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Wonders, Wanderings & Writings

Ode to Small Things

Window in the Rococo Gardens, Gloucestershire

So here you are… Neither here nor there… Sitting, slouching, wondering… Perhaps tired, perhaps daydreaming, perhaps caught in a loop of unresolved feelings…

None of your thoughts seem to go anywhere. They did begin somewhere though – somehow – but they end rapidly and abruptly at the edge of an unexpected cliff. A fall into nothingness; into the unknown.

And now this heaviness – perfect for your own personal army of gremlins to show up. Small ones, big ones, bossy ones, innocent ones, arrogant ones and just plain nasty ones. They rally together, claiming they know and that your dreams, visions, adventurous steps are ridiculous and doomed. They laugh at you, crush you as if you were a biscuit designed for the bottom layer of a cheese cake. Then, they cover you with tons of thick, sticky, distorted beliefs, doubts and fears. When the cake is finished and you are feeling utterly stuck and unable to breathe, unable to smile, unable to feel any ounce of joy, they walk away with the satisfaction of having accomplished their mission. You are safe now, they think. You will go nowhere. You will explore no more.

But the one thing they seem to forget over and over again is the wondrous and uncanny power of your inner light, your inner glow, your inner flame – always there, ready to shine, no matter what – no matter how long the wait.

The light always finds a way through the cracks.

This time, it is the smell of Coffee that brings you back into the room. The sip of this beautiful nectar calls you to reenter your body, whispers you to embrace the here and now. ‘Come home’, it says, ‘it is beautiful here.’

Simple things.

Time stops.

You journey back – through – over – catching a few of your abandoned dreams, hopes and visions on the way.

You made it. You are alive – sensing the intangible wonders of life once again.

For a moment you are blissfully saved.

For a moment you are completely safe.

Present.

Free.

Touched by grace.

Filled with gratitude.

For a moment you are the bee inside the flower.

 

 

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Wonders, Wanderings & Writings

Poet of Life

So here I am, having set up this blog and writing my first post – knowing nothing about computers, having owned one for less than a year and usually writing with a felt pen, in a yummy, colourful notebook !!!

I woke up last Monday with the absolute certainty that I needed to start a blog and create a lush space to share with you and show the universe my commitment to walking and living an authentic, inspired and creative journey and life.

There is no right or wrong way when it comes to HONOURING YOUR CREATIVE FIRE.

Fragile Beauty – Well of Creation

The fear, the shame of mistakes and imperfections cannot win when one’s heart, soul and body are in agreement with celebrating the authentic you and the divine gifts of life and inspiration. This does not mean that the path is always easy; there will be inner battles, you will doubt, fall and sometimes feel completely empty. This will happen and it is OK.

I have no idea how I managed to set up this blog, apart from googling, finding helpful information and the sheer trust that there was no way out and that it just had to be done- for reasons beyond my conscious knowing! This is proof that anything is possible!!!

If there is one thing that seems to repeatedly prove itself true and essential, it is the importance of noticing and embracing these little flying moments of grace. These moments when your intuition catches onto something magical and dances with such enthusiasm and excitement that your whole being wakes up in ecstasy. This is what you should never ignore, never suppress and never allow anyone else to shoot down. If there is any part of you longing to allow your inner flame to grow and shine, this is what you should surrender to and commit to following even if you have no idea why or how – especially if your gremlins pop out and start their little chorus of ‘but, no, you can’t possibly, you’ll never…’ 😉 Just sing or scream louder!

Allow yourself to be a POET OF LIFE in whatever way your being hears this and chooses to express it. YOUR CREATIVE FIRE is ALWAYS there within you; even when it has gone silent and dim.

Know that, keep repeating it to yourself until you start believing it. Trust me, your creative fire NEVER leaves you. It is just waiting for you to take a step, however small this step might be.

Take it NOW.