Lost Words

Sometimes life leaves you wordless. You drift in obligations or little multiplied tasks. You grasp for every syllable. You slide through the mud of lost words. Until you sit with yourself and listen. Your heart still beats. You pick up your pen and write your name. One word. The beginning of all that was lost.

10th October 2021

By Andrea Connolly

#AndreaCConnolly

Shodo, Japanese kanjis by Andrea Connolly

One thought (for Halloween)

Invisible threads connect us in time-storms to our loved ones on this windswept day and blue-moon night.

Evening light like fire on water,
by Andrea Connolly

31.10.2020 Halloween

© By #AndreaCConnolly

Word

What is in a word?

 

The difference between speaking and being silent

The importance of sounding right

The essence of connecting or disengagement

A word can be heard when someone listens

A word can be read if someone sees

A word needs senses to understand and to be understood

A word can heal or hurt

 

Choose your word with heart and gentleness

If perchance you want to belong

 

28th December 2018

Copyright by Andrea Connolly

 

The Heart of May

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We want to retain what we cannot. We feel the velvet of summer, the tenderness of living and the depth of warmth. Fragrance lingers but for a while. Our eyes drink and our mind holds dear connecting senses to heart. The heart of May. The woman in us, all of us, unfolding our gentle hearts and there is the gift of giving, the bloodline of love.

©By Andrea Connolly, 21st of May 2018

All Saints Prayer

All Saints Prayer

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May they be present in their spirit

To spread miracles

To the faithful and seekers

May their stride be visible in loving gestures

In written and thoughtful words

May they have eyes on us in the space between worlds

To be witnesses, protectors and mediators

Their realm inhibit ours

So the courage of love and hope be funnelled

Into true and gentle wishes

To fight for the better and transform

Through the guardians our loved ones on either side

May All Saint’s stride with us

©Copyright by Andrea Connolly 1st of November 2016

Red Amaryllis

A true follower of the pink blush one

She reddened with vermillion veins

Every line a verse written on velvet flames

She trumpets her heart out

In silence

11th of April 2016 by Andrea Connolly

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Red Amaryllis, photograph by Andrea Connolly

 

SAYING – 3rd

 

When the windfall of pain

Seizes and paralyses the body

A storm of thoughts unforeseen

Flood and grace the soul in turn

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5th of January 2016 – ©copyright by Andrea Connolly

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