Finding my Bliss

Sunday, 30 December 2012

Milk of Human Kindness

The checkout girl uttered in a soft sweet voice
almost as an afterthought
as I was leaving
"happy new year",
I think she knew I needed to hear that!
Her tinkling voice sounded like I would imagine an angel's voice sounds.
Immediately the pain rose all the way from my gullet right up into my head now awash with tears.
I could not hold back the avalanche any longer, it took just one kind word from a stranger
for the release to start, all the pent-up emotion of the last few days, weeks, year..........
she'll never know how touched and thankful I was to hear that little affirmation of human kindness!


The year seems to be ending on a dark note the same as it started.  I have been very ill over Christmas and the weeks before I have not felt too well.  Party plans had to be aborted, spending time with my son and family all had to be postponed, added to that we have also been under flood threat due to the increased rainfall, so our furniture was raised off of the floor!  I have been looking for those chinks of light in the dark and for sure they're there but I'm struggling to locate them just now!

I am not one to give up easily though
I take heart from all the little sparks of light that shine forth here in my 
bloggyworld
I'm already feeling a glow thinking of you all
and therefore I'm taking this opportunity to wish each and every one 
a very very
HAPPY NEW YEAR

Thursday, 20 December 2012

Up-Cycling Susan



My love and I recently had a conversation about re-cycling,
he is very knowledgeable on these subjects you know, he takes great delight in explaining
the details in depth to me which I very often forget,
I simply have not got the capacity for it ;~)

On this one occasion though it has penetrated very deeply!
He explained how some types of garbage cannot be re-cycled but must go to land-fill,
I sighed "oh dear",
He said "but what they do is this,
they layer up the garbage with other composites
then insert pipes through the layers in-order to tap off the methane gas to be used for other purposes".

This connected on more than one level for me,
I recently read these words but am not sure where so don't know who to credit - (please forgive me) 

'Let your pain become rocket fuel for Love'!

If we could harness our pain, emotional and physical - re-cycling it into love how powerful this would be.
I have had a good dose of both types of pain recently,
so I've been about trying this out and I think it's working,
I'm not sure on the exact formula just now but will be posting when it gets clearer.
I feel quite excited about this as when I get surges of pain I'm breathing in deeper
I'm thinking on comforting thoughts, and as I do my feelings are being soothed, my desperation seems to lift!
I feel like there is an exchange going on, that my thoughts are literally changing my physical reality!

I'm expanding my reasoning on how powerful and far reaching the above statement really is  ~
"If we could harness the pain of the world it may be possible to re-cycle it as rocket fuel for love"!

Joy of Joys

Sunday, 16 December 2012

Weeping before the Sun



My heart weeps before the sun
for the mothers who will be finding
ordinary wash days now filled with pain,
longing to see a vest or a dress blowing in the wind,
instead empty hands and heavy hearts
become weighted down with the nothingness.

I pray there will come a healing
in its own due course for the mothers,
the fathers, the brothers and the sisters. 
May all who have been touched by
such an unthinkable thing,
find comfort.


In sympathy with my sisters over the ocean.
Linking with ~

Wednesday, 12 December 2012

Encounters with Mary

My first encounter with Mary was quite a while ago now,
I must have been about five or six years old at the time,
it was in the little country church of my home
where my ancestors lay in the grounds outside.

I don't remember all of the details
but what I do remember vividly was the
feeling I had when I saw the angels with their
incredible wings, I so wanted a pair of those wings, I wanted to fly!

Instead they wrapped a blue cloth around my head and stood me next to Donald Burton!
I think, but am not sure, that I had learnt some words to say to Donald!
The thing I was most sure about though was the feeling I had
when they took the baby doll off of me! At the time I couldn't have cared less
about the 'Starring Role' I was chosen to perform at All Saint's Church nave,
before my parents, teachers, vicar and community,
but the indignity of being given a baby doll then taking it off of me was too much,
let alone not being adorned with those illustrious wings like the other girls!!

Eight or so years later came my second encounter with Mary,
the sweetest, most loving friend of my youth, she actually introduced me
to my husband, she had a cheeky smile and the most persuasive personality,
insisting my love take me for a ride on his motorbike,
he was reluctant at the time being six years older than me, I being just a school kid!

I have a lot to thank my sweet Mary for!


Since those days I have encountered many Mary-like figures in my life but none more so
than the women who shine here on-line, each one sparkling like sequins in Mary's exquisite veil,
promoting peace and love through their creativity and interactions with oneanother!
I can't lay claim to any special spiritual visions from the realms beyond with Mary,
but I don't feel I need to because I sense her spirit in most convincing ways
every time I connect with you all here!
You are all my Mary encounters!

Happy Day 12 of Mornings with Mary!

Brought to us through our beautiful Rebecca, thank you.

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Sunday, 9 December 2012

Dressing table musings with Mary

Sometimes connections come spontaneously.....

The inspiration is here with me today....

I'm flying after what feels like an eternity of being grounded....

My one constant dream is that I can fly,
the feeling is fabulous, 
I find myself being transported off the earth, 
sometimes with a downward movement of the hands and arms 
somewhat like a bird flapping the wings, but I am pushing against gravity
and magically propelling myself upwards where ~

I am among the clouds flying over land masses at speed! 

I'm wondering why everyone doesn't join me,

it is so natural...




Her drawer remains the same, untouched personal items, underwear, socksa bottle of perfume tucked away so as not to clutter the shared dressing table. "I'll leave them" she says " just in case I come back", I think what she meant was, she may return to the former days, ones we want to leave behind! 
The unspeakable days, should we have to go through it all again! 

I said "those days are gone now, leave the drawer if you like but we are not going back there"!

Yes this is one of those days I'm flying in the heavens, head back in the clouds,
I feel well, she feels well, all is well!

We never thought this day would arrive, my girl after a year in major mental breakdown is finally on her own, in her own home, and back at work, it has all been gently gently but she is gathering strength day by day.

I have been through the darkest period of my life so far!  Today is such a beautiful day, the sun shines brilliantly out of doors lighting up each exquisite moment.

I am grateful!

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Friday, 7 December 2012

Mary's Embrace




These gentle moments,
nestled with the ones I love,
in Mary's embrace.


Virgin a Day

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Thursday, 6 December 2012

Exquisite Moments

What am I going to do with this one beautiful day?
It's yoga day, and yes yoga calls,
but something is calling me louder!

I have been having sleepless nights lately,
health issues are causing me distress,
me and the doc are sorting this!

Meanwhile I have vowed to
use the moments between the discomfort to 'revel in' as Susan Jeffers puts it
"those exquisite moments"!

This morning I have a yearning to share:

Sometimes when I wake in the night I see this enormous star dangling in the blackness, it is so bright and beautiful my heart fills from its radiance, then as I look further into the sky and see hundreds of star jewels it reminds me they are like the multitude of exquisite moments in our lives.


As with the blackness of a clear night sky, in life's ''dark night' somehow the jewels sparkle that much brighter, are more precious.  In making my vow to become more aware of these jewel like exquisite moments, I have observed something, the more I look the more I notice with appreciation all the beauty this one life offers, its like peering into the night sky, new jewels are appearing constantly.

We can go through life without giving much attention to the fabulous canopy of stars, take them for granted, they're stars they've always been there.  Like those exquisite moments, we don't always recognise them as such but when we finally see them in their true setting the brilliance is overwhelming!

The lovely Jamie Ridler articulates it most beautifully today in her post, go read ~ My love letter to the World .

The most instrumental tool for me in building up this awareness and appreciation has been my camera and love affair with photography, it lends to observing and noticing little things that may otherwise go by without a thought, the more you notice the deeper you go into a world of both subtlety and stark contrasts, the merest change of light revealing new exquisite moments, bringing with it a rush of gratitude for having been a witness to it all!

Recent 'Exquisite Moments'



“Stars burn clear all night till dawn. 
Do that yourself, 
and a spring will rise in the dark 
with water your deepest thirst is for.”
~
Rumi

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Sunday, 2 December 2012

Gathering Myself

Today I'm taking a little me time,
doing what I love to do,
just digital
doodling.

My mind has been on dolls,
motherhood,
Mary and the
coming
season.



Recently an acquaintance posted about 'Rag Doll', this is me at the moment,
I feel a bit like a rag doll, the stuffing has been knocked out a little.
So I'm taking time to just be, to gather myself, to see
where I can patch things up a bit, maybe a dash of
rouge will do the trick!  I'm giving myself some
'Mary mother love'.




I'm sending back my thanks
via
Virgin a Day
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I once had a sweet little doll, dears,

The prettiest doll in the world;

Her cheeks were so red and so white; dears,
And her hair was so charmingly curled.

But I lost my poor little doll, dears,

As I played in the heath one day;

And I cried for her more than a week, dears;
But I never could find where she lay.

I found my poor little doll, dears,

As I played in the heath one day:

Folks say she is terrible changed, dears,
For her paint is all washed away,
And her arm trodden off by the cows, dears,
And her hair not the least bit curled:
Yet for old sakes' sake she is still, dears,
The prettiest doll in the world.

Friday, 30 November 2012

Minding the Gap



Let go of struggling
resolve to find clarity 
flee from one's own head


 Though I was a keen knitter years ago 
I couldn't master this loopy stitch pattern this week,
instead I was turning loopy myself!
 It had a strangle hold over me.
For two hours or so I determined to 
think it through, 
struggling the technique formula,
finally failing dismally 
I pulled the whole lot off the needles in frustration! 
I went away, left the struggle, 
but a curious thing then happened
as I stood with a quiet mind
 clarity and resolution appeared, fully formed!
Much the same as struggling with anything in life I find
getting out of one's own head 
allows for clarity! 

They call it 'minding the gap'.
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Friday, 23 November 2012

Truly Grateful


For what I received
I am most truly grateful
Haiku Forever!

Checking back I realise it is now over
two years since I posted my first haiku.
It has been a wonderful journey,
one that has brought richness
and wonder to my Fridays.

Meeting new creative minded
individuals has been a 
blessing for which I am
Truly Thankful.

Also grateful to the inspirational Rebecca who lovingly provides a place for us to gather. xxx


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Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Tree Pose ~ Food for Thought



I am a tree which stands by the path you tread.
If you can learn something from me stay awhile,
I cannot take you my way because my roots are in my own piece of ground,
and my branches reach up to my own personal sky.
If you wish to lean against me for some time and warm in the sun which filters through my leaves,
then share my stillness and become one with me.
Don't stay too long or part of yourself will become lost within me.
Do not take one of my branches to use as a prop,
for even I am unaware of which are strong or weak.
In looking at me, reflect in what you didn't know and make it your own truth.
I will not impede the path you tread but I hope I have helped to make your journey worthwhile.
~
Barbara Griggs

Pondering ~> This poem was quoted during yoga practice last week, to me it speaks very loudly.  In reviewing my life's paths, I have chanced upon various tree-like individuals and organisation that have gifted me in many ways for which I am grateful.  Whilst it is fair to say I have learned a great deal from my tree liaisons, I should also say on reflection I was perhaps too willing at times to be propped up by their grandiose story telling, leaning too far in and being too bound up with them, in fact becoming lost in them for awhile. 

One of the tell-tale signs of this happening shows up in a loss of identity, taking on someone else's or organisation's identity.  This can happen when their stories are so compelling that one can be swept along with gusto, wanting to tell the same story the same way, using their vocabulary like a parrot, only to realise sometime later in hindsight, No this does not sound like me, it is not my personal truth.

I simply have to remind myself of this every-time I read a new book, take up a new spiritual practice like yoga, or some other philosophy, even visiting other blog-sites, to embrace new accepted thoughts weaving them into my story, telling it in my way whilst leaving out anything that does not fit!

A mighty tree will not be offended, it is aware it has weaknesses too.

Sunday, 11 November 2012

Her Legacy

Seems strange that on the week I decided at last
to re-glue 'My Book of Belief', posted about here
 'Coming Unstuck'
That the person who inspired me to make
this book passed away.


It also seems strange that I should at
the same time be reading another of her motivational books
'End the Struggle and Dance with Life.

There have been many women who have inspired me here on-line and in book-form,
Susan Jeffers being one. She is renowned world-wide for the up-beat way she deals
with life's emotional struggles, bringing bite-size chunks of practical wisdom to
the fore.

One reason why her work appeals to me is that from what I read she did not pretend to 'know'
or speculate about the big questions in life such as 'where we came from',
'why we are here', or 'where we will go', in-fact like me, she took refuge and rest in the 'don't know'
but at the same time enthused about the Grand-Design of it all.

Susan has helped me enormously as well as many others worldwide, her work is now a legacy for those in need and for anyone interested in personal development.

RIP Susan Jeffers, October 7 1942 - October 27 2012.

Susan Jeffers.com


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Thursday, 8 November 2012

Flow~>

A river flowed through me today,
I noticed it as sun's shimmer danced on fragments of autumn,


threads, just hanging, dangling, waiting to be noticed enticing me to play.
Feeling the pull of the river, the flow,
I stayed for a while until light faded.


Meanwhile a restful haze surfaced revealing subtle creations of the mind,
only detected by those who allow the river to flow.





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Monday, 5 November 2012

Gently Gently...

One of those Mondays, things lined up..........

I had planned for yoga and a long overdue groom for the fur-boys,
but I was stuck.......... something was gluing me to a place of stillness,
I've experienced this 'stuck-feeling' before, I've learned to take notice of this feeling and
the message its sending to me, to listen to that small voice from within,
the one that knows the core of me, that sometimes I need to just be.

It has been a day of noticing subtlety, gentleness, I needed this too, to be gentle with myself.
I have learned over the years that I suffer from stimulation over-load and that I need to defuse this situation. I've learned that when everything is gearing you up to say 'Yes to the Universe' just sometimes you have to say No, not at the moment!



Have you found this yourself, days when everything seems too loud, too brash, too stressful?  You want to switch the world off!  The more I move with gentle souls both here on-line and otherwise, I feel the need to honour that voice within that says enough, I am enough for this day.


Friday, 2 November 2012

Dancing the Moments Between Raindrops

Rain is part of life, being able to spontaneously dance between the storms or showers is not always easy, it can't always be choreographed.



Last night I was thrilled to experience 'Tango Motion' at my home town venue The Winding Wheel.  It was a a red-hot affair featuring two of the world's leading Tango dancers plus musicians Tango Siempre with Argentinean singer Guillermo Rozenthuler!  The passion arousing moves from the Buenos Aires traditional through to Nuevo Tango made a powerful impact on me. The history of the dance was revealed through movement, music and narrative. 

Although the choreographed sequences were beautifully executed I was utterly smitten by the improvised or unrehearsed performance, where the female's role is to anticipate the male's lead.  The narrator explained this to be the pinnacle of Tango which relied upon years of practice by the dancers. The female being very sensitive to the male's every leaning and slightest nudge enabled them to move fluidly together in one sensuous unfurling, it was a very dramatic and emotion arousing story.

I got to thinking how this felt like those spontaneous moments in life when we relax into the flow of the next, trusting our senses to make moves most inline with our inner core. Trusting that what we need will be there, that all things are moving forward and unfolding exactly as they should.  The narrator explained further that the roots of Argentine Tango tapped into a place of pain, where Europeans remembered their beloved homeland.  

Tango is about expressing both painful and pleasurable emotions through passionate dance ~ much like life really! 



Monday, 29 October 2012

Gothic Weekend

The weather man had predicted chilly for higher ground, as we made our way over the moors an auspicious sky developed setting a moody tone for the weekend to come............



How I love the wild winds and changeable skies as they cast their shadows over the dying bracken moors. By the time we got to Horcum Hole the sky's drama had unleashed rain, hail and snow over Celeste, (our campervan), perfect for a Gothic Whitby Week. Get the flavour here.

We set up camp on the clifftop relaxing with a glass of red, soon slipping into our little cocoon bed listening to the wind and the hail on the metal roof, the feeling was wonderful, like ~ "rock a bye baby in the tree top when the wind blows the cradle will rock", and rock we did the whole night!

Next day was so cold, we layered up before venturing along the clifftop, talk about wild sea horses, those raging waves matched the angry skies, and I was lapping it all up.


The Abbey, living up to its eerie reputation was upon us suddenly at the end of the cliff walk, looking every bit haunted by stories of long ago...... Thrilling to the spectacle outside the Abbey grounds we realised there was something afoot!


St Mary's church stands just below the Abbey on the descent into Whitby town, I wasn't sure what to make of it at first when I caught sight of the bride's veil blowing in the wind, mingling with the raging sea background, it looked like something straight out of a period drama........




A Gothic wedding, I was enchanted and beside myself..........


Tearing myself away we descended down the 199 steps to the town itself where my love and I had just the most wonderful day................ sigh


We treated ourselves to cheese straws and curd tarts from a local bakery which we ate on the pier under our umbrella along with tea from the flask.......perfect!



Friday, 19 October 2012

Swooning over the Sun


I'm swooning over the sun, her magical performances,
the finale of twenty twelve..........
a year when the sun made few appearances here.........
when great swathes of grey dominated, more rain than not.........
still the rain made for strong growth, everything doubled in size.........
my little seeds of courage, faith, hope & trust all flourished, matured and bore fruit this year,
that's why my moments in the sun are all the more sweeter,
they maybe snatched away tomorrow but for now I'm savouring each one!

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Monday, 15 October 2012

Contemplating Grace at The Last Inn


A sense of place, you know what I mean?
You can't quite put your finger on it but it feels right like you belong,
something connects deep within saying 'home'.

We've been coming back to this old sailor's pub 'The Last Inn' for a few years now,
we want it to be our local, but we have to wait...........



We have to wait for tides to turn,
for sands to settle,
to reveal new contours of possibility.


At first the waiting room seemed small, cramped and dark, 
a place I did not want to be, yet the longer I sat there in that space, 
the more I became aware of light filtering through. 

 After adjusting my eyes I could see that light 
was illuminating voids where hopelessness had once lain,
  shining down and revealing Hope

It was as if the light had been waiting all along 
for the mind's barriers to be dismantled,
now with most of it's notions of darkness dispelled
 expansion could take place.

I read about it recently, 
I'm not sure where, but I think it's true,
it went something like this ~

"in order for Spirit to do it's work a space has to be cleared first  
 to make way for Grace to take root, to grow".




Thursday, 4 October 2012

Exactly




I'm going walk-about again,
thought I would leave you with something that stirs my soul, be sure to click.
If you have not experienced it before enjoy!
If you have, then enjoy again!

Bye bye for now :~) xxx

PS Please leave me a sign if you've been here and enjoyed!

PPS Before I go I must add this, if you have not seen this video, it is amaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaazing 
I don't usually rave, but for this one I make an exception! X


Monday, 1 October 2012

In My Element

It has been over a year since I collaged a dream or vision board,
something I have been meaning to do every full-moon 
along with Jamie Ridler and the other dreamers.

Yesterday was a busy one, Dougal Dog is now in the animal hospital,
they are watching him closely for fear the ulcer starts to melt,
this could be disastrous. 

I had intended to post my intuitive vision board last night 
but sleep won over!


To those not familiar with my practice, the process is totally intuitive:

I had no fresh collage materials in the house, (the images need to be fresh to your eyes for the purpose of intuiting!)  I bought a weekend newspaper, the type that have several coloured sections, travel, beauty, home etc.

I flip through the pages and whatever speaks I pull out, some images, some words, some I cut, some I rip. I clear a space on the table with my board in the centre, any board will do this one is just a piece of card, it is not important, it is not necessarily a work of art although it may become one! Then it could be applied to something stronger at a later stage. I mix my PVA glue to a thin consistency and start to apply the images/words intuitively!


I am always amazed at the end result, the messages or statements that surface. This particular board clearly reveals many of my current concerns and dreams.  I'm thinking of moving home but there are lots of question marks over this, it is not straight forward.  I sometimes feel afraid of the future, can seem dark at times!  The words that attract me become a message of support, an affirmation! 


I applied two dogs images, a sad dog and a happy dog, I'm reading happy endings to my boy's present situation, as I write we await the hospital's verdict of whether Dougal may come home today, or whether an expensive operation that we can ill afford is necessary!  Before he went into hospital after the vet took out the stitch to his third eyelid flap I hardly dare look into his affected eye for fear he was going to lose it, when I did it looked very strange.  I saw a red horizontal line of blood rising up across the eye. The vet had said this was a good sign as the blood cells were starting to heal the ulcer, never-the-less the appearance was alarming!  It seems so fitting that I should have applied the words 'Life it's in the Blood' and 'Discover' next to the dog images!

Intuitive art is the process of drawing up from within, it may be painting, writing or in this case collage, it is my preferred medium, I never know what will land on the board what my inner higher Self wants to bring forth, reveal!

Whilst composing this post my daughter has been very tense waiting for a phone call, I reassured her Dougal would be alright ~ lo and behold the phone has just rung, he can come home at 3.30 pm, the ulcer has shrunk!

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Friday, 28 September 2012

Thirsting



I'm thirsting for love,
light and possibility,
all in that order.

I am a glass half full kind of person, but I dream of possibility.
I have more than my share of love and light, however I dream of
being more at peace with myself, knowing that possibility is
within arms reach.

“Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you have imagined.”

Henry David Thoreau

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Wednesday, 26 September 2012

Coming Unstuck

This is 'My Book of Belief', that is what I called it,
an altered book that I constructed a number of years ago.
I made it as part of my therapy, an alphabet of positive affirmations.




I love this book, I love how the light shines on the foiled strips, on the sparkly bits and the ribbons.  Of late the strips have become unstuck, they're dropping off. I did intend to re-glue them, but then I started to notice something, a new attraction to the way the book looked.  I started to see the book in a different light, I saw an added dimension, a different element of beauty that the passing of time had bestowed.

My attitude and outlook has changed since I assembled these pages too, although the book is filled with positive affirmations, intentions and rosy thoughts, I have somewhat revised my opinion of 'positive outlooks'. The 'Law of Attraction' for example, this was something I used to enthuse about around the same time I made this book. I could see it so clearly then, how 'the law' worked, what you focus on you get more of!  That idea was as bright and shiny as my sparkling affirmations, no place for doubts, worry, or any other negative feelings, so I thought. 

My reality has changed somewhat, I have come to see things differently. I know there are and will be times when I will feel like my life has become unstuck, when things seem to be falling apart and that I will give way to worry and doubt, I have come to accept this.  I am okay with it because I have begun to appreciate that this too is a part of me, a part of my human makeup, of who I am.  I have come to realise there's a place for all of our emotions, they are a part of the whole human experience.

I will of course re-glue these strips before they drop off completely and get lost, the same with my feelings and emotions, I will sit with them awhile, see the worth of them, the message they have for me, the actions I need to take or not take whichever the case may be! I will then return to my journey until I feel the need to readjust again, fine tune.................. it's an ongoing process..........



Tuesday, 25 September 2012

Frayed

Our boy Dougal Dog
has had three operations on his one eye this past week!
Poor boy we feel so sorry for him, we have to apply drops five times a day too!



Somehow he managed to rub the first stitches loose despite this huge collar! A different vet applied new stitches under sedation, they pulled through the third eyelid this time despite our vigilant watch! Could have been a faulty technique so they haven't charged for the third op. Yesterday he had more surgery, we now take it in turn for Dougal Duty, we have to be aware of his every move, a moment ago I turned my back for one second and he somehow got his back paw inside this cone, I feel sick every-time I check his eye in-case it happens again, my nerves are raw!

We are also on flood watch here, we had the furniture off of the floor last night on the table top,
we spent the whole evening checking the stream levels.

My girl continues to make progress with her own health issues but because we are all here confined with these continual crises, we rub shoulders with each other and sometimes there's a chaffing.

At the moment life seems pants, sucks whichever way I view it!
There I got it off my chest!!!

However, I don't want to leave you on a sour note,
that would never do, they say in the dark there is always "a crack for the light to enter" ~ Cohen 


































So here's my crack,
my light,
 my escape route,
not the wine of-course the camera,
all the same a little drop does help with frayed nerves!


Friday, 21 September 2012

Together



Together we can
travel to the stars and back,
we are soul-sisters.


This week has been one full of emotion for me,
but I have come to appreciate even more the sparkles in my life.

My online sisters and the occasional brother, are you reading me Joe! ;~)
&
My yoga mat mates,
&
My fleshly sister, we are quite a few years apart age wise,
when I was growing up she was already married.
Dallas, (isn't that a super name?) lived overseas for about twenty years 
so when she returned to the UK we had to get to know each other all over again!
Next week we are going to a posh hotel dinner & dance,
today I'm on my way over to hers, 
we are going to talk ~

shoes'n'frocks

this is the nickname my love gave me when I was a slip of a lass,
my proper name being Susan Fox.

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Wednesday, 19 September 2012

Time

Time hung so heavy the day before,
I was so very anxious at the vet's appointment,
I think I had anticipated the worst,
"yes the ulcer is deeper, I think we need to move to the next option now".


This morning we got up early for the op,
we left our dear Dougal in the consultation room,
his claws tried to grip the floor in a get-away as the nice lady vet coaxed him to stay.
We both retreated through the door in silence.
The traffic lights were on green, I had to nudge her,
"we should go" I said, both teary eyed.
We'd been in this place before
when he was a pup, they sewed his inner eyelids together
to save his sight, it was a success then
but no guarantees this time!

Why do I get so emotional?

Is it because this boy owns a piece of both our hearts?
Sharing the ups and downs the traumas
my girl and I have been through this past five years!
I'm not sure why we are so bound together,
but my heart is in my hand over this little chap and her!

He has to keep what they call an Elizabethan collar on for 14 days,
my love calls it his 'lampshade' , he hates it and with his one
working eye he looks so pitiful! Jasper the other dog
won't go near him, he must think he's an alien!

Still we did see some positive signs this day ~

sparkles in the rain,
a rainbow,

two signs ~
 'Jesus loves you'
& 'God's heart burns with so much love for you',
& a big heart sign over my home town,
two magpie birds flew before our windscreen winding down the lane!



Sunday, 16 September 2012

Time for Change


I've taken down that old wallpaper
I'm lightening-up this house
paring-down
simplifying
making space
for expansion ~>

My abstract thoughts
skimmed the waters of time,



landing in the pool of purpose,
sinking to depths of deep emotion,
settling like solitary flint stones in a heap of silence.
Waiting, waiting for the water's bathing, the caressing, the calming and the lightening.


After the waiting they came, surfacing upwards and outwards,
rippling in ever increasing circles, rising, one beautiful thought giving birth to another
until they all merged into the oneness of Self at water's edge, a place called paradise.



Tonight at 9pm we'll be settling down to:

Apple pie & cream
+
 New season's
 'Downton Abbey' 


Yummy :~)

Linking with
Postcards from Paradise