Soul Journeys in the Multiverse, Modern Celtic Mythology
Complementary Energies ~ A Poem
Complementary Energies
Masculine ways to brighten our days
full of energy and ignited displays
Fireworks zing and zip through the darkest of skies
Mother beckons forth leaving a backdrop of apron ties
Tied to the mother for security and love
looking to father for gifts of the dove
Childhoods spent with adults and friends
in the house and the garden, imagination with no ends
I loved the soft times, sitting on my nan's comfy knee
looking at her hands, they held me free
Nan wore a pinny in pretty pink roses
she had sensible shoes as she had bunions on her toeses!
She made apple pies on the formica table top
Grandad cut the privet hedges...loppety lop!
Much of my childhood was spent in the garden
playing make believe, creativity never hardened
I used to load up the boot of my little blue bike
never thinking for a minute what was in my psyche
Simple was the play that provided day to day life
I played "being a nurse" making tea like a wife
I tended my dolls when they were in dolly hospital
dressing them up, there wasn't any hassle
Dressing up in my mother's patent red shoes
helping dad in the garden, never singing the blues
Being warmed by the fire, helping mum set the table
going round to my nan's, drawing as well as I was able
It seems so long ago, when I played with my Sindy
watching things on TV like Mork and Mindy
Our lives change so much in the latter years
it seemed so much easier, but life still appears
There's an ebb and flow as the tides ride in and out
seasons of the moon is what life is about
Julie
October 2025
Masculine ways to brighten our days
full of energy and ignited displays
Fireworks zing and zip through the darkest of skies
Mother beckons forth leaving a backdrop of apron ties
Tied to the mother for security and love
looking to father for gifts of the dove
Childhoods spent with adults and friends
in the house and the garden, imagination with no ends
I loved the soft times, sitting on my nan's comfy knee
looking at her hands, they held me free
Nan wore a pinny in pretty pink roses
she had sensible shoes as she had bunions on her toeses!
She made apple pies on the formica table top
Grandad cut the privet hedges...loppety lop!
Much of my childhood was spent in the garden
playing make believe, creativity never hardened
I used to load up the boot of my little blue bike
never thinking for a minute what was in my psyche
Simple was the play that provided day to day life
I played "being a nurse" making tea like a wife
I tended my dolls when they were in dolly hospital
dressing them up, there wasn't any hassle
Dressing up in my mother's patent red shoes
helping dad in the garden, never singing the blues
Being warmed by the fire, helping mum set the table
going round to my nan's, drawing as well as I was able
It seems so long ago, when I played with my Sindy
watching things on TV like Mork and Mindy
Our lives change so much in the latter years
it seemed so much easier, but life still appears
There's an ebb and flow as the tides ride in and out
seasons of the moon is what life is about
Julie
October 2025
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Multi Dimensional Reality
The world as you know it - all that you see, taste, feel and touch, comprises only about 5% of all of the stuff of the universe. The other 95% is what we have considered "nothing" or the "firmament" or dark matter or the heavens or mystic Other Worlds. This 95% is multi-dimensional and consists of potential realities that may be perceived.
A single thought...a mere whisper, ...... barely upon a breeze that catches a spark... all is tinder before the firestorm... and yet.
ONLY that whisper
ONLY that thought
the world is forever changed beyond the fears and dreams of cardboard men.
Freedom and change starts within:
It is encouraged by truth and courage of people who love
Built by the respect of true beings standing as one before each other.
Lets us cross every man made borders
without fear stare into eyes and hearts of all our brothers and sisters: within our words without shouting,or force to hold each to our truths; and let us without fear freely share what works...
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