Again I reflect upon the change of seasons and my internal season. I do detect incremental changes. It's time to celebrate with an expression unedited from my soul in art and a poem. The leaves of trees budBirds dance and twitter with joyMy heart is laughing My art is moving Art-thaw of winter cracks wide … Continue reading Joyful Spring
Poems
Slivers of Joy
The author reflects on the importance of taking pauses in daily life, contrasting past rush with newfound appreciation for quiet moments. Through this practice, they enjoy simple joys, like sunshine and birdsong, while questioning activities that enrich their life. Emphasizing mindfulness, they encourage others to recognize their own moments of joy.
The Sun Rises Out of the Dark
"Faith is the bird that feels the light when the dawn is still dark.” – Rabindranath Tagore It is easy to feel weighed down by personal problems or world events but what I know I need to do is turn my face towards the light when the dawn is still dark. Here is my letter-poem … Continue reading The Sun Rises Out of the Dark
Winter Poem
Almost winter's Shortest day The frost liesOn the leeward face.As the low sun traversesAlong the rolling hill topsBarely making it before noon And exiting just as soon.Sun goes down Mist rolls inWe're set for Another Long Night It is14.40 I thought I wouldn't post again till January but I had a bit of spare time … Continue reading Winter Poem
The Road…
As I drive to my destination along the River Tweed My heart settles...I can see the farmland and the rolling hills Softened by the damp air.It hasn't rained today but everything is still wet from the day before.The winter-green is greener Than I imagined were possible.The buildings, grey, to match the day.It's a two o'clock … Continue reading The Road…
My Friday Studio:Sitting in My studio
Today was a time for mostly resting and connecting; connecting with my old journals as I puttered around. It's only as we slow down that we find the gems to share with each other.That was today's studio time. When I sit... When I sit in the sunBy the window Slowly sipping my teaI feel the … Continue reading My Friday Studio:Sitting in My studio
First Snow, This Morning
We have snow On the hillsOpposite us. Just a dusting. Like icing sugar Sprinkled on a cake. The river flowsSalmon pinkunder the sun riseAnd dogs playIn the park below.No wonder DJumped back into bedFeeling like an icicle As he cuddled close to me.Now the earth prepares To sleep under Blankets of snow I find myself … Continue reading First Snow, This Morning
The Healing Space Between Two People
The narrative reflects on an individual's initial therapy session and the profound impact of being listened to. The author expresses how the therapeutic relationship, characterized by unconditional positive regard, facilitated healing and self-acceptance. This connection began to reshape their self-perception and interactions with others, emphasizing the importance of empathy in healing.
Wedding Anniversary Month, poem from 2020
My Love 22 April 2020My love,He gets better with ageMy love she’s a magnificent communicatorMy love cares every momentOur love is OneSupport and Freedom weaving their wayInto a stronger container of space for all needs.Our love is continuous so long as we nurturer it.Our love expands into the freedom that we give it.Our love never … Continue reading Wedding Anniversary Month, poem from 2020
Chronic Illness
Sometimes it's best to work with what is happening in one's body than to fight it. Let your body heal, treat it kindly, and give your mind some freedom from all the shoulds, have to's and expectations. Hold yourself with Compassion and Kindness. Blaming, shaming and guilt are cruel. They don't get you anywhere. What … Continue reading Chronic Illness
Morag Noffke 