May we be bold and courageous in the face of change; Taking discerning, determined steps Even when malaise would rather take over. When we were little children growing up we faced changed all the time; that is the way of growing towards maturity. We took on the challenge of new everyday actions, like sitting or … Continue reading Be bold and courageous.
Photo by Cindy Gustafson on Pexels.comPhoto by Luke Morgan on Pexels.comPhoto by Brad Wilkins on Pexels.com Enough! I’m free Of all this worldly clutter Clinging and dragging and frowning, Of social messages making requirements To be the same or different To be better, to improve All the clanging and banging and drowning My voice out; … Continue reading Enough freedom
I am (from) of Scottish/Germanic origin. Creative hands crafting thread, leather, wood and paints. Wordsmith shaping poems, songs and stories. We love nature and are the salt of the earth While still dreaming of utopia. Ours is a deep knowing That we have purpose And a confidence in our Source, The Heavenly Creator. Photo by … Continue reading ‘I am from’ Poem
In honour of Margaretha Armstrong.My memorial candle. I want to thank you for your response to my post on How do we grieve. I appreciated the connection which was shared. I decided to light a memorial candle to honour my mother’s life that ended on 7th October 2019. Since it is the first anniversary I … Continue reading My first anniversary candle
Margaretha Bertha van Riet (Margareet Armstrong) Wellwood Caldwell Armstrong. Also known as Joe in South Africa. As I mentioned in one of my last posts that my mother died last year October – 7th October to be exact. I am not going to tell you what an amazing person she was or how I miss … Continue reading How do we grieve?
Photo by Negative Space on Pexels.com May we have the freedom to choose, and the wisdom to know when to do what is required of us, or when to exert our freedom for then we are truly free from manipulation and immaturity. We are only free to choose when we can look at things from … Continue reading Freedom to choose and wisdom to know…
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com Metamorphosis demands I grow It feels like velcro clinging to my old ways inside and out complexity, so much going on so much hanging-on mind-sets ingrained want to let go not easy though they seem to be holding me like velcro pulling, prising, plucking, tugging, twisting, ripping, peeling, tweezing , … Continue reading Metamorphosis demands…
Wellwood Caldwell Armstrong, 1969Morag's drawing 1969This was the house we lived in, in Hout Bay, Western Cape. Clown by WC Armstrong, 1968Clown by Morag Armstrong 1968 As it is Father’s day I would like to wish all the fathers a very happy day. I hope you feel cherished. I was also thinking about my father. … Continue reading Fathers make an impact
M. Noffke.Mushrooms in my garden, Morag Noffke. Here is my little colony of mushrooms; a surprise find in my garden. They are like my thoughts and ideas mushrooming and popping up in my head. I like walking in forests because I find interesting things to draw. Forest photography and forest bathing are some of my … Continue reading My mushrooms
HAIKU Joy heard in presence autumn rustling in the wind bird song-twittering. 'Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it everyday.' -Henri Nouwen. Take care - Choose Joy, it is your gift. Bird song-twittering.