village is all of you, whatever it is or however my connection to you is. This thought causes me great joy and fills my heart with tremendous satisfaction.



So with these thoughts in mind, I ask you dear reader/friend/sister, to look at your own life and find the places where you are manifesting and living your dreams.Where are you fulfilling your life's mission? This particular part of the journey you are on is there to teach and reveal it to you. Find all that you are grateful for and see if it doesn't help you begin to realize that all is happening now and set into motion now for you to live your heart's desire...now.

Blessings and joy in the journey!




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  1. karismaDecember 6, 2012 at 11:06 AM

    BEautiful post. You are a very wise woman indeed. xox

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  2. Village Wise WomanDecember 6, 2012 at 2:28 PM

    Thank you so very much, you words mean so much to me. Much love and blessings! <3

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  3. WendyDecember 7, 2012 at 9:00 AM

    Certainly food for thought this post. I shall endeavour to be thankful for all my blessings, and I DO have a lot to be thankful for. I aim to start each day, before I get up, to be grateful for at least 4 things, hopefully I shall remember more. Thank you for this post, Wise Woman. :) PS, I love the picture of the "Red Tent".
    Bright blessings
    Wendy. UK

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  4. Village Wise WomanDecember 10, 2012 at 3:07 AM

    Wendy that is amazing! Thinking of 4 things will surely lead to more! This Red Tent is a particularly sweet one as it is a free standing one in a dear friend's home. Complete with a fireplace it is just about perfect. One of my dreams to have such a Red Tent, one that is always accessible to all women whenever it is needed. Can you imagine a place surrounded in love and feminine energy where you could go to sit, be quiet, drink tea, read, take a nap whenever you liked? ::sigh::

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