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September sunset

Do not say ‘Goodbye’;

Goodbye is too final,

Too abrupt,

Like a small vessel leaving

The haven for the storm.


Do not say ‘Goodbye’;

Goodbye seems an ending – 

A sad farewell

Where distance separates

And divides me from you.


Do not say ‘Goodbye’;

Goodbye is the shrinking horizon;

The disappearing point of vision,

Dwindling from sight –

Heart breakingly lonely.


Say, ‘See you later’ –

Smile as I slip into blackness

‘Twixt life and death,

Suspended between two worlds –

Wait here for me.


Say, ‘Welcome back’;

As you would a traveller,

Opening my eyes to new life,

The wanderer returned.

Hold me in your eye’s embrace BUT

Do not say ‘Goodbye’ 


Sunset Sea

O God the sea is so wide and my boat is so small;

Be good to me.

A Breton Fisherman

(Short Prayers For The Long day – Giles & Melville Harcourt)


 God would have given us wings!


I was sleeping….


Sleeping. Zzzzzzzzzzz

Yesterday was a long day, driving to England and back in a day!  Even Gretna lost some of its shopping charm – we just wanted to arrive at the airport and return home before it became tomorrow.  Amazed at how warm, green and full of blossom the roadside verges were. Had plenty of time to look!

But for the cat it was a very, very long day!  Tucked up in his cat carrier, handed over to Scandipet, put on a plane and arriving at PetsonJets and then the car journey home. (Oh, we did pick up a daughter too). Twenty miles out and I thought he had had enough… Arriving back (before Midnight) cat exits huge cat carrier and strolls around the house like he knows it. Wildly overstimulated; it was this afternoon before he finally gave in to sleep. Yea, if cats could fly – look out birds!

Fly Away Home...

Life is a journey, often we are so concentrated on the destination that we fail to notice what is happening around us. It was only because the geese  “talk” to each other that I noticed them flying overhead. Other people on the shore, were watching a small plane instead.

Geese fly in formation because it’s an efficient way to fly, the strong lead while weaker or younger birds follow in the slip stream. When the leaders tire, others fly up to take their place so they can rest at the back. If a bird is injured or ill, two other birds follow it down and stay until it recovers (or dies) then they fly off in a chevron formation again. All the time they encourage one another with quiet honks.

So that’s my wish for you in 2014. That you won’t have to travel alone, someone will be there to encourage you on your journey, someone will offer you comfort and protection and that together you can share the load. In Celtic tradition the Wild Goose is the sign of the Holy Spirit; when I see wild geese flying I feel encouraged. When 2014 opens like a blank journal, may you fill its pages with good memories regardless of life’s circumstances and know you are blessed.

Thank you to all for visiting my blog, leaving comments, likes and trophies. I still feel a “newbie” and trying to work out how to do things maybe in 2014….

Happy 2014!