Scribblings on my way to work


Putting down some words in response to yesterday’s sickening attack on young people, their parents while they were at a music event in Manchester. Praying for all those affected. 

😢😢😢

because spring is here

and I haven’t posted in so long..
Today looked like this..
Some snapshots of a wonderful day off spent with my sister, nephew, Dad, Gran and Auntie.

Road trips to the Lake District

One of my favourite views..

Family walks

Wildflowers

Ewe and her baba.

For me days out like this are so refreshing. I loved capturing some little moments as spring begins.

I never tire of spending time here. 

First scribbles of the year..

Haven’t written much on here lately. Here are some late evening scribbles.. It’s currently untitled..

Sometimes struggles shout louder than they shouldForgetting how far you’ve come

Times of feeling stuck.
But oh daughter of mine you’ve yet 

to see the places you’ll go.

For in the struggle you are stronger

than you realise
Don’t loose heart 

Remember whose you are!

Where you are now is not the end of the 

Story
There are more pages to be woven

into this beautiful tapestry

His love for you runs deep.
Even if at times it feels distant

He’s got your back

Right alongside you.

Every tear that falls down your face

When you feel moments of despair

When things seem so uncertain 
Know that it’s who you are that

matters most

Keep that bright spark of encouragement

Don’t loose sight of that
Lift your head up and smile

For you are beloved of the King 

and He delights in you. 
Carole Farish 17/02/2017

Late evening musings

There are perks to being a reluctant night owl at times. It’s usually these times when I’m most inspired to write.

Tonight’s musings.

Summer nights
No slumber

Thoughts

Rushing too and fro
Sweet silence of the night

Longing to return

to a place my heart

calls home

Even now

Still in wonder

of the glorious creation

He has made
Of mountain tops

Sunrises

Stormy nights

and thunder
Bright sunsets

Clouds and embers

River reflections
Still in wonder
– C.Farish

01/08/2016

Things to be thankful for

1. Being alive 

2. God/Jesus

3. Wonderful family and friends 

4. New beginnings

5. Music

6. Finding joy in the little things

7. Memories

8. Stories

9. Nature 

10. Dreams and adventures.

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

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.

Fjelltoppen

Some moments are like mountains. When we’ve got to climb through some hard times.
Often travel difficult roads

That may be long journeys 

or short ones.
But when we reach the top

What was once before us

becomes clearer.
Towards a new understanding 

A realisation that 

We are so much stronger than we think we are.
And that by looking back 

How He has carried us through 

the toughest of times 

And never left 

and He never will.
C.Farish 15/03/2016