Grief

What was is now not Life offers no second chance The gaping hole where once my heart was, Now empty, just naught. __ There isn’t a single day my heart doesn’t ache, Wide open and simultaneously closed, Regardless much trying no healing occurs, What’s missing? you, our roots and connection before take. __ I can’t…

Covid Vaccine

So I had my second covid vaccine with the AstraZeneca on the 10th April 8 weeks apart (we shall keep blood clot news to the side as it is extremely rare and I know it’s all over the news, it’s so rare nothing more is needing said, higher risk of clots comes with the virus).…

Thoughts On A Poem By Wayne Muller

The word humility, like the human, comes from humus, or earth. We are most human when we do no great things. We are not so important; we are simple dust and spirit—at best, loving midwives, participants in a process much larger than we. If we are quiet and listen and feel how things move, perhaps…

The Unfinished Piece

I have been working on a particular painting since 2016. It began with a deep feeling but no idea where the piece was heading. I just knew something needed expressing. There wasn’t a knowing about anything just in the moment experiencing of an emotional world. The painting has been through many stages. I would engage…

Covid-19 Experience

Pre Virus As you will know from previous posts I have been undergoing treatment with a chemotherapy tablet, this means that I have been sheilding. It has been 16 weeks now (4 whole months). I began ‘quarantining’ off my own back early in March (official lockdown began on the 23rd) The Virus Unbeknown to me…

A Poem – The Invitation

~ by Oriah Mountain Dreamer ~The Invitation It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing. It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know  if you will risk looking like a fool for…

Taking A Step

Very recently a long time friend of mine turned up at the Community Art Studio with the above gifts. A little hand decorated box filled with some shamanic love. I have been lost for words other than thank you for some time. In this past week these have played a beautiful part in preparation for…

Love

~ by Jeff Foster ~ Love is not a feeling. If love were a feeling, it would come and go, like in a great drama. Love is not a thought. If love were a thought, it would have an opposite. Love is too small to be contained in thought. Love is not a belief. If…

Seeds Planted

From seeds once planted So much has happened, so much experienced and processed. Life has a wonderful way of occurring regardless. I'm forever writing and rewriting this blog post and yet not publishing it. I have been in and out of heart and thought, everything keeps shifting, changing and I'm forever doing my level best…

Reflections On Ambiguity

"In transitions, we must learn to be still. Being still is, in part, about learning to be comfortable with ambiguity" ~ Janet Rebhan, Creative Options For this past while I have been considering different creative methods and trying my hand at some new approaches. I love working with clay, oil and acrylic paint and have…

Poem – The Thief in the Night

~ by Stacie Amelia ~ Outside grew a storm in the midst of the night It's arrival insidious, its impact a fright. It grew above so selfish, so dark  It's rain dampened all connection and spark. Quietly in sleep it let itself in Came in the night carrying sacks full of sin. Slowly pouring its…

The Heart Of It

Emotion It seems more often of late that wherever I turn I find a heart offering from the universe. It got me thinking about emotion, what is it? How does it affect us? How does one capture and express it? Dictionary definition Emotion is a strong feeling deriving from one's circumstances, mood, or relationships with…