From the Heart
With a lid you know it’s a pie,
without it’s surely a tart.
There’s some can be more rustic,
then others a’ la carte
I’d fill mine up with gooseberries,
my culinary dream
Served straight out of the oven,
with a dollop of vegan cream.
Daily Prompt – Tart
Sometimes we reach our destination later than others. That does not mean it is any less of an achievement or that it does not deserve as much of a celebration. Whatever time we get there, that we did, is something to be celebrated.
~ Liza
I made a roasted butternut squash risotto today, a bit of something to do mixed with using up what I had in the cupboard. While stirring the rice I got sort of transfixed watching it move around the pan. It got me thinking, what if a big spoon came down to earth and gave us all a big stir. Can you imagine where you might end up, a beach, on top of a mountain or in the middle of the sea. Nothing you take for granted this minute would be there, no friends, family, possessions, it would be just you in what your wearing. I imagined myself ending up in a coffee shop, I found myself sitting next to a writer of all people!
Thinking about this I wondered if this would be good for the human race, stir us all up and send us out into the world to start again. Think of it, no religion or at least followers or congregations left, no political parties to follow as they would have been separated like my rice and no wars as the enemy would have broken up and soldiers dispersed.
I sort of think it might be a good idea, I think we would have to make the best of what we had left, make new friends, think for ourselves as society would no longer make the rules. I would imagine society would come about at some point but for the time in-between we would have to fend for and think for ourselves, we would be our own masters. I think love and kindness would be much more prevalent as we would all be on our own, we would have nothing to loose and everything to gain.
Anyway my risotto was smashing, I wonder what I should have for desert 😉
Does the flower compare itself to others, does the bee only choose the most beautiful. Does the bird only nest in the most beautiful branch of a tree. In nature beauty goes much deeper than the surface, beauty is measured in goodness. Those who let their spirit shine will always attract others. Beauty after all is in the eye of the beholder, those who can see the depth and goodness in the spirit beneath the surface.
~ Liza
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There are many layers to this universe,
we only live in one.
The others remain unseen to us,
maybe hidden by our sun.
There are fundamental principles,
dictating what we can see.
I’m wondering if it’s just the same,
for the flowers and the trees.
Do they see the nuances,
the waves between the light.
Do they show their beauty,
to things that are out of sight.
Can they see the others,
that walk between our thoughts.
Can they hear the music,
that bounces as we talk.
Our minds make sure it’s kept away,
trained by us you see.
That’s the subtle difference,
between a human and a tree.
We think too much to ever see,
the beauty that’s around.
There’s far more than we’ll ever know,
between the sky and ground.
An energetic field of light,
dances but yet unseen.
Some might see the flashes,
the purples and the greens.
Close your eyes and look some more,
shut out that blocking mind.
There’s far more in the universe,
but we’re only humankind.
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There are many flowers on earth and many seasons in which to bloom. As each flower withers and dies another springs into life somewhere else. To experience both joy and sadness in ones life is to understand balance, the changing of seasons of life, and that each ending brings with it the potential of a new beginning.
~ Liza
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I hear the echoes of you voice
in nearly everything I do
and when I’m undecided,
I’ll refer the choice to you.
There is reflection of your beauty
in everything I see.
I feel your touch another way,
soft and caressing me.
I remember the lessons taught to me,
I’m still learning as I go,
but found them really helpful,
which really goes to show.
You knew I’d need you when you left,
so left memories for me.
Your energy still lingers here,
lights up everything I see.
And then you know I feel your love,
when I’m sitting still.
Suppose you send it through me,
you have the strongest will.
I will never forget you
because you never really left.
We continue now another way,
I think we’ve passed the test.
Of knowing love continues,
transforms but never dies.
Love is all around us now,
we just can’t see it with our eyes.
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Is love not just the blending of souls and recognition that we are all the same. To love is to ultimately connect to yourself, as we only truly see ourselves through the eyes of those we love.
~ Liza
However beautiful, clever or successful you have become retain humility. Remember your journey, know that it was your roots that led you to where you are now, however difficult your journey might have been. Life has a way of reminding us should we forget, nothing is certain. Blossom but not at the expense of others, take time out of the spotlight and let them too have there day.
~ Liza
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Can you smell these beauties,
Just by looking at this shot.
My room is full of their sweet scent,
the air in here is hot.
I love my weekly flowers,
they mean the world to me.
Thought I’d share them in a post,
so everyone can see.
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