Sometimes it’s too easy to think the path ahead is clear. Blue skies, sunny days what have we to fear? Suddenly we face a hurdle, ones we tried to get over before. This time the hurdle is standing larger than the one we faced before. There may be a bright side but today everything is dark. Sometimes we have to stop along the path, restore energy and remember who holds the future and the future is in His hands. 

“I know who holds the future,

And I know who holds my hand,

With God things don’t just happen,

Everything by Him is planned;

So as I face tomorrow

With its problems large and small,

I’ll trust the God of miracles-

Give to Him my all.”

—A.B. Smith


Colour of the wind

I was inspired by a competition in a knitting group online to think about colours, the prize being a skein of wool, hand dyed to the colours I could convey through a poem, a memory or a photograph. As I listened to the podcast I didn’t think I would enter in but the idea lingered in my mind. I love colours, nature and handcraft which brought together all of these with my love of writing and my somewhat creative mind.

The thought process came to me suddenly. At first I searched my photo albums for mountain views, envisaging the gorse and heather, a landscape of beauty. Oh to have a skein of wool depicting what I could see. While looking for my photograph my source of inspiration came from another photo, which I have uploaded with my post today.

This is my entry to the competition via Raverly there are so many wonderful posts in the thread mine wouldn’t have a chance of owning the one and only hand dyed skein of wool but I am grateful that the idea provoked my imagination and brought calm to my mind. I realised I could think in colours and present my idea with the beauty of nature. It may not make sense to many people but to me I wouldn’t forget these thoughts. 

My inspiration is drawn from nature, how delicate the small blue butterfly that danced in the wild flower meadow last year. Nature’s colours blending blue with cream and a touch of rusty hue. 

I add the words from Pocahontas as my little butterfly held on in the silver breeze, painting the colours of the wind for me.

You can own the earth and still, 
All you’ll own is earth until, 
You can paint with all the colours of the wind


Waiting for the storm

A turbulent week brought thoughts to my mind as I had to face fears, illness and try recover a little confidence. The situation in the world far outweighs my worries and fears although I take solace in the words ‘all these things must come to pass’ Matthew ch 24 v6 This is how I put into perspective things which are out of my control. 

I took this photo last week when we were waiting for a storm to pass and now we find ourselves in with another weather alert for high winds and rain. I can hear the wind as I type this blog. The heron stands in the distance, oblivious to any danger the storm may bring. He is waiting to dive for his next meal, he thinks about his life one moment at a time. He doesn’t plan ahead and stress about not having Christmas organised or piles up too much food. He hunts when he is hungry, yet stands tall in the face of the storm. 

I have another quote which I have been reflecting on while we enter into a season which can overpower our daily lives. We need to keep things in perspective and recover our strength even if it means we step aside from this fast paced world. We need to pray without ceasing for each other, the world around us and ourselves and most important of all we need to listen for the answer as we don’t have the answersourselves. I know who holds my future ‘So likewise ye, when ye see these things come to pass, know ye that the Kingdom of God is nigh at hand’ Luke Ch 21 v31

Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul. John Muir (1838–1914)

Stopping to wonder


Do you ever stop to wonder if by circumstances you were not able to update your status, share a photo, browse through the latest news and reviews, comment on blogs, send a tweet via Twitter? Sometimes our health dictates how much we can do or how we feel emotionally day by day and it is at times like these we may be halted in our tracks to view a busy online life with different eyes.

Unseen complex health issues cannot be understood by friends who only know us for our online personality, this isn’t their fault and we shouldn’t expect them to understand. I always consider that a friend may need a listening ear or a few words of support when I notice that anyone has been quiet and hasn’t been ‘seen’ online.

I don’t deny the relevance of social sharing and know there are networks I love belonging to and trust the nature of the friendships I have made there. We have to move with the times and embrace the value of friendships we make which wouldn’t be possible if we didn’t have the Internet.

The old saying ‘like a drop in the ocean’ can be equated to things we might do in life. I know that our dedication to the conservation of nature may be like a drop in the ocean when man decides houses or roads or shopping centres are a priority, no matter what cost to nature. I thought about this saying and recent issues I have experienced and realised my online presence doesn’t even have enough drops to make a tiny cloud in our cyber cloud. We can disappear, no one will miss us, they don’t even see a vague cloud white or grey if today we disappear eased completely. We don’t want to be clouds in anybody’s life but we want to shine even with a little light.

Turning the tables, do you remember those who have been quiet or aren’t seen in your social circles anymore? In fact these questions are much more important when it comes to us caring for others at home or online. I may stop to wonder but I would prefer to be remembered as a person who cared, who was there when needed and knew when to ask and when to listen. It is more important for us to consider how we react to friends and learn to communicate effectively. This doesn’t mean a public display, it’s the private message, the special card, a hug either virtual or real that will help someone somewhere when we take time to care.

It’s all too easy to feel pressure but we should always remember we have a part to play to in being a friend. I pushed my tears away to type this today.

You can’t see anything properly while your eyes are blurred with tears ©CSLewis

Spring time snowdrops 

Nature gives to every time and season, beauties of its own. Dainty drops, mark the spot bulbs were planted when the days were cold. Soon they will fade and be replaced with summer’s fragrant blooms.
“All things bright and beautiful The Lord God made them all”   


This little light

There are times when I go through every emotion trying to comprehend why things happen. I become anxious feeling I am a failure and recently I have been deeply affected by people who count potential by their number followers or ‘hitting the popular page’ I don’t want to dwell on the negative side of things I have experienced online recently. I want to feel better by thinking about how I can help someone who may be struggling just like me.

Today I heard sad news from a friend. I have friends from school days who don’t worry about being ‘liked’ or ‘followed’. We haven’t met each other since leaving school yet when circumstances arise we know what it is to be true friends. I am thankful we haven’t lost touch and we have a link which is made stronger when we need each other.


My troubled mind takes solace in the words of CS Lewis
Don’t shine so others can see you. Shine so that through you, others can see Him