When I began this little blog an entire year ago, I never for a moment considered where this path would lead. My whole and entire intention for creating this simple space was to celebrate Sage's childhood as well as the trials and triumphs of motherhood along the way. And it has been that, but also so much more. Fields of Sage has become a refuge and a sanctuary - a place where I can sit, reflect and be still. My own little sanctum of peace and isolation; an escape, a haven for my mind and my heart. And although not nearly does every sentence, or paragraph, or even completed post see the light of day, the therapy found in mulling over my thoughts and lacing them into words, is often just as rewarding as those that make it to 'published' status.
Through this pondering and the forming of often scattered thoughts into coherent, readable sentences, my inner consciousness is questioned and my beliefs and values are challenged. The outpouring of our private lives in such a public way can, at times, be both terrifying and liberating in equal measure. Allowing this insight into our world requires me to constantly examine and re-evaluate my views and my intentions; an endless quest for personal growth. Sharing our lives also leaves us vulnerable to the judgements and comparisons of others from the outside looking in... and that's okay - it's human nature after all. As long as with those judgements and comparisons there also comes a mindfulness - that you are only ever seeing a very small portion of a very big picture. Witnessing the lives of others, solely through their carefully selected words and accompanying edited images, I must remind myself of this all the time. With every presented piece of pretty, there are also elements of the not-so-pretty behind the scenes; even if they are never written about, photographed or acknowledged.
Rarely will you see the unpleasentries of our life laid bare before you on your screens, as I am hoping that Fields of Sage is a space which cultivates inspiration and beauty, even in the most simple of ways. However, rest assured, we are a family no different to yours. It goes without saying that there are moments of monotony, chaos and emotion in our world. From time to time you may see snippets of their existence, as these are the realities of not only parenting, but of daily life, however primarily I choose to document the tales that will warm our hearts in the years to come, as we scroll back through the archives.
Whilst sitting in our lounge room on the evening that Fields of Sage came to life, I never once anticipated the incredible community I would come to share this journey with. I had only read a very small handful of blogs, for a very short time, before creating my own and therefore had no awareness of the truly amazing calibre of people and their utterly inspirational ways, lying right before my very fingertips. Daily, I am moved by the words that are threaded and the images that are captured by these extraordinarily talented souls - just as I am, each and every time someone takes a moment out of their busy day to visit here. Although perplexed as to why anybody {besides besotted grandparents, perhaps!} would willingly choose to stop by, I am incredibly
thankful from the absolute bottom of my heart. To those who leave words of encouragement or thoughtful advice, to those who share their own personal, life experiences, to those who delight in Sage {almost} as much as we do, and to those who simply visit here from time to time, I am truly humbled by your presence. Without you, this blog would still exist, as my initial motivation remains steadfast - to marvel at the growth and utter beauty of our child and record the magic of her childhood days - however having you share in our lives, makes the journey all that much sweeter.
{Come and enter this little 'thank you', from me to you!}
