Fairies, leaves and trees and things

"Innocent eyes see Fairies at the bottom of the garden"

~ Idunna Elemiah

Sssh -
come
and
see the fairies Nan.












Look -
look
they're
here
at the
bottom of the garden

How come
you
go
to
retreats
to learn
what I already know

Tuesdays are such great days

most people place the fate of their happiness in the hands of others

so much easier to find it in their own

Some tuesdays I get to see Deja Rosa and Kristy

and some tuesdays I get to see Kathleen and do yoga

and this tuesday I got to go to Hinchinbrook Island

and marry Chris and Ernie on the sand at Orchid beach

"I'm jumping in Cairns Nan"

So often time it happens,

we all live our life in chains,

and we never even know we have the key.

~The Eagles, "Already Gone"

We unexpectedly found ourselves in Cairns last week

with Tony undergoing emergency surgery.

And where was the silver lining?

Little Deja Rose was staying in Cairns too.

She was soooo excited-

she was jumping in Cairns.

Tony's recovering

and Deja Rose

still wants to be jumping in Cairns!

Mother Earth Weeps

Did you think we could come so far

water wasted

the earth baked dry

Money taunted behind hollowed eyes

Lusted dreams and possessions

poisoned twisted Truth

while feeble hands and hungry stomachs

silently breathe the night

Little worlds

made and moulded

the big picture elusive to our view

Placed and present

we stand forward

our choices diminished

by the mighty few

Spirits search

grasp and clutch

for the clean air of their remnnant past

Mother Earth weeps

tired and angry

Antony Cizek

Honouring our Earth

There is hope if people will begin

to awaken that spiritual part of themselves,

that heartfelt knowledge that

we are caretakers of this planet.

~ Brooke Medicine Eagle ~

dear neighbours

dear friends

each sacred wednesday

we light our candles

and sit in silence

and listen to nature

and listen to stillness

and connect with Spirit

Connecting with Angels

Faith is a bird

who feels dawn breaking

and sings while it is still dark

Rabindranath Tagore, 1861-1941 ~

What a profound and wonderful gift I recieved this weekend. I was reminded that the women who come into my life are caring, listening, supportive, intuitive, hysterically funny, open, intelligent, compassionate, understanding, wise and exciting to be around.

From the wonderful women I shared this weekend with, the Angels let me see that we can be in each other's prescence and be filled with the knowledge that our souls can commune and our hearts can be full and no word need be exchanged.

...and in the quiet moments angels
stood as sentinnels and fairies sat on
bright green leaves and smiled .........

We are blessed by the people
who cross our paths.

Intrigued by their stories
and their gifts

Touched by their dreams
and grateful for their listening






I am so grateful for the women

who help me to grow and learn and laugh.




Margaret xx

Waterlogged

'Why ask why? If it's raining it just is.'

Doug Horton ........ (Who?)

The rain has been relentless.

We slosh around the gardens,

and we pump out the septic tank

and we're out of fresh fruit.

We're isolated in our own little haven,

the bridge to the north

all but disappeared

And the bridge to the south awash with floodwater.
But then the whole town of Ingham to the south

of us is under water.

People have drowned in the vastly flooded

Murray Flats to the north of us.

Victoria have suffered devastating bushfires

and so far 66 souls have lost their lives.

I am so grateful, we are safe, my family is safe, our neighbours are safe, our home is safe and nothing else is really important.

Margaret xx