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Day 33 #100daysofpaintingSHE

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Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it. ~ Hellen Keller Love you and ........SPLASH 💦 💦 E ⭐️ #aloha #splash #weeeeeeee
Do you believe in magic? ✨ It was a dreamy and stupidly hot Nova Scotia summer day and I was off to my first ever meeting with the CBC for the #TommyTinkerForever Documentary. I was in a rush dropping Isaiah off. Has I stepped in the car, I saw a grey feather on my path. I picked it up and looked at it for a long time. It lingered in my hand to then find its way the dashboard of the car. I was late yet picked up my phone and Googled “meaning of feather in your path”. The first thing I saw in bold letters: WHEN FEATHERS APPEARED, ANGELS ARE NEAR. Shivers cut through the humidity and I couldn’t help but laugh/cry alone in my car. I don’t want to believe this stuff, and then sometimes it’s too much. I could choose to step on the feather and not think twice, not pick it up- be asleep for the little wonders . Or I can choose to look, listen, pick it up and do a little research. On my way to the CBC that morning, I knew the project was way WAY way bigger than me. Have you had moments like this in your life? Moments of synchronies and signs you can’t un-see. Tell me your synchronicities stories!!! Love you in waking up to the magic all around, always. E. ⭐️ Nb: TommyTinkerForever is being watched at Dalhousie University Nursing School, Psychologist Offices and in my Love Project Workshop. WAY bigger than me 😭❤️ Share with a friend and watch the 30 min cut today here: https://www.youtube.com/embed/vD783K_2InY Lens: @jessieredmondphoto
Aloha sunset light and my pal! #zazathegreat
Dear white patch of hair, Good day to you, stubborn side corners! It’s funny, I get all cocky and LOVE telling myself that I am not scared to grow old. Then you show up every 6 weeks or so and...... GULP. Fuck. You’re back. The urgency of life is not lost when I see you. If only I knew the number of days, months or years left to soak in small wonders: steaming baths, morning coffee, french kissing under a tree, or sticky hugs from my family. If only. #tommytinkerforever reminds everyday-sure. But you- white patch- you make life a pressing serious matter of living NOW. When I look at you, I am scared dammit and when you come back always whiter I am mortified and yet gratefully in awe. Awake. Aware. There’s a tick to that clock and I hear it. You stubborn, stubborn thing - thank you for that. It’s not weird, right!? To write letters to your hair!? Bahhahhhaha. 💋 E ⭐️ #shequest #shequestsummerschool #estellethomsonart
#TBT to that time I took my two little boys on an 11 hours flight to Hawaii by myself (and thats not counting the first leg either!) 🙃 I didn’t think I was crazy but a lot of people loved telling me so. Sure- going to the bathroom, hydrating, eating and napping- was not an option. People (aka other moms) would often offer me to take one baby so I could shove something in my mouth or pee with one of them on my lap. On that trip, i went to my first ever Wanderlust Festival which was catalyst in merging creativity & yoga in one which has influence all my class/workshops/retreats I offer today. My dad & brother got a heartwarming visit with the little dudes which cut me some slack in return . I have one of my most cherished memory of Tommy on that trip. It’s of us hugging (for a long time!) on a windy and warm sand beach. A lioness with (still) two little cubs- holding this memory always reminds me of how wild & tameless motherhood can be. It never occurred to me that it was impossible to travel with babies. Do other animals not travel because of their cubs? We all have different priorities, of course, but for me the pains it takes to get there is always worth the richness and fullness that can be found in travelling the world. It’s always worth it. To the grand-mother who insisted on taking a picture of us three that morning at 5:30 am - thank you! It’s the only evidence of my lioness crazy during that time. Yours in keeping and remembering your crazies, always. E ⭐️ #tommytinkerforever

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