There is peace here


There are moments when one is at peace
driving along a busy road
where sound is not noise
where society is a welcome sight
a reminder that life is simple.

Saw a man sitting on a bench
on a train platform teeming with life
He had headphones on and a book to read
cocooned within an invisible sphere
Perhaps it’s imagined or a wish
but you look protected from the world
even as you were within it
On that platform there was stillness
that’s missing from this world
in the aftermath of all the stories
of violent deaths and despair.

Simplicity does not seem possible
quiet persists in eluding us
but one could only see from one’s eyes
what the world is made of
but what do I know?

~ FlorenceT


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I lay to rest #writephoto


So it is
I lay to rest
amidst the green and
nature’s arms,
to reignite the love
once had but now
dimmed in concrete
jungle of greed and
despair, temporary
haven from the cries
of need and wants;
I now lay weary
to the call of peace
and my heart’s grace.
~ FlorenceT


This is a response to this photo prompt at Sue Vincent’s Daily Echo:


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Drifting: in Love and Happiness.


Drifting In Love and Happiness. A Poem.

Time drifts into a path of mayhem without a destination.

Setting my course on the waters of peace and calm.

I turn my fate toward that which holds my compass true.

There is no turning back once truth has been found.


Does your life fear reality in all it’s frayed tapestry?

Do your hours run past you without meaning?

Does your heart beat faster without a purpose?

Do you know where you are going?


Embrace the obvious when it embraces you in its warmth.

Allow your mind to drift along and ride over the waves of madness.

You will find gentle slopes on the other side, bringing thrills to your heart,

And enliven a life with the missing part that was never found till now.


Peace, calm, floating, drifting, feelings of air beneath your body.

Feelings of pure love and happiness permeating your mind, body, and soul.

Delivering you each moment, in thought and spirit into the land of hope.

Always move forward with the knowledge love and happiness is there.

My appreciation goes out to Florence. My blog has moved in some other directions of late and she has graciously allowed me to share some other works here for now.

Ronovan Hester is an author, with his debut historical adventure novel Amber Wake: Gabriel Falling due out in December of 2015. He shares his life as an amnesiac and Chronic Pain sufferer through his blog His love of poetry, authors and community through his online world has lead to a growing Weekly Haiku Challenge, a Weekly Friday Fiction Prompt Challenge, and the creation of a site dedicated to book reviews, interviews and author resources known as

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My calm



Our love knows not time
Through tempest the gods declare
A calm, you are near.

– FlorenceT


Here is a video clip to go with the haiku.  One of my all-time favourite actor dancing with his wife to a beautiful song sung by one of the best female vocalist ever.


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Acceptance – the choice to begin afresh


We wake each morning to a new day. And each new day, we can choose to begin afresh but, I do not know about you, I tend to see the same things, do similar things… and sometimes experience the same discontent, annoyed by the same matters, aggravated by the same people or situations.

As Anais Nin said, ‘we see the world as we are’; from our own unique lens. The same-same each day suggests the same old stale perspectives. For the past week I have fallen into a familiar pattern of old – my critical self, rearing its less than admirable head.

Oh, I know there are different perspectives, different approaches if you like – one that brings peace of mind, instead of a disruptive unfocused mind; and one that opens a generous heart, instead of a closed constricted heart. I know because I have been in that place of grace and peace.

My peace of mind was shattered because of something I am not accepting of. What, I do not yet know. All I can intuit is a sense of restlessness manifesting in impatience, annoyance and frustration. Perhaps it is the new path before me which is unfamiliar and uncertain, perhaps it is the need for acceptance from others not received, perhaps it is a fear of an alien self. What am I not accepting of my self?

Acceptance takes more than a ‘I know what it is’. It is not resignation to a state and certainly not avoidance of the reality of my light and shadow. Acceptance is a acknowledgement and warm embracing with goodwill and without guilt. It is saying “I’m ok. I’ve got this”, “it is what it is” or “all will be as it should be”. When we accept who we are and where we are, we gain peace of mind.


Peace of mind also comes from our acceptance of others and of our world.

In my less than gracious moments, in my interaction with others, I do end up watching and occasionally questioning, somewhat critically, why others do what they do, to grapple with the why, how and wherefores of our relationships. Negativity abounds. In a similar vein, we are agitated over how others perceive us, and why things happen to us. Is it beneficial to our wellbeing to be stuck in the vicious cycle of blame and victimhood? Does it bring peace of mind? Accepting what is – the person before us, the situation in this moment – allows us to step out and see a way forward. When we accept others for who they are, we give ourselves space to explore, without interference of the pushing, the resisting, the explaining, the confronting… We give ourselves permission to be free.

Sometimes things happen, they just do. It has little to do with you, you are not responsible or to blame, just that you happen to be caught in it. Can you accept that? Do we wail and rail against the Universe, against God? Or do we accept? I do not mean to ignore or undermine the awful situations some find themselves. When we can step out from the vicious cycle – this whirlwind of blaming ourselves or others and claiming our victimhood over and over again – we will feel empowered to make positive choices. Can we acknowledge the thing has occurred; and from that place, move forward with a vision to create something new.

This profound prayer says it well:


Like forgiveness, acceptance takes time and can only happen when one is ready to do so. It is different for everyone… there is no rule, no timeframe… just the awareness of what can be. It is a choice to be made.

What do you need to accept, about yourself, about your relationships, about your situation, about your world, in order to move forward, to begin afresh…?


– FlorenceT


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Cherish your dreams and hopes…


The rain beats down incessantly.  The sky without a hint of blue, grey clouds hovering. The damp in the air sends chills through me, the cold unceasing. Perhaps there is something to be said for synchronicity.

So on a day of tears and gloom, I sit down to write about nurturing, seeking to add my voice to a community of bloggers sending encouraging words into the world. Apt then to speak of nurturing the self.

Expecting a rather busy day at work, plans changed and there I was, in the quiet space alone and without an immediate thing to do. Then a connection with a friend, unexpected and most welcome.  For some reason, instead of the usual commute home with music and headphones, I chose to read. And without the isolating equipment (aka headphones), I found myself in conversations with fellow commuters, sharing for a short time stories we chose to tell of our day, exchanging views of what would be considered mundane matters. And there is something in all these.

I did not plan my day to be so, nor was there an intention ‘to nurture myself’. Things fell into place because I did not fight them. Yes, I could have done work that didn’t require immediate attention, I could ignore a friend because I was at work.  As for reading instead of music, well I have no explanation other than I felt like it, so I did. Ironically, I was too tired to plan, to resist, to manage… I went with what was.


And what was, worked. Here I am at the end of a day feeling nourished. Still tired but in a better place. It is here, now as I am writing this that I can give voice to what my soul desires today – solitude but also to connect in a meaningful way, to write, to express.

Sometimes the only thing we can do is to let go and say, ‘what the heck’, ‘whatever’… Sometimes, it is then that we find the relief we need.

Nurturing ourselves is at times an act of surrender. When our minds step aside so our soul desires can take hold, this is how we feed our soul – its dreams, its hopes.

Perhaps another word for nurture is more appropriate when we speak of dreams and hopes – to cherish.  To nurture ourselves means cherishing our dreams and hopes, and we do this through honoring our soul desires.

I had attempted to cherish my dreams and hopes by taking active steps always.  In so doing, I was oblivious to or ignored my soul desires.  Untended, they remained dormant and in turn those dreams and hopes… well, they did not take flight.  Active steps are necessary to realize dreams and hopes, but they are not the same as nurturing.

Nurturing is the place of rest, nourishment, restoration… where it is alright to receive, to take in order to care for and protect yourself.

When we have nurtured our selves, when our soul desires are sufficiently nourished, our dreams and hopes will have firm ground from which to launch, to take flight.

Cherish your dreams and hopes, nurture your self!1000speak-blank

– FlorenceT

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