There comes a point within the chaos, when stillness descends. In these precious moments, you can rest in the quietness, be still, breathe, refresh and mindfully bathe in the awareness of the tranquillity, as it surrounds you and your arena. Listen and hear the whispers of your soul. I did and I wrote them down. You are invited to follow my creative writing journey - Mark Osmer, Poet and Author of The Stillness Within The Storm
Click to Buy - Stillness Within The Storm
Sunday, 31 August 2014
Wednesday, 27 August 2014
Tuesday, 26 August 2014
Monday, 25 August 2014
Sunday, 24 August 2014
Coldplay - Paradise
............singing Para Para, Paradise.....
Saturday, 23 August 2014
To Dwell in the Here......
To dwell in the here and now does not mean you never think
about the past, or responsibly plan for the future. The idea is
simply not to allow yourself to get lost in regrets about the past or worries about the future. If you are firmly grounded in the present moment, the past can be an object of inquiry, the object of your mindfulness and concentration. You can attain many insights by looking into the past, but you are still grounded in the present moment.
~ Thich Nhat Hanh ~
Friday, 22 August 2014
Thursday, 21 August 2014
Wednesday, 20 August 2014
The Perfect Day - Nora Skehan
The Perfect Day
Sitting on a cliff in Cornwall,
the suns searing heat
is tamed by the kiss
of a gentle breeze
and the sea’s hypnotic shushing,
“it’s okay, you’re okay,
everything is okay
in the world,
today.”
The grasshoppers are not busy,
they rattle an occasional ‘cha-cha’
just to let me know they are there.
Effervescent butterflies,
white, pale blue, red admirals
alight gently on wild flowers
and dance and chase each other.
There are few seagulls here,
I miss their exuberant cry,
head back, gullet vibrating,
they release their Tarzan’s explosion,
joyously declaring their passion for life.
Nature’s town criers
shattering the peace
announcing
‘All is quiet! All is quiet!”
A bird of prey hangs impossibly suspended,
in the blue sky.
She beats not a wing,
trusting the wind to hold her,
as she focuses all of her concentration,
on a potential meal.
Let me never come back as something small and furry
that I might have to fear her gaze.
She swoops and plummets to a sudden stop,
I quell the urge to cry out.
Again she hangs suspended,
in the air,
the wind occasionally ruffling her feathers.
Closer to dinner now,
her attention is on one single spot, unwavering.
Then again she swoops and drops out of view,
to reemerge on the other side of the cliff,
claws empty.
Dinner escaped or was rejected as too scanty
and my falcon has flown away.
She leaves me, awaiting her return.
The white waves break and roll to shore.
50 surfers try to tame them,
the bravest swimming farther and farther out,
to catch the longest, sweetest ride.
But it’s not Australia.
Wetsuit clad and buoyant surf withstanding,
I still fret for their safety,
though there is a lifeguard.
A gay painter has swept his brush
artistically here and there
to give character
to a clear sky.
And over there, three headlands away,
a cotton wool fluff.
A generous sprinkle of diamonds
adorn the waves
before they break to white foam.
The squeals of delight or shock
from the young surfers
are sufficiently far away from me
on this perfect day
on my bench
erected here on this beautiful cliff
to the memory of Rita and George Wright.
Nora Skehan
Tuesday, 19 August 2014
Monday, 18 August 2014
Sunday, 17 August 2014
"Mindfulness ...
"Mindfulness ... it is the miracle which can, in a flash, call
back our dispersed mind and restore it to wholeness so
that
we can truly live each minute of life."
Thich Nhat Hanh
Price Tag - Jesse J
Saturday, 16 August 2014
Friday, 15 August 2014
Thursday, 14 August 2014
Dr Edward Bach
"We are set free if we set others free, for it is only by example we can teach"
- Dr Edward Bach, 1932
Wednesday, 13 August 2014
Tuesday, 12 August 2014
Refreshed Flesh
Refreshed Flesh,
Cold flowing rainbow`s waters,
Bare among wise rocks,
Pulling moon`s patient thought,
Fears absolute dilution.
Mark Osmer 2014
Cold flowing rainbow`s waters,
Bare among wise rocks,
Pulling moon`s patient thought,
Fears absolute dilution.
Mark Osmer 2014
Monday, 11 August 2014
Sunday, 10 August 2014
Soul Spirit Clan
Springtime
morning misty shroud,
Woodland
giants spoke aloud,
Connected
creatures, awakening song,
Still
reverberation, transcendent gong,
Totem
gathering, golden wings span,
Joy in
adversity, soul spirits clan.
Mark Osmer 2014
Saturday, 9 August 2014
Pinks- Glitter in the Air
T.E. Lawrence Quote - All Men Dream......
“All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake up in the day to find it was vanity, but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible.”
Lawrence of Arabia
Friday, 8 August 2014
Thursday, 7 August 2014
Wednesday, 6 August 2014
Tuesday, 5 August 2014
Red Road- Native American Wisdom
If you walk the Red Road,
you know that every sorrow
leads to a better understanding,
every horror cannot be explained,
but can offer growth.
To Walk the Red Road
is to look for beauty in all things.
Monday, 4 August 2014
Sunday, 3 August 2014
Saturday, 2 August 2014
Friday, 1 August 2014
Truths Bright Lantern
Sublime physicality, lost dream to reality,
Lit the red path with truths bright lantern,
Found my snow capped purple mountain.
Mark Osmer 2014
Lit the red path with truths bright lantern,
Found my snow capped purple mountain.
Mark Osmer 2014
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