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It’s all about the Simple things…..

It’s all about the Simple things…..

I love a lazy wet Saturday. You know the kind of day that is cold outside and warm inside? You wake up to the sound of rain on the roof and wind blowing through the trees. The kids are still sleeping, the house is nice and quiet and you struggle to remember which day it actually is. Occasionally, a shot of panic will race through me as I try to remember if I should be out of bed and rousting the boys for school. But then, the fog clears and I remember, bless it, it’s Saturday! Rachael-Anderson-3

One of my favourite things in the morning is when, with eyes still closed, I can hear my husband moving around in the kitchen. I’m resting somewhere between wakefulness and sleep and off in the distance, I can hear the coffee machine protest as it splutters to life, smell the bacon and eggs cooking and then I hear it. The best sound to touch my ears and just after that….my heart.

My husband starts to sing. Loudly. Happily. Heartily.

He is one of those unusual creatures that wakes with a smile on his face and joy in his heart and because of both, he is moved to sing. Now, I’m pretty sure he won’t be auditioning for ‘The Voice’ anytime soon but to me, it’s the sweetest sound. He doesn’t give it much thought, it’s more spontaneous than that. He does it because he wants too not because he has to. He will simply pick a random tune, make up some words and then string them all together to make his morning melody.

He sings songs about the cat, the dog, the weather and our sons. He doesn’t care for rhymes or if he’s out of tune. He sings because he loves his life. His songs can be funny and honest, loving and kind and he does it all with a lightness of heart. His favourite subject by far…..is me. He sings about the things he sees and the things he loves. How sweet. How simple.

For the past 21 years this is how I have woken on most Saturday mornings. Recently, he was in the kitchen singing away and our 13 year old walked in and started to sing along with him. Together they made up some sort of tune and after a few minutes all I could hear was their laughter. The words weren’t important but the moment was.

I love the way something as simple as his singing can set the tone for the rest of my day. I know my Saturday will be playful, joyful and carefree after it starts with his song. On a cold wet Saturday we might stay in, pyjama clad, curl up on the couch and watch old movies or we might retreat to separate areas of the house, book in one hand, hot cocoa in the other with a comfortable silence settling around us as we get lost in the wonders of a story. From the beginning to the end the day takes on a lazy theme and its sheer bliss. No rushing, no hustle and bustle. How sweet. How simple.

In our house on a Saturday night we have a family tradition that we hold dear. Its homemade pizza night. The four of us will meet in the kitchen and together we create a taste sensation. We laugh and joke around and there may even be a song about putting cheese on a pizza. It doesn’t matter, but the time spent together does. It’s the simple things, after all,  that matter the most.

A lazy wet Saturday helps me see the pleasure I can get from an uncomplicated life and I appreciate the reminder from Mother Nature every now and then. It’s so easy to get swept up in the busyness of life and so often we overlook the simple things around us that actually make us the happiest. Maybe, for you, it’s a cool breeze on a hot day or perhaps it’s the sound of your Grandchildren’s laughter. Maybe it’s a morning walk with the dogs or maybe just maybe……. you wake to a song.

“Don’t Tell Me a Story!”

“Don’t Tell Me a Story!”

This afternoon I took myself for a brisk walk in the local area. I hadn’t gone far when I came across an egg carton lying open on the road and several broken eggs both in and around it. Twenty metres further on was a poultry farm. “Someone has put the carton of eggs they’ve bought…Continue Reading

My Re-connection with Nature

My Re-connection with Nature

For as long as I can remember I’ve been a lover of nature in all its forms.  From the age of 8 I would romp around the bush, enjoying the experience of carelessly leaping over rocks at the Cotter River near Canberra on one of the many family weekend driving adventures. I remember also as…Continue Reading

Sporting Success – How Teams Use Spiritual Principles

Sporting Success – How Teams Use Spiritual Principles

I love football season. I’m a keen supporter and love watching how good games unfold. High up in the stands, I can see the set plays taking place and I have a deep appreciation for all the planning and preparation that’s involved in success. As I watch interviews with the coaches and players, I’ve become aware…Continue Reading

Love letter to Earth my Mother

Love letter to Earth my Mother

I came into you, landed in your realm with a rush and cry. It was a painful first-breath-cry, my world so different from the realm from which I had come. It had been a long journey you would think coming from some Starry realm. But really, it happened in a heartbeat, took place when I…Continue Reading

Sacred Sound – FEEL the Vibration

Sacred Sound – FEEL the Vibration

I like to think of myself as a sacred musician and not just a drummer. To me, a sacred musician is one who works with the universe to bring healing sound vibrations to the planet and its people. I can still remember the first time I heard my first Native American drum and it was…Continue Reading

The Call of Nature

The Call of Nature

Recently it was suggested to me that I might like to keep a Nature Journal. The nature journal would consist of recording my observations about the environment around me and what it may have to say, if anything, about my life. I was somewhat skeptical that nature had inside information about my life that I…Continue Reading

How I Have Changed Since Coming To Riverdell

How I Have Changed Since Coming To Riverdell

How have I changed since coming to Riverdell Spiritual Centre?  Well, this really got me thinking as I didn’t think I had.  But I’ve been told that I have! So let’s go back to the start.  Why did I come to Riverdell and what was I looking for? I just had my 2nd child by…Continue Reading

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