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
Invisible threads connect us in time-storms to our loved ones on this windswept day and blue-moon night.
31.10.2020 Halloween
© By #AndreaCConnolly
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
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
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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
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
Watercolour with ink by Andrea Connolly
Life is a carousel or a circle – your choice!
8th January 2016 – Andrea Connolly
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
There are no compromises,
the heart finds a way or dies trying to belong –
Copyright by Andrea Connolly, 10th of December 2015
flotsam - jetsam: A philosopher´s exploration 