Foxy Moments!


Today I have had some spare time.. This morning I went for some Reiki healing which my Daughter kindly gave me.. And I spent time reading as I chilled out today… But it wasn’t long before the call of the Wild drew me in.. as I got out my Pastels and set about drawing one of my Totem Animals which is on my Drum..

The Fox Totem  I was interested to read that the Fox Totem also teaches about Healthy Eating Habits; Small meals and often. Which I needed to hear as I have been skipping meals of late.. So thank you Foxy…

Another trait is Invisibility ….. Invisible I have tried and it didn’t work. Winking smile . Although I often melt within a crowd..

I really need to start my Drumming again as I’ve not done any in the past month….

Here is a Poem I did oh way back in the 90’s which I will share with you again…

Indian Ways..

Fire light glow – drum beat slow.

Haunting cries – Redskin eyes.

Rattle snake – Rattle shake.

Pipe smoke – Feathered cloak.

Spirit song – Shadows long.

Wolf howl – Warriors prowl.

Buffalo white – Great Spirit light.

Medicine man – Tribes and clan.

Earth Mother – Nature lover.

Fire light dim – Dusty moccasin.

Silver Moon – Lone pipers tune.

Indian Nations – Reservations.

Lost Earth ways – Indian Braves.

Ghostly sounds – Hunting grounds.

Sioux and Crow – Apache Navajo.

Chieftain Days – Indian Ways.




And Have a Great Weekend ALL..

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2011 All rights reserved.

The Now..Gift…


What was the now moment? was it this breath she took as she breathed in the Sunny Breeze. Was it her gaze as she opened her eyes to the sky seeing in front of her a haze of insects as they hovered above her head

She wondered now about the insects as they congregated darting this way and that, each busy doing its own thing, each on its own journey, and yet who ever gave them a passing thought?.

She had, just now… there it was again.. the NOW Moment… How do you keep your thoughts in the Now moment? as she was deflected again from her moment as a plane passed overhead. She followed its path across the sky. it was a small biplane the noise from its engine changing as it circled and banked.. She wondered where it was going what it was doing as she brought her gaze back.

The clouds were thicker again and the breeze had picked up.

She told herself … Focus!…….. Focus!…… Focus!..

What do you want from your ‘Now Moments’? Can all Now Moments be positive moments?  Why did she feel so sad?

She thought about that deeply…. She couldn’t answer her question, because to look at her answer took her away from her Now Moment into the Past, which in turn catapulted her into the future.

A future she so often saw, which she wished she couldn’t. A future which she could create within the ‘Now’…

All thoughts being living energy she knew that, she knew she had to construct her thoughts like building blocks. She needed to build her future, she needed to understand she didn’t need to tear down the past brick by brick, for within the Past lay her foundations which were indeed the bedrock which had led to her Now… She needed to construct now that place in the future.

She saw how she had needed her Past to gain strength. She needed only to sit within her Now Moment to understand Every Moment, Every Single One has a Gift…

That’s Why they call it ‘The Present’

The Moment.

How long could she shut out the World? To open her eyes would allow the harsh light of day to blind her vision. A vision she no longer wished to see. She had witnessed cruelty beyond measure of Man’s inhumanity to man.

If she kept her eyes closed she could shut the world out. She could stop the constant chatter; the inaudible rabble the world threw out, the constant noise of the ‘woe is me’, ‘the I have not’, ‘the I want’ and ‘it’s mine’

Within the darkness behind her closed eyelids she could create a perfect world. A world of love and healing, a world of unity and sharing, a world of giving and receiving. A selfless world of Peace.

She wished this throbbing in her temples would cease, in fact it was at such times as these she wished she could just vanish completely. But as soon as the thought appeared she vanquished it from her mind, she knew she still had to fulfil her destiny, complete her mission, she knew her ‘Time’ was not yet.

‘Time’ ….everything had its Season, a time to sow a time to reap, ………

Harvest Time, ….. Now there she could focus, she knew all about harvest time… (We plough the seeds and scatter the good seed on the land) arrgh she thought what seeds indeed did we sow. Again she was a child, running, carefree, laughing.. Oh to have that feeling back, to wake each day with that Joy and spring in her step. To view the world with untainted innocence.

She wished Time would open up its ticking hands just to hold her still. To stop her thoughts from racing off into the future or slipping into the past. She wished Time would hold her still within that ‘moment’.

She laughed out loud, the sound echoed within the tunnel of her thoughts like an alien train. She’d had many ‘moments’ and each of them had been a ‘Now moment’ but she had let them All slip away as she looked over her shoulder as the shadows of the past crept up. Or she chased them into her future wishing them to come.

The salty brine oozed from beneath her eyelids, but she still refused to open them. Where did all those ‘Now’ moments go? Lost, gathered up in vague recollections.

The Light squeezed a ray of silver under her lids as the salt stung at her eyes.. Her temples throbbed in unison with her heart, pounding now within the cage beneath her breasts. A cage she had placed herself in. The rays of light filtered through her lashes creating prisms of colours that darted in lines she counted them, One,…… two,…….. three………………….

She opened her eyes with a start, the Sun had come out from behind the clouds.. She was back within the ‘Now’.. and a smile once again touched her lips for she realised she could live within the Now Moment any time she wished.. For ALL Moments are Now moments..

She just needed to believe and Live and ‘breathe’.. Every Moment Now….

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2011 All rights reserved.

Home Coming.


She lay upon the bank of grass hands behind her head looking up at the sky. The clouds were fluffy like she remembered when a child as they drifted slowly in front of the pale blue sky.

A bird called out in the distance, she listened again to its call, she recognised it as the call of a Grouse way off to her left. A butterfly, small and brown flew by her as she turned to look at the meadow flowers, knowing them all like old friends.

The Hazelnut Tree was directly in her line of vision as she saw the clusters of nuts still pale not ripe to be picked. Her mind flew back to childhood when her father took her nutting, gathering nuts from the trees sweet and small, and how she’d spend time cracking their shells opening up their delightful centres to place them upon a small dish sprinkled with salt. The hours of patient harvesting, cracking, gone in a second of delicious sensations upon the taste-buds.

She tasted them again now in her mind as she thought of another hill many years later. The climbing of rocks as she scattered the ashes of memories laying to rest her father in his favourite Valley of walks

The breeze stirred her mind back to look at the clouds which now had become a little thicker in the sky blotting out the Sun for a while… She shuddered and lifted herself up as the tears of her lost childhood washed down her face.

A voice at her side spoke in soft gentle tones whispering within her mind, she listened intently as she looked at the Hazelnut Tree.. The Voice recounted a story of long ago of a journey of souls, a journey where they knew everything had purpose, and everything had reason. She heard the voice tell her of a vow made long, long ago.. She knew then, as she knew now, that her story was only just unfolding.

Held within the threads of her searching her journey started long ago upon a vessel in the ocean of life as she set sail upon her course to weave the creation of her present position. She was almost home. But first she knew a story needed to be told.. One so powerful it set her tingling… She looked up again to the Sky and saw two Hawks circling in the sky above her.. She smiled content.

She lay back upon the grass and put her hands behind her head once again, closed her eyes to remember where it first began…

She was  Almost Home………………….

Normal Service Will Be resumed as Soon as Possible.. be back Soon I hope!..

❤ Jon Anderson & Vangelis –

I’ll find my way home ❤

You ask me where to begin?
Am I so lost in my sin
You ask me where did I fall
I’ll say I can’t tell
you when
But if my spirit is lost
How will I find what is near
question I’m not alone
Somehow I’ll find my way home

My sun shall rise in the east
shall my heart be at peace
And if you’re asking me when
I’ll say it starts
at the end
You know your will to be free
Is matched with love
And talk will alter your prayer
Somehow you’ll find you are
Your friend is close by your side
And speaks in far ancient
A season’s wish will come true
All seasons begin with you
world we all come from
One world we melt into one
Just hold my hand and
we’re there

Somehow we’re going somewhere
we’re going somewhere
You ask me where to begin
Am I so lost in my
You ask me where did I fall
I’ll say I can’t tell you when
But if
my spirit is strong
I know it can’t be long
No questions I’m not
Somehow I’ll find my way home
Somehow I’ll find my way
Somehow I’ll find my way home

Somehow I’ll find my way



The Ripple Effect

We are all witnessing the ripple effect here in the UK at this moment in time, as we see Copy-cat acts of violence from Youths who seem to be waging their own war upon their own communities .. as we have seen over the last few evenings here in the UK..

While not wanting to add to the escalation of their actions here, its hard to detach from the effects of their actions… But its important we try not to get embroiled, as we may be given to make judgments and add our thoughts to the situation. And if we add Negative thoughts we only add to that negative  Ripple effect they are creating. 

So I have reposted a Blog I did sometime ago.. and have added it again here.. Which was entitled ‘The Ripple Effect’

We Reap what we sow!.. So let our seeds be sown in love and light where ever possible..

What we think! – We Create..

So lets choose our thoughts with care..   

The  Ripple Effect

Each of us carries within us the capacity to change the world in small ways for better or worse. Everything we do and think affects the people in our lives, and their reactions in turn affect others

You only have now to look at the impact of Panic, as the “Word” is spread through our Media.

As the effect of a seemingly insignificant word passes from person to person, its impact grows and can become a source of great joy, inspiration, anxiety, or pain. Your thoughts and actions are like stones dropped into still waters, causing ripples to spread and expand as they move outward..

Each word and thought a vibration of energy that even though our eyes cannot see it, travels out from the source of our creation our minds, to those whom we touch with either a kind or harsh word, or the Truth.

The impact you have on the world is greater than you could ever imagine, and the choices you make can have far-reaching consequences.

You can use the ripple effect to make a positive difference and spread waves of kindness that will wash over the world. Or you can contribute to its destruction by adding your negativity to help the dark-side win the battle that is now being played out.

Someone feeling the effects of negative energy will be more likely to pass on that negative energy.

So Now is the Time to use your Word, and Spread the Truth, and if those who receive that word of truth are meant to listen and take heed, then you are helping awaken those who are still in shadow of ignorance. You are helping them to see the ‘Light’ and so the ripple effect goes on.

So should the opportunity arise, and you feel compelled to do a good deed for someone else. One act of charity, one thoughtful deed, or even one positive thought can pass from individual to individual, snowballing until it becomes a group movement or the ray of hope that saves someone’s life. Spread the Truth.

Every transformation, just like every ripple, has a point of origin. You must believe in your ability to be that point of origin if you want to use the ripples you create to spread goodness. Consider the effect of your thoughts and actions, and try to act graciously as much as possible.

To smile at a stranger, a compliment given to a friend, an attitude of laughter, or a thoughtful gesture can send ripples that spread among your loved ones, out into your community, and finally throughout the world. You have the power to touch the lives of everyone you come into contact with and everyone those people come into contact with. The momentum of your influence will grow as your ripples moves onward and outward.

One of those ripples could become a tidal wave of love and kindness.

And Bring this World once again into the Light.

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2011 All rights reserved.


Doodling Today


Today I had some free time, and just wanted to get my mind away from all the turmoil this world seems hell-bent on creating for itself.. The TV has been switched off, Music switched on.. and I lost myself in my own world of creation for a short time this afternoon as I got out my Pastels and did a couple of sketches.. As I just needed to clear a space in my mind.. as Its been getting clogged up in Studying various things to pass certain certificates within my new job… So it was good to just let my mind feel Free today as I enjoyed the sun and set about doing what I enjoy.. as I sketched and coloured in pastels instead of using paints today..

I should maybe  should have done an Owl and a Pussycat.. for then I could have recited  the poem Lol

But instead I Did a Rabbit and a Hawk.. ..

I have seen a few hawks catching the thermals recently over where I live as I’ve been out walking near by.. They are wonderful to see as they fly in circles effortlessly gliding upon the air currents as they gain height and to see the speed at which they dive is incredible as they pounce upon their prey..





And the other day I did a quick  watercolour painting of a Tiger as they had been on my mind recently this was done simply from memory as I couldn’t remember quite how the stripes went.. Maybe I will attempt a Pastel drawing tomorrow as I have some more free time on my hands


And Finally here is a pencil drawing of a Peregrine Falcon which I already added to my Art Collection Pages under Pencil Drawings..


So Just a few Doodles to pass some time today as I opened up my Art Box!… Much better than getting caught up with All the negative news… On the Box!…

And I Want to thank everyone for dropping by to leave all your wonderful comments I will be around to visit you all shortly..

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2011 All rights reserved.

I love the Things with Wings

I love the Things with Wings.

Once upon a time there lived a little Caterpillar who lived among the cabbages and weeds. All day long he’d munch and chew, munch and chew, as bigger and bigger he grew.

And each day as he watches the birds high in the sky he thinks how wonderful it would be to have Wings and fly, and live high up with the tree instead of munching low to the ground beneath the Cabbages making no sound.

Then one day he had a fright, as birds did swoop and peck with beak his cabbage leaf to shake his feet.

His friend was munching by his side when all of a sudden in big surprise the one with Wings did grab him tight and off she flew with him out of sight.

Oh how he wished he had wings!

He munched his way among the leaves getting wet and cold with breeze, until one day he’d ate his Fill, and thought to himself he’d catch a chill.

He saw the birds all flying south and wished once more with yawning mouth that he too had wings.

And so when days did grow too cold, he spun a blanket around him to hold him suspended from wind and hail He chose a spot in a sheltered Vale, and as he snuggles down to sleep he dreamt of birds with wings so sleek

At last from slumber he awoke as Sun rays did shine with heat to stroke his back as he did stretch his legs and he pushed his way out of his Bed.

He’s hung suspended upon his thread and waited until the sun shone on his head.

He stretched himself in all directions, and jumped with joy at his inspections, for no longer was he green and fat but he’d grown Wings now Fancy that..

He flew with Joy and lots of pride no longer now did he have to hide. He flapped his wings and fluttered High with wings did swoop and dive.

No longer was his world so dim for he was free to fly on whim.

He settled high on blossoms branch, oh how he loved his wings and danced.

At last I’ve got my wings to fly..

At last I’m flying In the Sky ..

For I am A Butterfly!

© Sue Dreamwalker  – 2011 All rights


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Each of us, carries within us the capacity to change the world in small ways for better or worse. Everything we do and think affects the people in our lives, and their reactions in turn affect others As the effect of a seemingly insignificant word passes from person to person, its impact grows and can become a source of great joy, inspiration, anxiety, or pain. Your thoughts and actions are like stones dropped into still waters, causing ripples to spread and expand as they move outward.. I hope that I can send a few ripples out via the web of life, as we each of us weave the threads together... Welcome to my Sanctuary of Peace and Love... May we each spread our Lights around our World....Sue Dreamwalker

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