Rain, ancestors, birds and banksias… feeling alive


The rain’s been great… just a short visit this time but he’s intending to come back soon… looking forward to it.

The awesome Iridescent Banksia are starting to appear… the magnificently coloured Lorikeets gather to feast on their abundant food.  A lot happens outside the kitchen window here.

It’s a wonderfully cool and overcast morning, with a little soft rain…. sooooooo delicious after those horrid heat wave days… body struggles big time during those high temperature days, causing serious fatigue.  Really enjoying the cool, body has an opportunity to rest and recover from its emergency state.

It’s so important for us to live with Mother Nature… no amount of talking or describing will ever be able to convey what she’s giving us… constantly.  Like another world, behind the veil… an alternate reality that exists, where we can be.  A magnificent world of love and kindness, nurturing and protection.  It’s time for us to ‘come back’ home… to our magnificent Earth.

gorgeous x

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I’ve been doing some genealogical research… personal curiosity as well as research for my future books.  My ‘Gypsy’ grandfather has always held such mystery and fascination.  I never met him and have only a few brief descriptions of him, from my Mum.  Genealogical research can be a bit of a pain… so laborious, but yesterday I got lucky!  I found a description of him.  And guess where?  In a NSW Police Gazette publication, I found on Ancestory.com… my god!  He was being pursued by police for ‘desertion’.  His wife, my grandmother, served this.  I didn’t know they arrested you for desertion, for shooting thru… but obviously they did.  Imagine the courts today, if they did the same.

Anyway… there was a description of him… yahoo I found gold!  This is what the notice said…

“Charles Devlin – Desertion… 42 yrs old (born approx 1887), 5′.6″, broad build, dark complexion, black hair, dark brown eyes, clean-shaved, little finger of left hand permanently crooked… a carpenter.”

There were notices in 21st Aug 1929, 2nd Oct 1929 and 23rd Oct 1929.   But then I found a census for 1930 and they were both noted as being at the same address in Sydney… did they find him?  But then I know he went again some time after.  I guess you just can’t keep a good Gypsy still for long…

Twas so exciting to find that information… a real step back to the Gypsy line.

So rain, ancestors, birds and Banksia… the cicada’s are humming, the birds are chirping, the air feels refreshed by the beautiful rain… the Earth radiates its love for us all…. I’m so grateful for my precious existence.  Thank You again and again.

Create the Life of your Dreams… the Life you were born to experience… it’s not difficult… in fact it’s easy.

Lotsa luv…. marilynxxx

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I love to write . . . I love to appreciate all the beauty in life. I find comfort and healing in dear Mother Nature's bounty, creative projects fill my home ~ everywhere. I've done many things and more await me ~ life is a journey, a creative adventure. I often say thank you for all that's been given.

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