Posted in Where I live.


Day 5…
I’m deviating a little off the path and starting poetry month tomorrow…
My favorite bird, a Cape Dikkop was successful in distracting me a few nights ago before lockdown…


He led me away
with a defensive pose,
that startled
my tranquil walk…

Watching me closely
from his hiding place,
I felt like
I’d been stalked…

He scooted past me in the darkness,
screeching as he went by,
acting as a decoy,
I knew that I should comply…

His bravado
was clear to see,
as he flapped
his wings wildly.,
and in the misty twilight
I crept away


dikkop 2

nat poetry

Posted in lockdown

Scattering the blues…

Day 4.
We haven’t been able to walk our dog or go to the beach for a while, and he is highly upset. He didn’t get the memo and thinks it’s our fault…

It’s been a day of quiet reflection, not looking at the news too much.

dreaming of vistas
as far as the eye can see
scattering the blues…

dreamy landscapes

playing ball will have to suffice for now…

zeb and ball

stay safe everyone…

Posted in Dreaming while awake

La Luna…

Day 3..
The quiet seems to have settled all around now, like a dull ache that we get used to…
I hear teenagers playing their music and drilling and banging all around. Home maintenance and boredom in tandem with each other.
I miss being out there and feeling the vibe of people.
Just looking through my computer screen doesn’t feel enough, because I don’t believe everything I read.

My heart goes out to the people in informal settlements, who are confused and worried right now…

I feel helpless

Music and meditation help…

la luna

searching for the hope of what is to come,
let’s treasure the moon
and worship the sun…

and in the days that lie ahead
from hallowed grounds
faith will spread…

As we kiss the earth we walk upon,
let’s cherish
each blessed liaison…

Posted in Where I live.

In the afternoon…

of Day 2.
We took a quick trip to the Chemist and I couldn’t help asking…
“why is this happening?”
There’s a heavy silence all around, confusion in the air.

day 2

Lonely trees
line the avenues,
waiting for disquiet
to pass…
standing tall
in acceptance,
keeping comms
with the grass…
of the most
gentle character,
they wave in the breeze,
towering above us
in homage,
absorbing our unease…

Never before seen footage everywhere in the world.. .#ghosttown


Posted in Magical

Finding hope…

“Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.
Be excessively gentle with yourself.”
― John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings


Day 2.
This is a poem I wrote a year ago, it reminded me of my dear blogger friend Natalie who is no longer with us…

Flowers don’t grow
they rise up
with the sun
spending their days frolicking
hardly overcome!
And when the seasons change
they rest for a while,
till the next time
you see them
glowing undefiled…
They festoon
our gardens
in worshipful praise,
with carefree amusement brightening our days…
where they are planted,
an uncomplaining bunch,
in the nourishment
of waterlogged mulch…


Posted in Me in real life


Here in South Africa, we have wonderful people still serving us at supermarkets, petrol stations, hospitals, pharmacies, law enforcement, and other essential services…
They will be working during lockdown…I salute them!

Jessica working tirelessly to serve us…

pre-lockdown 1

Sanitizing trolleys and still smiling…

pre-lockdown 2

Our petrol Attendant cleaning the windscreen. He says he’s taking leave to protect his family…

pre-lockdown 3

Shelves still stocked..

pre-lockdown 4

Stay safe everyone…

Posted in Thinking out loud


bee happy 2

It’s a time of reflection
and grace,
a time to look fear
in its face…

Time to know
your inner worth,
time to love
the abundant earth…

Don’t lock away
your dreams,
allow your sacred sunlight
to stream…

Be the peace
passes understanding,
Let it rise
Be undemanding…

Hold onto
the strength of faith,
as it fills you,
gently bathe
in the glory
of what is to come,
fragrant vessels
fully one…

kindness is a
holy password,
sealed with gratitude
be alert…

Live your dreams
not your fears,
as the universe
changes gears…


Posted in memories


Our president has announced that from Friday we will be on total lockdown.
I am going to start a diary called 21 days in lock-down…

My Granny survived the Spanish flu and the heat of Africa and wrote her story.
Here is an excerpt that was written by my Uncle…

“Mother did a lot to help during the 1918 flue, walking many miles to different homes by herself to help.”


Posted in Dreaming while awake

The calling…

A raptor circled over my house yesterday, calling me out….

raptorI’m calling you to speak your words

paint pictures of harmony
and release sanguine sounds
create a symphony of peace all around…

Find skies filled with birds
swooping and diving
held by light
believing that they are not silent
or worried now…

See the insects crawl
busily gathering
harnessing their togetherness…

Keep spreading love out
let it span the fields
the streets
until it’s more widespread than fear…

Don’t be faint-hearted
don’t be concerned if no one sees or hears,
words have energy
they move with light
and project into the void…

Don’t let confidence be destroyed
hold onto faith
trusting in its movement
keep on believing
keep memorizing the wonderment of things…

Words can make music
can cover despair
don’t be afraid
fear is a plague

Reach out
touch with your eyes
embrace the great knowing
you are heard in the heavens…

Don’t worry about the others
those who make clanging sounds
and loud noises
they’ve put their love on hold
suspended in ego
unknown in the depths
but always reachable…

The pestilence may come
it will take down structures of hatred
of division,
but love will stand the test,
the oceans still swell
the birds still fly as messengers heavenwards…

Butterflies are dancing
in their abundance
keep looking for signs
keep looking in the eyes of the beloved
for the time is here
the separation…

It may be upon humans
but oneness can never be divided
there is no algorithm for that!

Love can never be severed

We will acquiesce into all that is
mingled with the knowing
the transformation of hearts
from stone to flesh…

We are more than our physical bodies,
one with the great I am
since the beginning of time…

Nothing is lost that needed to be kept…

Like a watchman at the gates
see the majesty unfolding in the heavens
hold onto what is good
what is holy…

For you are divine

Some may have forgotten
some strived for worldly gain
some were bewitched by the laws

The time for selfish ambition is over
greed will soon be a memory
no longer heard in congregations of light

Do not submit to the realm of this world
do no play into the hands of deceivers
you have the power to see the change
to be the change

Hold your vibration steady
keep your light on
Search for the music of your soul

dream about kingdoms of light
they are more powerful
than you think
they tirelessly work for good…

Readying us for what is to come
raise your vibration
keep looking towards the light…

Do not fear
all shall be well
all manner of thing shall be well…

We are shedding the myopic band of frequency…

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