healingwords: poetry for the soul

Today I crawled through the secret passage with my grandson, it was lower and darker than it looks and we came out into brilliant light, down to the river.  This is a time for letting go of our dark, being grateful for all our blessings and heading into the light. I wish all who see this love and peace in the coming year.  I have felt compelled for some time to pass on a message, to a special person but fitting for us all;  of forgiveness for past hurts, to seize the day, to speak our truth when we can and to know that those we love and are no longer with us are never lost.    

  This is the first year I can remember when I have not sent cards to my friends and family around the world. This is for all of you, thank you for the beautiful, thoughtful cards I have received. You are always in my thoughts. 

The Magic of Christmas On a cold Christmas night magic moves in the woods as fairies fly and owls hoot while in cosy homes toys come alive as peace and love shine bright                                      under the light of the Christmas star.  

    La Magia de la Navidad                                                            En una fría noche de Navidad la magia se mueve en el bosque, las hadas vuelan y los búhos cantan mientras en los acogedores hogares los juguetes cobran vida, la paz y el amor brillan bajo la luz de la estrella de Navidad.                            

  La Màgia del Nadal   En una freda nit de Nadal la màgia es mou al bosc, les fades volen i els mussols canten mentre a les acollidores cases les joguines cobren vida, la pau i l’amor brillen sota la llum de l'estel de Nadal.  

  This is for the dear ones who visit me in my dreams. The photograph is of a tree where I sat and daydreamed, in the beautiful herb garden at  The Burren Perfumery in County Clare, Ireland. It is a special place to visit and their natural products can be found on the link below.  https://burrenperfumery.com/