Worlds Within Worlds

The Woman watched the ant struggling as her fork disturbed the soil where she had been clearing weeds.

The unseen world that lived beneath the earth which was oblivious to the human world suddenly awoke, as it was exposed to the Light.

Soon more ants sensing their world was under threat came rushing to the surface ready to defend it. Each ant courageously taking up their positions as they tasted the air. Each one ready to do battle with what must have felt like an earthquake as their whole world was turned upside down.

They swarmed to the surface, a mass of black, running around in what appeared to be confusion. Yet the woman knew they were far from confused and were rapidly assessing the damage and working out how to defend and repair their world. 

The woman squatted down, leaning on her fork as she sat back on her heels, she looked more closely at the mass of ants. She took off her gardening glove to wipe her hand across her brow as the heat of the Sun rose in the morning sky.

As she did, she noticed that an ant must have run up the fork handle and was already on her wrist. She made an involuntary movement with her other hand as she went to brush the ant off her hand, and in a split second the ant was no more. She said a silent sorry to the insect kingdom as she had unintentionally killed the lone soldier ant with her automatic reflex. 

 She sighed as she stood up, levering her weight onto the fork to help her stand. She stretched and arched her aching back and was aware of her shadow across the freshly dug earth.

She walked back to the garden shed, dragging out a wooden chair she placed it in the shade as she opened up her bottle of water, she drank thirstily thinking of the ant. How courageous he was running to defend ready to sacrifice for the good of the whole. And now his bravery was no more. Gone with the brush of a hand.

The Blackbird who had been keeping her company for days as she had dug the earth landed by the ants. Seeing his opportunity, he gathered more food for his chicks.  She had thrown him the odd worm over the days and the woman had seen his expert eye pick out the wire worms that she could hardly see.  He would fly off with beak full to return near the woman’s feet to see what else the woman had dug up and so the two worked in silent unity, respecting each other’s territory. The woman marvelled at the unspoken trust the blackbird showed her as he hopped so near her folk and hoe.   

Sitting watching the Blackbird gather in this new prize, the woman thought how her actions of turning the earth had set in motion a series of events.  She had a pang of regret. Then stopped herself, was not the black birds chicks now benefiting?

Life and Death went side by side.

Worlds within Worlds kept going around her head.

Were we not like ants? Building our communities and cities. Making our homes, rearing our young, each doing what it takes to survive. Were we not rushing about looking confused? In our chaotic world, as we rushed to work, and drove our cars along the routes we made.

We were all going about our daily lives, thinking ourselves safe, until something bigger than ourselves over which we have no control comes along to cause havoc and upheaval. She thought of the recent volcanic eruptions and thought how small we were compared to natures might.

She stood to begin weeding on another patch, giving the ants time to settle.

All of us are part of Natures Natural World we are no different than Ants.  And in the scheme of the Universe we were minuscule tiny atoms of carbon, floating about like molecules in the space-stream of the Cosmos.  A Sobering thought, as the woman knelt down, pulling up a stubborn weed. She shook the soil from its roots. Taking off her glove, she ran her hand within the soil, thinking we all return to dust, and pondered upon the miracle of life.

We were all made up of the same Elements of carbon and various minerals that were found in the Earth and Stars!.  She looked skyward, shielding her eyes from the Sun, and smiled, yes..

we are All One.

The woman wondered if the human population would be as resilient if their world were turned upside down like the ants..  

She tried to put that thought from her mind as she stretched her legs as she turned her attention to the job in hand.  

Worlds within Worlds, she thought.

Sowing and Reaping,

Harvesting what we Sow

Yes,  Worlds within Worlds

Wheels within Wheels Forever Turning!

The Woman started on her next patch, the Blackbird sang his Song, the woman smiled some more.

All is well in my world as she said her favourite mantra silently to herself,

 we were all of us heading in the same direction….

 Home!..

Note:- Thoughts that came while digging in our allotment.  For those of you who are interested in gardening, More Photos of the Allotment Plot and its progress can be found HERE

Love and Blessings

Morning Breaks into Song.

 

Morning breaks and all is still and pure

The warm breeze is fresh with calm expectation

As a new day dawns.

Then on wind comes first one, then many voices

Each greeting a new day, knowing not what it will bring. ,

I listen to their song, each trill, each chirp rings out in greeting

Their symphony rises as each sing to be heard, as messages

Are passed among the tree tops.

I pick out the blackbird, the Robin, and the Sparrow

Sadly, it’s a while since I heard the sweet Song Thrush

And I ponder upon a Birds Life.

To wake with such joy, no thought of worry

Living in the Now of every moment

Accepting opportunities as they busy themselves in finding food

Catching insects, worms and making the most of human kindness

As they feed from the bird tables and drink from the bird baths.

 

And So a poem is born…

First Light, the early bird catches the worm

The Blackbird

Morning breaks and all is still

Until the Blackbird makes his trill

To call upon all who will listen

As morning dew in sunlight glistens

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First one, then two, then a multitude

Their joy in song they do exude

Imparting greetings of a brand-new day

I often wonder what messages they convey.

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As Sparrow chirps and Robin sings

Each not knowing what the day will bring

Yet each in tree on branch sings out

No worry in mind or do they doubt

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That upon the wing enough food they’ll find

No regrets of fear of future in mind

Living each moment as it arrives

Knowing enough food Nature will provide

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And yet if we look, we too will see sorrow

As some on wing will not see tomorrow

For Nature creates her balancing act

And that comes from Hawk and next doors cat.

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I ponder then upon sorrow felt, as laments on wing are sung

Lone parents, working twice as hard to rear their young

Yet come the morn, I hear their voice

As a New Dawn rises, they sing and rejoice

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Would that we Humans could sing our Songs

To know each day, we were so strong

That we could Trust and live in our Now

Thank you Blackbird

You teach me how..

Blackbird greeting the day on our garden

 

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017.

I hope you take a moment or two to pause, breathe deep and listen to nature, she is teaching us with her song every day.. I hope you find time to Sing  your Song…..

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Love and Blessings my friends.. 

Natures Balance~My Muse today as the New Moon Brings New Beginnings

I close my eyes breathe in deep and drink in the fragrance of newly cut grass. The only sound is from a chorus of sparrows who are feeding their fledglings. Who with wings madly fluttering hop around after their parent begging for food.

Above my head I hear the 2 baby blackbirds squeak out their call as their mother arrives with a fresh beak full  of grubs.

I breathe in even deeper as I let out a Sigh of contentment and gratitude for the Peace and tranquillity of my back garden haven.

Being out in amongst nature is so important. As it grounds us back into balance. We only need look a few feet from our homes to realise how perfect natures tune really is.

And yes there will be those that say and rightly so that Nature can also seem cruel. Survival often has to be. And left to her own devices nature sorts out  the weak from the strong. As  its natural selection  of the strongest survive to thrive. 

Yesterday my husband told me of a tree top drama which happened while I was at work. A great noise of birds cries  and flapping and screeching was heard from our blackbirds nesting tree. A Magpie had descended to try   and take the baby blackbirds. Both parents plus another 2 blackbirds were buzzing it and attacking it. As my hubby went to investigate they managed to scare it off.

I thought even in Nature there are those who look out for their own kind. As the other pair of blackbirds came to help..  I’m sure many will have heard the black birds warning cries, especially when a predator is about. This is repeated again and again in nature, with lookouts posted and those whose warning cries alert others as communities of various species live in harmony side by side. Often each dependant in some way in the food chain or habitat for their own evolution to grow and prosper.  

So I am sat with pen poised over my journal wondering where I am going with this. And just allowing my thoughts to ramble away. I do that all too often!

We also often  fail to Trust in the flow of life. Natures birds wake up with a song in their hearts, each dawn they delight us in their chorus as they greet each other and their day. I would love to be privy to what they say. ‘How’s your brood doing Mrs blackbird?’ -‘Oh mines fledged said Mr Thrush’. I can just imagine each saying where they found a juicy worm. ( Smiles)  Each trust that they will find enough food for their young each day.

My thoughts now turn to Mankind and his  habits. I doubt he could forage for his own food. And not many would survive without the present systems in place in today’s modern world. Cut that food supply chain and he would soon struggle.

I close my eyes again releasing another Deep Sigh as I let go of worry for the future outcomes of the World and try to centre myself back in my Now.

I have to Trust Creation and the creator to know what their doing. I know I can try my hardest to awaken others to the world.  But its up to each of us to wake up in our own time… More and more I hear humanity and empathise with their feelings, as I feel the energies change..  More of us are instinctively feeling this evolutionary change. But its not just about the World as a whole changing, its about recognising the process of changing ones self.

We each need to recognise Personal Responsibility ..

So as I sit in our Peaceful garden I know there are many places and many people in conflict right now. And I’m reminded how the world goes through various cycles when paradigms are seen to shift us to another phase in our evolution. 

I’ve read and been told the planets are in similar alignment to that of the 60’s.  When there was a revolution in Flower Power- and ‘ Make Love not War’ and people were seeking Freedom. All be in through mind altering drugs! 

In 2014 we are seeing once again Mass protests for Freedom. But Revolution is not coming from the Vibration of Love. Its coming from anger- oppression and poverty.

As individuals also many are either on a high or in low point in their lives. We are All of us sensitive to these energies as we seek out our own ways of re-balancing and expressing ourselves.

That’s why we must not buy into the Fear propaganda. I’m reminded of Neale Donald Walsch’s  book ‘ When Everything Changes- Change Everything’ where he played with the word Fear!

He turned FEAR~ into Feeling– Excited– And– Ready!  

As the New Moon is about to begin another phase of New beginnings I sit here in my garden full of thankful appreciation.

My own ME Time is setting me upon my own New pathway of thought. As I create and focus my intent.

I am Feeling excited and ready. And I Trust in the process that all is well in my world.

I look up and see the blackbird tirelessly feed her young. She is Singing even now as her mate is waiting with another beak full for their growing chicks.

It occurred how so many of us have lost the art of Singing and dancing, just for the sheer joy of living! 

Maybe we should all be like the blackbird and get back in tune with our Hearts Song. 

We all have so much love to give. Let us remember to nurture ourselves and our families. And share in the joys we take for granted. As we breathe and Dance in nature as one.

Remember our time is NOW…   Let us remember to Live it.. 

Love and blessings  to you ALL…

and I have two days where I hope to acknowledge those beautiful comments on my last blog post and get back to you all in due course, Please bare with me. as I get back to you all..

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 ~Sue.x