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The Cottagecore Trend. Have We Come Full Circle?

My favorite Cottagecore space: Joyful Pause Cottage

Anything with the word “cottage” in it I am like a bee that flies headfirst with great delight into the face of a flower to drink up the sweet nectar.

Such was the case the other morning when I serendipitously came across a YouTube video titled, Cottagecore (books, movies, TV shows – to feel all the springtime vibes).

Down the rabbit hole I went with anticipated curiosity to see what this trend called Cottagecore was all about.

In short, from an article by HuffPost: it’s all about looking and living like you’re in some sort of pastoral painting— even if you live far, far away from a farm. I think the key point here is actually living in this way if this is what you feel called to, rather than just looking as if you live in this way.

The article goes on to share that it all started with quarantine during 2020. It’s the younger generation that seems to have come up with this trendy word because they felt called to go back to the roots of what home is all about.

I especially loved what writer, Katherine Livesey had to say in the article: “I would describe it as an aesthetic based upon a quiet, simple life filled with good, wholesome food, animals to care for, a garden to tend to, clothes that feel whimsical and a deep-rooted appreciation for nature and the natural world.”

I would add to this list as it is what I define Cottagecore as is enjoying any form of creativity, exploration of Self, and being open to how the world around guides us through signs and symbolism—and what can sometimes be defined as living a more shamanistic or indigenous way of life.

It also had me thinking about when I left the corporate world back in 1995 at the age of thirty-four. My heart was yearning for a simpler and quieter life and one where I could work from home. But I can’t tell you how long it took me to be okay with this. At times I felt guilty for not working a 9-5 job and bringing in the substantial income as I once had. I also felt odd that I didn’t have kids because you only stayed home if you had children, right? I thought about all the women who fought hard for the feminine movement and equal rights and pay (and in some ways are still working hard to make this happen).

When I left the corporate world I did work part-time for a few years doing bookwork for a general contractor, but eventually, I no longer was. And as you know if you’ve been with me a while, a purpose for my life was revealed with my turning to write about animals, and then five books later… and I continue to evolve.

But at the heart of who I am, I am a Cottagecore girl. I had to bold that statement because it is truly what makes my heart sing!

As I read more about this Cottagecore trend I had a few moments of feeling sad/mad about all the years I wasted worrying about why I felt odd/different. But I also thought about the challenges of last year and how in my heart I hoped more would go back to a simpler way of life—that this would be more accepted in our society. 

It gave me great hope to read that more of the younger generation has come to appreciate home life and that it has such value. I might add, I’m not knocking those (especially women) who want to be in the corporate world and who are leaders, etc., because we need them too! But it took me a long time to be okay with my feelings about the value I added to our home and our life by not working out in the corporate world.

The truth is I learned so much from that time. I learned what I did and didn’t want. I also came to learn over the years that even though I didn’t contribute directly to helping John in his business with some aspects, I contributed greatly in supporting him in other ways. He has done the same for me.

I’ve come to realize that I am a leader. My definition of a leader? Someone who lives from the truth of who they are and does not worry what others may think of their choices. We have to start to expand that definition of a leader because it isn’t just what society has necessarily always deemed it to be.

Perhaps I’m digressing a bit from the theme of Cottagecore, but I don’t think so. I guess because reading about this ‘trend’ brought up so many different feelings and thoughts for me. So it feels like this is all part of it.

In reality, the terms and definitions used to describe Cottagecore really aren’t all that new. Generations before us, and many today have lived in this way all along. But I’m grateful for the attention the word is helping to bring to the forefront that it is perfectly acceptable to live in this way. 

Will the trend stay? I hope in many ways it will. But if anything, for those that this appeals to, my wish is that they will not let society define how to live their life, and live from the heart of who they truly are. We need all hands on deck to live from the beat of their own drum – whether in the corporate world – or Cottagecore world.

And this Cottagecore girl plans to continue to do just that.

XO,

Barb

                     

Tipi Gathering with the Spirit of Horse.

Tipi Gathering with the Spirit of Horse
Tipi photo courtesy of meaningfullifecounseling.com

The stars were so bright in the sky last night. Something I don’t often take the time to see once tucked in my home at the end of the day during the colder months, my nose usually in a book, and a wiener dog snuggling at my side.

But last night, as I stepped out of my comfort zone and into the magnificent gift of feeling a part of the universe—the stars connecting me to a place within myself I don’t visit often enough.

I’d heard often about these Tipi (or Teepee) gatherings. It is not far from my home—only about ten minutes. A place I’d been last October when I sought some coaching/counseling around a painful experience I was working through under the guidance of Pam Kachelmeier, a coach and counselor out of her home and her business Meaningful Life Counseling.

Pam is also a big animal lover, especially horses, having many of her own. She teaches others what the spirit of horse can do for helping us heal.

We gathered in the barn first as Pam explained how the night would unfold while the horses crunched on hay behind her. That in itself I could have listened to all night long. It was very soothing to me.

With flashlights in some of the participants hands, we then walked a path which was partially lit by rope lighting to the back part of Pam’s property, up a set of stairs, and into a Tipi with the images of horses on the outside.

Chairs circled around the inside of the Tipi, with a covered fire pit where Pam lit the logs to provide warmth. But also a focal point in which to gaze and find inner peace.

Dan, a shaman also then joined us. Dan and Pam guided us to give voice to something we each wished to have healed, so that we could then open ourselves to receive what is next for our life’s path.

It’s rather hard to explain in words being in this community of 14 of us, all of whom I’d never met before, except for Pam. But I felt safe. In part, I believe because being in that space not only was I connecting with each of them, but also with the land, the stars, nature, and the medicine of animals.

There are no words when you put yourself in an experience like this because it is the feelings that arise that are hard to describe. Feelings that so many of us don’t take the time to feel because we are caught up in our way too busy lives.

Each person spoke about what it was they wished to let go of. Many wanted to let go of their own negative thought patterns, or to release the negativity that they carry around that they’ve allowed other to have imposed upon them. Some had recent loss in their life they were grappling with, while some had past wounds they wanted to let go of.

We each had a chance to also speak of what intention we wanted as we moved through the evening that we would carry with us once the night was over.

It was time to then head back to the barn and be with the horses as Pam took us on a guided visual meditation. Before she did that, she passed around a basket with feathers and we were to each choose one. I chose a white feather and held it in my hands as she began the meditation.

I smiled inwardly, when in the meadow she guided us to, sitting by a river, and prompted to look for a horse approaching, that my horse was all white. I was also dressed in a flowing white dress with brown cowboy boots.

I found it fascinating that there seemed to be a connection between the white feather, horse and my dress I saw in the meditation. As she brought us back out of the guided meditation I really didn’t want to leave this place that was complete peace and stunning beauty. But I know that anytime I want now, I can return to it.

What happened next was my favorite part. I felt myself getting very emotional as I could hear Pam guiding a horse out of the stall as we were coming out of the meditation, but our eyes still closed.

As we slowly opened our eyes, there he was standing in all his magnificent glory before us.  He was cocoa brown with marked paintings on his front limbs, his face, a red circle around his left eye, and a painted pink hand on his left side.

I thought my heart would burst right out of my chest for the spirit of him that again, I can’t find words for to describe adequately.

Pam explained to us that humans have been around for 1 million years (I think she said million- perhaps it was billion?), but that horses have been around for 50 times longer than that. The point is that they have been roaming this earth way longer than we have.

She explained how they live in the 13th dimension. Whoa. I couldn’t wrap my head around that. But it explained for me the palpable feeling of being in that sacred space with them last evening.

Words truly seemed pointless as it is the spirit of Horse which helps us to understand that living from our feelings is the only way in which to understand ourselves and the world around us.

With candles lit all around the barn, Pam and Horse encircled us in a ceremony of each of us taking a turn to place our feather in the horse’s mane.

As we each took our turn walking up to the horse, Pam wound a small rubber band around a piece of his mane. We then placed our feather in it, and silently asked a question of Horse spirit that we want help with.

My emotions were tingling at a high vibration on the surface of my skin during the ceremony—it was so healing being within that circle.

Once all the feathers were tied within the mane of the horse, Pam explained to us they would remain there as the horse goes out into the pasture the next couple of days where they will eventually fall out on their own within 1-3 days.

And from my understanding, this is when we may receive the answer to the question we asked, though it could be sooner or later, too—but to be open and listen.

We then all walked again back to the Tipi for the closing of the evening. One of my concerns, which I didn’t voice out loud, was that I was worried the horse would carry all our negative energy we just spent time letting go of.

But my concern was calmed as we gathered back inside the Tipi, around the burning fire, and Pam explained that horses don’t carry any negative energy with them. It’s not in their nature.

And then a deeper realization hit for me that yes, something I’ve always understood and known, but lovingly pierced into the core of my heart again, that this is the teaching of animals.

They are calling out to us to follow their lead. To let go of negativity, our past, and any pain we carry, and live from that place within us that is real— and walk this precious time we have here on this earth without judgement of ourselves or others.

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