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Tuesday, 28 November 2023

BEING A SOFT PERSON by Nikita Gill

"BEING A SOFT PERSON"
by Nikita Gill

"Love a soft person.

The kind whose heart breaks over puppies and injured children.

Someone who cries over sad endings to movies and feels deep joy over happy ones.

The sort of person who is told they are overly-sensitive because they have a more fragile,

easily wounded heart.

(Yet soft people will always find a reason to smile,

no matter how unhappy things are.)

Love a soft person.

A human being who always has a kind smile for everyone,

even when they do not get a smile back in return.

Someone whose heart breaks over the condition of this world.

Someone who always has a gentle word for those who have received the worst news they could in that moment.

Protect a soft person.

These kind of people are becoming endangered with words like ‘toughen up’ and ‘you’re so naïve’ and ‘they’re going to take advantage of you’.

Be a soft person.

Be a cushion in a world full of rocks and hard places.

Be a gentle soul where everyone else is jaded.

Be that person.

Because people like that are rarer and more precious than the rarest of jewels in this world."

Author Nikita Gill

Artist: Lisa Aisato

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CALLING ALL OF OUR SISTERS by Clare Dubois Tree-sister

"CALLING ALL OF OUR SISTERS"

by Clare Dubois Tree-sister

We are calling

the Grandmothers, Mothers,

Sisters, Aunts, Daughters

The Wild Women

The Crones

The seers & midwives

The mountain & desert women

The soul summoners

The water carriers

The tenders & feelers of Earth

The ocean women who are rising the tide

The fire women who are ready to roar

The girls who already breathe consciously with the trees

and the elders who choose to sing the song

that ends the desecration of our world.

We are calling you to RISE together now.

You are invited to unite & awaken

to who, what you really are,

on behalf of the forests,

on behalf of the trees,

on behalf of Life."

Words by @clare_dubois_treesister

Artwork: Kel Nu

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I WISH YOU ENOUGH by Bob Perks

"I WISH YOU ENOUGH" by Bob Perks

Recently, I overheard a Mother and Daughter in their last moments together at the airport as the Daughter's departure had been announced.

Standing near the security gate, they hugged and the Mother said: "I love you and I wish you enough."

The Daughter replied, "Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I wish you enough, too, Mom."

They kissed and the Daughter left.

The Mother walked over to the window where I sat.

Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry.

I tried not to intrude on her privacy but she welcomed me in by asking, "Did you ever say Good-Bye to someone knowing it would be forever?"

"Yes, I have," I replied.

"Forgive me for asking but why is this a forever Good-Bye?"

"I am old and she lives so far away."

I have challenges ahead and the reality is the next trip back will be for my funeral," she said.

When you were saying Good-Bye, I heard you say, "I wish you enough." May I ask what that means?"

She began to smile.

That's a wish that has been handed down from other generations.

My parents used to say it to everyone.

She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail and she smiled even more.

"When we said 'I wish you enough' we were wanting the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them".

Then turning toward me, she shared the following, reciting it from memory,

"I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright."

"I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun more."

I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive.

I wish you enough pain so that the smallest joys in life appear much bigger.

I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.

I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.

I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.

She then began to cry and walked away.

They say it takes a minute to find a special person.

An hour to appreciate them.

A day to love them.

And an entire life to forget them.

Author: Bob Perks

Photo: Donna Krech

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LOST by Becky Hemsley 2023

"LOST"
by Becky Hemsley 2023

My darling, please know this:

Everyone feels differently.

And so we live differently,

love differently and

bear loss differently.

Navigate loss differently.

Grieve differently.

Do not compare your grieving with anyone else.

Their journey will look different, but it does not mean that one of you is going the wrong way.

You are both lost.

Maybe reach out to them.

Let them know that you are here

and that you are feeling lost too.

And whilst you will still take your own journeys,

at different paces and in different ways,

perhaps it will help a little – even if it’s just a very little -

to know that at least there are others

trying to make it down the same road.

*****

Becky Hemsley 2023

Artwork by the very talented Paco Yao

'Lost' is from the book 'When I Am Gone' https://a.co/d/1PqFuzM

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Monday, 27 November 2023

THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED

"THE HUNTER AND THE HUNTED"
(author unknown)

There was a hunter who went on a hunt. He began to run home when he saw a portion of the forest burning aggressively. In running home he saw a small vulnerable lion (cub) perhaps hastily left by its mother when fleeing from the fire. The hunter took it home to his sheep's pen.

The lion cub grew up, played and fed with the flock. The hunter usually open the flock to go and feed in a nearby bush. Sometimes a pup wolf will charge and intimidate the flock including the lion. Then they will usually run back home.

One day they went to feed on fresh grass.

As usual the lion growing healthier and strong , joined them. They dined on the best of grass and in ecstasy, they went far into the bush. Soon they heard a strange howling noise. The flock scattered and many began running for their lives. The lion frightened too much didn't know where to run to and stood still.

Soon a pup wolf approached the lion face to face. The lion had no choice but to fight back. It started to make a noise which it never knew it could. The roaring (noise) was so loud and frightened that the pup wolf took to its heels. Now the hunter has became the hunted. The lion chased it. From that day the lion didn't continue to stay with the flock. It went deep into the bush and was surprised that when the other animals see it, they flee!

Moral Lessons

Just like the lion which thought it self like a sheep, some of us are also the same. Limiting our potentials because of; where we were born or raised, our negative mind set, negative people around our lives etc. Am reminding you to awaken the lion in you. You are actually a lion, born great with the potential to overcome your adversities. Don't let your current struggles push you down and let people look down on you.

The struggles of today, may perhaps be a turning point to move to greatness (where you belong, just like the lion in the story). Yes you may be a lion among the flock, but it's time to wake up and move on.

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NO ONE TOLD ME

"NO ONE TOLD ME"
(author unknown)

"No one told me how terrifying it would be to love as only a mother does. No one told me about how much it would ache.

No one told me about the joy that was deeper and wider that anything I’d known- how somehow it hurt to feel that happy.

No one told me about the heavy weight of that love that would sit on my heart and make it impossible to breathe at times. How I would hold my infant to my chest and want to inhale him-  not just that new born smell, but some primal, unbearable desire to tuck him back safely below my heart — a desperate wish to keep him safe there forever.

No one told how I would hover over my baby at night, my eyes burning with exhaustion but unable to stop watching as his tiny chest rose and fell with each breath. How the adoration I felt for him would rise up from my chest and pour out of my eyes, buckets of tears I couldn’t explain.

No one told me how the love would swallow me whole. How somehow my life would suddenly feel infinitely more fragile and fleeting. How my own mortality would loom over me like a shadow I’d never seen before and make me want to stop time.

No one told me how giving birth would make me fear death in a way I’d never experienced- how I’d feel that my life was so tightly tied around this love that losing him would be worse than dying a thousand times. How the strings that tethered me to this child would become my life line and how watching him grow and go out into the world would be the most terrifying beautiful thing.

No one told me how becoming a mama would open a door in my heart to a love I didn’t know existed. And how the magnitude of that feeling would leave me scrambling to find my footing in a world that felt suddenly foreign and immensely  real.

No one told me because there aren’t really words, are there?"

Beautiful words and artwork by @spiritysol

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Dear Daughter by Mehr Lee

"Dear Daughter"

by Mehr Lee

You are the answer

To a prayer

I never dare

whisper out loud.

You are the piece of my soul

I never knew was missing

But recognized

the moment I laid eyes on you

You are the floating hope

I feared was drowned

long ago

You are the reckoning force

Far stronger than any cage

They’ll try to place you in.

You are the sweet antidote

To a poison

spoonfed to us for ages

You are a vision-maker

A mold-breaker

An Earth-shaker

And I hope you know

Though you’ve grown

within the safehold

of my heart

You were never meant

to be contained by it.

You were made for so much more.

Dear daughter…

You are the answer

Words & Artwork by Raise Her Wild with Mehr Lee

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The Legend of the Moonlit Meadow by English With Mia

"The Legend of the Moonlit Meadow" by English With Mia

Once upon a time, in a land not too far away, there existed a special place called the Moonlit Meadow. It was said that the meadow sparkled with magic under the soft glow of the moon, and wonderful things happened there.

In a small village nearby, lived a young girl named Lily. Lily was curious and kind-hearted. She loved listening to stories about the Moonlit Meadow that her grandmother would tell her before bedtime.

One clear night, when the stars twinkled brightly in the sky, Lily noticed something extraordinary. The moon was shining more brightly than usual, casting a silvery beam of light straight toward the edge of the village. It seemed as though the Moonlit Meadow was calling her.

Filled with excitement and a pinch of courage, Lily followed the moon's radiant trail. As she stepped into the meadow, she was amazed by its beauty. Flowers of every colour bloomed, and tiny fairies danced among them, their laughter filling the air.

Lily watched in wonder, and as she walked deeper into the meadow, she heard a soft melody. Following the sound, she found a young unicorn with a coat as white as snow and a horn that glimmered like a precious gem.

The unicorn greeted Lily with a gentle nuzzle, and Lily felt a warm connection with this magnificent creature. The unicorn, named Luna, shared tales of the Moonlit Meadow's magic and its ability to make wishes come true.

With a hopeful heart, Lily made her wish - for all the children in her village to be happy and healthy. Luna nodded knowingly and nudged Lily gently before disappearing into the shimmering mist.

The next morning, something miraculous happened. Joyful giggles echoed through the village as children played freely without a hint of illness. Lily's wish had come true! The village was filled with happiness, and everyone knew it was because of the magic of the Moonlit Meadow.

From that night onward, on every full moon, Lily would visit the meadow, and Luna would appear, sharing stories and spreading magic.

Lily realized that the true magic of the Moonlit Meadow was not just in granting wishes but in spreading kindness and hope to those who believed.

And so, the legend of the Moonlit Meadow and the girl named Lily who brought joy to her village with her selfless wish became a cherished tale, reminding everyone that sometimes, the most magical things happen when you believe in kindness and the power of your heart's true desires.

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The Case of the Vanishing Cookies by English With Mia

"The Case of the Vanishing Cookies"

by English With Mia

Once upon a time in a cosy little town, there lived a group of friends named Emily, Alex, and Lily. They loved spending time together, especially when they made delicious cookies. Their favourite spot to bake was Emily's kitchen, which always smelled like warm cinnamon and vanilla.

One sunny afternoon, they decided to bake a batch of their famous chocolate chip cookies. They mixed the dough, added the chocolate chips, and carefully placed spoonful's onto the baking tray. The cookies went into the oven, and the friends eagerly waited for the sweet aroma to fill the air.

As the timer beeped, signalling that the cookies were ready, the friends hurried to the kitchen. But to their surprise, the cookies were nowhere to be found! They searched high and low, peeking into cupboards and under tables, but the cookies had vanished without a trace.

Perplexed and disappointed, the friends sat down, wondering what could have happened to their delicious treats. Suddenly, they heard a faint giggle coming from the hallway. Curious, they followed the sound and found Emily's mischievous little brother, Max, holding a plate of cookies in his hands.

"Max, did you take our cookies?" asked Lily, trying not to laugh.

Max grinned sheepishly. "I couldn't resist! They smelled so good, I just had to have one... or maybe a few."

Emily sighed, trying to look stern but failing to hide a smile. "Max, those were for all of us. You should have asked."

Feeling guilty, Max apologized and promised to make it up to them. Together, they decided to bake another batch of cookies, and this time, they made extra so everyone could have their fill.

As they sat together, enjoying their freshly baked cookies, they laughed and shared stories, making memories that would last a lifetime. From that day on, they always made sure to keep an extra plate of cookies for Max, so he wouldn't be tempted to make them vanish again.

And so, the mystery of the vanishing cookies was solved, teaching the friends the importance of sharing and asking before taking something that belonged to others. From then on, every time they baked, they made sure to watch out for sneaky cookie thieves!

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