A quiet murmur
A gentle word
A slow satisfied sigh
A hankering for something dreamed of but not yet realised
Whirling, swirling, gathering speed
Then the quiet certainty
That love is real
Embrace it with a full, whole, open heart
The quiet whisper, gentle kindness of the creators feelings brush my soul
And I, overwhelmed, am enveloped in the awe and goodness of it all.
Eloisa, 18 December 2020, 12.40 am
Photo by Rafael Cerqueira on Pexels.com
Poem: Auto Responder
I am an auto responder
I was afraid to say what I felt about you, me, about us, to express myself
Post written in May 2018.
When we desire to avoid past emotional pain from our childhoods or avoid pain due to the actions we have taken during our lives, we create emotional addictions, ways to avoid feeling the pain, ways to minimize, justify or mask the pain. That is what we think and what we tell ourselves.
We want what we want
We want it right now We choose what we choose ‘cos we selfishly can Continue reading
The end of another year is upon us. For me time has flown and it is hard to believe how much has happened in 365 days.
This is a brief update on some of the main activities, events I have been involved in during 2020.
Written in March 2020
There is a common belief and saying that ‘Truth hurts’ and ‘love hurts’. The insinuation is that these two qualities cause pain.
I am not afraid of you
I am not worried or concerned when you are overtly unloving and I know your mind
A shimmer, glimmer
A burning light I awaken bolt upright Continue reading