28/10/22 Trauma’s Stooge Old Trauma came visiting in the night Gave me quite a fright New Insight took control Gave Trauma quite a fight. Now I know I am stronger than my Trauma even when it visits in the night My Insight gives me control, I’m no longer Trauma’s Stooge.
Bereavement
Mother
Happy Birthday Mom, 20 10 2022 Dear Mom, I miss you since you died, 3 years ago – I missed you even before you died, for several years when you went deaf and we could no longer have our conversations. Your being deaf was a barrier to our wonderful conversations about life. I miss our … Continue reading Mother
The Garment and Entrapment
This next artwork is part of last year's collection of artworks which I did during working in the course Art of Individuation. I started it in 2017 but finally finished it during the course. This artwork which I made and named “The Garment” is not to be worn, but rather, symbolically to be taken off. … Continue reading The Garment and Entrapment
Raw Emotional Abrasion.
Poetry Style: 2/4/6/2 Aquarian Yes it's True I feel bad Euthanasia guilt Is real "You didWhat you felt bestThe kindest thing to do"They say Very Little comfort In my reality. Remorse Does not Help bring them back; It's just a fantasy. Feel stuck. You need,ApparentlyTo embrace compassionTo heal. BeforeYou mourn acceptYou did the best you … Continue reading Raw Emotional Abrasion.
How do we say goodbye?
Zoe, our family dog, once Siobhan's dog. 2022 Zoe 2022. Zoe and me cuddles. 2022. I lie beside my canine friend And stare up into the canopy of my private bower Watching butterflies flitter-flutter And birds sounding like squeaky dog toys. Leaves quiver shiver In the hot autumn breeze. I cuddle our family dog Taking … Continue reading How do we say goodbye?
December 2021 check-in
I wonder how you are all doing now that it is almost the end of the year. My blogging ground to a halt when I started the Art of Individuation course which I had hoped to give you some more feedback by now. In the last week of the course our plans for moving crystalized … Continue reading December 2021 check-in
A Postcard Stirs up Fond Memories.
https://churchwritinggroup.files.wordpress.com/2016/11/gwen_john_a_corner_of_the_artists_room_in_paris_cardiff.jpg Painting by Gwen John, a corner of the artists room in Paris. A Postcard Stirs up Fond Memories. (This was first written for the my group of writing friends in response to the prompt of the painting by Gwen John , A corner of the artist's room in Paris.) The image of the empty … Continue reading A Postcard Stirs up Fond Memories.
Reflection on Past, Present and Future.
As a river we flow from the Source to the End reflecting the terrain we are embedded in. We experience "the before", live in "the now" and ponder on "the after" or more commonly known as the past, present and future... Flowing ever forward We move from old routines to new practices: The Now is … Continue reading Reflection on Past, Present and Future.
Sailing: Inner Grounding
Sailing is fun. I used to go sailing with Fritz Nebe, when I was a teenager (+/-1978 - 1981). I learnt all about sailing and adventure, thanks to him. We sailed from Simon's Town to Hout Bay; and from Hout Bay to Saldanha Bay. There we spent many weekends sailing and swimming in Langabaan Lagoon. … Continue reading Sailing: Inner Grounding
Shells
Letting go. And so as spring returns to the southern hemisphere so does my spring-cleaning continues with renewed fervor. At the same time my mind creatively processes my life from beginning to end. I collected shells and dead insects from when I was in junior school till recently. Oddly insects are also like shells, they … Continue reading Shells
Morag Noffke 
