( For visually challenged reader, the photo shows a man, on a pier, in a carefree swinging movement. A body of water is visible in the background)
For visually challenged writers, the image shows a hidden waterfall, surrounded by high rocky banks and trees, cascading into a dark pool.
This week’s prompt ~ Cascade
Broken coloured shards of light
inside a kaleidoscope
caught inside a tumble dryer
that’s how my life feels.
Broken, trapped inside a bubble
waiting for someone to burst it
let the pieces out, try to put them back together.
How can one life be so fractured, splintered?
How can I have wasted so much time
on a fool with no eyes to see?
Was he blinded by the shards of light
from an ancient woodland?
Did the light remove part of his
knowing, his ability to love?
Can my love remove the blind?
I am reposting Anita’s lovely poem today because I am broken.
Somehow, I have become a virus victim. I don’t think it is THE virus… but today all bets are off!
my temperature keeps soaring, but not having trouble breathing, so not really sure of anything yet. I do feel a little better today, so maybe it is on the way out!
Thinking of you all,
There will be no #Silent Sunday post this week, as I was reading Jill Dennison’s lovely post about Hugging and decided we needed these more…
Here is an excerpt…
“Today is for hugging friends! Hugging has been around for millennia and is practiced by almost all cultures as a way to connect with others without using language. Hugs have traditionally been given in may scenarios: as a greeting or goodbye, for sympathy or congratulations, and for gratitude, support, and affection. The word “hug” seems to have come from “hugga,” an Old Norse word meaning “to comfort.” “Hug” was first used around 1610, to describe a wrestling hold. It began being used for its current meaning in the 1650s.
Hugs may release a hormone called oxytocin into the bloodstream. This hormone, produced in the pituitary gland, helps lower blood pressure, heart rate, and the stress hormone cortisol. It also reduces anxiety, improves mood and memory, and increase bonding and closeness. Those who hug often tend to have increased empathy for others. In order for hugs to be beneficial, those participating must trust each other and both want to hug. Otherwise, the opposite effect happens and cortisol levels rise, causing stress.”
I love a good hug and feeling sorely deprived of late. So this post is for everybody who feels the same. Consider yourselves well and truly hugged today!
This is what it feels like right now, isn’t it?
These words were running around my head, and at first, I didn’t recognise them as any kind of message. Hardly surprising, as not sure I really know what my name is right now…
The pea soup in my brain must have thinned a little, for I suddenly realised why those words were so familiar. It’s the name of the people who create the most inspiring music I have ever heard, and where I usually head in times of stress.
And if ever there was a time to listen to it again, it must be now. I cannot imagine why I haven’t done this sooner.
Take a moment to listen to this glorious music and tell me honestly that it didn’t reach those parts that were crying out for hope and salvation…