healingwords: poetry for the soul

These brilliant yellow flowers on the verges around the countryside terraces and fields were buzzing with insects. The stamens reminded me of a birds nest with the open, squawking mouths of tiny fledgings waiting to be fed. 

On a dull, grey day where we are waiting to see if the forecast snow storms arrive it is good to remember the blue sky will soon return. This is an image of the grape vines in the Vall de Pop last week, before they are pruned back to the gnarled trunk.  © 2020 Jacqueline Knight Cotterill.  All rights reserved.  

Standing on the Hill of Tara with the wind blowing through me was one of the most memorable days of my visit to Ireland. It is said you can see half the counties of Ireland from the hill and the view was spectacular. I walked along the hawthorn hedgerows where people had left their tied wishes, mostly stems of grass but some rags, rosaries or even written prayers. As we approach a new year and a new decade I hope the winds carry your wishes and we can welcome a kinder, more equal and just time for all peoples and the earth we share.  © 2019 Jacqueline Knight Cotterill.  All rights reserved.