Mystical waterfall

Blissful Lotus
Ice white petals floating
Rapidly cascading
Teardrops sparkling
Heavenly damsel flies
Dancing, delighting
Azure glistening wings
Yearlings quenching their thirst.

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Friends

We often forget our most trusted friends who fend for us and feed us as we paddle our way through murky waters. Today remember.

Retreat

Yesterday was the open day at the Nagarjuna Kampa Meditation Centre in Kelmarsh, Northants. My first impression was of sunny, helpful people all enjoying their spiritual path. When I asked for a Soya milk latte, the young man asked me with genuine concern ” What does cow’s milk do to you?” I explained about my intolerance and we swapped experiences whilst the queue of people waited patiently. This beautiful display of Buddhas were in the meditation room where I experienced a beautifully spoken guided meditation. Another lovely resident enthusiastically discussed with me the liking of buddhist art to mediaeval paintings. I will go back!http://www.meditation-nagarjuna.org

Home

A cosy home of any kind Melts the heart, feeds the mind. A human need to mend sorrow, Make joy. Watching flamenco flames dance Love saves all

A winter patchwork

Winter blue sky, diamond sparkling snuggly patchwork fields of fluffy snow Cattle gather munching finds in furrows aglow.

Gift from the sea

Love washed up
Smooth, unique
A natural gift.
To cherish.

Bright and cheerful

Nature’s signpost tells Us to look deeper at the warmth, love and light that shines within.

Nurture

Seek the warmth of life. Rekindle, nurture the parent in us and also the child within. Take time for you.

Reflectons

This morning’s wonderful,uplifting walk along the snowy lane, almost dream like. Perhaps these ducks and goose are from a fairytale reminding us to reflect on nurturing, family and the importance of community spirit. Hopefully on these cool, icy days we’ll ‘thaw’ and remember those around us who may need us.

Snow

Nature has it’s way of making us slow down. After spending all of last week packing boxes and emptying cupboards we finally saud goodbye for the last time to our beautiful Scottish home. An end to an era and as I drove the Freelander down the road laden with much loved items, dogs and husband I started to think about new beginnings. Arriving here in the Lake district for an overnight stay, the wind began to howl and it’s bitterness sent us into hibernation in our room overlooking the lake. This morning we realised that it was a bad idea to join the travellers trying to get to work in blizzard conditions. Why? It made perfect sense to use the snow’s cathartic effect of cleansing, purifying and preparing for our new exciting beginning ahead. So we’ve done nothing but walk the dogs in the crisp air and snuggle down in our room with cumbrian home baked biscuits and tea. The
perfect book to read…’The Snow Child’ a brilliant, sensitively written first fairy tale novel which warms the heart.