We have snow On the hillsOpposite us. Just a dusting. Like icing sugar Sprinkled on a cake. The river flowsSalmon pinkunder the sun riseAnd dogs playIn the park below.No wonder DJumped back into bedFeeling like an icicle As he cuddled close to me.Now the earth prepares To sleep under Blankets of snow I find myself … Continue reading First Snow, This Morning
Poems
The Healing Space Between Two People
The narrative reflects on an individual's initial therapy session and the profound impact of being listened to. The author expresses how the therapeutic relationship, characterized by unconditional positive regard, facilitated healing and self-acceptance. This connection began to reshape their self-perception and interactions with others, emphasizing the importance of empathy in healing.
Review and Renew
I am taking the time to let my followers know that I am fine. I know that when people I follow just stop blogging I often wonder "did they get sick?" or worse "did they die?" Well I maybe stating the obvious but I have taken a break from blogging. My last blog was in … Continue reading Review and Renew
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
I Love Life.
I have written about growing older recently, here at My Aging Autumn Years , but that doesn't mean that we feel old or feel sad about getting older. It means that we are preparing for a meaningful retirement when it comes because we love life. We want to embrace life. So in order to live our … Continue reading I Love Life.
Poem: Self-reflection
Self-reflection requires you to shift the focus within. Time spent in self-reflection is never wasted - it is an intimate date with yourself. Paul TP Wong. Water colour sketch, abstract, by Morag Noffke I lashed out at someone in my mind. I was annoyed. I know I need to come back to my personal barometer. … Continue reading Poem: Self-reflection
Lock-down Longing
A section of a forest a painting, in oxides by Morag Noffke What do you long for? When we have everything we need and everything is at our finger tips we might take things for granted. Now in this time of Lock-down where I live we aren’t allowed to go for walks. I miss the … Continue reading Lock-down Longing
Morag Noffke 