The Turning Light: Finding Our Rhythm Again This March
Some months arrive quietly, but this one arrived with waves.
There was grief this month. Losing Nana shifted something in the rhythm of our family. Grief has a strange cadence—it interrupts the ordinary beats of life, slows things down, and makes everything feel slightly out of step for a while. Some days felt heavy, like walking through thick fog. Other days felt unexpectedly light, when a memory surfaced or the kids said something that would have made her laugh.
But rhythm has a way of returning, gently.
In the middle of everything, life continued to ask us to find our footing again—through parenting, work, school runs, dinners that sometimes worked and sometimes didn’t, and the everyday negotiations that come with raising kids. Slowly, the small patterns started to reappear. The familiar beats of our days: packing lunches, conversations in the car, bedtime stories, messy art projects.
March also brought something new.
I started making keepsake teddy bears. Taking pieces of clothing that hold memories and turning them into something soft and huggable feels strangely grounding. Sewing has always had its own rhythm—the hum of the machine, the careful cutting, the quiet focus of bringing something meaningful into existence. Creating these bears through Sage & Rose Designs has felt like stitching stories together, one seam at a time.
And then, right at the end of the month, we found ourselves at Norah Head Lighthouse.
Some fun facts we learnt today about the Lighthouse:
🌊 It was first built and lit in 1903, making it over 120 years old.
🌊 The light can be seen roughly 27km out to shore and it sits about 27m above sea level.
🌊 It is still operating today, and it has 96 steps to get to the top!
It felt like the perfect way to close out the month.
Lighthouses exist because the ocean is unpredictable. They don’t calm the waves or stop the storms—they simply stand steady and mark the rhythm of the coastline. Their light moves in a pattern: turning, returning, turning again. A quiet reminder that even in rough water, there is something constant to guide you.
Standing there with the kids, watching the waves crash and roll back out again, I realised that rhythm isn’t about perfection or smooth sailing. It’s about returning. About finding your way back to the things that steady you.
Family. Creativity. Fresh air. Small adventures.
In the photos from today, I’m wearing the Cascade Top by Twig + Tale, which felt fitting somehow—another handmade piece, another small rhythm stitched into everyday life.
Bright colours have their own rhythm. They draw the eye, move with the breeze, shift in the sunlight. They remind us that even after quieter, harder moments, life begins to pulse with colour again.
March may have been uneven, emotional, and sometimes exhausting, but it also reminded me that rhythm doesn’t disappear when life gets hard. Sometimes it just changes tempo for a while.
And like a lighthouse beam sweeping across the water, rhythm always comes back around.
After visiting Norah Head Lighthouse, we wandered down for a walk by the water. It felt like the natural next step after standing up high on the headland — coming back down to the shoreline where everything moves in its own quiet rhythm.
The kids settled into their own little worlds. Kailey carefully searched along the sand for shells, examining each one as if it might hold a tiny story. Rory and Frankie gravitated straight toward the playground, their laughter rising and falling like the tide as they ran and climbed. Out on the water we spotted a few elegant Black Swan gliding across the surface, completely unbothered by the small human chaos happening along the shore.
I found myself slowing down, breathing in the fresh coastal air, and reflecting on the month that had been.
Walking along the water with the kids, watching them explore, play, and discover, felt like the gentle closing note to the month. A reminder that even after the harder waves, there are always moments of fresh air, small discoveries, and space to pause before the next rhythm begins. 🌊
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