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Samhain Thoughts 2009

10/10/09

As Samhain draws near, I can’t help but feel energy flowing in. I’m just on the edge of spiritual epiphany. It’s dancing around the walls of my mind, constantly eluding me; tinkling laughter follows its spinning wake. I think about spider webs…one of nature’s most intimidating creatures but who frankly creates such beautiful masterpieces. This leads me to think about how everyone is spiritually connected to the spider web of life and just doesn’t realize it sometimes. Some days as I meet new friends on here, I wonder what their place is in my web. What strand are the ladies of destiny pulling to get them to find me? Every friend that finds me or I find, ultimately leads to the eerie sense of synchronicity to show itself to me. I instinctively feel that we were meant to meet whether it is a new lesson to be learned or a new healing to be done. I have the instinctive sense to find the light in people and a lot of people I know think they are broken but I give them the faith to fix themselves or try to. I’m not being arrogant about this, I’m just relying on what people tell me that I do to help them even if it just is to say hi how is your day when no one else pays attention to them. I’ve been told by many spiritually inclined people, that I’m destined for something great. That is all good but when I don’t even know what it is…where do I have to go?
I’m hoping that with Samhain enters, that some of my questions will be answered. I’ve had wisps of dreams whispering me answers but they still elude me. I need to write things down as I have them so I have some sort of journal that I can piece together when I’m thinking clearly.
Blessed be to everyone and I hope your Samhain is as enlightening and empowering as mine.

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The Moon

the moon mother caresses me with her white slivers of light..
bathing me with her simplicity..
dancing under the moon so peaceful as her power fills me.
tinkling laughter follows me as i walk down the
leaf strewn pathway…
another world awaits me..
ghosts of past gather in the trees
watching me…silently talking to me in my mind
whispers touch me and fill me with their stories..
the veils closes as I walk towards the entrance..
nostalgic thoughts overwhelm me..
ghostly hands embrace me as they bid their farewell
until next time child..

by heather powers

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The Dream Wizards-A Whimsical tale

at the front of the room..
two thrones
where sit the dream wizards…
Blue moon speckled cloaks..
pointy boots
and cone shaped hats..
They motion me to the throne
ask what dreams I wish for tonight..
I want to dance under the moon..
with creatures of myth and imagination..
They spin the globe around..and there I find
a pathway bathed in light..
Centaurs, faeries, dragons, and unicorns…
The night moves quickly..
awaken refreshed and alive….
worries dissolved …for I visit the dream wizards every night..

By Heather Powers

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My thoughts on writing

Poetry to me is the short version of your life story…for me if I don’t write my muse won’t let me rest.
Inspiration comes to me in many forms….a moonbeam, a dancing child, a cat batting a toy, a quote.
Just about anything comes to mind. I have times where I lost my voice and I still feel my muse touching my soul wanting me to write. Things are looking better for my voice now…so many new friends I’ve met who are writers who inspire me to keep writing.
Write for the bliss…follow your dream.. I’m not in this for money or glory. I’m in it to satisfy my muse and to stop the randomness in my head.
Criticism is fine as long as it’s well intentioned. And you will have shitty critics sometimes. You just got to get up off the floor and dust off your jeans and write. If you are a writer, you know what I mean…words on paper are healing, revealing, and sometimes just plain ranting….but you got to write it.
Perhaps sometimes after the hands of age pass…someone will find your random poem and it will inspire them to follow their muse. it’s basically your autobiography etched by pen.

Peace and balance,…may all your dreams find you..

Heather

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