The Flow

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I think we are a lot like rivers, trying to find our way home, flowing and joining a much greater flow to blend and become one. Our lives are much like the river when it reaches and joins the ocean, whether we recognise it or not, we are heading towards oneness.

Most rivers run to the sea or join another river or body of water, some don’t though,  some rivers just dry up, evaporate or disappear into the ground. Like us in a way, when we loose our way or live without purpose.

I love to stand on the shore, water lapping at my feet and know that in some way I have joined something greater, to know that I am part of that flow and will eventually join something much greater than me.

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Cockles and Mussels Alive Alive Oh

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Carbis Bay, just near St Ives in Cornwall is a little piece of heaven. We chose the very best week to come with a heatwave across the UK. Carbis Bay Hotel and Spa is situated on the cliff face overlooking the bay. We have one of the houses owned by the hotel on the front looking out to sea, it’s just perfect!

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Sharing a bit of my holiday as I’ve not been very active of late. I will catch up on reading your blogs because as much as I’m enjoying myself I’m feeling like something is missing.

Cornwall is stunning, full of greenery due to the rainfall they have most of the year, luckily for us, this week is dry. Most of the time so far spent on the beach but hopefully I’ll get some good nature shots when it cools down later in the week.

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Leave Well Alone…

Don’t trouble trouble, until trouble troubles you!

I love this expression, one of my mum’s although I don’t know where she got it from. It means leave well alone, if something is going to happen, it will and no amount of worrying is going to stop it. Why worry over the inevitable and why worry if something is not going to happen. What possible good can worrying about something do, it’s a wasted emotion and does nothing more than add a few more frown lines.

Actually it can bring things to us, if like attracts like then negative thoughts might well attract negative occurrences.  What ever we put out we get back, it’s the way of the world so we have to think carefully about what it is we are putting out.

Leave negative imaginings alone, focus on the good as much as possible and don’t meddle with what you don’t want.

I’m not troubling trouble at the moment, I’m on holiday in Carbis Bay, Cornwall enjoying the most glorious week and eating far too much. Maybe if I don’t worry about the calories, they won’t come 😉

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Grenfel Tower

The air was punctuated with the sound of crying – BBC News

It’s hard to imagine, even though I’ve been watching the news all day, the trauma of those caught up in the high rise fire in Grenfel Tower, West London today. I keep watching the news but I can’t bring those people back, I can’t make them safe.

I’ve watched extended news reports a lot lately, Manchester, London Bridge and now Grenfel Towers. For those of you that might not have heard a tower block caught fire today. It is said that it is unprecedented, an inferno that spread so fast it was impossible to save the people trapped in their homes. I watch the news reports because in a crazy way I feel that by watching I might be able to save someone.

Is that crazy, I stare at the TV in hope, hope that something magical will happen to rewind the scene? It’s all I can do at the moment, later I can donate, make sure my homes safe, make sure my loved ones know how to keep themselves safe, but for now I watch and hope.

Today’s Daily Prompt word was puncture, I heard punctuated. There are others like chaos, evacuate, smoke, jump, smoke inhalation, safety, lost, lives, fire trap, hope, love.

Daily Prompt – Puncture

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The Tapered Path

There was a natural taper to the path as it wound off into the distance. She was unsure if the path was right, was she going the right way or should she turn back and give up on ever finding herself. She sat for a moment, she’d come so far, given up so much, how could she possibly have chosen the wrong path. She thought about the intersection, the place the pathways crossed. There hadn’t been a sign but she had instinctively felt the path to the left was the one to take. She went back there in her mind looking at the place the paths crossed again, she was searching for clues, she was sure there would be one she had overlooked, nothing but a feeling. She thought about that feeling, felt it again, it had felt right, but now she just didn’t know anymore.

The journey was so long, much longer than she had hoped, much longer than they said and she was tired. It seemed that around every corner there was something else to trip her up, an upturned root, a hidden dip in the path or the enticing calls from the undergrowth. She wondered if the other path had been so treacherous, so unpredictable, she sort of doubted it.

She carried on, wary and tired but at the same time determined. She didn’t want to turn back, didn’t want to retrace her steps over the rough terrain. Hard as the journey had been up until now she felt somehow she was getting somewhere. Even the rest she had just taken, had been beneficial, it had given her time for reflection and introspection. although she didn’t know all the answers, didn’t know what lay ahead, she sort of felt restored and able to continue a little further.

It was around the next bend that she found the opening in the trees. Over in the distance a glistening pond, bathed in the light of the setting sun. Slowly she walked over to the pond and knelt to wash her face. Bending down, she saw herself, saw herself smiling through the glimmering ripples on the ponds surface. At this moment she knew she had been on the right path all along.

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