Can you imagine drinking water that trees sucked out of the air, and gave to the earth? That was then filtered and mineralised through volcanic rock, and then poured out into the world for us to discover and nourish ourselves with?

Did you ever hear of such awesome proof that Nature is infinitely creative and abundant - and we just need to get out of the f-ing way?!?

Awe and wonder, right? Awe and magical wonder.

I'm grateful for today, for these weeks, for this deep tiredness. And today, as I started my new moon cycle, I'm enjoying, without guilt, anxiety, or a need to validate, a quiet day at home. It's not exciting, or sexy, or glamorous. It's totally unproductive (apart from this Muse). But it's necessary and it's pure bliss.

That's it. Pure and simple.

Perhaps today is a day of action and completion for you, in which case, go for it! We need those days too!

But maybe, just maybe today is the day to share your 'no' with the world - without apology - and just settle into the rest, stillness, nourishment that your body is asking for. With or without cats...

I have also recognised the Pitta-esque drive in me for 'always more' is still present, ironically even in my quest for peace and grounding in nature. I can enjoy the grounding and physical challenge of the climb, the breathlessness, the sweat of a stunningly beautiful climb and descent one day, yet the very next day feel that I need to go further, explore beyond the next corner, reach the next peak. Or burn more calories, or put in more altitude according to my new Garmin.

About a week ago, ten days into our time here, I'd unpacked, the cats and Max were starting to settle, I'd done my essential online shopping to get the house and my home office up and running, and I was feeling truly grateful for the silent nights and mountains and forest, where I could spend hours in meditative movement to connect with Nature and her stillness and wisdom.

And then I suddenly started having nightmares. They have been going on now for a week, and haven't stopped, and have a single common theme - international travel, in particular flights, with cats and dogs, and all the possible things that could go wrong. Every - single - night!

And now here I am, sitting at my new garden table, in my new house, looking out over my new and utterly fabulous view of the Atlantic ocean stretching over the horizon. Listening to.... other than birds and bees.... complete silence...