OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA I dance in the street to live music I care less what other people think I can laugh at my own stupidity I recognise and do not pick up the berration stick I spend my time doing what I want, when I want I love my work I work to live not …
Continue reading The Joys of Aging…..(and years of therapy!)
Church bells Canada geese Sweet summer sun Green velvet hills Memories of days gone by Young Carefree No responsibility I know feelings are there If I stop And reach out for them Joy Peace My heart expanded Full and warm Connectedness to a part of me lost In the canyon of caring Birthing and grieving …
Years gone by Lives used up Never again your face to behold. Tears run dry Photos fade Your arms no more to enfold. Lost for words To describe the void And the ache of your absence To see you once more Tell you I love you Inhale the perfume of your skin The softness of …
Peel Forest, Canterbury, New Zealand. Forest Fuschia, Karen Lighthouse Right now, the well has run dry and I feel as though I have nothing to give. So I'm posting a creation from last year and hope that it can bring refreshment to some. I am one with the wind that blows The power that creates …
The Path of least Resistance Leaves yield to the breeze A solitary white-faced heron Wades in the shallow pools Keen for opportunity Sea gulls hang about For left over fish ‘n’chips A harrier hawk Effortlessly sailing currents of air The stream carrying life Chattering water Unhurried Glides over and around rocks Towards it’s destination. Choice …
If I were…………………. Writing letters that you are not going to send can be a really healing and connecting experience. They can transmute experiences: "change in form, nature or substance" the dictionary says. I invite you to write a Sacred Letter to yourself asking the question, “If I were truly loving and accepting myself I …
My life is like a dandelion head Gone to seed The wind blows Bits if me fly everywhere Landing where they will Some take root Reproduce Others fall away Yield no return Fall on fallow ground Such is life. I do not know Where my seed will blossom And where it will die My job …
Happy New Year to you all! My post is more personal today. Although I am often offering insight and sharing some of my learned experiences to hopefully shed light on the paths of others, right now I must admit I’m not bubbling with enthusiastic words of encouragement, wit or knowledge. In fact, I’m feeling quite …
New Brighton beach, Christchurch, New Zealand These words came to me when I was walking on the beach today, hoping to gain clarity and peace. A family situation has plunged myself and other family members into emotional turmoil. Walking on the beach may not change the situation but it can change my brain chemistry and …
Photo by Mark Basarab on Unsplash NOMAD Don’t fall in love with a nomad He’ll surely break your heart Don’t fall in love with a nomad It’s doomed from the start. Don’t fall in love with a nomad He travels far and wide Wrapped up in his arms You’ll fall for his charms He’s just in it for …
Words from the Lighthouse 