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July 2019

creating minimalism vanlife


July 18, 2019

It takes time to settle into a tiny home, to eek out the spaces for art, the corners for multi-purpose storage. Everything must add value to our lives in either a practical or aesthetic way; we have learned to otherwise be harsh in our ejecting of stuff from the van. We rarely buy gifts unless absolutely sure it will be of use or bring joy to a person and we ask for no gifts in return (unless we, or they,…

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Dark Mountain 10th anniversary

July 17, 2019

Sophie McKeand The world is a beautiful, unfathomable being; an eternally shapeshifting spirit; a guide everybody can connect with on their life journey. We do not need wise men, religions or spiritual guides, we just need to be prepared to put the work in to understand our Selves on a deep & meaningful level. This means complete honesty about our situation. This means facing our shadows. This means manifesting joy even in our darkest hours. Our creativity is a gift…

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Switching to natural cleaners

July 16, 2019

After all the wonderful advice on here recently about natural home-made cleaning products (reasons why I love Instagram #435) I started doing a bit of research and have discovered a home-made fabric/air freshener. Ah! This is a gamechanger if you have damp hounds in confined spaces. I’m still experimenting at the moment but this bottle hold 500ml water. To that I added 2 teaspoons of bicarbonate of soda in which I’d mashed 20drops of grapefruit & 20 drops of lemon…

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Leaving the garden behind

July 15, 2019

After two stationary weeks we leave this house later today. I feel a deep sense of gratitude that we have family who can let us stay for a fortnight so that we could empty the van and give her a deep-clean along with some essential maintenance and some aesthetic additions. For two weeks we’ve had hot water on tap, I’ve taken fresh mint from the garden for morning tea & dried bunches of garden rosemary. This sleepy village is quite…

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on storytelling & writing plans

July 14, 2019

As we’ve been stationary in Caerwys for the past two weeks working on van maintenance I’ve had time to reflect on the years spent hunting & foraging across landscapes to discover the truth of my heart. And this week I woke with the realisation that I am The Storyteller, grandmother spider, weaving stories; sometimes through poetry, travel or sound, sometimes through performance or food. At the moment I’m experimenting with the short & longform speculative fiction/dystopian narratives. Futureproof is a…

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Embracing the kaleidoscopic soul

July 13, 2019

I want to tell you that you can be whoever you want to be. The only thing restricting you is the self-doubt you’ve allowed to tangle through the untamed imagination. Grow your dreams – tend them like houseplants or scatter thousands out into the world as wildflower seeds. The unfettered creative mind opens into a universe of potential. What inhibits this is fear: fear of how others will judge your shape-shifting; fear that you will not fulfil the wild &…

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July 12, 2019

My herstory is tattooed into skin. The meanings change as I change; as I write & rewrite the narrative of this life; as time spills out from my womb, from my mouth. As I swim this ocean of moments – skin wrinkles; as I walk this land – hair silvers. Some of these symbols are prophecies, some are herstories. It is all the same. There is only this moment, I live in the now. Fire was tattooed around my belly…

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Tuning into the white noise

July 11, 2019

I’ve been sitting with a small river & waterfall in Caerwys this week, or standing on the shoreline at Talacre, tuning into the white noise. Sometimes I hear it as a roar, sometimes a whisper, but it’s always there, the voice of nature, humming away in the background. This is an early poem from the Prophecy: conversations with my Self pamphlet, an old recording of it is on Soundcloud (link here).…

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