Quietly and sleepily sipping my first cup of Earl Grey tea early this morning, I slowly and absorbingly read the pages of a beautiful hardback book given to me by my mother and stepfather a few years ago. I think it was a Christmas present - there will be a note inside to tell me, … Continue reading Sunday Morning Mindfulness
On Being Moulded For Leadership Have you ever heard it said that people who are positive and always moving forward are a little like ping pong balls, or life buoys? No matter how hard life tries to keep them down, it is impossible to force a plastic ball filled with air to remain underwater … Continue reading On Being Moulded For Leadership
It's quite extraordinary ... I keep discovering that, when we help or bless others, without thought of return, we are helped ourselves, in so many different ways. It is, as if by "magic", the Universe knows exactly what is needed, sometimes at the very last minute, but always there somehow, in perfect synchronicity. … Continue reading When We Help Others
In The Garden Of The Mind With sweet bitterness I think of the way we hurt And wonder at the monstrous thoughts That claim for themselves The precious moments of our lives. What right, these demons of destructive power, To tread so heavily on our dreams? How dare they obscure the sunshine from … Continue reading In The Garden Of The Mind – A Poem
Shine Anyway The devil will hold on for dear life, but when he loses his grip, he loses his grip. Cheesed off to the enth degree, mightily ****** off, yes, but when he loses his grip that's that. Do not be afraid of anything. Have faith and keep facing forward, with determination and a … Continue reading Shine Anyway
This is about more than just a garden visit. I am writing this blogpost retrospectively, having visited RHS Harlow Carr in early Spring this year. Our visit this time, occurred just as the buds were opening on the blossom trees (prunus of several types), the fresh leaves were unfurling in many shades of green on … Continue reading A Visit to RHS Harlow Carr in Spring
I made this tangy tomato soup for a family lunch this week and it was delicious. As my son is about to head off to university too, his older sister having graduated last year, it seems like a good time to add to the recipes already noted on my blog so that he (and others) … Continue reading Delicious Tomato Soup
This piece is raw and unedited. It was written straight from the heart. Truth And Love When I was a little girl, we had a black "houseboy" called John who cried when we left our home in Natal, to go to Cape Town. He had been my closest ally and loved us all … Continue reading Truth And Love
"We can wrap ourselves in torment when we think the wrong thoughts, or free our minds for peace." ♡ In mindfulness, Holly x
This is a reposting of one of my poems, which was published on The Holly Tree Tales a couple of years ago.
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I came across a journal containing a few of my poems yesterday, scribbled down in pensive moments many years ago. This poem was written in September 1986 … less than a year after reluctantly leaving my beloved Africa. I cannot recall whether this was personal or a reflective observation, but have no doubt that I would at some time have known the emotion.
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Beating on the shore of a sensitive ocean
Lashing waves of tumultuous emotion
Deepest feelings, passionately wild
Rhythmically drumming in the heart of this child.
Great gusts of hurtling, mixed desire,
Tingling dramatically, searing like fire.
Tumbling like flames through veins vulnerable
Affecting this child, young, green and gullible.
Coming together, the fire and the sea
Warmth and coolness of sweet discovery.
This child torn apart, not knowing direction
Wary of love, afraid to meddle in reflection.
One will win through to dictate the outcome;
One will show…
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