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Musings from the Hearth


The Sacrifice of the Clay Women and The Birth of Aruni River
It was a Friday morning, which meant my partner Erik would be taking our 2-year-old daughter, Sunai, to Free Range kids and I would have a day to myself. My belly was a full moon almost at its peak in the sky. I had no idea of numbers or dates this time around, but I had the feeling the birth passage was opening for me and baby. I decided that today was going to be the day that I lit the fire and fired the seven clay women that were sitting on my altar. Land sisters sharing t
Hannah Hutton
Apr 165 min read


The Art of Doing Nothing
It is Thursday. A dedicated me/workday without my beautiful babes. The past few months I've been looking for the first early morning exit to maximise my day of 'getting shit done' and to hear myself without the constant echo of "MAMA" rippling through the house, calling me outside of myself. Huh, "calling me outside of myself" - that is how motherhood feels when I am not in my centre - that I must leave my body and my needs in order to serve my babes first. Sometimes Thursday
Hannah Hutton
Mar 263 min read
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