Spring Days

Spring days filled with wonder

at the beauty of creation
Capturing moments

Standing in awe
Ever thankful

for each moment
Taking it in like a breath of fresh air

So good for the soul
In the stillness

calm waters

hope arises
As we wait.
May 2016

On dreams

Some thoughts on dreams..

I’ve come to realise recently that some dreams in our hearts don’t need to be forever.. For me they seem to evolve and grow.. And encourage me to believe that better things are ahead..
They don’t need to stay stagnant. But I know I’ve also been one to let dreams lay dormant.
When you want to see something come to pass but don’t yet have the courage to jump in a the deep end. For me one of those dreams is to have a photography business in family and kids portraits and photo shoots. 
Another one is to publish my poems (that is still a work in progress).
There is something powerful in speaking about it even though it’s not yet come to pass
I’m okay with not knowing the how.. That will come in time.
Dreams come in a size too big so that we may grow into them.

Josie Bisset

Daisy

Sometimes it’s so good to take a moment to crouch down and appreciate the little things.. Picture taken on my way home from work earlier today.  

Whispers

Sometimes encouragement doesn’t need to shout to be heard 

It can begin with a small whisper
You are: brave 

Courageous 

Kind 

Loving 

Adventurous 
Knowing that it’s okay to wear your heart on your sleeve..
To live life with open hands 

To give and receive 

To know that when life is hard 

You are not alone 

There are many cheering you on

That have your back..
When you often think of others before yourself 

Know that there will be days when you will need other people to be that for you. 
When really we don’t have everything together all the time.

Sometimes life is tough..
And it’s okay to take one day at a time..
There are brighter days ahead..
And others need your smile, laughter and hope in their lives..as much as you do too.
C.Farish April 2016

Some thoughts on poetry

Even though I am a poet.. At school it was not something that I enjoyed. As it was all about formulas of how to write. Rather than something organic.

It’s as though poetry found me. I first began writing in my mid teens.

Poetry is meant to be felt by the reader. They can articulate their own meaning from the words written. It’s not something written to be taken apart and changed.
When I write it is as though an idea, thought or phrase kind of writes itself.. It just happens.

Words have the power to do great good. To encourage, bring hope and inspire those around us.