Noticing the beauty in the middle of the chaos.
Hope you are doing well.
E.
Noticing # 73
Nurt Thurs – Renew
“Perhaps the earth can teach us, as when everything seems dead and later proves to be alive.”
Pablo Neruda
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Secret #Tanka
The ragged surface Scarcely shinning upriver Under the moonlight An enheartening secret For all her eternity
The words for this week are Comfort and Worn, synonyms only! I’ve chosen Enheartening and Ragged, and of course the full moon had to be part of the poem! Have you seen how gorgeous the full moon is shinning this month?
a random page # 14
Happy Women’s Day!
The new season is coming and it’s time for changes. Starting by changing the clocks today, this means more day light, more outdoors activities, but the self-changes are the most important: our body, our mood, expectations …
With the Spring knocking on the door, it’s time to get rid of what doesn’t serve us anymore and make space for new things. I’m not talking about material stuff, but thoughts, regrets and old ideas. I try to live a minimalist life style, so I don’t have many things to get rid off. I don’t like cluttering, when I buy something new, the old one has to go out. What I need is to apply the same style to my mind, generally I keep everything in there, and I’m tired of the mind-cluttering.
I need to make more space for the things that make me happy and give me pleasure. More writing, gardening, cooking delicious and healthy food, in summary I need to nest the good thoughts and get rid of the bad ones.
And you? Any plans for the new season?
E.
Embroidered #Gogyoka
Looking beyond embroidered branches Opportunities to fleet in the vastness Gasping breaths and insecurities Pondering the consequences Surrounded by doubts
Nurt Thurs – Dream
“Throw your dreams into space like a kite, and you do not know what it will bring back, a new life, a new friend, a new love, a new country.”
Anais Nin
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Just a poem #2
Beauty is the Garden Scent of Roses, Murmuring Water Flowing gently... Can words describe the indescribable? Rumi
