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#BetweenTwoWorlds

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The water was icy on her skin

Her thin shoes soaked long ago

Still they trudged along

In single file snaking their way forward

Now climbing the side of the valley

Towards the Lairds keep

She longed to rest but kept going

The leader had been in a fury on seeing her

Brought forward by the men who found her

Hiding beside the stones atop the tor

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She dared not tell them why or how she was there

How could she tell them the truth?

That she had walked through the portal stones

Upon the tor now far behind them

Traveling through time

In a way she did not understood

To meet her husband once again

To be with her lover for a while

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A shudder rippled through her body

As she pondered her predicament

The moon was several days from full

The time when the change would occur

Yet its effects she could already sense

When for a while she could run safe and free

With her pack mate and lover

Days of blissful togetherness

Running these wild Scottish valleys

Drinking from the fresh streams

Waiting for the moon to turn

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When she would reclaim her female form

And her lover change to his own

Tall and proud with deep red hair

His Scottish brogue a music to her ears

She had but days to stay with him

Before she must go back to the tor

Back through the portal stones

To reclaim her life back there

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Waiting for the turning of the days

Til she could once more traverse the ways

And return to her lovers’ side once more

Wolf or human they belonged together

Her best days were always with him

Amongst the Scottish heather

But where was he?

Why wasn’t he here?

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She spied a furtive movement amongst the trees

The light was fading fast but her eyesight was keen

There he was keeping pace with her

Waiting for the shadows to fall

She knew that somehow, some way

He would find a way to break her free

And together they would roam

Back amongst their well-trodden ways.

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#BetweenTwo Worlds

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Blessings,  Susan ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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#Guiding Light

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“Whatever you are physically…male or female, strong or weak, ill or healthy–all those things matter less than what your heart contains. If you have the soul of a warrior, you are a warrior. All those other things, they are the glass that contains the lamp, but you are the light inside.”
Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Angel

Walking down the hall

In the middle of the night

Looking closely at the window

Its crenelated features casting a gloom

Deep into the house

Wondering why it was so dark, eating up the light

Suddenly I felt something else was there

Looking closely into the shadows

I almost called out

Cold suddenly flooding from the recess

Froze the words in my mouth

In a moment my footsteps stopped

I was frozen in place

Staring silently towards the shadows

Deepening around the tapestry

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What was there my mind sluggishly pondered

To cause such a numbing feeling

I realised to my dismay

That I could no longer move

Like the iciness pervading my mind

Its effects permeated my body

Whatever lingered there

It had a devastating effect on my will

Despite feeling chilled in body and mind

My heart beat wildly in my chest

Silently I called on my Guides

To guard my spirit

To save my body

I waited frozen in place

Hearing a blood freezing slurping

Sounding like a giant slug

Sucking and pulling itself from the depths

The cold roiling from the recess deepened

My heart beat faster in my chest

I wondered if my time had come

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Then out of the corner of my eye

I saw a brilliant light

Glowing softly and drawing closer

Warmth began to spread through me

Like new life as this light drew ever closer

To the sound of an angry hissing

Coming from the dark corner

I felt the blood begin to pump through my body

And my mind began to clear once more

Enveloped by this comforting light

I felt my fear evaporate

Cocooned in the spiritual glow

Of the light shining along the hallway

Banishing all shadowy corners

I heard a furious sound

Half slither, half screech and all fury

Dwindling into the recess

Hidden by the tapestry

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Those fearful tales I’d heard

Of people vanishing in the night

Were no longer far-fetched tales

Told to scare the unwary at night

But to keep everyone safe in their beds

Away from the slithering death

Which waited with bayed breath

At least so I told myself

As I hurried back to my warm bed

Surrounded by my Guiding light

Keeping me safe from harm all night

“There’s a sorrow and pain in everyone’s life, but every now and then there’s a ray of light that melts the loneliness in your heart and brings comfort like hot soup and a soft bed.”
Hubert Selby Jr., Requiem for a Dream

Blessings  Susan  ♥

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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#Which way Now?

Celtic Goddess Epona… Facebook.com

“Finding oneself and one’s path is like waking up on a foggy day. Be patient, and presently the fog will clear and that which has always been there can be seen. The path is already there to follow”
Rasheed Ogunlaru, Soul Trader: Putting the Heart Back into Your Business
“Do not believe in anything simply because you have heard it, Do not believe simply because it has been handed down for many generations. Do not believe in anything simply because it is spoken and rumoured by many. Do not believe in anything simply because it is written in the Holy Scriptures.  Do not believe in anything merely on the authority of teachers, elders , or wise men. Believe only after careful observation and analysis, when you find that it agrees with reason, and is conducive to the good and benefit of one and all. Then accept it and live up to it.”
Buddha

There comes a time, in everyone’s life, when the questions far outweigh the answers.  This is the time when we need to look to other than the traditional fields for our answers. In many cases it may be that the answer lies in the most unimaginable places, within ourselves. Even then, they may be found not in our logical and rational mind.

We reach a time when we have to relinquish the hold on all that is safe and known and take a leap into the great unknown in search of these answers. It is only the “great unknown” because we have turned our back on the unknown, the vastness of our existence for all that is safe and comfortable. It may be we have no wish to stretch our minds into areas we are unfamiliar with.

Yet, it is within these unfamiliar landscapes that our minds and hearts open. Our souls flower and the heady scent we perceive is the beauty and grandeur of our Spiritual legacy. It is the place where colours have a more vibrant hue, the scents have a more delightful aroma and the images we see are not only more ‘fantastical’ they are also more familiar than anything we may dream in our everyday lives.

What has happened is that our incredible minds have opened to wonders we once had and which we have forgotten but are now returning. If we are open to the idea that we can be more than we are now, we can be all that it is possible for us to be. We can become limitless instead of limited!

Within the limitless abilities we can find are the abilities to cure the ills of the world, if we are willing to accept them. These are strange ideas but ones I feel comfortable and happy to accept as my birthright as a Spirit living in a physical body. The ills we are plagued with are manifestations within the physical body. Therefore, accepting and learning to use the abilities given on the Spiritual plane, we are able to ‘cure’ or eradicate these ailments, if our Spirit and purpose are in alignment.

These may be strange thoughts, alien thoughts, but I hope they may resonate within you. I hope that they may find a home in your consciousness and allow us all to move forward, enlightened and lightened of the heaviness of this physical plane.

“Don’t ask what the world needs – ask yourself what makes you come alive, and then go do it. Because what the world needs is people who have come alive.”
Harold Thurman Whitman

Blessings, Susan x

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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#Spirits of the Universe

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“The goal of life is to make your heartbeat match the beat of the universe to match your nature with Nature.”
Joseph Campbell

Thought provoking Friday… images and words of things greater than you and I. Let your mind, heart and soul ponder the limitless fascination of the Universe, a flower, a grain of sand.

#Spirits of the Universe

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Let the words of a simple prayer release the knots in your mind. Release the tension in your heart and soul, breathe deeply and believe all things are possible.

#Spirits of the Universe
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“You are a child of the universe, no more than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you,  no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should….”

What more can we ask for?… Yes, much more but it is all there waiting for us.

#Spirits of the Universe

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Listen to the music and harmony flowing between our world and the Universe. We are part of this cosmic symphony, Relax and rejoice.

#Spirits of the Universe

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We are connected to all things and our spiritual and energetic connection is always there for us.

“When you reach for the stars, you are reaching for the farthest thing out there. When you reach deep into yourself, it is the same thing, but in the opposite direction. If you reach in both directions, you will have spanned the universe.”
Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

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From our sunburnt country down under, we begin the last day of the week.  It is the time of the new moon and old thoughts, beliefs and ways are surrendered to make way for new and better things. So my wish for you is that these words and images will light a fire to create a new way to see the world, the universe and our magnificent place within it – if we but desire it.

~

Blessings,  Susan x

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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“There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.”
Jane Austen, Northanger Abbey

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Time has a strange way of wrapping around itself. You wake at the beginning of the day and it seems to stretch out in front of you, like an endless vacuum. Everything which runs through your mind seems sucked into an open void and if you fail to hold on tight to the edges you can fall forever, lost in the seams between time and space.

The thought  keeps crossing my mind that if I were to escape through one of these invisible portals, I might find the answers which solve the problems which are plaguing us now. I may even find the answers to cure whatever ails us. It’s amazing how much time can pass whilst you are lost in this reverie. Imagination is a priceless gift, one not only for small children and weird scientists.

All men dream: but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act their dreams with open eyes, to make it possible. –  T.E.Lawrence

The power of the mind is an uncharted map. People are trying to understand how it works, how it can repair itself and how it can do things people refuse to believe in. It is accepted that we utilise only 10% of our brain. Imagine if we could increase that. Imagine if we all could increase our minds abilities and capabilities. What might we be able to achieve then?

A cure for the common cold, for small pox, legionella, Alzheimer’s, Lyme disease, depression, for a brain which has been oxygen starved….. imagine what might be achieved. Whilst it would be truly wondrous to cure all the ills of the world, if I had the opportunity I would firstly cure the hatred which holds all mankind back.  I feel I’m harking back to the Sixties and talking about World Peace. It is a beautiful thought.

Life wouldn’t be life without all the wonders around us, from the sea to the sky, the earth and animals, to space and man and so much more. For me. this song makes everything fall into perspective.

I will find you, by Clannad in  “The Last of the Mohicans”.

Blessings, Susan x

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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The Pact
#The Pact

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“We have doomed the wolf not for what it is, but for what we deliberately and mistakenly perceive it to be –the mythologized epitome of a savage ruthless killer – which is, in reality, no more than a reflected image of ourself.”
Farley Mowat, Never Cry Wolf : Amazing True Story of Life Among Arctic Wolves

Silence

Weighed heavily as she waited

Hanging like a wet cloak on her shoulders

Wind

Whipped through the tops of the trees

Bringing gusts lashing the grass below

Rolling lines flowed away from her

As the wind blew the grass towards the plain

Confetti like fluttering heralded the autumn leaves

Fluttering

In colourful swathes around her head

In the silence she could hear them coming

Talking softly to each other

No need to shout

When the mind can say so much more

A pause

As they picked up her scent

Her family, her once family

Questions flickered swiftly through her mind

Why was she here?

Two legs could not be seen with the pack

Heart breaking silently she pleaded with them

Lift the promise she made

Her time with the two legs could end now

The pack was safe its territory secure

No longer was the bargain required

That one of the pack should stay with the two legs

Become one of the two legs

So they could feel safe

Safe that the pack would no longer bring them down

When they ventured into the pack’s territory

Puzzled they asked her

Why should the pact be broken?

Her family could hunt and kill the deer

The two legs no longer hunted them for their pelts

The cubs could grow in safety

Run with the wind

Play with the salmon

Raise their cubs in time

Two legs could never be trusted

If she returned

Two legs would hunt them once again

Thoughts were becoming fainter now

As the pack moved further away

Wait!

She silently cried to the night

Let me return! Let  Me  Return……

Silence

Weighed heavily as she waited

Hanging like a wet cloak on her shoulders

A heavy shroud for her heavy heart.

#The Pact

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© Susan Jamieson 2014

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#Between Worlds

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Bitter

Frost ridden wind

Caught deep inside her throat

Swirling

Like wraiths amongst the trees

Gnarled

Roots seemed to pull her feet

Gripping tightly to

Her satin slippers as she ran

A mournful howl

Echoing intense dread

Ripped across the silent moors

Glancing back

She could see a pair of blood red eyes

Peering hungrily in her direction

Heartbeat

Hammering in her veins

She pushed herself even faster

The trees themselves seemed to reach towards her

Welcoming in their evil embrace

The spell caster had wrought his magic well

Find

Bind

Kill

But never to let her go.

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Ahead

The merest lightening of the sky

As the moon rose over the horizon

Time

Was running faster now

A consequence

Of the spell caster’s work

His Lord’s desire

Never to relinquish his claim

Over her body

But her heart

Belonged to the one who awaited her

On the far side of the portal

Between the standing stones

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Finally free of the overhanging trees

Her dress blew free from her entangled legs

As she sped across the hillocky ground

Ahead the stones stood proud

Silhouetted in the growing brilliance of the moonlight

Suddenly

A blood curdling howl ripped apart the silence

Stumbling, she risked a glance behind

To see two evil red eyes

Their heat scalding on her back

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#Between Worlds

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Her trembling feet hit the smooth ground near the stones

The moon rose high in the sky

Just to her right the glistening light of the portal

Fetid breath almost overwhelmed her

An arm reached through the portal

Taking hold of her hand

Bringing her a new found strength

An eldritch howl pierced the night

She smiled at the sight which welcomed her

Through the swirling portal

Between the standing stones

Sighing

She stepped through.

#Between Worlds

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Blessings,  Susan

© Susan Jamieson 2014

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