The last few weeks, a procedure on my hand has meant a rest from all things requiring fingers and thumbs…which has limited my writing. Thankfully it is the singing and eating season so other bits of you get to be spoilt .The Christmas roller-coaster has begun in a joyful way with old and new friendships, very high notes thanks to the organist’s tendency to go up each verse.. as a wee joke… and a general spike of conviviality in the air.. Having joined the wonderful Echo Choir in Eyemouth a few months ago, my new bunch of ‘Leah’s Aunties and I popped up in many churches, priories and village halls – all of us a bit more hobbly than the next.. But helping each other on and off a variety of stages and podiums in our adopted new family..
We were also special guests for the day at our previous group at Newbattle Abbey….The Rough and Ready choir. We were welcomed with a fantastic queue of hugs, many folk we hadn’t seem for a long time. It was really special, beginning the season with the assurance that true connections don’t break and it was a generous Christmas gesture which meant an awful lot. Thank you Marion!!
Preparing for the entire Christmas magic and Santa as a single mum in a bungalow (with no spare storage!!) on crutches… And my handyman checking I’m not going up ladders…is not an easy task!
So my Christmas fairy magic has been set to high
We have had a brilliant variety of meet -ups  with all the community groups we work with, or who share their time with us, for final pre-Christmas Art group lunches and sparkly glittery sessions..
And it was all going so well…….
Whilst quietly, happily, juggling hospital treatments, school plays and life…From nowhere both of us found ourselves fielding off not one but two unwanted pests
The festive melting pot had decided to add resilience, patience and (a certain amount of) tolerance to the festive the mix……
But…Our ethos is simple. We have time for everyone. Life has served us a few bruised old lemons and we have made limoncello..
Most people don’t mean to be grumpy. It can be a cry for help, a conditioned response that someone is actually being kind to them, that they deserve attention or love, or they might be simply having an off day……
However. Repeatedly being unkind and scary for no reason is not ok. Being bullied is never ok.
And we all deserve to walk away from people who bring a suitcase of dog poo to our door.
Big scary days will come..
And go again…….
And before you know it the sun comes out ..
It would be so easy to lose hope or faith..
But
How would that help?
Our bodies, our finances, our ideas, our tastes in clothes, our children’s opinions of us, and all these things change
But our real friendships don’t
In my strange week of joy, fear, worry, and also a weary, poorly wee one (who still got through her exciting and very well done school show with aplomb….)
A couple of unbelievably magical things happened
Kindnesses from a couple of people believing in us and the Art hub we are trying to get started, invitations of friendship, offers of future support and a very very kind gesture of goodwill from a big heart who has made a huge difference. Because of you, we can make plans for after Christmas to help other people. You gave us validation and a sprinkling of magic. Thank you so very very much.
Oh… and also someone gave us some chickens!!!!!
A member of my group took the time to write a piece about our class. It was four pages long and utterly honest and heartfelt. In it she described her journey and first day, through to how much she loves the atmosphere and safe space in the room.
It was written from a true place of honesty and friendship… Z: I am in awe of your bravery. You voiced what many of our group want to say and can’t. You should feel so proud.
You are an angel.
I came home, and stood in my kitchen and I wrote a poem thinking about you and all the amazing people we know..
Because of brave people like you, like the amazing artists who come to the classes, or read our scribbles… our fears, whatever size they are, are lessened in company.
Strong
On this day I would like to sayÂ
That many people come our way ,Â
Some are amazing , fill us with joy
Lavish their time and their hearts employÂ
Some inspire us , some make us calm , some are like blankets, our slippers, our arm …Â
some will be there when the chips get all soggyÂ
Some will be there when the weather gets foggyÂ
But some try and scare us , or squash us right down,Â
Some are so sad that they can’t help their frown
They won’t let you help them , you’re worn out just trying,Â
Instead of your living your watching them dyingÂ
It isn’t your fault , you only have youÂ
Make it your mission to make yourself trueÂ
Stand in the mirror and tell those who scare you
I’m keeping my good friendsÂ
Bully my tribe … how dare you ?Â
To the very few determined to stay stormy….
The rest of us;
Are, People believing in people.
You matter.
If you are in, or want to be in a group of like-minded humans.. You will find them.
We are all about creating on a Monday to pay for people to create on a Tuesday, We smile through the down days because when we do, sometimes we realise the day isn’t as bad as we thought it was, and someone else is looking up at you for inspiration… You know who you can give your time to..
Z .You asked me who you can trust.  Now that’s a million dollar question. But stop panicking and feel. What are you seeing in a person’s eyes? Are they listening to you? Do they want to know what you feel, need, do, dream of ? If it is only on their own good days, it isn’t friendship.
There are really people in the world that will ALWAYS have your back, even on their down days. They put them to one side for you. They half their meal and slide it onto your plate. Choose people who eyes you look into and see kindness.
 You have a million colours and there are people who want you to be a rainbow.
Our ever growing family of friends, artists and makers are fabulous. We are growing strong roots from our hardy beans and I can’t wait to see what we all get up to next.
Until then, thank you from the bottom of my duct taped crutches for believing in Liz at The beach Hut, coming to our groups and classes, being so inspiring and kind to both me and mini and for reading our blog all year .
There are new projects in the planning and we always need helpers!
Have a brilliant Christmas and we wish even the grumpiest of humbugs a sparkly festive time.
Love and Hugs, Liz, Leah, Skye, Max, Molly, and now Sugar and Spice!!
xxx
