TheBrightPearl

“Transience is the force of time that makes a ghost of every experience. There was never a dawn, regardless how beautiful or promising,...

"The heavenly motions... are nothing but a continuous song for several voices, perceived not by the ear but by the intellect, a figured...

It is time once again to prune the Hydrangeas, I love the luxuriant fullness of Hydrangeas in summers but it is a huge task at this time...

Jung coined the word "synchronicity" to describe "temporally coincident occurrences of acausal events." Wikipedia It always intrigues me...

Today the rain is coming down relentlessly. I am listening to a hollow roar, the only way I can describe the sound continuous rainfall...

Sometimes I wonder if cats live in the same time/space continuum that I live in. I arrived home from work today, stopped the car in the...

Tuesday evening I had finished reading Jonathan Livingstone Seagull, when I got out of my car on Wednesday morning this seagull was...

Image: Dream Space - Dream From The Heart Once again John O'Donohue meets my need. “When you cease to fear your solitude, a new...

Image Shaman - Sight Beyond Sight Recently I completed Shaman- Sight Beyond Sight and this got me thinking about how we all gather...

“Your soul is the priestess of memory, selecting, sifting, and ultimately gathering your vanishing days toward presence.” ― John...

Every day with every choice we make thresholds open up I'm not talking about the physical threshold, the door, the window, the opening in...

Image: Sisters Under The Skin, Angerona, Lady of the Winter Silence Listen Closely to the Trees Soft Whisper Of places of mystery where...

Outside The busy world clatters, chatters and rattles on Sounds rushing by Neverending electronic hum, Just below hearing, Felt in the...

I came across this poem today and just loved it "do not thin yourself, be vast" a wonderful mandate, how often do people make themselves...

There is another sky, Ever serene and fair, And there is another sunshine, Though it be darkness there; Never mind faded forests,...

“The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious. If you have a deep scar, that is a door, if you have an old, old story,...

Have you ever experienced the moment when you turn and suddenly you see the world differently. The angle you are looking makes familiar...

Enter the Bone Queen, as light banishes the shadows, pares us down to the bone and reduces us to our essential self. Image: With Bones...

Windflowers, my father told me not to go near them, he feared them always, Said they carried him away. Windflowers, I couldn't wait to...

Dea Tacita The Silent One, Lady of The Dead The weight of silence Can a scientist measure the weight of silence? I sit in the silence and...