Finding my Bliss

Sunday, 27 November 2011

Morning has Broken

Yesterday the black dog came to visit me,
the same black dog who 
used to visit Winston Churchill.

When my daughter came around, she could 
see the black dog had turned up too and 
that I was completely at his mercy.
She made her leave with
a simple kiss and goodbye, 
"hope he goes soon",
I nodded in agreement.

For when he's around he completely 
demands my attention and there's
no shaking him loose!

On retiring I sternly told the black dog
I didn't understand the reason for his visit
and that I thought I had sat with
him for long enough 
and to be gone in
the morning!
***
I've not seen him so far, this morning
thank goodness
!!!
It is the beginning of a brand new day, 
I am grateful for each day of my life... 
 I was at a funeral on Friday, 
to say we'd anticipated a sad day
all turned out most beautifully....
my favourite hymn was sung
'Morning has Broken'
On this brand new day I'm sitting here
tapping the keys with the white dog 
on my desk top being so very
appreciative....

sending to
Postcards from Paradise
Recuerda mi Corazon 
 straight form life!


Friday, 25 November 2011

Haiku my Heart #45 ~ Light for the Journey

alight with spirit
journeying to distant parts
for Thanksgiving joy

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Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Fox at the Door

 Fox is bemused
peering through the glass door,
being drawn by the light from afar,
she'd felt safe in her own wood world
of goings on she never noticed the glow before.
Things being different now
for her goings on have been rudely interrupted,
 she sees another existence in the light,
and she wonders about the animals inside, 
similar creatures walking on all fours
 but not the same.

I feel so sorry for her,
she seems out on a limb, and it's clear
she wants to belong standing her ground
with piercing eye contact, returning
 again and again.

My heart goes out to dear fox,
I want to take her into the house of love,
tame her and sit her at the table of plenty,
but I can't I must shut the door of my tender affection,
for she is a creature of the wild.
I console myself... like all wild creatures 
she'll find her way home, her place,
for her wild instincts are deep inside
and must be honoured.  


Sunday, 20 November 2011

Week's Bliss List ~

 best of british
season's first bauble
 last of the summer wine
 love light 
beautiful life ...

sending to
Postcards from Paradise
Recuerda mi Corazon 


For Cinda
xxx

Friday, 18 November 2011

Haiku my Heart #45 ~ Home Comforts


The fox was rumbled,
ground moved from under his feet,
he's looking for home!
Coming back from hospital in the dark
we were confronted by a fox
on our bridge in the headlights.

This is unusual for they usually stay in the woods
a good way behind the house,
now a new landscape is being formed
making way for the pond
his habitat has been disturbed.

What does home mean to you?
I think of Joe Spadoman returning 
home from hospital, how comforting 
home must feel for him today!

 Recently my married son said of home:

"home is wherever Karen and Isla (dog) are,
whether that's at my house
or in the back of my camper van".

This was lovely to hear
from my youngest son,
 baby of the family now a man
 honouring his wife in this way!
Then there is the 'home' we have 
made here on-line, it feels just like going home
returning week upon week
to the familiar to say hello to everyone, 
knowing it is a place to just be,
a place of acceptance and love. 

They say 'home is where the heart is',
I must say there is plenty of heart here!
at 
Haiku my Heart 

Wednesday, 16 November 2011

The Circle of Friends

I've had this image for sometime, 
it touches me deep inside,
I didn't know how I would use it, until today.

Today I learned that one of the 'circle of friends'
Joe Spadoman
has been taken into hospital suffering a heart attack,
he is being cared for by those who know medically,
he now is waiting for his own body to respond.

I for my part am joining in with the
 'circle of friends' in sending
'healing energy Joe's way, this is my belief.
The circle of friends is a strong circle,
each one may have a different faith, 
or come from a different culture,
that doesn't matter because we 
all believe in each other,
Joe alluded to this
himself many times.

Joining the 'circle',
feeling the love and compassion
 of each one is very strengthening
we become solid
'as rock'.

Please join the circle of friends with me
sending strengthening wishes
to Joe over at
~

Monday, 14 November 2011

Abstract Distract





There has been sad news,
two deaths in my family this week,
not close family but nevertheless close enough.

Light therapy is a wonderful thing,
absorbing the colours, reflections and shapes.
Contemplating the words. 
I love text and in particular this new text toy,
part of Picnik editing suite via Picasa,
the colour combinations
are endless using
the drop-down menu
selecting
'difference'.
What a difference a little light therapy makes!
xxx



Saturday, 12 November 2011

Moody - Me?

You know I'm one for these
moody sunset images
don't you?


This is not just any old sunset view though!

It's the most beautiful sunset view ever?
 The beginning of our very own pond,
not only will it be a haven
for wildlife,
but a saver of domestic animals  too!
Foxes
I mean us.
This pond will be an overflow area 
for when our stream floods and hopefully
it will fill this bowl and not our home!

Actually it is quite exciting,
I dare not think about it too much,
it's huge, takes almost all of our field.
The National Trust are paying for it as part of a
larger flood defense project, but the pond is
situated on our property, we would have
never been able to afford anything like this.
The possibilities are endless, we
could float a boat on it!

Friday, 11 November 2011

Haiku my Heart #44 Soft Soul

when winds of change howl
all need a place of safety
and a soft soul mate

Visit 
for more soft soul company!

Tuesday, 8 November 2011

A Delivery!

The day started out murky
not much of a day for taking pics 
but we had a most beautiful vision 
on our doorstep this morning 
a delivery ...

we have been waiting almost 12 years
 for this day, the machine you see
 is going to dig us out of trouble ....

We live on a flood plain,
we didn't know that
when we started to build our cottage
from a pile of ancient stones!
The authority that sold us the property  
didn't know either, 
our cottage forms part of a historic estate,
it is thought to be the original cobbler's cottage
 serving Hardwick Hall.

We sit beside a stream that feeds
an old historic mill, now renovated and milling flour,
during heavy rainfall or melting snow
the stream floods and sometimes
enters our cottage
to a depth of three feet.

We have not been in a position financially 
to resolve this, but the
National Trust has gained 
funding to try and remedy the problem
for us and nearby properties.

This is great news for us because 
we would like to move somewhere smaller 
and so now this makes our property viable for sale!


Sunday, 6 November 2011

Sunday's Story

Today's been a happy day
my girl is a little
better,
we had lunch out,
we've all been in a bit of a haze 
for the last couple of weeks ....
mists are clearing now though, 
she'll be coming home from hospital for good soon.

Thanks for all your well wishes.
xxx

Sending to 
Postcards from Paradise

Friday, 4 November 2011

Haiku my Heart #43 ~ Haiku Therapy

It's been an eventful few weeks
 happy mingled with sad,
I'm learning to just be with it all.

Today is Haiku my Heart poetry day
hosted by Rebecca
over at 

Haiku has become a weekly treat, a kind of 
therapy for me on Friday.

The Therapy Begins
~>~>~>
I'm going to my picture file as I write
to see which image stands out and speaks to me,
after that I know the words
will just tumble out!
~>~>~>~>~>


Life is a journey,
the grass is not always green,
I'm checking my stride!

I've had this image for ages, 
a window reflection caught in a poster,
 it captured my attention whilst out shopping
 I knew it had a hidden meaning!

Tuesday, 1 November 2011

I'll Never Forget ....

Mixed media art
in honour of the 'special ones' 
gone before.

William my father, called me his little buddy,
 loved by all for his wicked sense of humour,
his roguish ways, generous spirit,
not a day goes by that
I don't think about
his parting night,
the glint in
his eye said
 'I love you little buddy'.

*****

Beautiful Alice my mother, 
doting mother,
always there to say
 'there there'
 she loved Roses chocolates,
 ground coffee on Sunday
and totally in love
with my dad.

*****

Eric special friend,
a big cuddly bear of a man,
aware of his spiritual need,
caring and comforting, always in my heart. 
Must be with God 
 he talked about him endlessly
and, his lovely wife Freda
remembered fondly
forever.


Joining in with friends, honouring those gone before ~

Dia-de-los-Muertos

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&
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