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

Sunsets and Small Stones. . .

The week started out very warm and things slowed down as they always do, as warmth soaked into waiting bones. The dappled dance of the sunlight and shade cavorted on the canvas of the nearby building. While underneath the big plane trees, warm people found shelter under the spreading canopy.

"The heat haze hangs heavy over the leaf green land. The air has weight. I feel it pressing into my unwilling limbs, wrapping itself around my shoulders like a shawl."

- My Name is Zing

As the two day heatwave fled, leaving us with more moderate temperatures, I began to make some changes to my blogs. You've probably noticed that I've made a new header for this blog. (I love designing blog headers!)

You can read about some of the changes and my decision to let some blogs lie fallow for now, in a post I wrote earlier this week--> Redesigning and Downsizing.

This week I also decided to join in with July's a river of stones over at My Name is Zing where I will be posting my captured moments as 'small stones' every day this month.

So that's enough news! Let me get back to what I saw this week :-)

Outside the town hall, the hanging baskets were in bloom. . .
And in my garden this week, were more splashes of Red. . .

and a carpet of Purple underfoot. . .

Sweetpeas growing up outside my window. . .

and a dash of Orange. . .

Then there were the most beautiful skies. . .

"I wanted to take pictures of the day leaving and the night
covering the vast heavens with stars. So I walked out into
the moth rich darkness, and was entranced by the intricate
silhouettes of trees etched against the sky."- My Name is Zing

And then last but not least. . .

I was waiting in the car while Joe picked up something from a local industrial estate.

While I was waiting I looked around from my passenger seat vantage point, for things of
interest or beauty (as I do! ;)) - and the first thing I saw was this scene below.

Almost an abstract art image - I love the lines, shapes, angles, and shades of blue.

And then, I saw the scene that became my first entry for a river of stones . . .

"Growing among the rusted metal
and stark utility of factory units.
The tiny yellow flowers bloom."

- My Name is Zing

My second river of stones entry was a moment of reflection that I had this morning.
I wrote about it in the post beneath this one.

I hope you like the new look! I am intending to post here more regularly from now on. :-)

Happy Sunday everyone. I hope you have had a good week. x

Thought of the week

"It's never too late - in fiction or in life - to revise." - Nancy Thayer

I am linking this post to week 42 of I Saw Sunday - Why not come and join us?
We would love to have you on board and we will make you very welcome, I promise. :-)

Images and words Susannah Bec.

It made no difference. . .

Hmmm. . .

I held the mirror upside down today

but it didn't change what I saw.

Still me, still there,

still the right way up.

:-)



This has become my second post for a river of stones - I am participating in the the month long event over at My Name is Zing where there will be a new observation/captured moment published every day during the month of July. Come and say hello it will be good to see you there. - Susannah x