of life in its many forms.
unchanging... a word I haven't contemplated much there's been lots of changes - the whats, whys, wheres, whens - and the hows of getting by, managing, overcoming there was reluctant acceptance (an oxymoron perhaps) and embracing appearances of what had been unknowns and unexpected there were disappearances - some necessary, some beyond our control -… Continue reading What remains…
To knowing yourselfGiving yourself spaceTo rest, heal and reviveTo give over to moments of nourishment and renewalTo go easy,Tomorrow is another day, To being kind to yourself,Loving yourself. Their grace of being kind to themselves, creating mental frameworks to house their experiences, boundaries to maintain their sense of self, choosing each day to sit in… Continue reading Honouring what is
Cynics speak of the transactional nature of love. Maybe it is not so. And perhaps it is, on a functional perspective. In daily activities, choices are made. In the realm of human existence, decisions are taken. Give and take, so they say. We take stock; subconsciously for what cannot be measured. And in the midst… Continue reading Cynics say
What does it actually mean, for you or another? Perhaps this poem resonates? sometimes I love you means I want to love you sometimes I love you means I'll stay a little while longer sometimes I love you means I'm not sure how to leave sometimes I love you means I have nowhere else to… Continue reading “I love you”
So I've been thinking... (it's a dangerous thing 🙂 ) That loving is an art. It is a form of doing and not a science. And how does one approach this art? To excel in art, we begin with the acquiring of knowledge (ie. know-how) then we practice it such that it becomes second nature… Continue reading Loving as art
“In a gentle way, you can shake the world.” ~ Mahatma Gandhi How does one bring to another's attention their unhelpful behaviours? I don’t mean “bad” behaviour. There is no judgment here from a position of authority or expertise. It is a deduction of possibilities, a perspective or insight which I hope to bring. What… Continue reading Just being helpful?
Hold this lightly as we meet each other... a modern translation of a 14th century poem by Sufi poet, Hafiz. Admit something: Everyone you see, you say to them “Love Me” Of course you do not do this out loud, otherwise someone would call the cops. Still, though, think about this, this great pull… Continue reading Admit something – a poem
It's a feeling kind of weekend. Open I declare, love is sacred, paramount, for those near and far; winds of storm, rain pelts fear may dominate, let not love be a limit. The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #307. This week's prompt words are open and close. If you are interested in… Continue reading it’s love #haiku 307
I came upon this poem and Kim Sowol, an early 20th century Korean poet while watching a Korean drama series on Netflix. Intrigued by the feel of the poem, I searched and found this 2007 translation. I have now discovered another poet to read 🙂 Enjoy! O name broken in pieces! O name dispersed… Continue reading Invocation by Kim Sowol
One faith is bondage. Two are free. In the trust of old love, cultivation shows a dark graceful wilderness at its heart. Wild in that wilderness, we roam the distances of our faith, safe beyond the bounds of what we know. O love, open. Show me my country. Take me home. ~ Wendell Berry, "A… Continue reading A homecoming
This autumn - why am I growing old? bird disappearing among clouds. ~ Basho Matsuo An apt poem to begin this post - a reflection of sorts on 50 years of life. But how to measure this time past? An impossibility - so many perspectives, paradigms. Where would I begin? So perhaps lessons I have… Continue reading Lessons by 50
What a fortnight this has been... while I have had the privilege of working from home for some time now, the intense preparation for the work-from-home measures at my workplace has left me tired, sombre and contemplative. As news of international travel bans, airlines implementing severe reduction in domestic flights, and borders closing were broadcast,… Continue reading The heart of the matter
For this week: the rain came, dousing fire raging within; like smoke, it drifts and fades. ~ FlorenceT The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #276. This week's prompt words are Forest and Whisper. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it… Continue reading Passion #Haiku 276
A mellow weekend watching the rain falling outside my window, quiet moments of contemplation and conversation with myself, returning to ground with the feels ... and love and new-ish music. Enjoy! I've seen much more than most Much less than some Took a while to give up a ghost Thought it'd never come I… Continue reading Love, this weekend
For this week: Forest whispers its warning from the ancient ones, love this earth or else... ~ FlorenceT The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #273. This week's prompt words are Forest and Whisper. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday -… Continue reading Warning #Haiku 273
For this week: empty our hearts of fears and doubts, let's embrace wholesome love and peace. ~ FlorenceT The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #272. This week's prompt words are EMPTY and WHOLE. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it… Continue reading Peace #Haiku 272
In a world - where we look for differences before we accept, - where we only accept through our own lens, - where when our experiences cannot explain we deny, - where our fear in the unfamiliar overrides the delight of being curious, - where we shut down instead of open to new possibilities, -… Continue reading As you are…
For this week... draped in white, sunlight in her eyes; by gentle waves soothes her doubts, she hopes. ~ FlorenceT The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #270. This week's prompt words are pure and serene. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published… Continue reading Serene waters #Haiku 270
Five years of continuous weekly prompts - way to go, Ronovan! And here's my contribution this week. I crossed the oceans, to be with you, twisted though the intentions be. ~ FlorenceT The haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #266. This week's prompt words are TWISTED and CROSS. If you are interested… Continue reading Twisted #Haiku 266
Sometimes I connect to a song for its lyrics and its meaning, sometimes for its melody which touches something in me and makes me feel, or sometimes for its rhythm which makes me want to move. What connects you to a song? ~ FlorenceT
MEANINGS AND MUSINGS 