My Solar Return

"Rainbow coloured envelopes in a haphazard pile.
Striped wrapping paper and glittery bows.
Ecards with loving wishes. Tweets from friends.
Smiles and happiness at a whole day of birthday still ahead!"

- My name is ZING

I think I swallowed the sun today
One gulp and it had gone
Burning and fiery
all the way down
to my belly
and there
it sits
Shining

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So the day has turned and taken with it my fiftieth year.
Over the threshold I tumble. . . no longer just there or on the brink!

I am now officially IN my fifties!

So please join me in a slice of virtual birthday cake (it has no calories whatsoever!)
and a glass of whatever is your tipple, to help me celebrate this, my 51st birthday!

I have just found that my lovely sister has done a blog post for my birthday!
(She is trying to make me cry! I admit my chin wobbled and my eyes did get moist.) :-)
Check it out at the link below. . .
http://thecaterpillaruprising.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-to-my-lovely-big-sister.html

Thanks Deb, I love you! xxxx


"There may be more beautiful times, but this one is ours." Jean-Paul Sartre

"The little space within the heart is as great as the vast universe.
The heavens and the earth are there, and the sun and the moon and the stars.
Fire and lightning and winds are there, and all that now is and all that is not."
- The Upanishads

And for some astrological synchronicity to do with my birthday - see this post. . .
http://thelionandthelightningbolt.blogspot.com/2011/08/aquarius-full-moon-happy-birthday-leo.html

Thanks all of you for sharing my day. - Susannah :-) x

Image and words Susannah Bec
Birthday cake image courtesy of DailyClipArt.net

Remembering. . .

“If we are facing in the right direction, all we have to do is keep on walking.”

I wander through the corridors of me
in search of that tiny room
that contains
all I have forgotton

The dark holds such memories
it is taut with unspoken things

Things that lay just below the surface
unseen, but dangerous, even to the sure footed

Those small wrinkles in our bedrock become molehills
that can be magnified into mountains
in those inner cinemas
of the unconscious

I need to find the very darkest corner of me

and there, behind the fears
and the debris

of a life

half lived

I know I will find the spark

That pinprick of startling light. . .
just awaiting the breath of my awareness
to fan it into a fire, that will flood the shadows
illuminating those inner rooms with the brightest light

I reach out with eager hands and pick up that burning torch
I hold it aloft, until all the dark internal places
have seen the light that I carry

Lit up from within

I remember

myself

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"Do not fight the darkness,
the light in and the darkness will disappear."

- Maharishi Mahesh Yogi

I was sorting through my Joy Frequencies blog and found this post from last year.
It felt appropriate for some reason to repost it here today....So here it is. :-)
Image and words - Susannah Bec.
More poetry at my blog Out of My Ocean