Peace

  • Love Hearts

    To my dear bloggy friends. Thank you for being my home. You are the people I always look forward to finding in the world again. Thank you for giving me another reason to be. Continue reading

  • Life Will Be Good

    Soft wind, take flight. Come, take my hand. Come roll me ‘round the sky this fine day, and we will watch the gulls spiral over sandy shores. And we will watch the footprints travel the beach in pairs. And we… Continue reading

  • Submissions

    A few months ago I received a wonderfully exciting email letting me know that two of my poems are in the running for potential publication. A card company (based in America, I think) is holding them for a while, seeing… Continue reading

  • Sun and Moon, Unconditionally

    ‘Sun?’ ‘Yes, Moon?’ ‘Why are the humans always so angry, do you think?’ ‘Because Moon, they haven’t realised that, like us, they have the ability to shine.’ ‘They do? So why don’t more of them shine, then? If they can,… Continue reading

  • What Really Matters

    What really matters is love. In the end, love is all that matters. The end. 🌿 (This is a beautiful, beautiful short film. Please watch it all the way through if you feel so inclined- and then send it to… Continue reading

  • The Sun

    She shines quietly for peace as the rain falls all around. She watches the storms rage and knows her role is still to be as she was born to be. The sun. Always the sun, no matter the dark clouds;… Continue reading

  • Needs

    What do we need, humanity? We need love. And choc-chip sunshine biscuits. Continue reading

  • War

    I ache for it all. It is a war. It is a world wide war announcing the differing languages of intolerance. Continue reading

  • The Wind Of Change

    When the wind swings the fallen leaves so naturally to the ground, I ask her, why now? And she whispers: because it is time. *** My beautiful bloggy friends, My empath-ness goes all the way around at tough times like… Continue reading

  • The Story Of Yesterday

    What does the world look like smell like, taste like feel like when the story of yesterday is gone, and the book of life is suddenly empty. Continue reading