Frog said: “Humans need to help the wild animals and the wildlife, we need it! Help the wildlife in your garden or in your area. Don’t assume that wild animals would rather be left to take care of themselves, this is no longer the case. Things are beyond that now and in order to survive a lot of wild animals need a bit of support… so feed the wild animals who live around you, build a pond in your garden to support us… Humans have caused a lot of damage on wildlife and now we need humans help to undo what they’ve done. It’s important for our survival. More and more wild animals go close to human habitats to see if they can find help or just scavenge some food. We are on the decline, our habitats are fragile and we need help. Thank you for washing me and taking such good care of me.”
I’m not sure if I will be able to put all this into words… I chose the images above as a way to convey hope, a love for nature and the small things in life.
Our Time Here:
Even though nature is in a crisis, and huge transformations and changes need to happen,
Even if the governments seem to make a point of getting it all wrong,
Despite the fact that money and the interests of a few people seem to prevail,
Over the fate of the planet and the rest of her inhabitants…
I have hope.
Staying still, saying nothing,
Even when I’m dying to.
But Think. Think: Consequences
Before she even attempts
To articulate your thoughts.
Brown bird, on the fence
Say nothing, stay still.
A mindset, a stream.
Breathe deep, change the lens
No sliding down hill.
Life is but a dream.
I always like to end my yoga classes with a story or a poem. Often the poem or story comes to me in one way or another and it wants to be shared. It finds its way in front of my eyes, perhaps because I need to read it myself, or perhaps someone else will gain from hearing it, after the relaxation at the end of the class. I have folders and books full of poems and stories that I have been collecting over the years. Stories that are just waiting for the right time to be shared at the end of a class…
Not sure. Not sure. Not sure. Not sure. Not sure. Knot shur. Note sur. knot chour.
a day to put in a bottle and spin it until everything inside it is all dizzy. Then throw it in the sea and see how far it goes. See the sea gulls. Sea the see gals.
How could I have known?
About the weather, the either or?
That I would drop my crown
Quiet, suddenly (and slam the door),
Somewhere in town.
I’m sill feeling restless
In the upside of the Downs
But I’m trying to add more stillness
In my life and yours as we are blown
Away from our deck chairs,
The passenger seats.
Electric is the air
I can even feel his heart beats.
The count in between lightning and thunder
Tells us how far the storm is from here
What about the count from the dragon’s lair?
Can you tell if He is near?