Deep in the forest covered in green there rested a box barely seen it perched atop a narrow ravine looking down, calm and serene watching, waiting in it’s quarantine carpeted with vines all velveteen Into that forest so crisp and clean there came a fairy, fluttering her wings sparkled iridescent sheen “Hello” said the box “I’ve been waiting”
My life is full of blessings even though the snow is messing with my plans, leaving me guessing I find my self honestly confessing I miss the sun’s warmth caressing though Summer heat can be oppressing and humidity is too depressing So I’ll cloak myself in winter’s dressing warm and snug to contemplate my blessings
Awoke to several inches of snow this morning when a spring squall moved in. A few more inches since then. It’s been a quiet day, roads and sidewalks are slick with melting then refreezing run off. My exercise today has consisted of an indoor walking video, and shoveling the front walk twice plus a short walk to the garbage cans. Good enough.
I am reminded today that one of my goals has been to acknowledge the blessings this pandemic panic has brought my way. I gaze out my window at the snow covered trees, bushes and roads and contemplate the blessing of a warm snuggly home. I was able to pick up groceries yesterday, have ordered more on-line and have a stocked pantry to see me through until those orders arrive. Blessings, oh so many, many blessings fill my world every day, it is humbling to contemplate. Blessings to you my friends.
The chains that bound her were heavy, even heavier than the anchor at the end. They intended to toss her off the quay and see if she would use magic to save herself. Because she had done what the village healers could not. What was she supposed to do let the plague wipe them out? Now they judged her a witch. Stupid humans! Fae gathered her magic, pulling the heat from the earth, the stones, the very air around her skin glowing intensely until she burst into flame and dissolved into ash.
The astonished guards stared at the ashes before hearing a voice that crackled with fire as she rose from the ash, resplendent in her flaming wings.
“You dare judge me a witch, I am Phoenix Fae, Fire Fairy. Now, RUN!”
For Maria Antonia’s #2020picoftheweek challenge my chosen prompt for this week is “weathered”
“Blue rain from a clear sky, our world a cube of sunlight — but to the south the violet admonition of thunder”
About the picture: a beautiful bit of poetry found on the underside of the pier on Wellington, NZ quay has weathered the test of time while it speaks to the heart and brings a bit of beauty and reverence to my walk along the sea. A bit of “senseless beauty” of which I am in sore need right now. The pilings were covered with starfish and mussels and all manner of sea life. 🙂
From Linda’s one liner wednesday“All difficult things in the world are sure to arise from a previous state in which they were easy, and all great things from one in which they were small.” ― Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching “The first half of this quote is becoming all too obvious in the world we live in. But the second half remains a challenge. Think about it. What small things in your life do you now have time to make great?”
Funny you should ask Linda, at my age time is a constant companion. No matter what I have to do, or how much leisure I have, there’s never, ever enough time. So, every day I try to do small things with great love. Perhaps that’s the real lesson to be learned from the current crisis (no I’m not naming it, could be like Betelguese 😉 tomorrow is never promised, don’t wait.
“Saruman believes that it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I have found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Small acts of kindness and love.” ~ Galdalf the Grey
I hope you dance ~ Lee Ann Womack
Til next time – practice random acts of kindness and senseless beauty ~JPP
About the picture: Taken at the Beautique Hotel in Taipei, Taiwan. There is an “atrium” in the breakfast room. In Taipei, most of the buildings are very, very close together. “Green space” is mostly roof top gardens and public parks. Not an ideal situation for a South Dakota grasslands girl. I was intrigued by this ingenius optimization of space usage. The designers installed glass walls (windows) just about 12 inches inside the outer wall of the building and they have created planters for small trees and plants as well as lattice for hanging planters and a wall fountain for irrigation. The plants on the wall change periodically with the seasons. It’s a welcome respite from the constant hub-bub of crowded city life.
So Judy D-B started this from a text she got and it seems like a great idea so since we’re in “self semi-quarantine” here thought we’d take a bash. What the heck is “self semi-quarantine? Superhubs and I are both in very high risk groups so we’re staying home or at least away from public places as much as possible. We use drive thru’s, grocery curbside pick-up, on-line ordering … yadayadaya. So what’s happening in my world? Our instructions are to: share the very last photos on our SD cards or iPhones
Beneath the promises so broken, the platitudes and lies unspoken tear at the once caring heart love was lost right from the start rough and broken stone and brick bleeding wounds that stay soul-sick
But somewhere deep down below there lies an ancient light and glow that tiny incandescent spark, warms the soul and mends the heart in the darkest corner of winter chill love’s light shines all the brighter still
Winter Light — Linda Ronstadt (from the movie Secret Garden)