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Love is the bridge….

There was a huge rainbow in the sky over Liverpool yesterday evening and I tried to capture it with my mobile phone camera. My photos did not do justice to the colours and energy that were filling the sky, yet it was there and my heart felt it.

I sat watching in wonder as the base of the rainbow grew larger and shone out with light and dark and all the colours in-between. It sparkled in the sky. The spectrum of life in all its glory, each colour flowing along with the other.

We are pressured in this modern world of ours to look for the light colours in life (to remain positive), while not acknowledging the darker colours and the depths and wisdom contained therein. All colours have their place. In the constant striving for the ‘light’ we battle ourselves within, as in denial of the darker colours we close off to the whole.

Acknowledging all the colours of life; we can observe and bear witness to them, yet we do not have to sink into any one. No one colour holds the key, for they all blend and flow together to make the whole.

They all give light and energy as they flow and the energy is love. ❤

Paddling….

Paddling...

Paddling…

I had been working doing my ‘thing’ most of the day and the ability to think slipped away and my typing fingers started producing ‘gobbledeygook’. I paused and then had a great idea.

My wellies were located in the hall cupboard and off I went to paddle in The Mersey on the beach at low tide. It was bitterly cold and windy as anything and it did not matter a jot. I loved every second of it and happily paddled and then pottered about looking for sea glass, interesting shells and pebbles. I gave my mind permission to stop and just breathed in and out listening to the birds, while watching the light play over the water.

It felt like the most loving thing to do and I just might do it again very soon…. ❤

dav

Peaceful moments ….

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Sunday

Sunday morning and a shaft of light broke through and the only sound was the cathedral bells mingling with the call of the birds.

This afternoon The Mersey looks polished and the shadows of light make Liverpool appear as if it is resting on stilts in the water. You can feel the peace in this home as a loving energy.

I wake up saying ‘thank you’ and feel it throughout my days as I potter around working, creating and connecting.

My heart swells with gratitude for the blessings of the loving connections and all the sparks that flow into each and every day. I sit here watching the tides and without expectation I know, simply know, that all is balanced in the flow.

We can spend our lives going ‘Well, what about this and what about that?’ and ‘How about this and how about that?’ An endless cycle of worry, concern, upset and fretting. Yet the heart knows. The heart knows that if we can just pause in a moment, the light will shine in. If we can just stop the endless tape of words and thoughts running through our heads, just for a moment, then we find peace in the pause.

dav

Tuesday

Conversations of moments…..

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Yesterday, visiting Liverpool with a friend, we went to see the Pirate Festival at the Albert Docks and also found time to climb the hill to see the Metropolitan Cathedral.

We were invited in to join the end of a special service and as the doors swooshed behind us the choir were in full flow singing ‘You’ll never walk alone’. The words ‘Walk on, walk on, With hope in your heart, And you’ll never walk alone, You’ll never walk alone’ echoed around this magnificent building and my heart was caught. The stained glass tower and side panels shoot light everywhere and as the final hymn was being sung a shaft of red light shot across the pews were we were standing.

Down at the docks there were tall ships re-enacting a pirate battle and many people dressed up to entertain the crowds for the weekend. The pirates there were shining reflections for Johnny Depp. I heard one lady comment to her friend, as they walked behind her beautifully attired husband, ‘I married a pirate and he will always be a pirate’. The tall ship that was recently used when they filmed the latest Poldark series had sailed up to be the highlight of the weekend’s fun. She is beautiful and sailed around the dock to Khachaturian’s Spartacus, the theme tune to an old series called The Onedin Line. This music has a special significance for my sister and I stood there watching her sail, thinking of Debs and the moments we have had lately. Her daughter has given birth to her first baby and Debs and I were sharing the memories of when the new Mum was a baby herself.

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We travelled to and from Liverpool across The Mersey, which seemed fitting given the watery theme of the day. There is a ferry that Sir Peter Blake designed as a testament to the decorated ships in WWII. She is a blaze of colour and it was wonderful to sit on the prow and feel the salty wind, as the sun shone down on us. A conversation with nature and different perspectives of this beautiful part of the world.

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It’s all light: light from the singing, the stained glass, the congregation, the ships, the water, the music and the Razzle Dazzle. ❤

Trees, leaves, sunlight and magic….

Spring leaves

From the window where I work there is a line of trees opposite. In the few short weeks I have been living here the leaves have burst forth and they are full and rustling in the breeze today. There are two trees in the middle that have a ‘silveryness’ and today something magic happened. The sun was shining down and catching the reflection on the leaves. It was as if hundreds of glittery lights were swaying and tumbling down the trees and it was spell binding to watch. ❤

I was grateful for nature's display, because the customer requests today were angry and had a fair degree of 'stickiness' as their theme. I flowed with loving versions of empathy, ease, different perspectives, letting go and acceptance. They chose to rant. I wanted to share with them the view of these trees in all their beauty, but they are not yet ready to listen. In Autumn, the trees will let go and all the leaves will fall to the ground and nourish the soil to enable them to rest through wintertime, ready to burst forth again in the Spring. ❤

Three decisions in my camp over the weekend will flow some changes through in the next few weeks. I am starting my own writer's group, having my hair cut short and have had my request to join the local weekly pub quiz team accepted. These are all good moves I feel. Setting up the writer's group has propelled me out to meet and talk to different people. If it doesn't pan out, at least I will have made new friends. Having my hair cut will 'let go' of the security that long hair makes me feel attractive. If I don't like it, then I can always grow it again. Last, but not least, bless the quiz team, because they will save me from talking to myself and the television when quiz programs are broadcast. ❤

A friend sent a text this afternoon to say he was walking on the prom by the pirate ship and he shared a magic moment. There is a wishing post by the ship and people leave keepsakes there. A little one, with the help of her Mum and Dad, said 'Goodbye' and tied her two dummies on with ribbon. An official ceremony to mark the occasion as her Mum and Dad and all the lovely people on the prom clapped and cheered her. Pure magic. ❤

Lights, sparkles and sunshine…

The Black Pearl The Black Pearl sculpture that children and adults can play on.

Lynn, her friends and I are going out tonight to an annual event in Liverpool called LightNight. The city holds it once a year and celebrates the arts and culture that fill it’s buildings. The libraries, galleries, creative centres and museums stay open till late with exhibitions, displays, street musicians, live performers and all sorts going on. What joys await and as soon as I finish work this afternoon I am heading over The Mersey, so we can all meet up as everyone finishes work. Happy days…

I set off for a walk this morning in the beautiful sunshine that greeted today and I fell into step with a lady walking down to the prom. We commented on the pots and plants filling the front yards and found that we have a lot in common. Mo and I carried on walking in the sunshine, down by The Mersey, and stopped and sat on a bench and nattered some more. Such joy in meeting a like minded soul and we exchanged details with a promise to meet up and have a coffee in the cafe nestled in the park very soon. I have not been there yet, so it is lovely to have engaging company to go with. Happy days…

As I walked back home I stopped to talk to a neighbour a few doors along. His front yard is like a cottage garden and we stood in the sunshine and talked about the old fashioned plants that he grows there. It reminded me of my Great Granny’s garden and it was bliss to stand and talk to him. Mike has seen so many changes around here and we had a lovely chat. Happy days…

I turned and there was the neighbour who walks his lovely dog every day as I watch them through my ‘working’ window. I got to meet Kaiser properly and he is a lovely German Shepherd, with a tender, gentle way about him. We hugged and I stood there stroking him in the sunshine. Happy days…

Just before I finally settled down to work today, Steve the builder bobbed in and dropped off some salvage that he thought Lynn may be interested in. A hilarious conversation followed with him trying to talk about the bits he had dropped off and me trying to pin him down to a date when he would come and do the work Lynn has requested. Good old Merseyside humour flowed and he suggested that he came back this evening to talk to Lynn. I commented that we were out on the town for ‘Lightnight’. He asked what that was and I explained. I even went so far as to tell him that the central library were holding a silent disco. ‘Get away with you…’ was his response. ‘It’s all true’ I replied. They are giving out headphones and you can silently go round the building, transformed with disco lights, doing your own ‘Boogie on down’. He was laughing so hard he couldn’t talk. Picture this: I stood in the doorway waving goodbye dancing and he boogied out to his van. Our laughter carried down the street. Happy days…

If light is in your heart, You will find your way home ~ Rumi

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Breathing sea air
Simply being.

Back in the work fold
Flowing naturally.

Seagulls riding the thermals
Opening new doors.

My heart is home.


Jane Sturgeon

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