In the midst of this tremendous burst of work and responsibility, my husband left for a week long conference. My go-to guy was gone and I was in charge of finding answers and making executive decisions. And I still have two little, creative, loud, loveable people to care for. So the balance has been a bit tricky. They have definitely enjoyed the ipad while I've shown the house and scoured the cabinets. So when Kay suggested we take a day away with the kiddos, it seemed like very appropriate and needed family fun.
I don't know why it's taken me this long to go to the garden of 1000 Buddhas in Arlee, but it has. Wow. This place is amazing.
Absolutely gorgeous and wild and so other worldy right there off the highway. A perfect place to celebrate the solstice, the full moon, the move forward, a day with my girl and our babies -- just slowing down and savoring. The kids spanned three to ten, but somehow the dynamic worked beautifully with Kay's olders taking care of my youngers. Hayden even managed to shower Solomon in the men's locker room after our soak at Quinn's hotsprings...Jeff and I can barely manage to shower our bath-obsessed boy. Kids rise for their own kind.
This summer feels much less challenging, me home all day with the two of them. I've had a few years of practice and now know what to expect, what I need to do to hold steady and surrender to meandering days and moment to moment goodness. So bring it on. Bring on this full celebration of now, of change, of shifts in light and space.