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This is just a little test, I’m missing bloglandia!

A friendly street light illuminates the dark path as does bright hellos! Just dropping in dears to say hello to all at Haiku my Heart, everyone in the haiku home, to say you are never far away from my thoughts those of you in the circle of friends in the birthplace of my ongoing love for small words with large meaning. Have a lovely weekend... love from foxysue Recuerda mi Corazon

Stepping out Sunday though nation is mourning, we put best foot forward... Today before posting my daily haiku on Instagram I was shocked to learn of yet another terror attack in the capital city London, 7 slaughtered and 48 injured, this only days after the Manchester killings. At the very moment I was viewing this on-line a pigeon, in flight, slammed into my window causing me to feel a sudden fear, heightening the fear- feeling for those innocent people... Later the prime-minister Theresa May declared on a news bulletin that "enough is enough" and that new measures must be taken to counter this....  As she counted out four ways these measures must take place I was feeling a sense of frustration that no doubt countless millions of others must feel in the face of these senseless acts of violence. I was thinking what can I as one person do?  My small act of posting one image on Instagram with the above haiku seemed so insignificant and I felt the message of ...

Well here I am again!  Wonder of wonders that I am even showing up at all in this little blog wilderness having uprooted my faithful old friend Finding my Bliss by way of messing up the template!  The one who safely sailed me through Bloglandia for all of those years was interfered with in an abrupt manner (see previous post).   I know it may sound silly but I feel like I am grieving for what was my sanctuary and residence, I am feeling kind of lost with nothing familiar to cling to, but alas I do have one place that is very much like home and so there I will share a little haiku with my friends... By way of haiku navigate a place called home the 'heart' gathering... On the subject of home and the insecurity of having no solid ground to tread on, that's where I am finding myself at present as I'm in the throws of purchasing a new home and going through a very sticky patch with the legalities of it all.  It's going at a snail's pace and I...

Hi to anyone who's out there, anyone who's listening! I will forgive you for thinking you are in the wrong place because that's how it feels to me too... I had gotten so stuck in the mud with the old look Finding my Bliss blogspot that I had to do something about it, I needed to get my mojo back and so the idea was to go for a new look template. That's when disaster struck, yikes!  The seven years of my beautiful blog nearly went down the plug hole, that is to say I nearly deleted her after everything got into an almighty muddle...   All of the formatting I had painstakingly laboured over on previous posts to get 'the look' now looked extremely messy... Just one click of the delete button was so very near!  I thought who will bother to read it anyway after all of this time in limbo and now that blogging is not cutting edge anymore and most of my previous contacts have already given up, why should I continue and why should I sort it out anyway?  But I got th...

Comfy and cosy feeling all loved up in the comfort of haiku... Just a quick line this week but thought I'd mention 'Doris' the storm that hit our shores.  On our walk through the church yard this morning there was quite a bit of damage, mainly to the trees up-rooting one altogether so that's why my Jasper and me are snuggling up till spring... Happy weekend all haiku lovers... Haiku my Heart Recuerda mi Corazon

On grey, wavering days be opening your gate to love speak consolingly.. . It's a whole month since I posted here and to tell you the truth it's hard, very hard... I so want to carry on posting but what with the lack of 'blogtivity' these days I'm finding it depressing. I knew things would take on a downward spiral when bloggers began to switch off their comments buttons for whatever reason, internet trolls etc... I don't really understand this? If anyone would like to enlighten me on something I'm missing? Personally I feel if people take the time to read my posts at my invitation then surely it is a two way street that should allow for response and feedback which builds up and strengthen the bonds of communication so needed in our world... Now after my little rant, getting that off of my chest I'm glad to report while on the subject of communication and words that I'm feeling a really positive vibe about my latest endeavor in...

Bare winter branches bathed in mystical moonshine stirring some magic! Hello and a Happy New Year to you and yours... I feel like a stranger to this online space it being nearly two months since I last tapped the keys here. I've been living a kind of nomadic existence recently flitting between houses with the addition of my new little tin home that perches on a Welsh hillside overlooking the ocean. What with Christmas and New Year I have been sleeping in random beds! The acquisition of my tin home is something I have dreamed about for ages and now it has come to pass so I've been bathing in ocean magic.... Something else that has kept me creatively occupied lately is my regular postings on Instagram, I have taken to posting haiku and images there as a meditative practice which satisfies both my need to create and also to focus, I have set the intention to continue this practice for 2017 and also to research the subject, perhaps write about my findings here as I b...

Winged things on my mind bringing messages of peace but mostly of TRUST #Artistsforlove   is an on-line movement where the overriding principle is one of love and belonging to which I am happy to add my name....   Also linking with Haiku my Heart ~ the Home of inclusion. Recuerda mi Corazon  

Usually in photography I practice the concept of noticing the moments and what arises and arrives spontaneously as opposed to a staging experience i.e. purposefully choosing a subject to capture. Picking up the camera when something hits my radar of perception is second nature and this in turn mostly leads to the pleasurable treasures of intuitive photography.  Recently due to the exceptional brilliance of the autumn sun through my windows there have been lots of opportunities to capture the clarity of shadows or their subtlety for that matter! Shadow photography is a favourite form of imaging for me.  However, I wanted to make the shots a little more defined for added interest so this lead me to try manufacturing the outcome, or in other words staging!  This doesn't come naturally to me during a photography experience for it touches on the subject of control, taking me out of the comfort zone of going with a meditative flow and into the area of thinking or a cognitiv...

Nothing's black & white all a matter of shading as filtered by light... I love a bit of black and white, clear cut lines of thought, no clutter, yes this is appealing to me at the moment!   Wanting to see my way clearly through the hazy outlines of reality, the grey shaded areas of dense not knowing! I  should have known life is not really like that at all but a multiplex of every shade imaginable!  What I need is the light of wisdom to discern! To qualify the preceding! I'm feeling lost and overwhelmed by my current situation! I have put all of my eggs into one basket by concentrating my efforts on finding a new home for myself at the expense of my spiritual creative practice! Today I decided to take stock and bring myself here to the place where I know that losing myself in the moment with creative exploration will yield results which on this occasion was a black and white image based haiku. Being in a place of not knowing can be scary and ...

Visiting the Welsh coast the other week we came upon a gorgeous quaint 'Reading Room' on the seafront.  I wasn't quite sure whether or not to enter as it looked private but had the words 'Please close the door' posted outside so this told me otherwise, I bravely stepped inside to find the most unusual public reading room, just like someone's parlour with stunning ocean views. What a wonderful community facility I thought imagining myself getting comfy in the armchair by the window reading some mysterious seaside adventure novel.  This dedicated reading room made me think about the power of words and writing... Did you ever fall in love with a few little words that tumbled out of the blue sparking off some random synapse connections giving you that 'aha' feeling? An epiphany that perfectly encapsulates something hidden, some concept that up until that point you only knew intuitively, that you had never joined the dots before? I heard such a sent...

Grounded in Haiku Comforted in Connection Conjures Holy Hush Linking with ~> Haiku my Heart Recuerda mi Corazon

I have a need... I have a need within that feels like it's going to jump right out of my chest if I don't find a way of bringing forth it's yearning via some creative form.  I'm never sure if it wants to be poetry, prose or pictures, usually one spurs the other but if it is not acted upon it builds in intensity that feels so uncomfortable... I turn to my photo files for inspiration as I'm feeling doubtful at this point, being in a low frame of mind, doubtful of my own ability to create!  Did I ever create anything worthy of putting out there I ask myself? Of course I needn't worry for everything is there, every click of the shutter recorded, every moment I birthed some magic from my lens, I see it anew with the same sense of awe and wonder as if it was yesterday, and so today I can do the same. I can recreate the blissful state that nourishes at will... It's not surprising that I have this craving to create, that I feel this way, it is an inbuilt ...

"I don't know why people expect art to make sense,  when they accept the fact that life doesn't make sense."     David Lynch - City of Absurdity . Sometimes it's good to escape into abstraction, the place where you can just be... There doesn't have to be a reason just an intuition that your are in the right place, on the right track.... It doesn't have to make sense to anyone including yourself, it's all about the feeling of oneness and spontaneity with the work itself as it is working itself out, or freeing the thing that dwells deep within, a surfacing of that unique expression, the voice that is yours.

Messy, LIFE IS MESSY I thought pondering back over the events of the weekend when my 4 year old granddaughter's disapproving face said it all as she looked on at her new brother's first 'messy' nappy! I laughed at her innocence but got to thinking why do we find it so hard to accept the messy-ness of life? Why is our natural inclination set to the default of wanting everything to be just so? I will admit to having the perfectionist, idealist gene but I'm wondering if it is a genetic inheritance or something learned from childhood, social conditioning etc?   When I moved into my current home I felt this place was 'meant to be' although I knew it was only to be a temporary home as my real dream lay by the coast somewhere but for the time being things were as good as they could be for I had everything I needed here in this my sanctuary.  I felt really secure and peaceful in this tiny flat perched in a treetop canopy, I could take as long as I needed...

Meditation Morn My Dreamscape Meanderings Heavenly pass~time  I rose early the first morning at dawn, although I'm not sure if it was dawn really as Norway is after all the land of the midnight sun!  Anyway it was an exceptional time to experience the fjords we were told so I crept out of the cabin, being careful not to disturb my sleeping partner and up onto the open deck.   I was the first to appear, only the staff were out arranging the loungers. What a wonderful feeling almost alone on this massive liner feeling totally in awe of both my traveling home and the deep fjord waters we were slipping silently through. I climbed up the stairs to the highest deck and stood in absolute amazement at the sheer beauty of this place, I thought I could hear some kind of faint mysterious musical notes, to this day I'm still not sure whether this was my imagination going into overdrive at the whole mystical experience or a distant melody carrying through on th...

Hello Petals, I'm back from the most beautiful of experiences ever.... As a child I sat spell bound in my classroom listening to the teacher's description of far-away places where  rivers flowed through mountain passes by means of some strange sounding water-way ~  the fjords, I visited the land of my dreams ~ Norwegian Dreamscape ~ Dawn has me breathless, awed and silenced, standing  in reverence  I slip seamlessly through Slipping seamlessly through  this watery dreamscape where bliss moments rise and merge with the blue Bliss moments merging into timeless reflections in this beautiful dreamscape  I'm suspended, I stare, I see seven sisters falling over rocky hard places rushing cascading then vanish in mid ~ air All bow in respect for the vanishing ladies, the rocky hard places,  the Divine hand that hewed this beautiful dreamscape  where  my spirit is floating  like  some  slow motion mo...

This thing called grief, what is it ?     Is it something to fight and conquer or subdue like it's an enemy wanting to hold you down, keep you in it's grip, stifle the life out of you? This is how I have been feeling, like I am held down and captive from fully engaging with life, and yet, there is this ~> Tinkling, there is this faint awareness of something out there, or perhaps within, or maybe both but it is always there wanting to connect... It is both magical and mystical in nature and I know it can become tangible, these days it is mostly elusive but as long as it calls to me I know I am alive! It is somewhat like the siren calls of mystical mermaids in Greek mythology, beautiful and alluring but perhaps with a hint of risk attached. I have some clues where this thing dwells it can be found in the filtered light coming through some open door or window ~> Today I came across this beautiful video through an open window, a chance meeting in my life, a c...

  The need to release is here, the time to say, to give vision a voice to honour the now ~>                      It is two years since my dreams came to a halt, when my expanding dream container got closed tight, so tight like it was sealed and I hadn't the strength to open it... It is still closed but I see the beauty of it alluring me, it is close to my heart nestled upon the silken threads that are covering a place that yearns to breathe free and easy so as to retrieve something lost, something precious, but constrained.  A strange thing happened today, someone knocked on my door asking who owned the field behind my home as there was a sheep stranded and bleating with it's head trapped between the barbed wire. I was able to point her in the right direction for the sheep's release I'm glad to say but instantly I, being at a heightened emotional state became overwhelmed by the plight of the sheep and turned...