Joy it up: Meet Hannah Marcotti and revel in your magic unfolding

Hmmm. I feel it. Oh yes!

Listen. Be still. Close your eyes and imagine what is coming.

Notice the faint red painting itself over the bright green leaves. Yes, that pumpkin in my garden is turning a burnt orange and the solid weight of the fruit on the earth is manifestation of the shift.

The tribe assembles. We hold hands in spirit and take root.

Autumn’s color is the space where our magic will unfold.

Roots of She. We have been planted, we have taken root and we will grow together, tribe of beautiful women.

Mama Space

Spiral. Space. Mama.

I became a mama in my heart and my body when I was pregnant with my first spirit child. I carried the baby inside for 16 weeks, saying goodbye soon after. That is when I learned the depth of love, sadness, joy and the feeling of our soul longing for purpose.

I am now a mother to three wildly fierce and independent children. I naturally have no patience, and am slowly acquiring it with the time I spend working on my breathing. Only my breath can calm and carry me through that 30 minute tantrum or fighting over who sits where on the couch.

A circle of women. Yes, that is where I belong, learning, listening, growing. Teaching, leading, listening. The spiral of beauty makes me a better mother, a stronger woman. Perhaps that spiral is part of my adventure in patience!!!

My soul’s purpose is guiding you to find the gorgeous life you dream of. To help you dream. Taking a tiny spark of passion and helping you to ignite it, into fireworks.

The gorgeous life is the sparkle, the joy, the magical moments. It is your purpose, your deep body knowledge, your desire. It is space, it is touch, it is intuition. Coaching you to move closer and closer to that place is my joy.

As we sway through Autumn with the leaves I will share with the tribe simple ways to connect to joy, rhythm, purpose and space. As the wind blows and we climb into our favorite sweaters, I am so excited to know you. To share with you. To hold space inside the gorgeous life of Autumn with you.


Nurturing Yourself Starts in the Bedroom

Smoothing, Tucking, Folding

I used to spend more time complaining about my life than nurturing it. Now I make my bed.

As you smooth the sheets down and tuck the pillows into place it is hard to feel anything other than loved in that moment. There are times I’ve made the bed in tears, allowing the yucky bits to wash out of me and the movement, the action of laying the folded turquoise blanket on the end of the bed soothes and comforts.

Action is the only way out of stuck. Complaining, fear and doubt are stuck. You can make your bed despite any of those feelings. No sheet ever convinced anyone of their unworthiness.

Relaxing, Breathing, Appreciating

As you stand back, or as I like to do, lie down on the finished product without wrinkling it too much, you can take a breath and know that you are loved. Yes, loved.

When I ask my tribe to move into finding more joy in their lives, I first ask that they make their bed. Every day. Even if it is at 4 in the afternoon, don’t skip it please.

This one act says so much. It allows space. It greets you at the end of a long day. It creates momentum for more acts of self nurture. The made bed leads to a desire for a sanctuary space in the whole room where you slumber. It invites playfulness of all kinds.

Working, Releasing, Loving

Simplicity is the act of doing normal, every day tasks and watching them reward your life with joy and tenderness. Making the bed is all sorts of simple. It is the softness of nurture.

My bed becomes an office, with a cup of tea on the little table hydrating me as a I write. My room around the bed becomes a sanctuary where meditations happen with a little bit of resistance, and then, the ahhhhh….

This bed becomes a place for kissing, cuddling, nurturing. All three babes have slept in this bed, and now that cute little puppy. On those crazy occasions when we find just two of us in that bed, the man I share my life with and myself, well, that bed allows us to connect, to love, to discover.

Tuck, fluff, fold.
Smooth, sink, allow.
Nurture, play, dream.

14 Comments

  1. Hi Hannah,

    This is really important, and I really need to make my bedroom a comforting place. Right now the bed is not made and it is noon. There is laundry ALL over the place. I hate my bureau and my curtains. I think that I need to made it a place that I Love. A clean spot where I can relax and feel good.

    Thank you!

    1. Oh Hannah, I sense a beautiful project and a beautiful space about to be created. Enjoy it and let your sense of beauty really shine in there.

  2. Kari Desi says:

    Ah, yes, so true! Making my bed and sweeping my floor. Always makes my Self feel so nurtured.

    1. Crumb removal, dirt removal, the simple things! Thanks for being in this space Kari with us, exploring and lifting each other’s spirits.

  3. Hannah. I love your writing. So good to see you here in this space.

  4. Daniel, what a beautiful gift to read that. So glad to be here. xo

  5. Tanja says:

    My bed is covered by the most beautiful quilt that my wonderful mother-in-law made for us as a wedding gift.

    It took her over two years, and is filled with symbols and images that all mean something to my husband and I (not to mention the gorgeous rich colours!)

    With something like that as a bedspread, how I can I NOT feel connected and supported and loved each time I make the bed :-) ?

    1. Erica says:

      What a beautiful image and story!

    2. Tanja, that is is so special and beautiful. Send me a picture I would love to see!

      1. Tanja says:

        Thanks so much for the reply, Hannah. There’s actually a link to a livejournal entry I did about the quilt in my original comment above, but alas, sometimes WordPress can make link text really hard to distinguish from the normal text!

        The URL is http://starfirenz.livejournal.com/400801.html#cutid1 if you’re interested in checking it out :-)

  6. Erica says:

    I just did that tonight… I was craving the certainty of cleaning, everything else in my life was excited chaos as I entered another chapter in my life… and so tonight called for something certain. Sweeping, washing the floor, finishing the laundry, doing the dishes and finally tonight crawling in-between clean and beautifully smelling sheets…

    Thank you for this reminder and helping me put words to what my soul was calling me to do tonight :)

    1. Thank you for sharing that Erica. Such a wonderful calling to feel cared for and in the flow to allow that excited chaos to have a place to thrive.

  7. [...] to keyboard. One thing that’s resonating right now is something that Hannah taught me — the power of making my bed each morning. I would never make my bed before, absolutely loathed doing it, viewed it as a waste of time. I [...]

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