Plastic society

Plastic bags and plastic food coverings are becoming the bane of our lives... M&S have decided to sell their carriar bags at 5p a go and will give the money to green spaces.. This is all well and good, but is not solving the problem, stop providing them in the first place! Im always amazed when i go shopping at the amount of people that still choose to use plastic bags as a way of transporting their goods home..Their trollies are piled high with them and these same people will then use the car to get it all home, do they not feel ashamed? i know i would...
A lot of supermarkets provide canves bags now and there are plenty of cardboard boxes to pack your goods into... Whats with all these plastic bags that are covering our fruit and vegetables?, theres really no need our wonderful mother earth provides them with skin!
The new debate is tap verses bottle water, water that is bottled say in another country, thousands of miles away and then sold here in Britian, but wait theres a flaw with this, many local people, mainly the poor, are drinking dirty polluted water, while the clean fresh stuff is being sold in really posh and expensive resturants all over the world!!!! What the F**** is that all about? how is that possible? How can a company take fresh water, sell it to the richer countries, yet know that the locals are still drinking dirty water and dying from it? That, well, leaves me gob smacked! Then all those millions and millions of water bottles are then discarded onto the beaches, woodlands and nature reserves to eventually break down into plastic pellets, for the wildlife to eat and then die out, what are we doing?, think people, think!
Can we as intellent animals really be that f****** stupid!!

Whatever!

They say, as you get older the more your confidence grows and as true as that may be in some aspects of life, it's not true of others. Im going to be 40 this year and it seems im not as confident as i was say 20 years ago.Im starting to question the way i look, the clothes that i wear and the dreads that adorn my head! About 2 years ago, i started to feel this way, that i didn't know who i was any more, i kept questioning... me.. And so i took a pair of scissors to my waist length dreads and cut them all off.. At first it felt great but i soon started to regreat it, i even tried to dress more like a 'late 30 something', however that may be, but i felt wrong, i didn't feel like me any more and so, about 7 and half months ago i re-locked my hair and started down the neglete route... But im still fighting with this little voice in my head that keeps saying, ''your going to be 40 this year, should'nt you have grown out of this by now?'' But then i think, this is who i am and i don't want to change that, why should i change who i am because society says that it's wrong and thats not how we should be doing things, and so, i will put two fingers up to what they think and keep my head up high..
A friend said to me once, would i cut my locks in order to get the job i wanted and i replyed, but why would i?, if im capable of doing the job, then why would my hair be an issue?, if i was a coloured person with dreads would that still be an issue?, why is it so because im actually white? And if the person hiring me thinks just that then i wouldn't want the job in the first place.. Iv had dreads for over 10 years and its never been a problem job wise before, its not like i want to run for Prime Minister... is it?...
And what buisness is it of anybodies if i want to look a certain way, live a certain way, im not harming anyone, we should all worry about our own lives and how we conduct that, than what someone else is wearing whether that be their clothes or the way their wear their hair...
And so, 40 years of age or 80, im going to hold my head up high and embrace who i truely am!

It's all about me

Overslept this morning, which is very unlike me as i like to get up at the crack of dawn, so my body must have needed more rest to repair itself... Must say, im feeling a lot better this morning, so i may even do a workout in a few hours. I miss not doing my exersises when im ill, makes my body feel sluggish... I do box exersise, so i will take it easy this morning, let my body slowly ease into it once again.
Sage is feeling better, just in time for school tomorrow, bless him, he's been off for half term and spent it all being ill.. The skies blue this morning, and not as cold as its been of late, so after the chores have been done, i might get to spend some time in the garden, preparing some beds for some bulbs iv been saving for, although i shall wait until the end of April before i plant them, in case there are some late frosts to come..
Iv been thinking about buying a sewing machine, any sewing that i do, do, is all done by hand, and iv been saving up scraps of materials from clothes and other material thats meant something to me, in order to make a quilt, and eventually, i will need a sewing machine to make it look better at the end... I would also love to knit, so thats another hobby i want to get my teeth into.. And as well as that i really would love a new digital camera, my old ones not so great anymore and i miss not going out taking pictures of Gaia. Oh dear, its all about me this morning! Anyhow, time to make another cuppa and get on with the day, so, until next time..

Escaping the City

Well, as hard as i tried to go to the market yesterday, i never actually made it out of the door..Once i had stopped being sick, i had to crawl back onto the sofa, with a box of tissues and some duff TV... Sage was great and went to the local corner shop to get some food for the cats and the dog, so i had been given another day to try and get better from this flu bug!
After sleeping well, although my nose is still red and swollen, i feel like i could make it outside into some fresh air this morning. The city is going to be crawling this morning and i always make a point of NOT going into the centre on a Saturday, but i need to go and get a new shopping trolly, my other one broke on Tuesday. There's a bright pink one with white spirals on that's caught my eye, that'll get me noticed!
My course starts on the 6th March, 10.30 am till 2.30 pm, which is great, cause it gives me time to do my housework and workouts in the morning and then i can get home in time for when Sage gets in from school. It's not for long and apparently they find you a work placement, so not only are you getting the qualifications that you need, your also getting the experience thats needed.. Yay, i can not wait to get out there and start earning a living, so that myself and Sage can eventually escape this City life!

Into the Unknown

We are ill. We have had the flu and our house has been a no go area! My head feels like it will explode and my nose is running like a swollen river. We have hidden away in the house for the past few days but i really have to go to the market today, we need more vegetables and tissues. Sages' holiday break has been horrible for him, where he would be out having fun with his friends, he's been stuck in this flu invested box with his mam, oh the joys of being ill!! So it's a case of wrapping up warm and stepping into the unknown!

Sore throats and Chickens

Oh how i love these frosty Febuary mornings... The suns still low in the sky and the birds are singing in the trees and you know that those Summer days are only around the corner... Let me first credit the photograher Nathan Neely for the beautiful capture of the trees you see at the beginning of this post.

Tomorrow, i go and start a course that i hope will eventually lead me into a decent job, i wont say much more here, until i have been to the appointment tomorrow and know more myself..

Sage is feeling a little under the weather, i think he may have a cold, but then when you refuse to wear a coat and a scarf because of vanity reasons, you end up getting a chill.So, my little Sage is curled up under a duvet, playing on his PS2... He refuses to drink my homemade Lemon and Honey soother, knowing that it will soothe his throat, because he doesnt like it, iv said i will add a little sugar, but still he refuses...

Sage and i have talked about getting a couple of Chickens for such a long time now and we had decided that if we have not them by Yuletide this year we will buy them and their home as a Yuletide present to us both. Sage has offered not to have as many presents so that we can afford to get them, YAY! Now that coming from a 12 year old boy who lives for his skateboarding and his music is a present within itself.. Thank you Sage, mama loves you too.

Earthlings

I saw the most shocking video yesterday, if i was not already a vegetarian, i certainly would be one now. This film was so powerful, that i could not watch it all the way through, i stopped viewing after about 30 minutes, and i could not stop crying for the rest of the afternoon. What was the film? Earthlings, and it was showing how the food we eat, the pets we buy and the clothes we wear are brought to us and it was cruel, so cruel! I can not belive that there are people out there that do this for a living and then sleep at night, their heart and souls must be black!

Those images will stay with me now for life, i knew that this went on, but when its on the news i tend to close my eyes to the images, it makes me really angry and upsets me too much... The worse thing is that you or i can NOT do anything about this, we CAN'T stop this no matter how hard we try, what can we do? Sure we can stop eating meat, stop wearing clothes that are produced from animals and research where our pets are coming from, but this WILL carry on.. Unless, we all stand togeather and make a stand that this world has never seen, im afraid, its never going to happen, there are to many evil people on this planet that will stop anyone of us from stopping their cruelty, just so they can line their greedy little pockets with more money...

If this is the food we are eating, no wonder there is so much cruel and evilness in this world, how can we as spiritual humans, eat something that has been inhumanly and with such cruelty killed, all that suffering is within that meat and you are eating it... The very essence of that animal has gone into your body, and is fueling you as you go about your day... Something to think upon!

Wanna watch the film? http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-1282796533661048967

The Hills Have Eyes

Theres a couple of things that bother me regarding travelling and living in a mobile home. As a single women how safe is it really out there? I love the thought of doing it alone but i often think about the what ifs... If there are any females out there that come across this blog and travel alone please tell me how you cope with it all.. Do you park up where there are others or are you quite safe alone in the middle of nowhere, and what if you run into trouble? how do you get out of it?

I can imagine the first few nights are a little scary, till you learn to get over it and maybe stop watching those horror films like 'Wolf Creek' and 'The Hills have Eyes'! LOL... Still we cant let our fears stop us from living the life we so crave.. Even the thought of living in a cottage in the middle of nowhere has its moments, but then you do have the added bonus of stone walls and not a metal frame. Maybe, one day when im ready the Goddess will send me my Scottish Knight, to travel and live in the same manner as me and share the fun and love of the land.. We shall see. Maybe theres a soul mate out there also lost within the City.. (((Grins)))

Walking a different path

To me, Cities are unnatural places, houses that are too close togeather, concreate everywhere you look, plastic bags adorn nearby trees and nature has to fight daily, with the rubbish we humans disregard at every given moment.. Cars, almost like bugs, speed along highways and side roads, killing yet more of nature and the inhabitants of Gaia. Smog chokes your lungs, and the smell of the City is enougth to send you running to the hills.

I haven't always lived here, iv been lucky enougth to travel throughout the land of the Britions. From the Highlands to the tip of the south in Cornwall. My favorite place is Glen Co, up in the Highlands, Scotland. I fell in love with the hills and the solitude the first time i went through this magical place and one day i intend on returning, hopefully in my converted bus, to blend away into the hills and be at one with this humble place.

Next week, my life is about to take a different turn and hopefully lead me one step closer to fulfilling that dream of escaping the City, i long for it and embrace whatever comes my way, i feel excited and yet nervous at finally getting back into the mainstream. Who knows where this path is taking me, as long as im no longer lost within the City, anything could be a blessing..

Bluebells and Chickens

The moon had an amazing look to her last night, although its a waxing new moon, you could make out the rest of the orb, stars were bright but the tempeture dropped as it does on these wonderful early spring evenings..Waking up to another spring day makes you happy, you know that the cycle of the elements and natures wheel turns yet again and the summer will drift in before you know it..

Sage is still in slumber world, hes at that age now where he likes to stay up a little later than his mum,makes him feel like hes the only one awake in this big wide world.

Down my street there are a lot of bins outside peoples homes and yet the street looks like a Shanty town, why is it that when there are bins right in front of you, people still choose to chuck their rubbish on the roads and pavements? That really makes no sense to me at all! And what is it with men and kicking over all the bins at 3 am in the morning? Is that what drinking too much does to them? For some bizarre reason they have to kick everyones bins over, so not only do they wake everyone up, they have scattered yet more crap onto the streets!

Its amazing that when the first signs of spring presents itself how fast it advances.. It was not too long ago when i went into the garden at Yuletide, and the earth was deep in slumber, then a few weeks ago i noticed the first signs of Daffodiles gently pushing their way through the earth, even the Bluebells have surfaced from their slumber early and it was these that i noticed well before the Snowdrops, which to me is the first sign that Spring is on her way. Sundays are nice in the mornings, if you get into the garden, its quiet and sometimes if your real lucky you can hear the bells from the local church chime, and for a while it makes me forget that im lost within a City, but really working on my own bit of land and that soon the chickens and the ducks will waddle over, to nudge me gently for their breakfast..

Songs of the Blackbirds

I love early mornings.. Everything is so quiet and new. Only the birds can be heard, its my favorite time of the day and allows me to set myself up for whatever may be thrown at me as i travel throughout the day. The suns risen nicely this morning and you know its going to be a beauitful Spring like day. A wonderful day to get into the garden and aid it from its winter slumber.. Compost needs to spread around the garden and weeds need to be pulled, ready for the new shoots and plants that will inhabit my space on this planet for another year. All this will be done once i have ventured into the unknown and collected a few bits from the local Supermarket. Oh, how i hate going there, buying foods that have travelled thousands of miles and cost the earth and its inhabitants, in most cases, life... Theres a little fruit and veg stall just around the corner from me, you would think that this would be better, but the fruits and vegetables have not travelled locally, but across the globe, sometimes in the summer months he has local vegetables from allotements, and thats when i tend to visit him more, thats if i haven't grown my own..

I hate all that plastic the supermarkets wrap their foods in, theres really no need for all that.. Vegetables and most fruit have their own skins to protect them, we can take our own bags rather than use their 'free' plastic bags! Mind you it wont be long before the season to forage is upon us, free cherries, blackberries and nuts, yay!

I like to take the back routes to the market, through the field that backs upon the railway lines, through a couple of alleys, and within 15 minutes im there, and most of the time i may not see a car or another human until i get into the carpark of the market and then its all noise and hustle and bustle from there onwards, then i have to fight my way through noisy crowds, just to get a few essentials, what is it with people and their trollies?, why on earth would you want to stand in the middle of the ailes yapping to someone, you really don't want to be talking to anyway, why would you want to stand in everyone elses way, and then look at them like they have done something wrong!

Anyhow, a few chores and then into the garden, and for a while, i can forget that im lost within a City....

Lost within a City

I hate it here..Lost within a City, that i hate! Where would i much rather be?, lost within a meadow, living off the land with my own chickens and the odd goat... A horse with a little carraige to get around in would be great, vegetables growing on my own little space on Gaia, with only the birds, trees and nature for company...

This is my life, and how im going to put the above into reality, no matter how long it takes, im going to live that dream, of how life really should be.

Im a 39 year old single mum to one child, well i say child, he's almost 12 years of age now and in ancient cultures, well on his way to becoming a man, in this blog, he will be known as Sage, and me, well you can call me Meadow.

We live in a City in the UK, its an old Roman City, right on the brink of beautiful countryside, but i hate living here.. I spend hours dreaming of getting out of here, and living in an old converted bus, trailer, even an old train that iv spotted abandoned on the railway lines near the field where i take our Collie for walks and where i like to commune with nature, if thats at all possible it a dirty, grim filled City, full of Chaves and drunks... Get out, i hear you say, stop complaining and just leave, if you hate it that much, but.. its not as easy as you think and belive me, i have tried... I don't own my own house and i don't really have a great job, i went back to college and then Uni to change all that, but when you are travelling over 100 miles a day and on a low income and the car gets broken into and you cant afford to have it repaired, you tend to put these things on hold until things get a little better.. Well a few years later and Sage a little older, im going back to work, and in just over a weeks time i will embark on the first step to living that dream and getting out of this City..

I live in a 2 bedroom terraced house, neighbourhoods ok, but the summer can be a nightmare, idiots with their music so loud in their cars that my windows shake and sometimes i have to close the windows just so i don't have to listen to their crappy music! At least i have my garden to escape to, here i have tried to recreate a woodland theme, wild flowers, herbs a couple of trees and as much wildlife i can persuade to visit, with birdhouses and tables filled with nuts and seeds. Each summer i grow my own vegetables, as much as my little plot allows me to and here i dream of having a couple of chickens, one day soon.. But then the sounds of the city drift in and i am once again reminded that im lost within a City.