Hard times, bad times…only opportunities for change and improvement.

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I long for the ocean right now. Seems like a safe place to be with all the fires. I am most concerned for forest. Forest are everything to me…and the ocean.

The last so many months have been hard on so many of us around the world. First a new virus, then a quarantine, something most of us haven’t experienced in this lifetime. Now we have fires in California (everywhere) and still issues with disease and closures. People are losing their minds.

We can’t walk outside due to such thick smoke. I haven’t been able to walk with Molly or take the kids on the trails to wear them out. We walk the dogs quickly to the little forest and back so they feel they had something. Anything more than that would be hard on all our lungs.

These times make me grateful for the days when the skies are clear and we can explore the forest. I become wistful for the simple things, like walking to Safeway for a bag of groceries or just sitting on our porch with coffee.

The shelter in during the Springtime was hard at first and then we began to take advantage of the quiet time. We worked hard while social visits were on hold. We also discovered that we prefer more quiet family time to having people around all the time or running about. We got used to it, embraced it, and eventually it became a prefered way to live. At home, with each other, in a sweet, pleasant world free of drama and noise.

I won’t adjust to the fires. We need to be outside gardening, playing, roaming the villages and wild. But we can’t breath outside right now and I pray that Mother Earth shows some mercy and our beautiful forest don’t all burn down. I don’t care about my house, I care more about our park and trails. I can live in a tent (not ideal) but I can’t do without nature.

But it is our reality every summer now here in California and so we have to adjust over the next few weeks or so. I have us packed up in case of evacuation. We signed up for reverse 911 and fire alerts. We stay in touch with neighbors. And then we work on the inside of the house.

When we moved here we had a handyman and his crew do the floors and paint. It was a crappy job. My bamboo floors have huge gaps and I feel upset every day that I look at them. When I see others floors I feel envy. Bali started fixing the floors yesterday and the living room looks fabulous now! Since he can’t work outside we work on floors, finishing the kitchen cabinets, cleaning and more purging and organizing. The kids watch movies, do art, read, build and create with magna tiles and railroad tracks.

When life hands you a situation you adapt, improvise and overcome! I just love that Marine motto. It can be applied to everyday life. Make the most of each situation because they can be used as tools for growth and improvement.

Some situations look terrible at first glance but can be used for transformation. Take my experience with that gossip site that harassed me and my family. I chose to delete all my work; years of blogging and vlogging on the channel. I chose to erase my media personality completely. This seems tragic as I destroyed years and thousands of hours of work. I disappeared in thin air, leaving my community to wonder what the heck had happened as they searched the air online frantically.

But I understood the whole meaning. I was in a phase of transformation that was going very deep and, although, most of the purging was on the surface and tangible, such as giving away furniture, paintings, tossing depressing photos…I was also purging old parts of myself. Old hurts and feelings of rejection are looked at and purged with the tossing of the old photos or letting go of old furniture that belonged to my mother, items that came from a rough past and still held that energy. With each item I delete, trash or remove, I empty myself of old, toxic energy, clear the space emotionally and physically, to allow new and better things to come fill up the readied space.

Just like the living room. I gave away everything, scrubbed and washed the space and found new furnishings that fit the room much better and now it looks charming and sweet. We do this internally, spiritually. We let go of jobs, partners, friends, thoughts, hurts…and new people and jobs enter. Joy and light enter.

My personality is ever changing and now that I’m coming up on 50 years of living, I am shedding yet another skin to emerge anew. I see it in my reactions, in my deep cleaning of house and life, my thoughts, my choice in documentaries, books, music and movies. I’m evolving into a new thing and it’s very fun.

So, I destroyed all I had created without a thought. I wanted to build anew from my heart. This time truly being myself without hiding parts so as not to offend anyone. It’s still Kate, but the whole circus this time. Not just certain tales and performances to please the masses. I want to offer a hearty dish to inspire, support, assist in healing and transformation.

I love homemaking and home life, but there is so much more. SO. MUCH. MORE! Some will not like the change. I’ve already had some point out that I am not as sparkly and cheerful, that there is a sternness to me. Of course! When you go through a trying time you come out of it changed. I have learned to not be so open, vulnerable, thus exposing myself and my family to abuse. You get smart real quick, and you better if you want to be public in any way.

And this is me. I’m not always cheerful. I’m down right a grumpy 50 year old lady sometimes. I yell at my kids and dogs, there is chaos in my home, Bali and I bicker, I burn meals, I stay in my pj’s way past noon some days, dishes pile up in my sink, and I love junk food and TV. That is a part of me just as much as the neurotic lady that cleans and rearranges her whole house every month or takes on big painting and gardening projects. I cook from scratch…I open bags of convenience foods. I put in a huge garden…it isn’t so successful and we eat greens and squash all summer until I pull out all the squash plants because I can’t stomach one more. I learned to can but still terrified of the pressure canner. I sew like a sailor with no domestic skills. My bread is hardy but sure won’t be winning any awards at the fair.

I used to record only when the house was tidy and I was in a good space emotionally. I tried to be upbeat and happy, sugar coating everything. I don’t want to do that anymore. I want to be real. I want to show that you don’t have to be the perfect housewife, the beauty queen, always so happy and perky. It ain’t real!

Let’s talk about deep stuff! Let’s embrace imperfection and live in a relaxed manner.

I found that being on YouTube for a few years, I started watching other channels similar to mine to get ideas. That’s what you do, you collaborate, glean ideas, techniques and so on. But what also happens with the creative inspiration is some comparisons and then not feeling as good as. Vegan families were so perfect with only their organic, whole foods. Homes sparkled and shined with their new furniture in the suburban homes built to perfection. Women looked fabulous with the hair and makeup and some help from filters and lighting, editing was incredible, filming could win awards! Good lord, some of these YouTube videos are like brilliant mini documentaries.

How could I compete with my cheap Android phone and natural window lighting, not to mention my free editing app.? I can’t. I have the funky house, I’m not the incredible cleaning lady. And I don’t like to cook all the time. I love that packaged faux meats and cheeses. Amen! Oh, and I look like crap warmed over sometimes and I have no filters for that.

But I have good things, positive things to share. I have deep thoughts to explore. I have created a cozy home and my family loves to gather for a delicious supper. My kids are crazy healthy and extremely smart and wise for their ages. Our family is incredibly bonded and loving. I know how to inspire and motivate. Joy, personal happiness and the enjoyment of a simple life is the goal.

So, I now get to do that. I started all over with the blog and channel and I get to be real, true, show all the good and funky, hippy, shabby chic. I can share my spiritual ideas openly and freely without worrying about offending anyone because everyone has a choice to join me or not.

Being harrassed was the best thing to happen. It forced me to get rid of all of the old persona that had become burnt out and start from the beginning in my truest form so I, and all who join me, may thrive.

The fostering has been hard work and a challenge. I often wished I could rewind to the day they ask, “Are you still interested in fostering?” and say no thank you and hang up quickly. But as time goes on I see all the strengths and positive changes. It definitely takes a shift of the mind and consciousness. And a deep surrender. Deep. Surrender. Let’s just say I watch a lot of my Buddhist monk documentaries to alter my state of being.

We are learning to serve another and adapt to change in our lifestyle and to be inconvenienced on many levels. I go back and forth everyday with wanting to quit and wanting to continue on this journey. For some it’s brutal, for some it brings about growth and enlightenment. The question is; how much inconvenience do we deal with to serve another?

This is also a question of do we go back to our old life and relish our simple and quiet ways…or do we step it up and take on other children and decide that that is our path, our way at this time?

Still not liking the fires. We will fix the floors, scrap paint, maybe even apply paint, clean, organize, read novels, purge more…not really a bad life and in the end when the smoke clears we will have accomplished so much that we can run through the forest all day, because our home chores are done.


53 thoughts on “Hard times, bad times…only opportunities for change and improvement.

  1. I don’t live in a place where fires are a danger, but as I was reading I thought the fires kind of mirror your current journey….burning the old dead growth so new things can take their place. I read somewhere that there are plants that only grow from the ashes of forest fires. It’s scary and beautiful at the same time. Nature is amazing that way. I pray you and your lovely mountain community stay safe and you can journey out again soon. ♥️

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  2. If you haven’t ditched Netflix, there is a program on there that I have been binge-watching today. Jack Whitehall: Travels with my Father. Wonderfully funny watching the banter between father and son and learning about foreign locales at the same time.

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  3. Oh the fires are just awful!!! You’re right, we can’t go outside, when inside feels invaded by smoke. We had a fire below our house last week but they quickly got it out thank goodness because the whole state is on fire and there aren’t enough resources. It’s so so sad…. I feel the same as you about beautiful Mother Nature. This time every year I too long for the ocean. The clean breeze that won’t let all that smoke blow in. As I drove through town today, I saw all the restaurants with their outside dining to be Covid-19 compliant. And the people sitting outside breathing all that smoke!!!!!!! Everything is toxic right now. Just everything. That’s why I appreciate your blog and YouTube all the more. And I pray we soon have some rain. We can hope……

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  4. Hello Kate, Thank you for sharing about the fires. I was worried about you and your family. Since our son lives there I have been watching the news and there are many, many fires almost all over CA. I pray for every ones safety and well being. If you can, please continue to keep us posted. You know that everyone in this community is sending positive thoughts your way and hopefully there will be some rain. Please stay safe, take care. Bye for now.

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  5. I prefer the unfiltered version of life. I can’t tell you how many YT videos I’ve seen of women dressed up and cleaning McMansions that aren’t even dirty. Who lives like that? You and your family stay safe!

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  6. I feel for you and hope your forest stays safe. I remember the stress I had before I moved from California to the UK from living with the constant threat of fires, earthquakes, droughts, mudslides, rattlesnakes, etc. constantly playing in the back of my mind. I don’t think I could go back to it now, even though the California forests are the prettiest place on earth. Your children are so lucky to grow up there in that lovely old house.

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  7. Sometimes it takes something big to make you move. I had so totally content in my simple life for years, and last year out of the blue, my husband suddenly passed away. I have spent much of the last year lost. I had been a wife, a homemaker and a care giver for years. I did not really know who I was any more. I am slowly clearing out stuff that does not give me joy. I am slowly trying to find ME. It will be a journey – but baby steps will get us there.
    Take care and blessings.

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  8. Reality is what your life is. You don’t come across as those plastic girls with perfect lives and perfect homes. I won’t give those blogs the time of day. You foster, I am the part-time caretaker to a manipulative, controlling, narcisisstic mother who is 85 and in horrible health. I have a sister and brother who don’t lift a finger to help and I am stuck with her. I won’t abandon her like they do because I think – what if I was her, cannot drive anymore, can only get around with the aid of a walker and on oxygen full-time (having never smoked a day in her life). She is non-social, refuses to have friends or speak with anyone else. I take her to every doctor’s appointment, out to lunch occasionally and try to go over 2-3 x a week so she is not alone. I cook for her 2-3 x a week also and make sure she always has food. Yet, she still treats me like shi-. She does not have the funds for a person to come in and check on her or move into assisted living. So, Kate, there are some things we get ourselves into and some we have to ride out until the situation changes. You are normal, my dear. I eat healthy a few days, my mom sends me into near homicide and then I can just eat every candy bar in the store!! It’s called life – some days are beautiful beyond comparison, our own nirvana and the next day sucks. But, to me, it beats the alternative of being 6 feet under and not having the chance to right things. As the Bible says, “This, too, shall pass.”

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    1. This sounds exactly like my relationship with my mother and after I would gorge on crap to sooth myself. When she passed I had such great peace…I wish that for you too.


  9. I love the ocean too. Something about the smells, sounds of waves,and the negative ions calms me, instantly, when I step foot on a beach. I live about 2 hours away from the nearest beach. We try to go annually, and I really miss it this year. I’ve been praying for the safety of all who live in California. It must be very scary for you. Keeping it real is why we love you Kate. I don’t necessarily agree with everything you talk about but I listen — its good to get another’s point of view on something, its how you learn tolerance for others. And, like you said “take what you want and leave the rest”. Love you Kate, don’t change.

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  10. Kate………..your honesty makes me feel even better! thank you for being real. thank you for being you. My two favorite places are the ocean and the forest. Just thinking about them soothes my soul. You are a precious gem and I am so grateful you are back. I’ve been feeling sorry for myself lately, I’m a homemaker and I have a 16 year old daughter and I serve them, and find I don’t have much time for me. Then I read what you wrote, how much inconvenience do we deal with to serve another? It’s a hard job to surrender. To surrender one’s self for others. I see you doing it. And it inspires me to keep pressing on. Thank you 🙂

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  11. Scary times, praying for you and yours.
    In the UK we don’t have natural fires on this level, I cannot understand how it is but very much appreciate how worrying it must for your natural habitats and home. Here in England we visit a place called Wakehurst it’s a seed bank and has gardens where they have planted redwoods, I can only hope some time in the future to see fully grown ones (these are babies still big but not massive).
    I do wonder when serving others has a limit, in our home it’s generally when my husband looks at me and says ”you look tired love, do we need a talk to see where are our commitments are at?” Some may find it condecending but I can be my own worst enemy and no one can do it all. He says I work hard to look after my family, so you can focus on what you need to do as you are our heart and centre of our home.
    Take care and blessing to you all.

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    1. What a wonderful husband. Bali is a good man but he has NEVER said that to me! And I’ve reprimanded him for it. However, if I tell him I’m exhausted he has cleaned and cooked the whole day so I can rest. He appreciates and knows that I’m the heart of the whole operation and if I go down they will all have challenges. It’s good to pretend to go down now and then so they can figure out a drill and get a taste of gratitude. 😉

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  12. I pray that the fires don’t touch you and your family . You are strong and wise during your changes and growth. You are like a butterfly that is emerging. I hope you all will be safe.

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  13. Kate, it’ so awful about the fires. I have been praying about the fires in California and also, though they are not nearly as bad, the ones nearby in Colorado as well. I actually went to a “rain dance” hosted by our village the other day. No rain [yet] but it was fun!

    You’ve gone deeper into the spiritual and emotional aspects of purging today, and it blessed my socks off. Long story short, but I have been putting off purging because of my family of pack-rats. Because of a few changes though, I am finally able to start purging, and it feels so wonderful, and yes, so healing!

    I meant to comment on one of your writings a couple of weeks ago, but I didn’t. With your writinng today, I was reminded to say now what I wanted to say then.

    You had put up two pictures, one of a “perfect” antiseptic-looking kitchen and one of your beautiful kitchen, the one I always imagine smelling like coffee, baked goods, a hint of bleach, and cinnimon. I imagine sitting at the table, maybe sharing the apple muffin that just came out of the oven with a plastic t-rex and a triceratops that your youngest son just informed me were ravenous. It’s so comfortable, so cozy [and being Autistic, feeling comfortable and relaxed is no mean feat!] and my eyes keep obsessing with another peek at the half-finished masterpieces that you, the boys and little miss have been drawing.

    Suddenly, I juxtaposition myself into that stark, “perfect” kitchen. My coffee is gone, as is my apple muffin. I try to get that feeling of being nurtured by adding elements of ‘Kates kitchen” into the HGTV version. There is no kitchen table, only the kitchen island. I put your charming tablecloth over the island, hoping that will help. I also add the pens and markers, plants and papers that were on the table.

    Since there are elements of your meal preperation on the island, it’s now looking rather cluttered, so I move some of the items to the countertop. I leave the pots on the stovetop, mostly to convince myself that someone would actually cook in such a showroom. I add a few more of the items that I love from “Kates kitchen.” Then I step back and take a look.

    Since I have added so much of “Kate” to the “new” kitchen, I expect the coffee, dinosaurs and muffins [and especially the company] to return. But they don’t. And the kitchen no longer looks sophisticated. It doesn’t look cozy or cute or welcoming either.. It just looks bizarre, as if the owner of this showstopper had the gall to believe that life and love and sweet memories could co-exist with such a pretentious facade.

    Kate, your perfectly imperfect life is one I find amazing. I just wanted to share that.

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  14. It’s horrible about the fires. I have a friend near Modesto so I have been praying for rain for the State all week. When you described what it’s like to be housebound right now it made me think of growing up in winter in Ohio near Lake Erie. It was cold. Too cold to go outside. -20 degrees F cold sometimes, and so windy it literally took your breath away. And for some darn reason it always happened on our Christmas break from school. Those were the weeks we switched things up. Sure we had to do our chores like sweeping and dishes, and our mom always cooked the meals. But they were times for things like reading something new and exciting. And as kids we enjoyed baking cookies and cakes with supervision from our mom or older sister. We made homemade clay animals and painted them for the Christmas tree. We always had a jigsaw puzzle set up and everyone took turns working on it when they were bored and everyone cheered when someone finished an exceptionally hard part. I loved to watch my brothers assemble and paint model cars. Sometimes us kids just sprawled out in the living room and talked about what we dreamed our lives were going to be like. We shared more as a family unit without knowing it. And the memories of those times have stayed with us through all these years. When I got older and moved to a warmer client I felt tired all the time after a while. When I finally moved back a few years ago I realized that my body needed the quiet restful time of winter to relax and recharge. Living in a warm state was like an invitation that we had to be busy all the time and take advantage of the nice weather. Now is a time to dream of what will be next Spring when things are blooming. It’s a time to feel like I’m all nestled in my little cocoon away from the world. It gives my soul and body some rest so I can face the other 3 seasons with gusto. My daughter and d-i-law both do child’s yoga from youtube with their children in the morning since they homeschool and along with it being fun because there is a story involved, it’s helping the children to not only stretch physically, but mentally by seeing how they improve each week. It seems as if you and your family may need some physical and spiritual rest so I encourage you to relax and enjoy the different pace that is happening right now in this season (not so easy with 3 kids, I know). And, I’m really hoping those fires end quickly so you can go on your walks again because I know you and yours enjoy them so much. ~Sally

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  15. Kate, keep being yourself, with all your imperfections… that’s why we like you! You are genuine, warming and attractive, no wonder people are drawn to you.
    The gossipers, a handful, can’t compare to the thousands that adore you. Damaged people, coming from unhappy childhood (they own words), who stated many times hate feelings for you. Yes, they harassed you, your children and your husband, cowardly hiding behind anonymous posts. They are nasty, then always go back and delete the troubling and damaging posts. In fact, they are insanely jealous of you.
    Waiting like vultures to criticize whatever you do. Mean spirit beings. Can’t even write an articulated criticism on your work. You, on the other hand, writes beautifully and inspire people.

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  16. I can sympathise about the fires. We had many devastating fires in Australia last summer. I hope you receive good rains soon to help extinguish the fires.
    I was thinking about your question of how much inconvenience we deal with to serve another. I am a giving person – too giving – and easily tend to overextend myself to help others. I was in this situation last year, as the primary support person to my ailing mother, whom I did not feel really close to (never have). This was in addition to caring full-time for my severally disabled daughter and other family members with struggles.I reached the point where I had nothing left to give. I was depressed and worn out and had not been caring for myself at all. I was supporting my mother out of a sense of duty, and like you and another commentor mentioned, I would often use food to help deal with the stress and frustration of spending so much time with a person I would not have spent any time with had she not been my mother. So my answer to your question would be that if serving others outside your immediate family (spouse and kids) is damaging you mentally and/or physically, or negatively impacting the people you are primarily responsible for (spouse, kids), you need to step back and nurture yourself and your loved ones.

    That is what I had to do – I had to step back from caring for my mother so much and let my siblings take over. And then, down the track, I was accused of ‘Not doing anything’ to help. How quickly my siblings forgot the countless hours I spent helping our mother while they worked/studied/pursued their dreams and goals. Nevermind about the goals and dreams I had to put on hold while helping our mother. Anyway, rant over. My mother died nearly 4 months ago and 3 of my 4 siblings now dislike/hate me because of things I said and did (all truthful). My focus is now on healing myself and helping my spouse and (grown) children through their problems.

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  17. I’m loving the new Kate. Honestly, life isn’t and shouldn’t be a plastic- wrapped, shiny thing and your honesty and humanity shines through. Keep doing what you’re doing, Kate. I’m here for the journey cheering you on from London and loving your reimagining 👍💕

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  18. Hi again, Kate. I think my comment from the last post didn’t make it in time and disappeared. There are 3 books relating to slow living/Zen homekeeping I know you’d love. “A Monk’s Guide to a Clean House and Mind” by Shoukei Matsumoto, “The Art of Simple Living” by Shunmyo Masuno, and “Sweeping Changes” by Gary Thorp. I love these books, and am pretty sure you can get them at the library or used. And I pray those fires disappear under a blanket of rain, and that the air clears again. Take care, Barb in New Hampshire


  19. Dearest Kate, I love your new attitude about take what you need and leave the rest. You are my favorite blogger and vlogger! I love how you keep it real and it always feels like you are a dear friend.
    I’m so sorry about the fires, I hope soon you get rain and that they can be contained.
    I used to be a YES person and help everyone and do things to turn myself inside out to please others. At 62, I no longer do that. I spend my time at my little mobile home cottage in a 55 plus community way in the corner of the community. I have a special neighbor and we love the garden and I been given many free plants from lots of neighbors. My backyard is like a jungle oasis and when it cools off in Florida I plan on spending even more time outside looking up into my live oak trees and enjoying the green of nature.
    It’s hard sometimes with all of the chaos going on around us and it’s hard to be content sometimes. Learning to be content, grateful and open to spirit are the things that keep me sane.
    Keep keeping on you are a light in many lives and a blessing to me.


  20. Good morning Kate, I don’t live in a area that get that many fires we get them but not the extent that California does, we live in Florida on the west coast side and we get hurricanes in fact as we speak there are 2 storms churning in the gulf, every August to end of October we are on alert, hate living that way but that is Florida life, you want to live here you have to anticipate hurricanes and bad storms with some flooding. We prepare as best we could and leave the rest in God’s hands that’s all you can do or move to another location which we have be considering lately. I really like this new Kate, I don’t think anyone should have to change so they won’t offend anyone, no way Kate, if they don’t like it move on buddy, that’s what I say. I am turning 51 the end of October, I feel 50 was a turning point for me physically and emotionally with hormones changing and back hurting way more than in my 40’s, found out after a few x-rays I have arthritis in my lower back, I looked at the doctor like really why now, but that’s life and as you age you have to adapt, hoping and praying your fires will subside so you all can enjoy your forest walks, take care and God Bless.
    Peggy :0)


  21. I just discovered this blog and I don’t know “who you were before”. Good for you taking the nasty bull by the horns and bagging it all.

    I much prefer real life when I blog-scroll each morning. Life is real-it should not be edited, photoshopped and sold as non-fiction.

    I wish for you a GREAT Monday! 🙂


  22. Hi Kate. I’m loving your content. At 58 years old, I’ve reached a place I thought I would never achieve, I am finally living my life to please me. Not my family or friends. This doesn’t mean I don’t care about them or their thoughts or feelings, it just means I don’t change how I think or feel about something to conform or be accepted. As a people pleaser, this has been a challenge. But I like myself so much more when I am true to me. All that to say, “This above all: to thine own self be true, and it must follow, as the night the day, Thou canst not then be false to any man.” Polonius from Hamlet. I love your truth and appreciate you for it.💗


  23. Like you, I have found that circumstances that seem trying and unfortunate often force me to change in needed, beneficial ways. But, I have to be open to letting go of the old and seeking the new and better path. I hope California gets rain soon! Praying for the safety of all.

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  24. RE: fostering. I think that the decision of “do we step it up and take on other children and decide that that is our path, our way at this time?” would make itself clearly known to you. I think you would continue to feel strongly pulled to it, rather than constantly weighing the pluses and minuses and trying to decide whether you should or shouldn’t continue.

    You were strongly drawn into fostering. But now that you’ve had the experience, that may be it for you. The lessons you’ve learned through fostering may be done, and you will continue your lessons in other ways. Maybe one fostering experience is all that’s “required’ of you. And that’s really okay.


  25. RE: fostering. I think that the decision of “do we step it up and take on other children and decide that that is our path, our way at this time?” would make itself clearly known to you. I think you would continue to feel strongly pulled to it, rather than constantly weighing the pluses and minuses and trying to decide whether you should or shouldn’t continue.

    You were strongly drawn into fostering. But now that you’ve had the experience, that may be it for you. The lessons you’ve learned through fostering may be done, and you will continue your lessons in other ways. Maybe one fostering experience is all that’s “required’ of you. And that’s really okay.


    1. So brilliant! And perfectly what I needed to hear, thank you. And yes, this is all I needed to learn and we’ve made a clear decision. I should have learned long ago that if you spend too much time weighing things, it’s not right. The right stuff has a strong pull and desire. You crave it and miss it when it’s gone. Like the blog when I quit…or the channel when I ended it…I returned, it’s like breathing to me.


  26. I’ve missed you! The lovely community on Dawn’s channel sent me here. I was one of your original subscribers, I cannot believe how I felt lost when you were gone. I miss seeing you and your lovely family. I miss seeing your garden progress and hearing you keeping motherhood REAL. I hope that you are well and that you are enjoying your forest community. Now, off to read all your entries. Hugs to you all. 2❤🇨🇦😘


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