A Charming Olde Brooksville Village, My First Cowslip Christmas Fair & The Carter Settlement Has Sheep
In my last blog post, I seemed to create a few alarm bells with the title when I said I had been crying a lot and had a breakthrough; therefore, I wanted to clarify as I had a few folks reach out to encourage me. I must confess, my dears, that it wasn't what it sounded like. I suppose anyone who knows anything about growth and the many levels of rising up in expansion through the great creator (universe, consciousness) knows that life consistently places us in circumstances to build our inner strength. Therefore, having changed my beliefs several years ago, I've never felt even a slight bit of depression or gloom; although I am a human being, I do cry and release those stress hormones through my tears. Also, let's remember I am currently going through menopause.
However, I'm not too fond of labelling myself as menopausal because I don't believe in placing limiting beliefs and self-inflicted excuses on myself. We, as women, already have it hard enough without adding nonsense onto our lives to give validation for our dilemmas. I am not a fatalist, wah wah...
I have been terribly busy with many things on the horizon. I am also not the kind of person to write aimlessly without inspired action being prevalent. Unfortunately for my public persona, the notions I am working on are not instant gratification for everyone to see. And for those of you who know me, I am not one to allocate for purely remaining in the public by posting nonsense on stilts just for the sake of it. I actually appreciate and prefer a bit of mystery. Don't you? Regarding your favourite folks on social media, in public or those you admire, would you rather think, "Where's Raquel?" or, there's Raquel, again!" (insert, playing a tiny violin. teehee)
Okay, my darlings. I must confess I haven't been on ye olde blog, and there's a delightful reason for it. I am busy! In fact, last month, my blog went viral, with over 40,000 sweet, dear folks reading it. If you didn't know it, that's quite a bit of folks, especially since some bloggers have been writing for over a decade, and the height of their blogging is about 70,000 a month. I managed to manifest those numbers on ye olde blog; hence, I feel quite happy. Therefore, thank you for supporting me here and showing up to read my work.
Writing about my life in this little square of the universe is a great manifestation. Although many people have given up on blogging, I am onto something, my dear mermaid hearts. I have seen visions of where blogging makes a comeback.
Okay, onto some "good things", as the 1980s Martha Stewart would say.
We will soon have sheep! Yes, actual real sheep like in my storybooks, but sheep you can actually pet. Meet Sawyer and Johnny Lamb. The two babies in the picture below are mine. They aren't officially home at the farm as of yet because Sawyer lamb has to be castrated, and they have to be weaned from their mummy. Beyond measure, I'm tickled!
Again, If you're around on December 2nd, I'll be at Heritage Days. Come by and see me at my booth, The Carter Settlement.
Have a lovely week, my dear friends, and thank you so much for reading.
Most affably yours til' my next swim, Lady R
Have a lovely week, my dear friends, and thank you so much for reading.
Most affably yours til' my next swim, Lady R
{My sweet little blog is a hand-rolled, algorithm-free, entirely reader-supported publication; therefore, If you'd like to support my work, please purchase my books, order a commissioned bespoke painting, or shop my Etsy mercantile.}Cuddles, darlings!
So glad to hear you are well! Oh I would love to pop in and see what you are up to - you know from the opposite corner of the nation 🤔 Wishing you much success this weekend~ hugs
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