Roots want to see the Light

There is beauty in twistedness and scars.

Resolve and resilience is at the heart of a living being.

Growing old with burdens, pain and oppression, yet, growing.

There is a map on your body that tells stories of utmost treasure. It is most visible at dawn, in the softest light. You extended your roots. What once was in your infanthood and by vernal adventures reached a threshold. Now you reach up to the sky, out wide to be stark.

Roots want to see the light and you make your story seen to the attentive eye.

20th February 2017 ©By Andrea Connolly

 

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Winter´s End

Sunrise over Green Lake, County Cavan, Ireland, by Andrea Connolly

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There are subtle signs of winter breathing his last breath for this cycle. Some go by calendar, by moon, by folklore or by the lengthening of days.

Some say winter is coming in any season.

Antarctica is covered in ice and snow never to loose most of its cap.

The globe is frost in relations, fire in war. World leaders struggle in winter minds of eternal frost and one might think spring will never be the same again. Human minds will never be just lead by words. Appearances and guises of the mind lead to believe. Truth is true or twisted. Alternative was once organic. Now it is fiction. Will we ever shed our winter minds to admire snow drops, blue bells and daffodils again? It seems naïve to even wish such a thing. And yet, nature helps us cope with changes. It gives us hope to find other human beings believing in the future. Beyond all human machinations there is another world awaiting where love is not just a word. We live in a vast galaxy hoping to be somehow held by divine intervention .

Lets  hope together for winter´s end!

8th February 22017 ©By Andrea Connolly

 

 

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

Conscience

Whose fault is it?

Faults. They are pushed around. Blamed on someone. Brushed under the carpet. Taken lightly. Ignored. Taken on or over. They are a whole spectrum, from feeling to mind-set.

Their roots developed from conscience. The absence of conscience is of yonder matter that darkens the world. Wherever you look nowadays people are to be blamed. Whose fault is it? The spearing question calling for a target. Yet, if we prove our conscience, we could find a good few faults. That’s the destiny of being human. And the chance to overcome all the same. A grown up conscience can admit to faults. That’s were forgiveness begins.

In every relation, between persons, families, friends, regions, religions, counties, countries or continents, there are possibilities, of wrongdoing and of the conscience to overcome faults by forgiveness.

Still, it boggles minds and entangles feelings if we see others without obvious conscience, never admitting to faults, ignoring peace and understanding.

This is the exclamation mark to sift our own conscience, to adjust our being to become more human every day.

18^th September 2014

©By Andrea C. Connolly

9/11 ON MY MIND

 

9/11 ON MY MIND

Your mind believes in a certain view. You see what you want to see. What you don´t want to see is never happening. Or this is what your mind tricks you to believe in.

Minds can be formed from infanthood. A wide angle motivates own choices. Different points of views create understanding, perceptive decisions, insight and wisdom. A narrow mind conditioned to believe in a single point of view can be triggered as a weapon. History proves that for all of us to see. Unless, you don´t want to see. Atrocities, wars, acts of terrorism are done from a self-conscious, righteous point of view by minds encased in power. Where minds are not grown into social, empathic, rational and feeling entities they take power as substitute for belonging. Any other mind that urges in the same direction is their brother in arms, spreading dread, destruction, death.

Sift you mind for thoughts of classification, racism, judgement, rejection and exclusion. It is a challenge to embrace in face of savage forces.

What is your mind believing in? Your choice can change the world!

 

11^th of September 2014

©By Andrea C. Connolly