The most attractive people to me are those who tell the truth in person. TBH.
my religion is simple
When we look at the internet and watch the mainstream news then peep at the tabloids in shops, life can become very complicated. When we ignore all… Read more “my religion is simple”
Seven songs for the #moon #GuestBlog
Originally posted on Sarah writes poems:
I I watched a thistledown child glide through a fairground, silver balloon bobbing obedient behind her *** II He comes round…
May you walk with goodness in your hearts – we can all be kind with love
It’s been so very hot in the UK these last few days and we should not complain. Nature needs sunshine to grow the land as we need… Read more “May you walk with goodness in your hearts – we can all be kind with love”
Applause for the Good Folk – Moon Channelling – Insights for all. Plus new holistic services on the way #VideoDiary
I’m in my zone but behind with some writing. The moon has been ecstatic. I’ve been dwelling beneath the glow most nights. Wow! I’m so awake. I… Read more “Applause for the Good Folk – Moon Channelling – Insights for all. Plus new holistic services on the way #VideoDiary”
Where Mother Nature resides in all life – we must bow before her – Insight and #Photography
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A manifestation of all that slept to Earth’s core with blissful growing and contemplation – before revealing the decadence of colour, substance and variety above ground for Spring. Where Mother Nature embodies all that is pure and of the divine in her heavenly soil.
There is joy in new life in all that we see.
We slow down to befriend fairies, find the unknown below leaf covered stems. The bountiful mystery of the earth we behold. Sacred to all – known by few. The gateway being love of the infinite however we distinguish or recognise – Mother Nature finds those destined for great things in the now to grow and change alongside her with cyclical landscape.
To cleanse is to find natural water
We should not be influenced by mainstream agenda or amount of tweets and shares. The truth hides in bright corners. Rituals are not just about religion. All… Read more “To cleanse is to find natural water”
‘With the moon’ by Tiffany Belle Harper plus #video
I feel guilty to admit as life is so colourful – sometimes I think I’m lonely then realise I am bored. I will be honest I change… Read more “‘With the moon’ by Tiffany Belle Harper plus #video”
‘A Trivial Pain’ by Tiffany Belle Harper
A trivial pain compared to those that suffer more than this … tooth extraction. Was a crown, root removed soon to be a bridge. My silly left tooth now a gap, awaits something better so I can feel happy enough to smile like others do more liberally.
I turn on the radio. Radio 4 to be exact. I hear a story of a woman far worse than me who discovers she has leukemia. So young, her life taken shortly. How brave as she spoke of pain – her desire to be in the now. To relinquish the past and void the future. Her strength – spirituality – knowing the soul is infinite, never suffering. Her beacon of eternal light.
I searched to find her on the internet so I could listen again. But really I knew, I didn’t need to. You see, I often do that, makes notes, reflect. I hear a song and kick myself for not recalling the artist.
What if I am out having dinner and they ask for my favorite song, film … I blush, I can’t think of one fast enough. When really, there are so many … I seldom recall. I’d rather enjoy the new. The moment. The glory of spotting a piece of small architecture like a marble crow on a bridge, crowning a historical plaque.
Or the sun captured branches of leaf riddled trees in orange, yellow, then, flashes of tan to darkest polished brown.
So as my mouth unfreezes from anesthetic once more. I embrace a little pain. I send it to those who feel it more. I send them light darting through branches and bridges of historical value amidst city lights against a pink and dirty gray skyline.
Tiffany Belle Harper☺
‘The Sordid Folk’ by Tiffany Belle Harper #Poem #Karma
Today’s vulgarities are notoriously shared with only cash and ego. A hierarchy system of automation that thrives on not debate but control. Where the most sordid take… Read more “‘The Sordid Folk’ by Tiffany Belle Harper #Poem #Karma”
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