Soul Poem: dialogClose your eyesBreathe inBreathe outIn and outListen to the rushing of the windOr the cars go past.Listen to the gurgle of the brookOr the child laugh.Listen to a little play.Soul says: here I am, I am here.Body says:here I am, I am here. Triune is: body mind and soulTriune is: me myself and … Continue reading Dialog
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Time for a change
Anyone who drives a manual car will understand it becomes obvious when it's time to change gears. When one is a learner driver it might happen that the gears are revving high before the learner realizes it's time to change. And sometimes in life we keep going in high revs because we are not attuned … Continue reading Time for a change
Wintering My Soul
Slow down my SoulDecember is upon us we have experienced first snow of the seasonweather waits for no-oneone afternoon we leftthe house - little flakesfell to the ground and meltedWe arrived at our destinationwhite blanketing the worldwhat an amazing frosty adventure! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=87ba9R4fNgw My Soul is grateful for this seasontime to reflecttime to embraceempty space of … Continue reading Wintering My Soul
When I look into your eyes…
What is one thing you would change about yourself? When I look into your eyesI feel I don't need to change a thing I feel alright Because of you When I hear your kind words I know that you accept me as I am I am alright andI know you know it tooBut if I … Continue reading When I look into your eyes…
Antidote to Human Madness
I wish or pray for World Peace. My heart aches and breaks Under the weight Of seeing humans fighting. My wish or prayers are to end greed, The endless gobbling up By the empty desperate souls Which in turn causes the starvation of our Brothers. And lastly I wish and pray for the sane unselfish … Continue reading Antidote to Human Madness
My little bit of heaven.
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.
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.
Morag Noffke 