Street Life by Randy Crawford.
Mummy. X
Jazz and nature are the perfect escapism in combination. Just a few moments each day. Or all day. But never nothing. We all need balance and harmony in whatever dose. Life is short and life is a privilege. Prayers to all the innocents who suffer today in ways that are unbearable to acknowledge. May they find peace within our universe. And may they forgive us all.
Mama Terra. Just so beautiful. There’s so much great jazz out there at the moment.
Tiffy Belle. X
When I moved home, I decided to create a garden and enjoy my own elements of nature as I was feeling pretty miserable with life in general. All due to such awful happenings beyond my control, from a vile and dreadful man who tried to destroy everything around me. Subsequently, I invested in a small summerhouse. It’s been the best personal design project so far. And it is a space I am in love with so much. I treasure it. Everything about the design is a new love story. It is such a personal task and represents so much more, it would be impossible to explain, and it is still progressive as summer is yet to come. This ongoing journey helps me over come so many obstacles and is very beautiful. More than words could ever say. It means the world to me. So let’s carry on. This world is in such a mess, having something so simple is so good for love. It is healing with a freshness from the heart. During hardship comes new doors alongside our worst challenges.
And when we feel passionate about something, it is amazing where in the universe sentiment comes from. Some of the bits here I have found on the street or in charity shops. Junk lying around the house. The sofa becomes a bed, so next I am going to cover it in more cushions and a big soft throw. It’s a real love project, inspired by space and time travel to be honest.
New beginnings. Infinity. And the kitty is a memorial for Billy because I never got to say goodbye. I believe he was taken. It killed me, my heart broke open, as I nurtured him back to health. But during all that hate and heartache, new things rescued me. I had almost lost hope, but never my faith. So very beautiful … truly.
Intelligent, compassionate, funny, handsome. Cute! I am totally spellbound and the summerhouse is how I share my feelings. And there’s so much more. It’s ours.
Misunderstandings are all to easy with chaos amidst words and spontaneity, but with a physical imprint, there comes trust and persistence. Because we get out what we put in. I am sure you will agree. Because I said so!
Thank You for Finding Me …
With Love. X
Gaining freedom to use a charitable heart. To find causes close by, instead of a like or a share on a social platform.
And what about how, without those invisible frequencies travelling through your space, the air would seem clearer and thoughts gain clarity.
We can write letters, ask a neighbour to pass on a message. We can trust the birds to spread our unspoken fears. We can pray, meditate, write thoughts and memoirs by hand. We can be free of nosey minds, bad intentions and negative energies. In turn our entire surroundings become our own vibe. Trueness, love, hope and a worthy solitude.
We can live, for those moments in peace. Where fact is not fiction. Where life is not fear and where seeds become flowers of design, innovation and all things lovely.
We can go for a walk, spend time in the garden. Many ways to escape momentarily. But the home is our cave. Let’s clear the way for Spring. The stagnancy of winter. The place where we manifest our roots to stand solid against all storms. Stronger. Wiser. Awake. A clear Conscience.
To trust in Karmic Law – that one day, each one of us stand before. We can dowse with sage, sticks and incense. To remove all we do not require in a liberated and free society. One day we will all be free of sabotage, rape and forced invasion.
Tiffany. X
I hover my hands over each batch and give my crafts reiki. I also love to make candles and melts with the full moon. My favourite though, when it is raining. I used to love hiding away as a child when it rained and scrap booking with old cards, comics, pressed flowers etc.
I went on to make soap then realised I had to have a license. I just love soapy crafting … So, I am making a brand-new range to launch soon on my website. I decided to gift my lockdown crafting to those I believe will appreciate a box of treasures made with complete love and emotion.
Crafts replace Boredom and Crafts build Inner Confidence
I just hope I can continue with the same momentum when I become more ‘professional’ as my soaps, melts and candles are made with pure soul and the love of my life – he was with me every step of the way, but that’s way too magical to ever begin to explain. A real and very true love story … the best ones are ‘indeed’ secret as love is such a personal thing. We have history. But for now I am on a journey with a design project I want to do for myself.
🤍 Tiff 🤍 