Get on and Shine with Holly Honeychurch
Listen to the Raindrops and look out for the hummingbirds : ) Five minutes of musical tranquility and stunning scenery.
Always a great morning when you discover there’s velvety, strokable moss growing on your kitchen window ledge. 👍🏽
Aberfoyle Forest, Stirling. Autumn hues and I found fantasy moss too! (and spent a good wee while connecting with the fairies and spirits hiding there : ) I may have stroked the moss too.
I’m so excited by autumn. I feel I’ve missed out on it these past few years because of the areas I’ve lived in. There just weren’t many trees or they weren’t that accessible to me. So this year, being in a city with oodles of trees, I’ve been kicking 🍁’s around, oooing at the bright red acers, ahhhing at any leaf that’s bright orange (I’ve got such a thing for orange at the moment). And don’t get me started on golden birch leaves lighting up the sky like canary diamonds sparkling in the sunshine. Yummy! I feel like I’m gasping out loud wherever I go. Over leaves! Brilliant.
Playing in the leaves, watching them float down like snowflakes in the breeze, being in this autumn energy, taking in the rich, vibrant colours leaves me feeling like one happy girl woo! 😉 🍁🌲🍂🍄🦔
Welcome to my wires! They have a mind of their own and I tend to let them spread. They’re wild at heart just like me. I’m very good at taking up desk space too so dusting can get interesting. 😉
I got my maraca out for my new song. Love a bit of maraca now and again. 😁 💃 🎵
Full on ‘tidy up dance sesh’ today. I have a sparkling house and a happy body now woo! The music was loud and the heart was beating. I love letting go of all mind burdens while I belly dance and fist pump around the house. I love my wooden dance floor and I love this DnB set.
I’ve made a video for a song called Beautiful Bird by Adrian Freedman. It’s full of colour, magic and healing. I’m experimenting with new techniques in each video and after discovering Pixabay for images, I’m flying into a whole new realm of creative imagination. So grateful.
Here’s a song about angels I’ve been working on the last few days. I love the first picture in the video, it’s such an amazing explosion of heavenly white and blue. Yummy! It’s a little healing song to remember our smiles and joys and help invoke a golden, warm, protective light.
These are some of my favourite compositions I’ve made using images from Pixabay. I love Pixabay!
Thank you to:
Chiplanay, Bessi, Digital_Works, Stefano Ferrario, Lumina Obscura, Enrique Meseguer, Family Photo Studio, Pexels, DarkmoonArt_de, Dieter_G, PublicDomainPictures, geralt, marvelmozhko, KELLEPICS, Activedia, ddimitrova, FelixMittermeier, Smimbipi, WenPhotos and cherylholt for your amazing photos.
Blending and experimenting in Filmora today. Love these petrol colours. And I’ve remastered the video I posted yesterday slightly too. The pursuit of perfection is addictive and ever changing. Now I’ll let it be and not watch it for the hundreth time. I’m going a bit crazy now.
I’ve been working on a video for a cover song I recorded from Carnival Row. It’s a soulful lullaby. Playing with my new video editor has openend up a whole world of blending. I love blending! So many colours to merge and sparkles to add. Creating magical musical art is the best!
Are you lucky enough to have hummingbirds in your garden? What a joy! How amazing are hummingbirds?! Today I created a beautiful music video for my latest song Beija-Flor full of magical hummingbirds. I feel like I’ve been looking at exquisite jewels all day. Woweeeee.
We met Merry the Cornish Rex again. We met her guardians too (cats don’t have owners you know). Her ripply, velvety coat shone in the sunshine. She’s sweet and playful. She goes to the park for an hour each day and her hobby is chasing things that fly. She’s a real little pixie.
Cat Tails - Kiki
46 - I only spent a few days with little Kiki. She left a lasting impression. This is her story.
I made another little video for one of my song performances. I’ve used video clips this time of nature and endearing moments I experienced on my travels. I’ve been experimenting with the little hand drawn graphic elements of Filmora 9 too.
Fancy exquisite chocolate? Look no further than these Happy Hippo biscuits for kids. By far the creamiest, truffliest white chocolate i’ve tasted. And value wise, they’re amazing. Wins all round. How cute are they when you open them up? I almost feel guilty biting its head off!
Murky Bottoms
I love swimming. I’m aerodynamically designed to swim. Swimming out of my depth is fine too, as long as I can see the bottom. But swimming in Loch Ard presents a real challenge because it’s full of peat and peat means a murky bottom. And I don’t like murky bottoms.
There are bright red buoys anchored in a large, loose circle far out in the open water, away from the safety of the shore. They’re swim buoys for distance swimmers who want to go for miles. I’m one of those swimmers but since watching Jaws (and other horror films) too young, that first scene has stayed with me. It has stunted me and left me with feelings of anxiety that I haven’t been able to shake.
Can’t see the bottom? Definitely not going any further and swimming back to the shallows as fast as possible! Eeeeek.
I’ve swam in Loch Ard four times now. The first two I just romped about in the shallows. The silt bed was my guide. I was safe and free from the heebie jeebies of all unknown fears because I felt in control of escape.
The third time I saw two women swimming out to one of the buoys as I was sitting on the shore. It spurred me on. By the time I’d got changed they were out of the water but I was ready to give it a go. The intention was there. I said goodbye to safety and started out. The sky was overcast. As I made my way to open water I started feeling uneasy. The water was so clear in front of me. I could see my arms powering along, crystal clear. But the backdrop was blackness. It was unsettling. My mind started racing and imagining all the possible monster fish that might swim up to get me. I was back in a horror film, just before something terrifying happens. I couldn’t take it. I turned back. I tried hard but the fear outweighed the gain. I swam back as fast as I could to Simon and gave him a cuddle. He was my den.
I got to thinking about what would help me get over this fear. It was a shame it was holding me back. I longed to swim far in one direction, without needing to turn around like doing lengths in a pool. Sure I swim across, but I wanted to swim out. More people being in the water would help. More people swimming out to the buoys, definitely. And then I wondered how much sunshine had a part to play. When the sun hits the water in this loch, it sparkles gold. It’s so beautiful. There’s no blue here but gold sparkles and sunbeams - there are millions of those.
The fourth time I went swimming in Loch Ard was a warm day full of bright sunshine. I wasn’t planning on a huge swim, I was simply happy to be in the water for one more summertime splash. There was certainly a passion and a desire to swim a long way but I’d put those hopes to bed after being scared senseless last time. This time I swam the opposite way to usual. I saw some other people head over there so followed them. They were a long way off and they’d survived. Bonus!
As the sun shone down, I kept swimming. As sun rays hit the water, danced on the surface, I kept swimming. They made me feel safe. They made me feel magical. As I found my rhythm, I found my freedom and started to swim to the red buoy. All of a sudden I was on my way, no turning back. I was going to make it. My fears were under control. I focused on those dancing rays that lit up my path and kept the darkness at bay. I had some internal struggles. Distant leaves floating on the water made me look twice and emotions from the past couple of months reared their heads but my sense of freedom and exertion, of pounding my body into pure, fresh water and feeling my heartbeat pump away quashed those anxieties. I was purifying myself in this water. It was my friend. I was becoming The Queen of the Seals.
I reached the first buoy hungry for more. This was my realm. My body is more happy in water than anywhere else. I decided to swim across to another buoy far far away. And so began my deep water swim, releasing all tensions and simply celebrating being a mermaid in the sunshine.
It’s sad to think of traumas getting in the way of this wonderful experience. After what seemed like an age I reached the second buoy before swimming back to shore with a big smile on my face and wobbly arms (front crawl all the way).
We don’t often get to conquer our old demons. I’m glad I took the opportunity to have a go and succeed.
