~~~Gratitude~~~

I love this chair ~~~ my guy does not

I bought this chair for one dollar at an auction 20 years ago.  It was one of the first pieces of furniture we had in this house.  We had run out of money building it so the furniture was on the cheap. It is a rocking chair that I think is quite comfy.  I sponge painted it during my sponge painting period...glad I got that out of my system! When I was pregnant the chair went into my sons room.  In this Chair I nursed him and comforted him during teething....so this chair holds ~~~ aaaaaahhh ~~~~ memories for me.  But since those days it has been sort of in the way.  I just haven't been able to bear to part with it.  Last Sunday evening, I wondered out loud if the chair would fit into the treehouse?  Next morning I found the chair outside and ready to go!

But would it fit?

We tried to shove it up the trapdoor.  It seemed that we were just shy an inch to make it squeeze up there no matter what position we tried.  DH was determined!  First he removed the ladder...still no go...then he handed me the driver up in the treehouse and had me remove the trapdoor.  It made it then by a hair!  My husband later confessed that he was going to get the reciprocating saw next to make the hole bigger! 

Well, guess this chair was not destine to return to the house.  I am glad! It is a wonderful addition to the treehouse decor!  I used to just have a pile of cushions on the floor to sit on.  This is much more comfortable and will probably get more use here too!

So I am grateful for the treehouse this week.  It has given me a space  for retreat and to find calm during those inevitable family conflicts.  When my guys want to watch a movie in the summer that is not my cup of tea...I can find peaceful sanctuary here.  And now "the chair of undercurrent discord" has found a new happy home.  

Plus! it is just plain fun in the Right Brain Treehouse Society!!

Dedicated to the child within us all!

It is my intention, each Sunday, to share something that fills me with Gratitude. 

I write ~~~Gratitude~~~ with the wavy lines to represent the gratitude ENERGY~~~~~! 

I hope you will join me and share your gratitude moments. 

~~~Amen, Blessed Be, Namaste'~~~

Right Brain Treehouse Society ~ Part 2

Ok~~~Today is rainy and gray again...so I will continue the Monday story of "MY" treehouse.  I came up with the idea of the Right Brain Treehouse Society when I was looking at my SELF and my struggles with creativity.  Folks, from the outside looking in, see me as a very creative person.  My Reiki-ness has the appearance of being very Right Brainy.  But on the inside I tussle with my linear, organized, pragmatic self and my desire to be wildly creative.  Also, I have curious physical afflictions 1st, many years ago, I hurt my left shoulder, then I broke my left ankle, developed left hip bursitis, and this winter I had to have oral surgery on a left tooth...for me these are pointers towards Right Brain suppression!  (right hemisphere of the brain controls the left side of the body and vice versa).  So the treehouse is a place for me to practice my right brain and strive towards balance...PS~~I have all my "afflictions" in a healed stasis ~~~they only flare up when I am not paying attention.

So here is the tour of the tweeted-out, cleaned up, ready for creative juice  incubation treehouse!

a place for a NAP ~~~ napping was against my workaholic "religion" for many years

solar light for night adventures * writing & coloring on the walls encouraged!

{tune in tomorrow for the 'chair story' ~ a new addition to the treehouse}

cool pulley system for the trap door --- can counter weight filled with sand

a few books for reading * my fav ---> the dictionary * stash of emergency snacks

the backside of the mirror...it was my son's when he was a baby

supposed to build intelligence and self esteem 

The Mirror of Self Esteem

only treehouse rule ---> before leaving the treehouse look in the mirror & say something nice about your Self

Poem for today by Shel Silverstein

Where the Sidewalk Ends

Right Brain Treehouse Society ~ Part 1

another gray day in Freedom sunshine from Monday continues....

It all began during the winter of 1998, the year of the Great Ice Storm.  Besides being without electricity for 12 days we lost many beautiful trees.  There was a great triple White Pine at the edge of our front yard that was severely damaged.  We needed an Arborist to bring them down safely. When Al, the tree guy, came to do the work my Guy asked if he could leave the stumps at eight feet.  At the time he did not reveal the idea that for formulating in his mind.  He just told me he had an idea...if it didn't work out he could deal with the 8 foot stumps himself.

Not long after that we had some condensation trouble with a couple of skylights in our house.  We contacted the company and they sent us 2 new sashes.  So were left with 2 old sashes. Then my Guy mentioned they might be nice in a treehouse.  Say, What?  Well, we had a bit of a lumber stash from various other project (including our house).  We procured the the rest of what we needed by scrounging the bargain bins at lumber stores.

It is a bit of a question as to whether this is REALLY a treehouse.  My Guy tends to over build things (wait until you see the deck he is dismantling right now --- cursing the guy who built it --- oh yeah himself!) He became a bit worried the tree stumps weren't enough....well you see.  I helped with the design and as carpenters helper.  I came up with the trap door and the ladder plans.

Of course, the treehouse was for our son.  And for many years it was.  It was used as a natural history museum one summer.  I was charged a nickel for admission that included a detailed tour of all the great finds (living things were released and re-caught each day).  Then it became a stick armory.  I didn't allow store bought war toys which became the "mother of invention" ----> handmade arrows, clubs, spears, and guns.  We added an old snare drum that came from a yard sale.  I would hear the tribal beat and chants emanating from the "fort".  Once we welcomed the New Year from the Treehouse.

Each fall I would go and winterize and mouse proof the place.  The following spring I would clean it up and get it ready for another summer of fun.  Until one spring I realized the boys hadn't used it in a couple of years.  I started tossing everything out the trap door.  When my son got home from school I had him sort through the pile and choose anything he wanted to keep.  The rest was donated or burned (kept 2 homemade arrows).  When it was all cleaned up I raided my attic for cloth and "furnishings" and the Right Brain Treehouse Society was born!

No secret password to enter ~  just an open mind!

all mouse chewable items are hung from the rafters for the winter

time to clean

to be continued.........