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

Windswept seas

Windswept Alone on an open sea

Choices 
Hard but sad

Endings

Mean new beginnings 
Tangled thoughts 

Like twisted yew branches 

Small ripples

Making waves.
C. Farish 07.03.2016

[sonder] a poem

Sonder

n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk.

Sonder

Moments eclipsing 

New beginnings 

Or maybe the middle 

For others endings
All beautiful in their own way.


For we are sometimes; mere footnotes 

In other people’s stories. 

Staying only for a moment 

Others for a longer while. 


More reason to treasure those near and dear…
also those passing through.

For in all seasons we can learn from each other.

Even when things can feel a little crazy at times..

Often it’s in those crazy times when it’s most beautiful.

– C. Farish 15/12/2015

Where beauty and dreams collide..

It’s been a long while since I last wrote..and I’ve missed it. It’s like welcoming back an old friend.

Where beauty and dreams collide

Where beauty and dreams collide
and hope the spark for the light 
As the sun sets on another glorious day..
Where fear and doubt are conquered 
When being brave really matters 
Remember you matter too, oh so very much.
You reading this: have so much to bring to the world.

Sometimes it’s okay to watch in wonder.
To take one small step at a time..
As it is to feel a restlessness as though you’ve stayed in one place too long.
But take heart for you are on a journey and after all that is part 
of the adventure.
In which you get small glimpses
of things to come..
Of new dreams and adventures that are yet to be begun. 
Carole Farish May 2015 

Life Lessons

Some of lifes lessons that I’ve been pondering on lately.

1. Its more important to be happy than to have all the material things money can buy.

2. Pick your battles.. You don’t have to fight every battle that comes your way.

3. Have a thankful heart. Even after a tough day..try to find three things that you are thankful for.

4. You won’t always be understood..and its important to be okay with being misunderstood.

5. Love others. Everyone needs to know that they are loved.

6. Follow your heart. Those things/dreams you have: go do them. Often in the past I’d worry what other people would think of me with the decisions that I’d make. But I’ve l earned that its better to follow your heart rather than have regrets cause I’d spent my life doing what was expected of me.

7. Travel. It has helped me to understand myself better. Often I’m in situations that are outside my comfort zone and that a good thing as its far easier to play it safe but to live adventurously you need to be willing to take some risks. And you may be thinking..well what if it doesn’t work out…think more along the lines of what could happen if it did work out.

8. Make time to wind down in the evening before bed. For me this usually means reading.

Oh and I came across this poem the other day and it really sums up how I try to approach life.

The Invitation

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life’s betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it, or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own; if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, be realistic, remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself. If you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul. If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty even when it is not pretty every day. And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand at the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, ‘Yes.’

It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the centre of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you from the inside when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

– Oriah Mountain Dreamer