Going with the flow
Sometimes you just have to go with the flow
And realize that life is as delicious as a leaf floating on water.
We can’t control everything,
But with roots and wings we can go far.
Even when the world looks grey
You can see that it has shades of silver in it.
Children teach us the simple lesson
That sometimes we just need to be still and listen to the sound of our own breathing.
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Golden moments
Of gingerbread and snow
The little wooden houses of Sweden remind me of fairy tales.
In summer, the wood glows like red rubies -
But in the winter, those red timbers really come into their own.
Topped with an icing of snow,
They resemble gingerbread houses.
So delicious, I feel I could reach out and eat one.
Even autumn leaves hanging onto the winter branches
Look like delicious gingerbread –
Or perhaps a brown coat fluttering in the wind,
Left there by someone eager for new adventures.
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Joy
A puppy enjoying her first winter
Is pure joy on furry paws.
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Mist-ical magic
With no warning, the temperatures fell
And the fog with it.
Wonderful golden fog,
Each particle of the air alive
And singing with colour and life.
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Of loss, love and comfort
One glorious day last autumn, I was in a terrible mood and just needed to get out the house. As I was zooming off to the local churchyard with the dog and camera, I saw two tearful faces running behind the car.
Even though I’d been trying to escape their bickering in the first place, I stopped the car and the kids jumped in.
A remarkable peace fell over us as soon as we started looking at the graves.
Churchyards are all about love and loss –
About grief but also about those cherished years of life that went before.
The inscription on this gravestone says:
Tenderly loved,
Missed
And wept over.
We left the graveyard as friends, all petty arguments forgotten.
For the dead do offer the living some comfort:
A reminder that we only have this life
And it becomes what we make it.
“Judge nothing, you will be happy. Forgive everything, you will be happier. Love everything, you will be happiest.” -Sri Chinmoy
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Inner song
It is said that birds in cities live with so much noise that they lose the ability to hear the complexity and beauty of each other’s song.
Just like in our lives:
If we let the buzz and busy-ness overwhelm us,
Then we might not hear our own songs – or the melodies of others.
Lone heron - early dawn - summer 2011
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Frozen lilac
Winter comes in all colours of the rainbow:
Frozen lilac – so enchanting!
A new kind of winter magic.
Sunset at - 17 C
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The old mill
You would probably walk right past this humble old cottage
If it weren’t for the sound of rushing water.
You’ll be happy you took notice –
The house is unusually tall and narrow
With marvellous old wood that speak of its age:
Three centuries in existence as the old mill house (Olhamra Mill)
That used to distribute water to the lands around it.
Nowadays, it’s a summer house
Where the owners look as if they stopped painting one of the doors
To enjoy the delight of the singing water.
Before following the bend in the road,
Make sure you turn around one last time
To enjoy the hidden beauty of this age-old jewel.
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Winter rules
When winter comes around and the cold wind is blowing,
You have to learn how to enjoy it.
Rule 1: Revel in it (and maybe take an ice bath?)
Rule 2: Explore the beauty
Rule 3: Take a look around and smile – the world is beautiful and you’re alive!
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Sunbeams
After many long days of grey weather,
The sky delivered what the soul has been thirsting for.
Drama, beauty
And a gentle rain of sunbeams.
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Who says what?