Golden Paths of Life

Golden Paths

Golden Paths

Walking solitary I feel the breeze

As all around me is a shower of leaves

Each from new bud is born

All so perfect in shape and form

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Beginning life so fresh and new

Each one reminding me of Me and You

All of us held on the tree of Life

Each suspended until we return to our afterlife

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All upon our branches creating our themes

Turning skyward following our dreams

Constantly changing we alter and grow

Twisting and turning we follow the flow

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Back to our Earth Mother all must return

We all have our seasons and lessons to learn

Nothing is wasted both good and the bad

All are recycled, so we mustn’t be sad

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Remember how precious this journey, this Gift

We choose our pathway and which way we drift.

Which way we fall may depend on the breeze

Remember we are immortal, so let go with ease…

Walking the Golden Path

Walking among natures gifts

 

 

The above poem I wrote the other evening as I had watched this video Below The photo’s were taken upon a walk I did. 

The Leaves on the trees right now are great reminders of such a cycle..

Each one perfect, each plays its part to the whole..

We are all upon our Pathway, some may be more golden than others, but all of us are no less important.

We are all of us connected within this ‘Ocean of Life’ we are all connected to the ‘Tree of Life’

Enjoy the Dance!

May you follow your Hearts and land with ease.. 

Love and Blessings 

Sue 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Tale of The Flowers.

Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com

Muna’s  Flower Garden

Muna’s vision of her grandmother’s lessons of Natures magic faded as she found herself once again within the field of her dreams.

Muna found she was now walking towards a huge tree which outlined the horizon which was in the haze of the bright light which seemed to penetrate all and everything around her.

She looked down at the flowers they too seemed to shine their brilliance; she felt such love pouring out from all the beautiful varieties she saw.  It was as if the flowers were all speaking to her as she could feel each one as she walked through them as they showed her that love was within every living thing.

She bent down to touch  one of the many  small daisy like flowers that lined this beautiful meadow she found herself walking in, still bare foot she could feel the grasses beneath her feet and the warmth of the earth, as the love from this place oozed through the soles of her feet.

 As she touched the flower she noticed too how her hands glistened with the same luminescence which the flowers and grasses exuded, like millions of glistening dewdrops upon her skin. The moment Muna touched the flower it was as if she instantly knew the thoughts of every flower as if they had somehow become one and Muna could read the flowers thoughts..

“ Please pick me, you won’t harm me, Please pick me” she looked at its perfect bloom and looked deep into its centre as she studied the stamens and saw how delicate and intricate was its construction with each petal perfectly formed. She turned to look at the flower next to it and she reached to touch its petals which were a delicate shade of pink and again she was aware again of the flowers thoughts wanting to be picked.

Memories of Aponi her Grandmother came back to Muna, as she heard within her mind her beloved Grandmother’s voice saying, “ Take nothing your do not need girl, nature gives us everything, we only take that which we need” she could see her Grandmother as she had been on that day as they had so often gone into the woods together collecting for her store cupboard. Bending over the fungi, and picking the mushrooms and blackberries, digging deep in the soil for the root herbs.  “ Never waste a Life, For remember Muna, all things are living, even the rocks, so only take that which you need”..

Looking at the Flower now, Muna touched it gently and held it to her cheek and she smiled at the memory… Thanking it silently within her mind for giving its beauty for her to share..

It was then as she saw as if by magic, all the flowers bow in unison within the field as if in acknowledgement to her thought.. She smelt the heady fragrance of the flowers as they gave off their beautiful perfume… She closed her eyes to the brightness of the place and she sat for a moment within the blooms as their perfume made her dizzy. She held the flower close to her face it was as if it whispered in her ear…

And so the Tale of the Flowers tumbled into her mind as the flowers spoke to her..

 So as she closed her eyes Muna was told the Story of the Flowers..

She was told why the flowers came to Earth… She was told that Earth was such a drab place before the plant life came, but they were created to bring colour and Joy…

“Our purpose” said the flower “is to heal and give love, and to open your hearts to the beauty and splendour of all life and to give it colour and fragrance. We give our lives up freely for our purpose is to bloom and die, giving love to those who pick us. For upon the Earth the moment we are plucked we return to the source of all light, this field we now reside in”.

Muna looked up at all the wonderful flowers and saw the many colours and varieties that surrounded her, she sat and listened intently.

“We are with you all your lives, you turn to us for many reasons and many occasions, we come at your birth and celebrate your arrival upon the Earth Mother. We come with your first love within the petals of your first red rose. We celebrate in your birthdays and anniversaries, and we come when you just need a smile to cheer your day. We just love to populate your gardens and parks and when it’s time for your last journey we come to brighten up your sad hearts as we bring you to our field of remembrance. We come to you with every thought your love ones bring.”

“We flower in your Summer, But our joy is in your Spring

 We are ever present, for our love we always bring

And even in your winter we bloom amid the snow

For flowers are part of every living thing you know”

Muna smiled as she let go of the flower, gently touching its delicate form, she said thank you for all the times she was given their gifts as they sacrificed their end of their Earth life as they were plucked and so died. And she remembered the many times she had plucked a flower or received one.

She stood up from her place within the flowers and continued to walk the Summerland in her very own field of dreams, for as she looked around at the flowers, these were the very same she had picked or had been given throughout all her life.

© Sue Dreamwalker 2010- 2015 All rights reserved.

I wrote this tale as part of a story some years ago.. I resurrected it as I read an enchanting story on Meg’s Blog Megdekorne entitled One Hundred Kisses . It made me realise I wanted to post something fanciful .

But as its Spring I wanted to bring a tribute to the Flowers and say thank you for all of their very special Gifts.  As I thank each and every one of you for bringing your Gifts of love to my pages.

Love and Blessings for a Beautiful Happy Week

~Sue~

 

Where is your Happiness located?

 Wayne Dyer’s short message made me smile So I wanted to share it as so many are chasing happiness, I wonder if we are looking in the right place? 

Yesterday I captured some eating pleasure as I made this Recipe for the first time. Its nearly all demolished and has gone down a treat with cream for desert today.  

Cornish Sticky Cake.

You will find more recipes on my Home Baking Page..  HERE..

Wishing you all a wonderful Sunday and a Productive new week..  

 A Warm Welcome to all New Subscribers too

I hope you find lots to read and question within my pages and please don’t forget to leave me your Drumbeats!

I may be quieter this week within my own posts  as I try to catch up with all of yours. 

Be Good to each other and Hold each other close 

Love and Blessings 

~Sue~

 

Keepers of the Keys

“So the single most vital step on your journey toward enlightenment is this: learn to disidentify from your mind. Every time you create a gap in the stream of mind, the light of your consciousness grows stronger. One day you may catch yourself smiling at the voice in your head, as you would smile at the antics of a child. This means that you no longer take the content of your mind all that seriously, as your sense of self does not depend on it.”

~Eckhart Tolle~

Source: The Power Of Now: A Guide to Spiritual Enlightenment

Have you noticed what we are being bombarded with lately? Are you tuning in or turning off the mainstream news? Why do you think everything is so repetitive? Is it grinding you down? I came across this little chart on Keys to Happiness, enlarge it and follow the trail.. And I hope you too find your own Keys to Happiness.

Below I reposted a poem from some time back I wrote entitled Keeper of the Keys … I hope you go jangle yours and turn them within the locks of your minds.. Enjoy your day and oh, yes may I just say a big thank you to all my new followers on Dreamwalker’s Sanctuary.. Today the readership grew to 500.

Thank you to All.. and Welcome.

Keepers of the Keys

From out of the mists of aeons past

Walk the keeper of the Keys

Holding their secrets locked within time

When all was one and No locks did bind

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The Keepers knew our thoughts and held them Free

For they would speak Telepathically.

We were those Keepers of long ago

But we lost our way-now like sheep we go

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Herded into Pen’s of Self

Condemned with Greed and thoughts of Wealth

We travel blindly led by fear

Losing our Roots with the passing of years

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Listen now and Listen well

For our Ancestors once more do tell

Its time to open up all our Minds

And discover again the Key and find-

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Within yourself a wealth of knowledge

Facts you’ll never find within any collage

Follow not blindly what you are told

Seek and find and soon you’ll behold-

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A world you thought was real with fact

Was distorted and tainted,

Look for the Cracks

The Truth is out there, you all have the Key,

Just open your minds-look and see

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Stop bleating your woes, and following the herd

Be Daring, Be Brave, let your voice be heard

Start looking back, trace the flower of Life

Look into the Apple, cut it open with knife

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Take a bite, reveal the Real Sin,

Research beyond History, delve and look in

The Keepers return they watch and wait

To see who will awaken and open the gate

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We all hold the Key- It’s held in the Mind

Look Beyond what you see

Seek and ye shall find…

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2012-2014 All rights reserved.

A Bend in the Road..

Upon this road our challengers we meet

No path is easy beneath our feet

We rise or fall within each step

We laugh and cry as along we’re swept

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Some are strong while others are weak

But each experience brings what we seek

For within the valleys come mountains tall

We chose this path, one and all

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I could cry and just give in

To drown in rivers instead I swim

Yes sometimes the currents are strong

As we let emotions carry us along

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But life on Earth can be such joy

As we let go of the fearful ploys

That twist the mind our thoughts to cloud

For I AM Eternal I shout out loud

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And while others crouch in fear

I will smile and wipe away my tears

For Love and Light is the stronger Force

And I’ll walk my road to stay the course.

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© Sue Dreamwalker 2014 All rights reserved.

I dedicate this poem to those of my friends who are travelling along their own roads through their  various challengers at this time..

Know you are ALL loved.. and not one of you walks alone…

Love and Blessings

~Sue~

And The Greatest Gifts Are These

 

Christmas time is always a busy time of year, and as our awareness opens us up to more  giving as we buy presents and visit loved ones whom we perhaps haven’t seen all year, as that closeness that bond of love  which builds up in what we term the ‘Christmas Spirit.’ We smile and wish everyone a Happy Christmas, we  also leave tips and good wishes for their New Year to come to those who have served us through out the year, as we wish them well. 

At Christmas time our senses are heightened, for once we have to stop and think about others instead of ourselves as we madly rush around thinking of that perfect gift to give them.

And yet what is that perfect gift? It can never be found within the  material gifts we toil all year long to attain.

My elderly Aunty who is 86 summed it up perfectly when I went to visit on Friday. As she thanked me for the gift I had taken, she said the gift she misses most is the gift of her eyesight.. For she is too ill to have more operations on her cataract eye problems. I took some photo’s and she enjoyed viewing them through a huge lens which had a light inside to help enlarge the images she could see.

Often we take so many of our Natural Gifts for granted, the gift of seeing, hearing, and our health.

The perfect gift for me comes absolutely free. Its the gift of ‘Giving back’ giving of yourself to serve your fellow man, and it may come as simple as a smile to a stranger or a helping hand to a young mum getting on the bus loaded with shopping, pushchair and toddler in tow. Just showing courtesy and respect.  Small things I know, but they mean a lot to those receiving.

These are the gifts we should share all year round. Yet we have become so caught up in the wheel of toil and debt in this so called ‘Modern Age’ of keeping up with the Jone’s, we rush around in our own little worlds blinked to others needs.

I often think back to what maybe termed the ‘Good Old Days’ when things were much simpler then. Friends have often said to me there was nothing ‘Good’ about those days without the time saving gadgetry we rely upon today.

But I say this; to me they were the ‘Good Old Days’ for we knew who our neighbours were, in fact whole communities came together. We didn’t lock our doors behind us as we entered our homes or view every stranger with suspicion. We pulled together helping each other out, We used to have time for one another.

The Gifts we have forgotten in these so called Modern times is that we have forgotten how to give of our time to each other.

And time is a gift we should all give ourselves. For time is running faster for every one of us. Just where did  this year go? And what, as you look back did we actually achieve?

Isn’t it time we ALL gave ourselves that perfect gift?

As we move into yet another year. Let us spend time with ourselves if only for Five Minutes in our busy days. Go into that sacred space of silent thought. Spend time with yourselves, and listen to those inner most promptings that ‘Inner Voice’ .

Stop and think of all those material possessions we all have, and think for 5 minutes of your day which one you prize the most… Not one of them do we take with us when we pass from this life..

We only take that which we have gathered within our Hearts

And then give thanks for the Gifts you’ve had with you all your life which have cost you absolutely nothing to buy, but without them all the toil and sweat of your labours would mean nothing.

That is the Greatest gift of all..

The Gift of Life.

The Gift of Health.

The Gift of Happiness.

And the Gift of life our Earth Mother gives us Free Every Single Day of the year.. She gives us our very breath every day!

Love and Blessings And Enjoy each of your cherished Gifts!

And Thank you for reading

~Sue~

Where Has All The Magic Gone?

Remember when we were children and we would jump out of bed in a morning with such joy as we greeted the day. We would get so exciting, jumping up and down on Birthdays and Christmas time, and those visits from the tooth fairy, all hold a magical place within my memory.

As adults we perceive things now on a different wave length and those magical make-believe worlds in the days of my make-believe imagination, as I galloped around my garden waving my magic fairy princess wand.

Todays adults have lost the Magic in their lives, thinking it is to be found in the accumulation of possessions. But that which glitters isn’t always Gold, and it often comes at a price, which often leads to the Big Bad Wolf growling at their doors, as the Fairy-tale ends as the Wicked Witch of ‘Pay back with Interest!’ Casts her Debt spell and holds us in her perpetual Grasp!.  

So how can we find that lost Magic? What sort of magic are we each of us searching for?  

Each of us are capable of creating magical things in our own lives if we are willing to re-open our eyes . 

As adults we have put limits upon ourselves which in this modern-day world of gadgets and electronics, which have robbed  many of us of our ability to think for ourselves. We rely on being told what to eat, what to wear, and where to buy.. as the media of Controlling our Lives also casts its spell via the Advertising Cauldron of Modern Day Media.  

We have forgotten to use the Powers of Natures Natural Magic as we no longer listen to the Ebb and Flow of Natures Pulse. We have forgotten to use our Intuitive abilities, we’ve tuned out of the forces of nature, we no longer sit and feel the Energy of a tree, or understand the medicine of herbs, feel the healing offered from the ocean and our waterways, , Instead we pollute the very life giving forces of our planet.

We’ve forgotten the magic of sitting outdoors in Natures elements as we shut ourselves in our boxes with our electronics bombarded with electric light, radio waves, Microwaves, Invisible signals from our mobile phone and TV networks pour through the walls of our boxes constantly.. No wonder our children are looking pasty and ill..We do not see how we are poisoning ourselves with Fast Foods, and additives etc.

We have forgotten to stop and look up into the Magic of a clear starry night as the Moonlight reflects upon the carpet of frost as it glistens in its own magical glitter underfoot, or see the magic in every snow flake, each one unique like ourselves as they fall to the ground. 

Many of us are fascinated with the Future, our curiosity leads us to explore Space and the different realms of reality . Somehow we know instinctively that these realms exist and yet many are afraid to voice those seemingly unexplained happenings, dismissing them as fanciful nonsense. How many of us as children said we saw things, only to have an adult tell us to not be silly, as we grew up and our invisible playmates vanished for ever. Those very instinctive abilities which each are born with are zapped out of us, as we are groomed to the adults world of thought.

The Keys to Unlocking those Magical Doors lay not within text books, but they are found within your own ‘Inner-Self’ your own unconscious mind of imaginings and day-dreams.

I once read a quote from a lady who was one of England’s leading Magical Ladies her name Dion Fortune it said.

“ Magic is the art of causing Changes in the Consciousness according to the Will…….” 

Once we learn to control our thinking-our Imagination of our Consciousness and our Perceptions about our reality, we then change the entire Universe.

You have heard me use the phrase of Waking Up to ourselves, Nature has all the answers, and we are all of us created from the same atoms, each tree, plant, animal and Mineral shares the same heritage.

When I talk about getting in tune with ourselves, I also mean we need to once again get in tune with Nature. For some it may be taking a walk in the countryside, working in your garden, tending to a pot plant in your home.

Finding the Magic is allowing yourself to become that child again. We need to find the Joy in the simple pleasures of life.

So take a look outside your boxes and let the love of Nature work her magic upon your soul. Rejoice in the sound of Children’s Laughter, enjoy the birdsong, Look up and really see the Miracles of Life in the ever changing sky.

We have forgotten much from our ancestors those wise ancient ones who respected all life in all its forms and appreciated its natural flow as they planted with the cycles of the Moon and watched the heavens.

We have forgotten how to choose, how to decide, as our decisions have all but been made for us in our modern day of advertising media. We have lost much of our common sense, as our own natural senses have been eroded by the modern world.

We turn constantly to find answers in books, films, teachers and gurus, but we forget to look at the very core of the problem.

We need only look within our own Hearts if we wish to find its magic. We need to know the powers we each hold as we change our way of thinking.

When we change the magic in our own lives, then we see it reflected back in our outer-world.

The Magic has always been there..

We just need to alter our way of BEing and allow our Natural Sparkle to shine..

and that’s Magic!

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2013 All rights reserved.

Happiness is a State of Being

Below is a Poem I wrote last night, as I couldn’t sleep.. It reflected my day as  looked out into my Garden as I looked at the wonderful rainbow colours of flowers. They filled my heart as I took in a deep breathe . I woke up with these Words repeating over and over in my mind, and Just had to reach for my journal to write them down.

The words I heard were this one sentence. ” HAPPINESS IS A STATE OF BEING ” and so the Poem was Born.. 

Happiness is a state of being

Look around at what I’m seeing

Shapes and colours of every hue

Natures Garden just for you

Happiness is a state of mind

You needn’t look far in you want to find

A scent of perfume rare and grand

Just simply breathe in where you stand

Happiness is within every flower

Growing perfect hour by hour

Just being the best they can be

That’s Natures Gift for you and me

Happiness is the buzz of Bee

For without its work we wouldn’t see

Nature’s treasures multiply

We need its Buzz within our sky

Happiness lay in the drops of rain

To quench the land and life sustain

Happiness lay in the rays of the Sun

For without its warmth no life would be spun

Happiness cannot be bought or sold

Its right here for ALL to behold

Happiness is searched for high and low

And yet it’s around you watch it grow

Happiness is a state of BEING

When will you be thankful for all you’re seeing?

Earth is our Garden of Eden our paradise home

WAKE UP People to your HAPPINESS Zone.

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© Sue Dreamwalker – 2012 All rights reserved.

Thank you Eddie Two Hawks for your Inspiration