How we SCHOOL! ☀️ People always ask me if I plan to send Manny to school. As long as it works for both of us, we’re learning on our own! The “method” we’re using is called unschooling. It was so enlightening to learn about it so I thought I’d share a bit here. The best book that really opened my eyes is called “Most likely to Succeed” by Tony Wagner. He also has some other great books. If you’re not a reader, listen on audible!
In the next few pics (swipe!) I’ll share some really cool, thought provoking info about unschooling!
I know it’s not for everyone. At one point I would have said I would never homeschool! I respect everyone’s place in their own journeys. I’m not even ruling out a more traditional education for us. But right now, this is what’s working so well for us and I see how wonderful it can be!
Happy to answer questions in comments as well!
Illness and motherhood has taken priority over my private practice the last two weeks, and the doing mind was so fierce this morning I almost skipped morning meditation. I’m so glad I didn’t because it felt so settling and grounding, and brought even more joy as my daughter the hula dancer came in at the end for some “deep breaths”. Weaving my Sacred practices into motherhood and entrepreneurship is an ongoing work in progress. How are you trying to weave your sacredness into every day life?#soulpreneur#motherhood#mindfulmama#mindfulmothering#sacredmotherhood#meditation#entrepreneurlife#entrepreneur
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This baby boy has been sticking real close to mommy and daddy lately. He’s starting school outside of our home for the first time next month and I think he can feel the changes on the horizon. Even though I’m struggling to find any personal space right now, I’m trying to let him snuggle in tight, sleep in our bed/room when he needs to and giving him a million assurances throughout the day. After all, he’s the only one of our kids who doesn’t want to grow up. He adores being the baby of this family and I plan on savoring that for as long as we possibly can. Our little Peter Pan. #jessefinn
Growth; going back through all of the shit I fucked up, taking responsibility for it, swallowing my pride, apologizing, and doing everything I can to make it right. || ✨ || Happy Sunday, friends. Keep growing. ✌🏻
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A new offering I have been mentally putting together for next year will be running Mother Blessings. For those looking for a more sacred, rite of passage type ceremony to celebrate the transition from Maiden to mother. Inspired culturally by Navajo tradition called a Blessing Way, a Mother Blessing is a time to come together with the women in your life, sip cacao, share delicious foods from the Earth, enjoy Belly Art, open heart space, share womb wisdom and sit in circle with your tribe. Motherhood is such a sacred journey and we have such a disconnect with the spiritual transformation that takes place. As a doula, cacao facilitator and women's circle leader I am so excited to provide this offering to the Women of Wellington. More info will be up on @empoweredparenthood soon! Tag an expecting friend who would love this!
“Love as powerful as your mother’s for you leaves its own mark. Not a scar, no visible sign.. to have been loved so deeply, even though the person who loved us is gone, will give us some protection for ever. It is in your very skin.” ✨
Theo and I are rereading Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone again and this part gets me every time 😭
I was musing later that such love and protection leaves its mark far beyond childhood and is passed on down the generations. Epigenetic’s has proved this, as if any proof was needed. Such a deep and infinite undertaking, mothering.. the ripples are endless.
Half empty or half full. It’s all a matter of perspective. Crazy how much we see or how much we miss based on our perspective and our attention.
The more time I spend thinking or worrying about anything that is not actually happening, I risk missing out on the magic of ✨NOW✨
It’s been an exhausting few weeks over here as we shared colds and picked up viruses from who knows where. I keep fighting the feeling of wishing I could do more of the American Christmas ....bake cookies for people, host parties...but what more of a reminder of Jesus’ humility and our human weakness than spending the holidays with sick babies. ❤️
“And Mary said, “My soul magnifies the Lord, and my spirit rejoices in God my Savior, for he has looked on the humble estate of his servant. For behold, from now on all generations will call me blessed; for he who is mighty has done great things for me, and holy is his name. And his mercy is for those who fear him from generation to generation.”
I spent the day at the hospital with Ms. Mae today. She has multiple allergies which started showing up as soon as she started eating real foods around 6 months. Her very first reaction was to yogurt covered strawberry melts, my mama gut knew that it was the dairy, but our pediatrician told us it was likely strawberry and not to worry. Another dairy episode landed us back in the pediatricians office and she told us again that a dairy allergy was unlikely and that we should continue giving it to her. 👹 || her reactions went from a small rash, to full body hives and face swelling. It had gotten so severe that if anyone ate dairy and then touched her, she would break out. At that point, I self-diagnosed her with a dairy allergy... and cut dairy out of our diets. Her reactions continued and I ended up cutting egg out as well. We had a few months go by on an extremely restricted diet with no reactions, and slowly I began to breathe easier. Today, she is 15 months old and we’ve finally begun to get some answers. Margot had a skin-prick test which confirmed a wide range of serious allergies (egg, dairy, and peanuts), and we were sent home with an epipen. Although the confirmation of so many #allergies is kind of hard to come to terms with, my faith in the “mama-gut” is renewed, and ultimately... knowledge is power.
One of my favorite pictures from several years ago of Charlie watching the snow fall. I loved the front windows of that house. I must have a hundred photos of the kids sitting or standing up there.
Does anyone else remember special spaces in the homes you’ve lived in? It seems that we connect with the spaces that hold precious memories for us and I love that. A tiny imprint on our hearts and minds of meaningful moments.
Sisters United!! But seriously. Sisters are united beyond this physical plane. At least @peacelovecuddle and I are beyond doubt. She’s been my buddy since we were little girls and we have watched each other grow. This year she graduated as a doctor of physical therapy, came to Colombia, assisted me in Lucila’s birth, took care of me postpartum, played with Anthony, and traveled around the whole country exploring natural paradises inside and outside herself. I am so blessed and grateful to know you and much more call you my sister. I love you so much @peacelovecuddle 💞 now don’t leave me!!
Well bye bye guess date, this baby is in no hurry at all to come earthside. I forget how hard it is for me to have patience I guess this baby is a bundle of lessons and he/she hasn’t even made the way earthside yet. A lot of my wounds come from fear, wanting complete control of everything, not being able to trust in things happening when they are meant to and in the “correct” way and in most ways birthing a baby tests and pushes all these boundaries. I am glad that I am able to now trust in myself and that this birth will be my next step of healing not only the feminine and the masculine but also my matriarchal lineage. Nothing beats taking back control of your being but it can also bring fear and doubt. I feel so blessed with everything I learnt from my pregnancy with Violet and her birth I can’t wait to move to the next level with this pregnancy and birth ❤️💕🌸🦋🔥💥💫✨🌱🌙
its 8:30 and Wes is still asleep 🙌🏻 if you’ve been following me for any amount of time on here, you know that sleep is an ongoing struggle for us. Margot still woke up at 6:30, but I’ll take what I can get. ✨|| My hand looks like a giant chubby baby hand holding this giant coffee mug from #thresholdtarget , but this mama needs her morning coffee fix and this does the trick. || How did your babes sleep last night? ✨
When your toddler is enjoying resting her head on your belly so the baby starts kicking where she is laying 😂😂😂😂 get used to it Violet siblings are a lot to handle 😂😂😂😂 much love to these finally few days before baby is earthside but also looking forward to welcoming this new life into my life ❤️💕🌸
December 1st. The gloomiest, rainiest day we’ve had in a while. Letting them stay up later in the hopes that they sleep in later has not paid off. Their tiny voices demanding of me as the sun is just beginning to peak over the horizon. I ache for slow mornings, but I drag myself out of bed before they fight to the death over a silly toy.
downstairs, I pour milk over cereal for them; hot water over fresh ground coffee for me. they’re quiet for a moment as they fill their bellies. I’ll take what I can get. Gratitude. ✨
I don’t know if it’s just a Friday thing but wow was today challenging. Big hard feelings, zippy anxious brain, and just plain weird energy. Some days are just that, an effort to fill all the hats without mucking them up too badly.
Though the rain spoiled my park idea with the kids, we ended up at the Granville island arcade, and as I was about to play skee ball I glanced over at the brightest, most sumptuous rainbow I have seen in a good while. I just stopped, and called my kids over and we gasped in awe together. A glimmer of joy to thread through our hearts even for a fleeting moment. We are never all one thing, but a dance of nuance and colour. Be brave in your feelings, for even if they have weight, they are a glory to behold.
These little humans- they consume, they demand & they are not aware of when you’ve had enough. They rely on you for everything & care very little if you need a break, or are over tired. They love, they bond, but let’s not forget the sacrifices of a mother. She gives herself to the well being of her child, she puts things to the side to do what she needs to do. This is sacrifice- this is love. This sacrifice creates a bond more powerful than any other. ✨🧡✨
behind the scenes of my work-at-home-mom life; sending emails, updating spreadsheets, researching blogs, designing social media posts.. all while wiping tiny butts, feeding meals, reading books, and rolling play dough into tiny balls. || It’s not easy, or stress-free 😅, but it’s so so worth it. || thank you @ecokidsusa for designing such a great product to keep my babes tiny hands busy so I can get my work done. ✨
Anxiety has ruled my life for too long. Avoiding seeing doctors or paying bills when it required talking to another human. Letting a seatbelt ticket turn into a suspended license because I just... couldn’t do it. Ignoring everything until it’s piled up around me and I’m drowning in it.
I’m getting better. This month, for the first time in a long time, all of my bills are paid. I didn’t let it get to the point where my power, or phone was shut off, to the point where collectors were calling me everyday. I just did it. 🙌🏻 I know to most, this seems like a silly thing. Just make the phone call, right? You have the money, just pay the bill! Human connection is human nature, as easy as breathing. Not for me.
I’m really good at holding space and supporting everyone else, I’m learning how to do the same for myself. To forgive myself for mistakes, and weaknesses. To see them, to own them, to grow from them. ✨
Wow what a bloody week it has been, Mercury in retrograde, letting my fears control and overwhelm my being completely. Learning that every time you start cleaning out a wound that needs healing it’s not a one dimension, easily fixed issue and that to clean out a festering infected wound requires cutting out the problem, pouring in something to clean out the rest of the infection, letting it heal, realising that the scar tissue will be sensitive, letting time fade that scar and then knowing that some remnants of the wound will always be there. Damn it is a messy, painful and time consuming experience but I am glad that with the help of my tribe and support network I have managed to seriously move forward. What I have accomplished in one week could have taken old Tara a bloody lifetime. So today I sat on the beach alone with my thoughts and fears and released so much stress, rage and tears. Then I went on the enjoy a beautiful sunset and bask in my alone time ❤️💕💫🌱✨🌸🔥🌙💥
I held Gideon today—him curled up in my lap, his legs finding their way around my very pregnant belly. I cradled him as I did 6 years ago, when he was only weeks old and his every need—physical and emotional was found within my arms and chest.
The years have slipped by, with both agonizing speed and acknowledged monotony at times. And with the passing years, his need for me has shifted. Physically it has lessened, but his emotions still desperately need an anchor as he navigates all the feelings this wonderful, and sometimes terrible, life brings. I am the first to admit that I can become busy and distracted, forgetting to offer the steadiness his little heart needs, but rather hurried comfort and suggestions. But today, today I recognized the waves that have been sweeping over him and offered him unhurried refuge. So often I attempt reason and conversation—the way he is naturally wired. However, this morning I simply gathered him in my arms and told him it was going to be ok. He too must have sensed his need for physical connection, because he snuggled close and we sat many minutes in relative silence.
Of course, it did not last forever and he found his calm and scurried off to play with his siblings. But I sat and stared out the window, forcing my heart and my mind to remember this moment. To absorb the importance afresh—motherhood as a sacred calling and worth the many sacrifices it requires.
To all the mamas holding babies—physically and within the caverns of your heart, you are doing such a wonderful job. Your love is not in vain. Keep anchoring, keep holding on.
My Charlie boy. The embodiment of go big or go home. He does not do anything small. Never has, never will. He’s a deep thinker and a button pusher. He loves enormously and has a short fuse. He is a host of contradictions and extremes.
What that means for us right now...blood, sweat and tears poured out to love and support him. Like walking into a tidal wave with an umbrella. Sometimes we dig our heels in, sometimes we must let go and feel everything fully.
What that means for his future...leader, philosopher, world changer. Fierce passions meet powerful capabilities and produce grand triumphs. I know it and believe because, I see it growing already. I hold that vision for his life in my heart and cling to it when I am feeling weary.
The lord has plans for you, Charlie. Plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. So, go big, wild child.
Wild Medicine 💚🦋💚 Being Mother to two young wild feline orphans
Teaches me so much.
I steward them from harm, from hunger, from predation, mostly human.
I nurse them back to health when they fall ill.
I wrestle with them with them when they feel frisky.
I nurture and hold them when they need it.
It is not much different from parenting my own daughter.
In return, they teach me about my own wild essence.
The spark of life within that must be located and dusted off
From lifetimes of domestication, social graces and conditionings,
Which impede, inhibit and influence our natural way of being,
Disconnecting us from our own Nature.
This is Avi’s “fuck off” face 😂sitting on the floor with her messy bed head peeling her orange. I love her so much! Last night she did not want to go to sleep. I had an early morning so I let her get in the big bed with me. After laying there for a few minutes, Jobe popped in because he didn’t realize she was there. It woke her back up and she popped out of bed to run after him. As I get up to go snatch her up, she has already begun her decent back downstairs. Poor thing slipped because she was trying to escape mean mommy trying to make her go to bed. She took a tumble all the way down the stairs. I couldn’t get to her fast enough. I felt every head bump on every step with complete horror. My mom ran out of the kitchen, Jobe ran out of the studio, I ran down the stairs. We were all crying. And this little thing made us all hold hands together in the dining room while she told us she was okay. Fuck. Kids do something to you. Avi is fine. But she will probably have a few face bruises when she wakes up 😭💚 #honestmotherhood
When life feels hard: 8 ways to find the sacred in the shit-storm 💩⛈🤦♀️
It’s coming up to December this weekend. The festive season will officially commence… which means that the shit-storm may just land on your doorstep, woman.
I personally love the festive season, yet it seems it’s so easy to be swept away in the chaotic self-induced pressure cooker of Christmas, all the while neglecting to stop and smell the roses… the glorious roses that remind us of the simple, joyous and soul-enriching opportunities this period can offer.
To this end, I’ve compiled some reminders and suggestions for those of you craving more depth, pleasure and gratitude during a time where our patience may be tested, our relationships may feel stretched, our priorities may teeter off course, and our expectations might be challenged.
And who better to inform the sacred insights? Our sparkly internal guides, the 8 Diamond Mother Archetypes of course.
Skip on over to kateleiper.com/blog or check out the link in profile to read more + get yourself a little Christmas pressie from me! 💜
Still super pregnant, extremely emotional and loving staying grounded at the beach. Seriously the magic of the beach is just perfect for my life right now. Every time I take Violet for a swim and play I am transformed in and out I feel calm and grounded and Violet is happy and content we play, swim and create together my anxieties, worries, fears, control issues all float away. Thank you Mother Nature for holding me, thank you mama earth I need you ❤️💕🌸🌱✨💫
We live in a society that tells us we aren’t enough. That we are flawed.
What if I told you that I am beautiful? That I am strong and capable and intelligent and kind and wonderful and that I am MORE than enough? Would your first reaction be that I am vain or selfish? What if you told yourself those things? Would your first reaction be disbelief?
Why do we shy away from speaking life into ourselves? We need to change the narrative we tell ourselves. With the world telling us of our flaws it is even more important to be able to tell ourselves how incredible we are. To find a tribe that doesn’t hesitate to speak love and life into us as well.
Today I want to be your tribe. I want to speak truth over you. You are beautiful and incredible and wonderful and intelligent and capable and a rock star. That dream you’ve been dreaming? Do it! That goal you’ve been wanting? Crush it! You have everything you need already inside of you. You are unlimited power. You ARE ENOUGH!!! You are MORE than enough! Now, don’t forget it 💛.
Sometimes “quiet time” has background noise.
The goal isn’t perfection; you know, sleeping children, hot coffee and deep spiritual enlightenment.
The goal is obedience. Digging in and leaning in despite the distractions. Doing what I need to do to in order to be obedient.
Today’s obedience includes a toddler watching Paw Patrol, luke warm coffee, and the story of God delivering his people out of slavery.
Gosh universe why do you have to highlight the true meanings behind my reactions and cut me so deep!!!! I have been going thru a major emotional roller coaster for the last few days and at 39 weeks pregnant am finding it extremely hard to navigate. As usual I should have just went to my deck and let the cards do all the talking because straight away they cut thru to how I really am handling things not how I felt I was.... “Fear based thinking may limit your view of the world and keep you in a state of entrapment” 🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼🙌🏼 ...... “it is a choice to be disempowered or strong and limitless in your potential”...... I hadn’t realised how much I had put on my victim hat and how I was letting my ego take all control. I have so much growth to still make but I have also grown so much ❤️💕🌸 I need to remember to take a step back and focus on what I can change...
The final pillar of the 5 - Ritual. Almost every culture that had/has a postpartum care practice, had way of marking the emergence of the New Mother toward the end of the month or 40 days. A ritual can be interpreted in many ways. Some cultures would combine this ritual with a ceremony, sometimes religious, sometimes not. Often spiritual and always with a sense of the sacred. No matter what your beliefs, I think sacred is the essence of this final pillar. A special event to mark the immense transformation that Mother and Baby have made and will continue to do so. In Ayurvedic philosophy the postpartum period is called the Sacred Window. In a world full of hallmark cards I feel such a beautiful honouring would go a long way to help ensure the Mama's of our world that they have not been left at home isolated but are an integral part of the community giving life to the next generation. I also feel this would go a long way to minimising postpartum mental health issues such as depression and anxiety. Many of the cultures still practising postpartum care don't have postpartum depression in their vocabulary... now that's a goal I say! Oh and it's never too late to find a way to honour you or someone close. #pollinationmamas#sacredmotherhood#postpartumcare#ritual#newbornmother#postpartumdoula#fourthtrimester#sacredwindow#postpartumsupport#newmother#postpartumrevolution
🎅🏻 The holidays have left me overwhelmed and depressed for as long as I can remember. Growing up, I had 5 brothers, 2 sisters, and 13 nieces and nephews. As the second youngest child, I got to watch as one after another was disowned until only 3 of us remained. What should have been an incredible gathering of a rather large family, was a secluded and often suffocating affair. This year, I took myself out of the equation, too. || I’m trying hard to find the joy in this season, if nothing else; for my children, so that they are not left with this inexplicable dread of holidays.🎄 || Help me. What are your favorite traditions to share with your little ones? ✨
The light of my life ❤️🌸💕 nothing beats getting to spend my days with you. I can be having the worst day and a cuddle, kiss and I love you from you my beautiful daughter just turns my life around in an instant. It’s so easy to loose sight of what truely matters and to react directly from our egos but getting to communicate with friends and really focus on the lessons we are being sent to learn helps make it much better. I am so blessed with an amazing support network and family ❤️💕🌱🙌🏼🌸 thank you everyone you know who you are and I am glad I am able to call you my tribe 😘💕 release and reset. Learn what we are here to learn. Sometimes the ego will take over and we just need to remember to forgive especially forgive ourselves 🐣✨🌙💫💥🌼🌕🌪🦋
Being pregnant and having a toddler.... omg is an understatement... this evening she wanted me to sit on the floor while she harassed my house mate and her daughter but I wasn’t allowed to move at all and had to sit with this rose quartz on my belly 😂😂😂 no matter how much we are going thru as adults it’s amazing the love and joy a toddler brings into your life. How she can feel a million feelings in just a moment and then move on is amazing. Feeling very blessed to spend my life with such an important little human who teaches me so much not only about people, and the world, but most of all about myself 😘💕🌸🌱🌙💫✨
Such a beautiful day to cleanse and reset at the beach. Still reeling from the last 24 hours but again there is no such thing as control and the more we try to control everything the more we get shown that it’s impossible. I wish I could say that it’s easy to get over things and move on but it really isn’t and I guess I am am very emotional coming so close to the end of pregnancy. This will be a massive ending for me for a lot of things and I guess it’s just really scary. But we can’t let fear control us and hopefully the more I lean into my feelings the faster and better I can process and move on ❤️🦋🌼🌹💫🌱🌙✨
I’ve been doing a lot of thinking about The High Priestess and The Empress Tarot cards and also about the Divine Feminine. What it means to work with the Divine Feminine on a day to day basis. Somehow to me, it’s an overwhelming concept - mainly because I allow it to be. Part of the goal that I created for myself on Samhain was to work more with the Divine Feminine and here we are a month later and I’m finally getting an idea of where I want to start. Mary of Nazareth: this isn’t a new idea to study or work with Mary around Christmas - it’s sort of encouraged. But I feel a pull to her and I’m not going to ignore it. I feel lately like I’m failing as a mother and working with Sacred Mother energy seems like a dang good place to start