The Voyages of Brendan

Hazelnuts and Wisdom

How does the news of our sovereignty reach us?
A thousand miles away from home
in a tree hut on a golden dawned day.

or
Paired up pared down to two between towns on dusty road.

and
by what means
can we possibly know who messages are for
in what language and persuasion?
are they just words tumbling in no particular order
yet awkwardly organised in ways which
come together with
something of message
which, only half understood

and
yet it do burn within us
such that we have to let him out, see?
else we'd be bunged up with the flux
and choke to death on 'ee

Hear the quick note
fill up your lungs
and fly!

The Frog Prince

needing

transformation

helper found at well-side

promising what seems so simple

fulfilled

He was there not of his making and she there from her mother’s need.

He seized the opportunity, she promised.

The need was met.

Later came the time for reckoning.

Three denials and yet compliance at mother’s insistence.

Finally the revelation all’s well that ends well.

What’s it all about?

princes, frogs, mothers, daughters, wells, water and decapitation in order to live.

Paradox, unanswered questions abound ordinary reality is suspended in order to allow enchantment to take place upon life’s stage. 

Transformation and potentiality abounds.

Autumn Newnesses

Exciting times
new beginnings
story
sea/ land
seals
wisdom seekers
education
initiation
assimilation

years of seeking
questing come to this
story poem image book
stillness silence
prayerful peaceful
belonging

First Triad

Gentle Awareness

Said

I am the sustainer of life

breathing it (the universe)

into life

breath by breath

the story unfolds

refolds

until familiar 

creases hold 

the dust of me

Said

attracted to words

my moth wings

flit closer

risk singeing

death

for a life giving touch 

of life 

giving light

brought by wisdom

Said

change you know

resist we may

but instinct draws us 

ever deeper into 

misty mysterious

archaeology of water

Said

initiation

into stories

brings excitement

remembering

olden knowing 

before I knew.

Things:

Unexpectedly

on an early autumn

morning

words cling to the mind

thickening

quickening

delighting in new found

freedoms

emerging from the insecure

landscape

threatening the vitals

somehow 

in ways partially unwelcomed

but at the same time

in 

awkward friendliness

and

familiarity

Not your regular Tuesday