this was the week that was

it was a "phew" week

because that's how that week was

sunset from my home over the beautiful Waitakere Ranges

life always ebbs and flows

Life just happens. And sometimes it's just great, it really is. But why oh why, does it have to accompany other, hard, stuff?

the fantastically wonderful stuff

So The Great was a new birth. I'm from a very large family. Originally I had six sisters (RIP to one of them, sadly) and a brother. As well there are extended family of other brothers and sisters. And we welcomed a little girl, who already has lots of little cousins. The New Wave of Souls. Actually she's my sixth grandchild, and I have a young great grandson. So that was very, very exciting. 

Little miss Pixie is being a Big Girl about it all. Not. She hid when she heard baby cry for the first time.  Mother is recovering amazingly. New Father is the sort of wonderful nurturing partner who is changing nappies, burping, doing all of the chores. There weren't too many of this sort of male around when I had babies. In fact, I didn't know any. I'm so glad that times have changed.

new life is the most wonderful happening

New life. So precious:

• spring blossoms bursting forth
• rain after a drought (it always seems like new life, to me)
• the start of a new day. Dawn always seems like something new and exciting, in my moi-iverse. I sincerely hope to start yet again, rising just before dawn each morning. The solitude, the stillness then the special sounds of dawn, the higher level of prana (life force) in the air, the absolute beauty of the sun rising. New life, indeed
• all of the animals and birds who are born. My eldest has a farm and welcomed unexpected lambs and chickens to the farmyard whanau (family) this spring, which of course was so lovely for daughter
• and of course, human babies

the horrid stuff

Then there are The Other Things. I had extreme nerve pain throughout my whole head. All week. I could barely cope. Couldn't work. I was even going to drive to a hospital to get a large molar ripped out, in case it was just toothache. (I'm glad that I didn't). But instead, I had a romiromi (Maori healing) from a dear friend which helped a lot. Then, alas, a few days later, I was not handling my very sore head. 

Excruciating pain. So I went to a local Chinese acupuncturist  in desperation. The day of the birth, actually. As a healer, I'm always totally fascinated at what other healers do.  This incredible nosiness of mine helped to allay the oh-so painful but 100% amazingly beneficial  treatment, just a bit. My other "caving" thing was taking Panadol. And Pixie was staying, so Nurse Pixie helped heaps in the cuddling department. 

(happy to be at Granny's)

I have very little pain, now. It just ever so slowly went away. Very slowly. Not completely, but mostly. It teases me now and then by almost returning in full force. Then not. Just disappearing before it flowers. A real cliff hanger of pain situation. I now feel as though I have New Life.

I pretended that nothing was wrong, because, well, a daughter likes her mum close by when she's going through birthing.  And, honestly, that time was not about me!

I nearly lost my new book which I'm writing

My wee notebook computer crashed. I was trying to clear it's history because, um, I'd never done it. Which I now know is Bad. I think computer just couldn't cope with it all. It was so upsetting as my almost completed book was in that wee computer. Luckily I had (only just) saved it to one of the clouds. I had another small computer, so I got that up and running, and figured out how to retrieve my chapters. 

Mysteriously little notebook is now again going fantastically, so "phew". I hope to have the book finished soon.

more mishaps 

As well, friends had hard dramas, bad accidents, the flu, and so on. I like to Be There for my friends, but some days this past week, no, I was too sore to speak let alone think. 

Does anyone have any times like this? I'm sure it's just not moi. Any advice? Especially for neuralgia. And computer maintenance.