What traditions have you not kept that your parents had? What traditions have you not kept that your parents had. I had to think about this one: my parents were quite a nontraditional couple, my father was from Scotland and my mother was of Scandinavian, Dutch, Prussian, French and English descent. We lived in a … Continue reading Prompt: A tradition I have not kept.
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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
Sitting quietly is a gift.
I acknowledge the long unexplained silence As I sit upon my patio Gazing at my foresty-garden: Autumn rains it's leaves in gusts of winds Pitter-patter to the ground In the lull, like the in-breath, a leaf drifts Down to touch the ground Like a little foraging bird. Leaves leaving the branch akin to letting go. … Continue reading Sitting quietly is a gift.
Joy in things heard
HAIKU Joy heard in presence autumn rustling in the wind bird song-twittering. 'Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it everyday.' -Henri Nouwen. Take care - Choose Joy, it is your gift. Bird song-twittering.
Life is hard.
Life is hard
Please take a break
And breathe
There is so much information out there
you don’t need more
breathe,
When you are stuck at home.
Still your worried mind; breathe in deeply and make a conscious effort to get in touch with Peace. Ask Peace to be your friend as you go through these trials.
Before the day’s ruse.
During these uncertain times may each day go well with you, may you flourish and thrive, if not so, may you live courageously.
The restorative place ‘floating on a leaf…’
When I dream
Of life
Or meditate a while
I am restored to wholeness
Ready for action.
The Wintering Tree.
As I took my early morning walk and my feet crunched through the dry leaves that had fallen I thought about how it is Autumn for me - going on for Winter; while it is Spring - coming out of Winter for some friends of mine in the Northern hemisphere. I decided I would like to share with you my contemplative thoughts about Winter.
Restrictions of the mind.
Let go of restrictions of boundaries that crush and curtail Squeezing expectations smaller the reduction of your Actions And beliefs Let go of restriction Of fear and small mindedness Saying ‘I can’t’ and ‘I won’t’ Making you shrink back Into your shell. Let go of restriction Of legalistic piety and adherence That … Continue reading Restrictions of the mind.
Morag Noffke 