In a dripping rainforest where mushrooms sleep on cushions of moss eons deep where the melody of nature is pure and sweet and the water, untainted from free-flowing crystal creeks: -there is a world of wonder I wish l could share with you imbued with ancient resonance of every earthy hue..
And it is here I hear the whispers- -echoes of ages past and see the thrumming aura glow softly as I pass Of all the energy of nature united in natural synergy… I see spirits rising through low mist that hugs the ground and understand the message that they share with me… In my wanderings I had stumbled upon Mother Natures sacred ground … and learnt that she had secrets not intended to be found… but I was allowed to linger in the untouched purity of this spiritual glade for just a few precious moments was all the spirits gave…
Enough for me to feel universal elements at play and know no human foot had trodden there before that day and as l stood in breathless wonder of the beauty I had found I left a token of my reverence … tear drops on dampened ground. Poetry and Art by Sharonlee Goodhand Imageweaver
I feel the mountains regular rhythm breathing around me healing this spirit bruised by the demands of life soothing this soul that has for so long felt restless…homeless feeding this mind, weary of the weight of humanity’s apathy… the hills breathe for me… breathe with me… breathe inside of me…
I feel the mountains earthy vibrations I sense its concern for a world caught up in material glory I hear wisdom whispers echoing down the tree covered hillside who listens to these mystic echoes that share tales of elemental beginnings… surely more than just I listen with your souls! See with spiritual eyes! Don’t deny the honest healing found in mountain meditations….
Evolving Rhythms (Before these knees began to seize)
Before these knees began to seize like un-oiled breaks I use to walk for days sleeping where ever I landed
fear was an unknown factor each day moving to a different rhythm
I lived on windfall apples and creek water not tied to an address on a bill or payslip
I could change my name in every town and sometimes I did but I never hid from myself
I use to write poetry on pie bags and litter I found in the street stuffing them in a buff envelop that had a stamp of a kangaroo in one corner…
I’d bath in rivers, or not at all
weave flowers in my hair people stopped and stared
I didn’t care
I fell in and out of love, without the angst and tears and moved on when I got bored…. for a month in the late 70’s I wore the same flowered bellbottoms without taking them off and waded into a river to get ‘em clean
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The planet Qeotojingo, named so for the planet’s lush abundance of QeotoTrees, is a whimsical forest planet in a fairly large solar system with five other animal inhabited planets. Qeotojingo is about 31.2 times bigger than Earth and its gravity is about 11.30 times that of Earth.
A single day lasts 49.00 hours and a year lasts 345 days. The planet is made up of 3 massive continents, and many small scattered islands. 4 moon(s) orbit the planet and Qeotojingo itself orbits a yellow sun in a fairly circular orbit.
The plant-like organisms on this planet are shrubs, Bioluminescent fungi and strange whimsical jungles unlike the jungles or rainforests of Earth. The plants come in various shapes and sizes, some reaching great heights, including towering fungi communities. While many share the same characteristics, some manage to stand out with different colors, scents, shapes and even textures.
This planet is home to many sentient creatures. Most creatures on Qeotojingo are known as Qeotoquins, although each bird, reptile and amphibian kingdoms have their own subspecies name and are quite sentient species, and are rather advanced in terms of animal evolution. They live in what can only be described as small communities in town-like constructions. They may lack the intelligence humans have, but their ingenuity is still very surprising.
Many of the plant-like organisms on this planet are various types of fungi. Many are small, much like you’d find on Earth. But others are towering high above the clouds, similar to trees on Earth.
Surviving is always high on the list of priorities of any organism, which includes reproducing. The organisms on this planet have taken this to a gorgeous next level. Almost all of them are bioluminescent, which means they glow in the dark. These lights will attract animals, who will spread the seeds and pollen one way or another. However, perhaps the most intriguing part is that each color or color combination is appealing to different groups of animals, creating an awesome, nighttime eating balance. A few fungi species have the ability to send their spores into flight mode, meaning they will eject spores into the wind to be carried away to new areas.
Qeotojingo and its whimsical inhabitants live a mostly peaceful life based on balance and coexistence, however should Humanoid explorers ever discover this idyllic planet and hope to take it over, they will find that the inhabitants of Qeotojingo, both animal and plant, capable of working together in very effective ways to protect themselves and their home.
… although the how of it may differ from person to person;
What may work well for one may not be as affective for another.
Some require and crave divine silence for reflection and meditation… others may find in music and lyrics the clarity and wisdom they seek.
For some a close friend or group of like minded friends offer comfort and advice.
Although many find these things through journaling and writing down their soulthoughts.
Whether keeping busy or solitary communion with Nature is your method of self healing, know this- you are strong, stronger than you may feel and you have the power to heal your wounded soul.
Brief summer breeze brushes over her heat-flushed faced … she watches as the curtain flutters with momentary grace, before drifting off… drifting off… into a heat- induced afternoon sleep… …
* She dreams in shades of blue and green, rainforest hues and ocean blues she dreams galaxies and stars, deep and cosmic and cool, falling like waterfalls over the edge of the Universe.
Profound silence, undertones of growing greens and flowing blue, cosmic whales cavorting in a sea of stars… … on and on she dreams ephemeral mystic parallels open up before her, she catches glimpes of turtles gliding over rivers of constellations, as dolphins stream through celestial dreams of blue and green….
Brief summer breeze brushes over heat-flushed skin … the curtain flutters with the grace of a breath-less butterfly as she drifts off into heat- induced afternoon dreams… … …
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She walks in soft undertones of quiet celebration Motivated by devotion to The Earth Mother Her footsteps leave no print in soil or forest misting essence’s follow her path… Her spirit is born of the earth kin she is, to all creatures To stone & crystal to the natural forces of the elements she carries her talismans, each one imbued with resonate energy a bird skull… polished driftwood… tooth of snake… shard of quatz all aid her in of clarity of thought….
Her battered journal a treasure-trove Of healing unguents and curative philters Pockets lumpy with dried herb and amulets… stronger is she in unity with Earthly vibrations she burns the incense brews the tea lights a candle to focus her energy by connecting with the Spiritual Earth empowered by the honesty of inner peace and harmony… … she is a silent hedgewitch walking in soft undertones of quiet celebration Motivated by devotion to The Earth Mother Her footsteps leave no print in soil or forest her spirit merging with the world around her …
We all start out small, and that’s ok, life is kinda long… it takes a bit of learning to get it right… part of that learning comes from the freedom to be a child while we still are children… to believe, without doubt that we can climb to all heights…
Sometimes we just have to do things, to see if we can do them… even if the task at hand is too big we won’t know unless we try we may fail, but at least we tried…
Some things in life may shock us and that’s ok too, its healthy to understand all aspects of this world… some days will be grumpy days… just because they are and there will be days we hide behind a mask to cover our true feelings, simply because it’s easier; And some days will be a real pain, but that’s ok those days all help us appreciate the good….
it’s a big world out there, too big to comprehend sometimes it’s ok to feel a little daunted by it all… the day will come when everything falls into place and you’ll think to yourself oh wow I get it now…
But before we can reach that point, we need to discover who we are… and spend some time walking life’s pathways alone…. so we learn to understand our self first and then walking with friends… its ok to just hang around by yourself for a while;
There will be times when we just have to get our point across… and times when silence is welcomed… … and it’s a good practise to enjoy moments of sunshine… as well as those times rain falls beyond the window…
Our path may take us to places not to our liking but its important to experience these places… important to broaden our horizons…. as tranquil as our own window might be there really is a lot to see… the diversity of this earth should be experienced….
now, life can get stressful, so its ok to feel the pressure that often fills each day…. and say to hell with it all I’ve had enough for one day…. and order pizza….
wild & crazy adventures make great memories even if its only a day tip… and it’s probably wise to expect breakdowns and delays, detours and obstacles…. but have the courage to carry on with the adventure or adapt the journey to fit in with the complications….
In a world that is very often chaotic its helps to seize the moment live precariously and dream wildly….
Its ok to remember happy times that belong in the past and smile fondly at memories, reliving… for just a moment the joy of that day…. and its ok to be sad too with the memory of loved ones who have passed away… But sometimes memories take over all thought, and that’s ok too for a little while… but don’t get lost in them… because there is too much to live for in the now so much love & so many reasons to celebrate….
New life fills the spaces left by the departed continuing the thread of existence…. and new reasons to laugh are born when we put past pain in the past…
its ok to take yourself for a walk along the beach, or through a park a dog is good company but if you don’t have one just go anyway…
and its ok to write a greeting in the sand…who knows… the next person to walk along may really need a friendly sign….
As we age our awareness seems to change, we see things in a new light… it’s a just a matter of concept, clarity and perception… we learn that simplicity is our strength … and that friends come in all varieties, each with a different smile but all show the same emotion and warmth… and if they don’t are they really friends?
Its cool to hang at random places and chat no shopping complexes or 30 minute lunch breaks no chores…. just friends together… and its ok to act like a fool with children, because too soon they will lose that spontaneous inhibition…
Have you noticed how reflections really do reflect the real world?
I’ve noticed that sometimes the writing on the wall can be confusing, so its ok to ask for help…. not all signs in life are easy to understand and some make absolutely no sense at all….
When all is said & done each of us will have many different experiences but there will also be many we share….life is not often easy my friends I just wanted you to know…. I care….
The sun rises even when it’s raining the moon still shines behind the clouds Once upon a time I didn’t care where I was going so long as I moved away from crowds… ‘Cos I can’t breathe in crowded places I can’t hear the thoughts inside I can’t breathe in crowded places no matter how many times I’ve tried…
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Art of Being
There have been times pandemonium reigned times so silent she heard her soul sigh moments so random she was left bewildered- – and brief snatches of clarity that erased all thought; she has been lost and found and turned around flown high with feet upon the ground… … she landed, a little dizzy perhaps but stronger then before;
Through it all she taught herself to practice stillness… not just practice it- perfect it – she turned it into an art-form;
Feed Your Soul & Free Your Spirit 