A self-reflection.Trained in cartography, wanted to be a fine Artist, toyed with psychology, Trained as a counselor, wanted to be a Hairdresser, toyed with herbalism, Trained in homemaking, wanted to be a landscape artist, toyed with floristry, Trained in communication, wanted to be a storyteller, toyed with mysticism. Oh wait I already do all these … Continue reading My little bit of heaven.
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Gratitude to All Nurturance
Considering my routes The roots of forget-me-not Start at the very beginning Mother, Creator, Great Witness, Watched over me; my ways And how I was formed. Loved me into being Every step of the way. Grandmothers come before Mothers, And great Grandmothers before, Watching hands, waiting in patience Heart glowing with pride. It just takes … Continue reading Gratitude to All Nurturance
Everybody Knows (after Leonard Cohen)
What have you been working on? Everybody knows I'm working on dreams. Everybody knows what I've been working on, Everybody knows how it grows. First you knock it down, it's an intervention. Then you build it up, and it's a renovation That's how it goes, that's how it grows. Everybody knows that our lives go … Continue reading Everybody Knows (after Leonard Cohen)
I don’t give up on the important things.
What’s the trait you value most about yourself? Have you ever been sailing on a yacht, the sails billowing and harnessing the wind; wind buffeting the sails and groaning or whistling over the sheets (ropes for anyone who doesn't know what sheets are); spray flying at you as the bough crashes over the waves; the … Continue reading I don’t give up on the important things.
My Fictitious Little Shop of Delights.
If you were going to open up a shop, what would you sell? In my little shop you would find whatever delighted you because, you see my dear friend, at the threshold of my door stands Empathy, Discernment and Intuition. In a magical moment matter materializes into whatever you are searching for as they quickly … Continue reading My Fictitious Little Shop of Delights.
Weary
"Why is my soul so tired?" I ask myself, the Weary one. "Because I poured my heart and soul out. Now I have run dry," Weary one Answered. "Was it worth running dry? To give so much that there was no sustenance left for yourself?", I asked again. "I am not sure." Bowing her head … Continue reading Weary
Growing Older and your Future You
Growing old is quite a thingYou can feel sad when you look at the lossesEven feel mad at the processYou can feel scared about the futureEven hopeless about the overture It's OK to embrace the future by mourning the pastIt's OK to celebrate your past winsas you let go of what's left behind. In order to … Continue reading Growing Older and your Future You
Prompt: What I most enjoy about writing
What do you enjoy most about writing? What I enjoy the most about writing Is working through my landscape Of my inner world with words.. Be it thoughts, Feelings or observations, As well as dreams. I do this by recording them. As I write, thoughts Come to the tips of my fingers And spill out … Continue reading Prompt: What I most enjoy about writing
What Brings Me Peace
What brings you peace? What is true peace? Not the type of peace attained By placating, eating, or addiction Dulling the senses in senseless ways. These to me are fleeting states. What brings me peace Lies within Grace Good relationships with those I love, Those in my Community, with the Earth and God above. If … Continue reading What Brings Me Peace
Some things that fill me with joy.
Walking, seeing the billowing clouds marching across the landscape, Sun on my back Birds in the hedge Butterflies flitting from flower to flower Rose-hips rusty red mixed with thistles lilac and prickly River glistening the ripples in the sun Gusty wind tugging at the leaves Breathing deeply as I walk fast Thinking, mind wandering over … Continue reading Some things that fill me with joy.
Morag Noffke 