I trusted that the world was made up of people who were generally good, though they may have lost their way temporarily. I recently did a series on the Feminine Bond in my Feminine Power Time podcast in which we dove deep into the domain of Mother Love and the ways to source it. It's instinctive and unconditional, 'Motherly Love' is a painting about the special bond between mother and child (in this case three children). He had performed this ritual before, getting into trouble and then coming to his mother, uneasy and uncertain, not sure precisely what sort of trouble he was in.

There is a reason so many of us feel more calm, supported, peaceful and nourished when we spend time in nature, or as I like to say “time with Mother Nature. As for this book, I hope you enjoy it, I wrote the first draft at 15 but as happens so often, life gets in the way. Each of our oils is from a specially selected supplier and chosen for its unique properties, then rigorously lab-tested for purity, quality and chemical composition.The idea came from mental illness but it's more than that, it's an opportunity to talk openly, without judgement about all the challenges that come with becoming a mother. A Divine Strength that can’t be seen, perhaps not even felt will ignite a fire within her from miles away. This stunning bouquet features pink roses and scented oriental lilies, complemented by a touch of gypsophila.

I never would have expected she lived streets away and our girls would end up in the same class at school. Transporting his abducted overpowered prey back to the desolate family farm he shared with Karen, the victims are held in a dank disused well, its walls high and slick, to which there is no possibility of escape. It’s the love we can sink into and cry our hearts out until there are no more tears left, and then wipe off our face, take a deep breath and all of the sudden feel the courage within that same heart to stand up tall and meet the world stronger. I would never have wished for an able-bodied child, because that child would have been someone who wasn't you.

Drawn towards the wide eyes of the owls, their bodies and feathers made out of pebble and shell and surrounded by delicate pieces of sea glass representing leaves on their tree home.