Nature, happy memories and lovely walks now…

The woods near our home are a favourite haunt for us all and ‘the boys’ love pottering around in there. It also gives Em and I a chance to natter about nothing in particular as we take a break.

Our walks lately have reminded me of JoJo (my ex.husband’s Granny) as she was a lover of nature. A wonderful woman who was way ahead of her time in spiritual matters and natural healing. I adored her.

On my bedside in a lovely glass dish that Em gave me I keep some treasures: glass beads from the little ones, a sea shell from a happy day at the beach, a special birthday crystal from a close friend, an oyster shell from a retreat to remind me to make pearls from whatever life sends my way, a piece of rose quartz for love and a silver locket from JoJo that she gave me when I become a mother to Em.

There is an inscription on the locket that goes thus:

May the road rise to meet you
May the wind be always at your back
May the sun shine warm upon your face
The rain fall soft upon your fields
And until we meet again
May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.

23 Responses to “Nature, happy memories and lovely walks now…”

  1. 1 creativeboys April 6, 2012 at 4:22 pm

    Keep going and dont ever stop what you are doing! Best wishes! 🙂


  2. 3 katyarich March 28, 2012 at 5:23 am

    Beautiful place, I’d love to go for walking ,,,,,peace…..and tranquility…..that is all we need:)


  3. 6 lostupabove March 27, 2012 at 7:15 am

    When the road rises to meet you, it may be that you are falling too. 😀
    Love xxxx


  4. 8 Eric Alagan March 27, 2012 at 6:34 am

    He who makes the most of what little he has, is the blessed of them all.

    These words just popped into my head as I was reading your post.

    Luv and hugz, Eric 🙂


    • 9 Jane Thorne March 27, 2012 at 9:11 am

      Seeing the magic in a moment…thank you for your lovely comment…love to you with hugs of course, my lovely buddy Eric xx


  5. 10 granbee March 26, 2012 at 7:53 pm

    Just wonderful to think of you and Em and the boys and your memories of JoJo as you explore the springtime woods near your home. So many surprising blooms in the grass, aren’t there?


  6. 12 1smiles March 26, 2012 at 4:19 pm

    What a beautiful place! The way you’ve taken the picture, it feels as if I’m walking there with you and Em and ‘the boys’. Maybe one day I’ll come for a visit and we can walk there.
    Love you!!
    Jeannie xxxxx


    • 13 Jane Thorne March 26, 2012 at 4:29 pm

      Hi Jeannie Em was the David Bailey with this shot and yes we will walk together somewhere one day, I just know it…love you xxxx


  7. 14 Maxi March 26, 2012 at 2:25 pm

    Aaah, I can feel myself strolling the path, as my soul embraces the wonder of nature. Blessings – Maxi


  8. 16 grandfathersky March 26, 2012 at 11:05 am

    We have that same saying inscribed on a plaque at our front door. It seems you have a sacred place by your bed. You should rest with fond memories, not lie awake with questions, those shall still be there in the dawn ..


    • 17 Jane Thorne March 26, 2012 at 11:12 am

      Good morning Peter I was reading your blog last night and was awake for a specific reason that tis no more. Settling a fragment of the past and looking forward with hope and growing joy…a quiet time of reflection. All is well here as I trust it is with you? 😀 x


  9. 20 maturestudenthanginginthere March 26, 2012 at 10:49 am

    Beautiful words. I’ve heard this poem before, I think it’s an old Irish Blessing – thanks for reminding me of it. Just perfect.


    • 21 Jane Thorne March 26, 2012 at 11:09 am

      Hello Jacqueline, an Irish friend of mine has just posted the Celtic words on Facebook for me, so you are right…love to you and have a great day 😀 x


  10. 22 Martin Shone March 26, 2012 at 10:23 am

    Hi, Jane 🙂

    May your words flow like a never-ending thread of spider silk, and as you weave your prose so your life will be the stronger. 🙂


    • 23 Jane Thorne March 26, 2012 at 10:30 am

      And the award for the best comment goes to the lovely Martin…a heartfelt thank you from me to you…have a great day 😀 x


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