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
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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.
Soul Poem: Why – to breathe is a luxury
Explanation: I am currently following a 5 day writing challenge and this was part of two exercises. Recently I saw some images on the news which upset me. In my exercises I was presented Rumi’s poem: Some kiss we want and Camille T. Dangy’s poem Characteristics of life and then I wrote this response to … Continue reading Soul Poem: Why – to breathe is a luxury
Last taste of Portugal
Saying good bye to new friends made and Portugal Our host, Paulo, offered us a traditional dinner of sardines cooked over the fire by a neighboring farmer and bread baked locally by another farmer. This was our last night spent altogether at Monte da Largo and it was a wonderful occasion to get to know … Continue reading Last taste of Portugal
Traveling in Portugal: Beach day, Praia da Princesa
6th June, Beach day: Praia da Princesa Best beach Best people Refreshing water Long stretching sands Warm sun Fun Laughter Building bonds Supporting acceptance Warm feelings In the moment Stop Relax Unwind My happy day Lunch at Praia da Princesa I was keen to try the local cuisine while we were in Portugal and wanted … Continue reading Traveling in Portugal: Beach day, Praia da Princesa
Being together in Portugal
My third memory of Portugal At the end of our second day in Portugal, after we were taken to Monte da Largo I found myself happily swimming in a pool with some ladies I had not met before. During the week we joked and laughed and shared our life stories with each other; people we … Continue reading Being together in Portugal
Travel to Lisbon, Portugal: Colourful and embellished buildings.
Colourful buildingsColourful livesRich historyWarm Peoplewhat’s not to like! Embellished buildingsPartly of a rich heritageI feel honouredTo have the opportunityTo experienceAnd be witnessTo somebody Else’s life.A windowInto the soulOf a culture. As we traveled on the red bus tour the colours of the buildings and the treatment of the windows, balconies and doors left a lasting impression. … Continue reading Travel to Lisbon, Portugal: Colourful and embellished buildings.
We walked in the wind – Soul poem
I write poetry which I call soul poems because I don’t follow any poetry rules. I just follow my heart and say what’s immediately felt or experienced or perceived. Often it is about a life experience which I have grappled with and other times its just a reflection of the world around me. I want … Continue reading We walked in the wind – Soul poem
My first blog, halfway through the year.
Hello to you all. It is half way through the year and this is my first blog. I have not forgotten about the blog or you; it just hasn’t been a high priority for me with all that has been going on. I am going to give you a short summary of the last eight … Continue reading My first blog, halfway through the year.
Trauma’s Stooge
28/10/22 Trauma’s Stooge Old Trauma came visiting in the night Gave me quite a fright New Insight took control Gave Trauma quite a fight. Now I know I am stronger than my Trauma even when it visits in the night My Insight gives me control, I’m no longer Trauma’s Stooge.
Morag Noffke 