All day long we'd be nursing baby and bunny, dress on, dress off, wrapping baby up, washing baby, changing nappies, swaddling her in a blanket, laying her in bed.... I mean the whole day! Then when it was bedtime for granddaughter Connie, of course baby and bunny had to go too... No one has taught her this deep nurturing behavior, it is as natural as breathing... I think this might be why these female doll-like creative expressions keep popping up, why I so enjoy playing with my images, expanding them in the digital playground. As a child I remember the books that had the perforated pull out paper dolls with interchangeable mix and match wardrobes, where the dresses hooked onto the dolls by tabs at the back, this fascinated me. I have the natural desire to nurture, this seems to be deeply seated within the feminine. When looking around 'blogsphere' a profusion of nurturing sister circles have appeared, nourishing and flourishing! I have come to the real
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again your willingness to walk in the light of simplicity and love ignites my heart!
what i truly love about you is that your motherlove for your children is so enormous i feel the generosity of it reside in my heart whenever i am near you.
thank you for your kind compassion.
your salutation for peace!
morning
at peace
so happy
to hear this...
here
finding
peace
in the chaos
of
pancakes
snow board ramp
sunshine rustorium
and
all the eager projects...
thank you
for sharing your peace
it is lovely,
xox - eb.
Imperturbable Mary
Peace