A new cycle of magick…

  What a truly magickal evening, reminding me of how it use to be, often. A day in the big smoke, leaving home just after 7am to catch the 7.30am¬†bus to Kyogle.¬† The bus proprietors, the Watson’s, have been ferrying people back and forth, from Woodenbong to Kyogle and return… since the roads were dirt… Continue reading A new cycle of magick…

a strange kind of time…

Rainbow lorikeets forage in¬†the barley mulch covering the garden to the east of the house.¬† The rising sun above them¬†penetrates the thick¬†fog, bringing warmth to a sleepy world.¬† Only bird sounds, work in the forest hasn’t started yet.¬† Cool air touches my knees, the kitchen window open encouraging the morning to enter, I sit with… Continue reading a strange kind of time…

Full Moon eve…

Another precious morning, held in the arms of the Mother.¬†¬† A solitary bellbird¬†sets the high note,¬† butcher birds and noisy miners add the harmonies.¬† Such soul soothing melodies.¬† Heavy mists hide the valleys below and the mountains standing guard at the border, the paddock north of the house fence is the only one visible.¬† The… Continue reading Full Moon eve…

something beautiful …

  “I am glad that there is a dream.¬† Somewhere there is a dream that Peace will happen.¬† And some day it will.¬†That’s why it comes about – because of the dream.” “So many nations have come and gone.¬† But throughout history there were always voices begging for peace.¬† Were they heard?¬† I don’t know.¬†… Continue reading something beautiful …

from hope…

  I noticed I was approaching from fear, saw panic lurking.¬† Where has that come from?¬† Then I saw¬†just how much fear is in our environment now,¬†it’s¬†spruiked prolifically.¬† We take it on and do the same.¬† It really pays to be awake. I noticed I was¬†approaching from lack,¬†thinking I was being practical.¬†¬†One life and it’s… Continue reading from hope…

as our paths unfold…

The light is infiltrating the dark.¬†¬†Soft grey mists laden with moisture hug the ground, the valley is¬†hidden from view.¬† The stars have now¬†disappeared,¬†what an awesome sight they were… these vast open Aussie skies, so clear.¬† Ahhh.. the first Kookaburra call, now another, from the north and south.¬† I woke early, I’ve become¬†so sensitive to the… Continue reading as our paths unfold…

the Beauty that is…

‘Release anything that is weighing you down and open your life up to new possibilities’¬†¬†¬† ‘Steamy August Stars’ by Kim Falconer Stunning yellow paddocks fill the valley of Lindesay Creek.¬† There’s running¬†water in the creek, clear and blue.¬† I dipped my hand and took a sip, it tasted good.¬† Groups of stinging nettles ready for… Continue reading the Beauty that is…