A Child’s Imagination is Precious~ Our Granddaughters Poem.

Most of us who are parents or grandparents think our children are just the best..  Because they are in our eyes. Not all children are so lucky.

I want to share with you  a poem written by our now Eight year old granddaughter who wrote this poem in two sessions as we took her to school and back again. She composed this on the journey to and from school in the back of our car as we travelled.

I thought it so good when she read it out to us when we got back home, I said it would be a great poem to take to school on her show and tell day when they take things to school and speak about them.

As it was scribbled hurriedly in its  composition on the note paper you see below, I asked her if she wanted to re-write it on some better paper and in her neater handwriting.. This she did, and she took that copy to school.

Our Granddaughters Poem first draft she scribbled down above. Then aged 7

Her teacher enjoyed it so much as did the head master, that they asked her to read it in their Assembly on their last day of half term, before Halloween. 

So she read it out to the whole school and said ‘Grandma, I used the microphone, but I rushed saying it, as I wanted to get it over with quickly’.

 

So here is our Granddaughters Poem.. She entitled it

MY FRIEND.

Who’s that I hear you say?

 It’s my imaginary friend

It’s Benge.

He comes when no one is around

When he comes he doesn’t make a sound

When he comes he talks to me

To keep me company.

I like company so does he, when I enter his reality.

We enter worlds of make believe

Of Dragons dens made out of leaves.

We play up high and flap our wings

We soar and roar and all those things.

We swoop on down and land on the ground

Up we rise, up up tall,

We’re standing on the castle wall.

Giants come we grab our weapons

To defend the castle.

Our Castle comes with a bridge door

But in our castle there is something more

What could it be?

Let’s explore

But first look inside the bridge door

We find ourselves on the bedroom floor

And my invisible friend has vanished once more.

By our Granddaughter Aged 7 at writing.

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Imagination is something we should all encourage, it is something to be nurtured.

After all Children grow into Adults..

And I am still Imagining a Brighter Peaceful New World.. 

Together Lets DREAM  And Create the WORLD we want our Children’s Children to Grow in Love within.

Have a Blessed Week.  

Freedom to Fly. Look UP!.

What happened to the Sun that misty skies now shroud

Has anyone looked up to see beyond the clouds?

The weather patterns changing, with the lines made in the sky

Have you ever stopped to question, or ask the reason why?

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They talk about pollution, from diesel fumes to plastic

Green Taxes, so called solutions, Green Papers and statistics 

Yet all the while what goes up is falling from our sky

Look up from your Devices and open up your eyes

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Fluoride in our water Aluminium in our heads

Electronic waves of WiFi microwaving us in our beds

Is it any wonder we feel depleted, drained and confused?

As technology re-wires and short-circuits, as we blow a fuse. 

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Gameshows on the increase, as T.V. zombies clone

While overhead keeps belching those cloud seeding drones

Some day I want to shout, Scream, Rant and Rave!

Instead I go within, reconnecting my inner Sage

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I used to shout ‘WAKE UP!’ but I wonder if I am too late

One only has to ‘LOOK’ to see the Human State

We’ve separated from Nature, wrapped up in material greed

And yet I’ll keep on planting, illuminating seeds

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To flourish as a planet, these seeds need to grow

For each of us are responsible, of the seeds each do sow

Each has a choice, Free Will, to pick and choose

I hope we make the right ones, if not we all will lose. 

 

This week I will be busy in on my plot, and I have a painting I need to finish..

So Have a Beautiful  Summer Solstice.. 

And Enjoy this painting video of Akiane’s …

The Poem I wrote when chemtrails got the better of me one evening.

Remember  we may not have wings, but all of us can fly…

Just use your imagination.. And Soar..

You will find me floating in the flower beds and among  cabbages. 

Love And Blessings!  

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The Alchemy of Consciousness

Berries of the Ivy that help insects get through winter. See HERE more Information

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The alchemy of consciousness that created you and me

Is nudging us to lift our hearts to open and begin to see

That the branches we stand upon within the Tree of Life

Keeps us reaching upwards, as you walk away from strife.

And from the lofty view, as we gaze back upon our path

We see the culmination of our thoughts that create such wrath

So, stand within your power, The elixir of your Light

As you open up your Vision, create a brand-new Sight.

Know that your thoughts are the paint in all you do

You can either paint in bright colours or allow fear to dim your view.

© Sue Dreamwalker Oct 2017.

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Nature despite all that the seasons throws at her, she never gives in. No matter how cold or how much snow or rain has covered those new shoots, she pushes on through and ALWAYS Blooms. Giving us her best with what she has been given.  I often feel for the animals who must at times be as confused as we are, but they continue to be motivated to survive and thrive.  They never give up, no matter what is thrown at them, they learn to adapt, or they don’t survive. 

Spring brought us a weeks grace here the other week when temperatures soared to record highs in the UK for April in 70 years, It lasted a week, then plummeted back to normal, and once again the wind and rain has set in. While I know in other parts of the world Snow and cold temperatures have lasted longer than normal, While in other parts Floods never seen before have been happening. 

No matter what the world is showing us at the moment, be it in extreme weather or extreme behaviours, we have to be more like nature, and keep on keeping on, just being the BEST we can be.

Time is precious.  And we all of us spend far too much time worrying over things out of our control.. At times I want to rant and rave and shout my rage at what I know to be.. Yet doing so is only adding to the Chaotic energies which is being purposely generated. My rants often come in the words of poems and if people are open enough they will see the meaning behind them. 

Each of us holds tremendous power, yet we so easily give this power away… The power of our own Energy, our own minds and our own thinking. .. Don’t allow your energy be sabotaged, I have done some deep searching into my own negative blip as I allowed my emphatic self be swamped by emotional issues of the world.  While we all need to be compassionate, we also have to understand each of us hold our own responsibilities, we can not be responsible for another’s actions  

I have recently picked up the book again by Eckhart Tolle  and started to re-read his words of the POWER OF NOW. Never more has it been more vital to see just how much Power we hold in this moment of time..  And using our minds to create the sort of world we want to live in. 

So if you feel overwhelmed at times and confused, and aghast at the world at large, remember we each create our future by what we are thinking in the now. Our own energy is vital. So if we join in with prejudice, anger and discrimination,  that is what we will keep perpetuating.

Look around you, everything you see, was once an idea, a thought brought into being by intention and action.. 

Thought Creates

So if we want a society to be more peaceful and a world which lives in balance with nature, we have to realise it all starts from altering our own habits, our own thoughts as we adapt to alter our ways of BEing.

I will leave you with a few Spring flowers, and the Top Picture just for Betty whose Poem Vine brought me to take a picture of some Ivy entwined within my conifer tree.

Wishing you all a Wonderful Weekend 

 

 

 

Look UP! and Soar…

When you awoke this morning, did you look in the mirror?

I did.

I looked deep into my eyes beyond my eyelids

I travelled back in time before technology took hold

Before it sucked us from reality, into its social media fold

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To a time when children would play outside in fresher air

When parents wouldn’t worry about the dangers out there

I went back, before we numbed ourselves in computer game fads

Before we were swamped in consumerism, and online shopping Adds

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I travelled to the family dinner table, where all gathered in discussion

As their days events unravelled in polite conversations

Exchanging news, while eating their meal

While today, no one speaks, except for text spiel

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No one looks up at the sky anymore

Earphones plugged in, downloads the score

Is it any wonder Nature is a mess?

She just reflects back our own destructiveness

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We’ve forgotten to Respect, Care for and Love

The very gifts that were given from Source, above

So, this morning I gave thanks, as I travelled back in time

For the gifts I need to nurture, and resurrect as mine

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When we become Creative, and align with our true essence

We’ll find ourselves in the flow, of our Now experience

Synchronicity will astonish, when you Dream a better self

Your Intention creates an Outcome, creating pure wealth.

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And I am not speaking of Gold, or monetary gain

The wealth I speak of is much more plain

When you give birth to your dream, when aligned with your heart

Believe in its Magic,

Look in the mirror

Make a Start!.  

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I hope your year has begun in its own high flying start. Some of you may have noticed I am not on line as much. I am just embracing each day, going within its flow. I took myself off for a  lone walk in the chilly sun this afternoon. It was a great afternoon for blowing away cobwebs. 

And often while walking, I ask for Sign that I am on the right path. And sure enough I saw this buzzard, it looks further away on the photo slides than it was, and I was able to tell it was a  UK buzzard by the pattern beneath its wings.  Part of what Buzzard is teaching says this~

“( …… It is time to soar above your perceived limitations. Are you currently undergoing an internal death and rebirth cycle? Are you ready to assert your actions from your ideas? Buzzard will aid in transforming knowledge to bring the unconscious to conscious and teach how to soar above it and bring the transformation you are needing at this time. Are you ready for these lessons of awakening? ……. (He teaches efficiency in actions and promises that changes are imminent. He shows how to restore harmony of thoughts and feelings so one can reach new heights with little effort. Buzzards will aid in uncovering truths, clarifying previous conceptions, and allow to see and hear subtle hidden qualities using intuition and awareness.)  “

For those interested in finding the  Full Totem meaning you can find it at this link, just scroll down alphabetically to Buzzard.   Our UK Buzzard looks like this 

Are we ready to soar?

Are you reinventing yourself? 

Are you following your Dreams?

We are all of us filled with wonderful capabilities. Sometimes all we need is to trust in the flow and go with it. 

I am in the FLOW 

Love and Light!

 

The Edge of Time.

Standing on the edge of time

Looking back on what once was mine

I see the fragments of my soul

As I lost sight of all of my goals

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Each Earth decent, I’d start anew

With plans created through which I grew

To Parents born, plus wounds to bare

Each Lesson learned, I’d climb the stairs

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Every step, a blueprint plan

Through Aeons of time in many clans,

All with one objective held in mind

To re-connect with self, to find

The part of me I thought once lost

Of which I strove at any cost

To connect the pieces that were lost and gone

That allowed me now to join as One.

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It was then as each life I saw

In separation, fallen, trying to even scores

I saw the struggles and suffering pains

Of Karmic Balance, and Human Blames.

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Compassion swept through my human lives,

As I witnessed Triumphs, the Highs and Dives,

Each leading me to the Point of Now.

Standing on the Edge of Time. – I bow

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For now I see, I was never broken

I was a scattered seed, now awoken

Reaping all of Aeons Past

Now I’m Whole- And Home at Last..

 

The photos are some taken at the end of November on my trip to Scotland.. We woke up to snow this morning here in England, but I am as snug as a bug in a rug.. Wishing you all a wonderful Weekend.. And thank you for all of my new subscribers and for my faithful friends who stick with my comings and goings..  The poem I wrote the day before my trip. 

Much Love to you all and have a perfect Weekend  

~Sue~ 

Sink Deeper Still

 

Close your eyes and sink into the velvet dark

Now concentrate, can you see that spark

Of light, that pin-prick hole

Sink Deeper Still, to the centre of your soul

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Shut out the din, that constant clatter

Of who said what, and media chatter

Flick the switch, turn off the noise

Sink Deeper Still, into inner poise

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And when you reach those velvet depths

Allow your heart, in beats get swept

With Cosmic waves of Peace and Love

Sink Deeper Still to float above

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And as you rise up out of self

Your body’s functions no longer felt

That pin-prick hole now expands

Sink Deeper Still, to far off lands

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For now, we’re free to fly afar

Remembering we are made from stars

Each holding codes of long-lost Light

Sink Deeper Still, now out of sight

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And so, it is we ebb and flow

Experiencing Life in Cosmic Glow

Breathe in, breathe out, The Push and Pull,

Sink Deeper Still, in silent lull.

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When reaching Deep and Deeper Still,

As hearts expand with love to fill

That tiny Light you first did see

Explodes in Joy, For One are We.

 

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017

 

 

Listening to The Echoes Within

                                                              

Can you hear the echo of Silence Within?

Is it shattering through this chaotic din?

Of political missiles of control and power

What kind of thoughts do you launch within an hour

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Do you wonder where those thoughts might land

As you create ‘Matter’ from the ‘Force’ at hand

Projected missiles each moment we send

As out into the Universe our thoughts do blend.

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Creating our future, we constantly weave

Each thought born, with intent conceived

Which side of the pendulum do your thoughts swing?

Is it positive or negative energy you bring?

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What noises are you sending out?

Is it Peace and Calm or do you want to shout

Remember the Echo rebounds to bounce back

What thoughts are you sending, is it Love or Lack?

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Have you felt the change, or don’t you care?

Are you breathing in deep, Natures air?

Are you listening to the echoes of your heart?

If you are then you’ve perhaps made a start.

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Are you listening to your Inner Chatter?

What you are focused upon really matters

The power of your thoughts is what we create

Take a moment, to Pause, and Meditate.

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What outcomes to you wish for this world?

Is it Peace or War you wish to unfurl

Now is the time we Humans Must Unite

To envisage Peace, we must reach for the light.

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© Sue Dreamwalker 2017

 

Within today’s world, we are seeing many truths now being exposed, as those whom we are supposed to look up to, are now finding their own Lies, echoing back to find them out.

We  all of us at times join in the gossip train, that travels out, gaining momentum and speed, stopping at various destinations, it gathers on board more passengers, who add their own little flourish to the journey.

I caught myself on this journey only the other week, which led me to stop my inner chatter, for our thoughts, like our words, are also powerful, and travel out, to create their vibration.. Which is why I wrote 

Are you listening to your Inner Chatter?

What you are focused upon really matters

The power of your thoughts is what we create

Take a moment, to Pause, and Meditate.

I hope you pause, and take a moment to see what thoughts are being sent out.. For believe me.. They Echo right back to the source of their creation, it may not be straight away.. As the train timetables vary.. So Listen to the Echoes of your  Heart..  I hope we have all made a start…  Hold your vision for the World.. 

Love and Blessings

~Sue~

The Photo I took  At Whitby Abbey in 2010.

Finding our Hearts.

 Finding our Hearts

Photo taken at Rufford Abbey UK.

Seeking, Searching, where do we begin?

Life times of debris beneath our skin

Digging, Delving, opening up old wounds

Peeling away shadows, expelling old fumes,

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Life times of hauntings, the nightmares that cling

Each layer we peel is not without its sting

Yet the deeper we go, the higher we rise

As we tare off the masks, revealing our true prize

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For when you find your centre, your true self

Its priceless, and more precious, this is true wealth

Life becomes so simple, and your head becomes so clear

When you let go of Lack, and release all of your fears

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Searching means exploring the power from within

Letting go of conditioning that began with original sin

The feminine is rising as the compassion and love expands

Embrace your brothers and sisters, extend a helping hand

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For the pain we see reflected are the revealing layers

Set to ignite Compassion through Unity and Prayers

So don’t let the Fear Divide us, for it weakens and controls

Reach deep into your hearts, Let Love be our Goal.

© Sue Dreamwalker  Sept 2017.