April | 2022 | Dreamwalker's Sanctuary

The Bluebell Wood~ Poem and Story

Once upon a time within a wood

Unfolding her wings a Fairy Girl stood

She flew and she sang with the hum of the Bee

Sprinkling her dust to create a blue sea

Each flower she tended with love and with care

Sharing their nectar she lived happily there

The blackbird he sang his delight in his Song

The wood their home it was where both belonged

She’d fly high and low touching each bell

And each one would open under her spell

Soon there were thousands, they stretched out for miles

Each one touched by the Fairy with smiles.

Now one day a woman alone and forlorn

Walked in the wood all weary and worn

She’d strayed from the path so deep was her thought

Blinded by tears of life’s worries she was caught

She rested her back by the trunk of a tree

Closing her eyes, that woman was me

She came to the wood to speak to a tree

The ‘Old One’ would listen, Silence being the key

His branches would creak, his bark would feel warm

The ‘Old One’ poured love, and the woman felt calm

The Fairy would sit up high in his branch

Watching the exchange and the woman’s downward glance.

She’d fly by her shoulder and tickle her hair

With each breath the woman discarded her cares

She stood up, breathed deep, hugging her tree

Her thoughts now clear, her mind filled with glee

She turned giving thanks and blinked in surprise

Gasping out loud as the sight met her eyes

Her smile now broad, her heart full of love

The Woman discovers the Bluebell Wood..

And so she returns at May time each year

Feeding the birds, she no longer sheds tears

The Fairies still fly and dance in the tree

And once in a while they visit with me

The moral of this tale is to open your heart

Let Nature heal you, you are one from the start

Discover your breath and talk to the trees

Seek out the Silence; your mind holds the keys

So let go of sorrow, worry and strive

Let Nature in for she’s part of your life

And if you should wander and stray off track

Remember that LOVE will lead you straight back..

Have a Wonderful Weekend All of You.. I thought to re-share this story poem, as the bluebells are out in England, and I shall be walking the woods..

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Enjoy May Blossoms and each other

Happy Beltane and Here’s to New Beginnings!

Thank you for reading

~Sue~

Photo Credit.. Fairy : https://www.flickr.com/photos/21886313@N00/5658082599/in/photostream/

The Way.

The Way

Scotland 2016

“Where am I going?” the traveller said

As he stepped on the stones of Rivers Bed

“How far is my destination?”

As he continued on in procrastination

“Which way leads home, how do I choose,

I am lost and afraid and quite bemused”.

“How long will it take for me to get there?

Have you got directions that you may share”?

‘Welcome dear traveller as you join my road

Rest a while and set down your load

Too long have you carried your burdens

Replenish yourself and rest in my garden’

The weary traveller did as he was bade

Realising how long he had been a salve

In carrying guilt, and burdens so dark

He off loaded his emotions from out of his heart

One by one he emptied them out

Laying them bare, he let out a shout

Seeing how each had weighed him down

He lifted his head, and no longer frowned

A trail over Derbyshire moorland.

“Thank you, my friend, for making me see

The Way that I trod was created by me

There are many paths but only One Way

And it took me so long in karma to pay

But now that I see, The Way you have shown

My Spirit is cleansed, and Lighter I have grown

I honour my path and others on their walk

For we each chose our Light and our own dark

Each Prism a dance of love

“No Path is wrong, they just detour and steer

To learn deeper lessons, I see that quite clear

I may be torn and battered, my scars tell a tale

But no one upon the path will ever fail

The traveller rose, giving thanks for his rest

One foot before the other, just doing his best

Life is beautiful when you see perfection in all things

The way is through the heart, open yours, let love sing.

The poem I wrote in 2017, and the above photo’s are ones I have previously shared here on my posts. And this is a re-post from that year.

Sometimes we have to follow our own particular roads, and at times I need to find that creative space and become the weaving woman.. It stills my mind,

And each stitch, each step we take, and each thought is creating The Way..

Learn to follow your own hearts, open them up to your own creativity, stand in your own Power of your own Magical Being, bring that Joy back into your lives, doing what You love doing.. Have a wonderful rest of the week and I will see you in a click or two..

The Universe is Making a Way for you right now.

And remember we create our future by what we focus our intention upon.