One night in Malawi I cried myself to sleep because I felt like a spoiled brat: here I was whining about taking so long to get to our destination while we witnessed utter poverty; I just wasn’t enjoying all the endless driving and searching for the best place while I felt uncomfortable seeing all the … Continue reading Searching for an ATM in Malawi.
The Journey
Metamorphosis demands…
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…
Monumental Metamorphosis
A section of a personal image, by Morag Noffke. Change... I realize I am facing loss of many things. I wonder if you are too? It is that time of life for me. Wading through heavy stuff. I feel like I am going through a metamorphosis on a grand scale. It is like a slow … Continue reading Monumental Metamorphosis
Traveling and Finding new friends.
The second night at Lake Malawi we stayed at Palm Beach. Finding new friends along the way added enjoyable memories. We met a Dutch couple, Gabi and Art, who lived in Tanzania. They were well seasoned travelers and it was really interesting to hear their travel tales. In comparing notes, on this particular trip they … Continue reading Traveling and Finding new friends.
Taking time for yourself.
btfHome fire burning, By Morag Noffke.Photo by Ivan Bertolazzi on Pexels.com Some of you may have noticed that I haven’t posted anything in a couple of weeks. It seems like the usual thing is to apologize about but I don’t see anything wrong with taking a break if you need one. I guess if I … Continue reading Taking time for yourself.
Lake Malawi, stepping in the light.
Sunlight skipping Across the lake Like silver-blue sequins shimmering: Material waiting to be used for a ball gown. Then the sun goes down. Lake Malawi, by Morag NoffkeLake Malawi, sun sparkling, by Morag Noffke. Sun across Lake Malawi, by Morag Noffke Gazing over Lake Malawi, I see little lights everywhere at night. As the darkness … Continue reading Lake Malawi, stepping in the light.
Self-doubt
Black and white pen sketch, 2015, Morag Noffke. Putting plans into actions Is much like sowing seeds My critical thoughts Attack my ideas Like birds pecking At seeds, Eating away at my own goodness. How many seeds are left to grow? If I want to see a harvest I need to to put up a … Continue reading Self-doubt
Independent and Strong.
Daisy, 2015 pencil crayon by Morag Noffke I came into the world alone I stand firm Independent and strong Making my own choices They are my power I have roots That ground me And leaves That energize and restore me I hold my head of petals up To the Light I receive Its rays And … Continue reading Independent and Strong.
We have the choice.
First image I created this mixed media image in 1981 (oil pastel, charcoal and conte’, and acrylics). I was unmarried at the time and was Morag Armstrong. The guide lines were to show the light and shadows on white objects and one dark object. The still life was set out: two white shells, one white … Continue reading We have the choice.
The tale of two markets.
Day 22 (June 2013) Before we left our first destination at Lake Malawi we witnessed an intriguing task performed just outside the building next to our car. A worker stuck two wires into an outside electric outlet and to fasten them in place he used a pencil in each hole. He then proceeded to walk … Continue reading The tale of two markets.
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