Thank you so much for reading, and commenting 🙏 To have transported you amongst your tree-friends is an honour, may you dwell there as long as you wish 🍃
Hello - I saw your note of the bluebells on the Malverns and came over to look at your posts. This is beautiful. Your writing stirs something in me that I am savouring. I grew up in Worcester, went sledging on the Malvern Hills. My Mum retired to Ledbury and used to love walking on the Malverns. She goes for flatter walks now. I emigrated to the US last July and I am full of nostalgia just now for the bluebells in the places I love in England and Wales. Thank you for sharing some of that beauty and for your soul touching writing.
Hello Juliet! Thank you so much for reading, and taking the time to comment and share those memories. It's wonderful to hear from someone who so intimately knows this area. I've lived here for around 26 years, and long ago stopped saying 'I live in Malvern but I'm from Sheffield'. Malvern is home, now. I love it here. Sledging on the hills must have been exhilarating!! I'm so glad that you enjoyed this piece of writing, it's made my day to hear from you 🙏
What a gracious response. Thank you! I find conversations on social media a bit awkward but am looking to develop a new relationship with that! I thought to myself, 'if I am touched by someone's writing, perhaps it would be nice to say so!" It makes me happy inside that I made your day ... and your photo made my heart do a little dance ... I wonder how far the ripples from this little exchange will go?!?
Oh, I empathise re conversations on social media! I'm rather shy myself, and too often refrain from commenting on the posts of people with whom I'm not familiar on here. Curiously, I'm more reticent online than in person. It's a strange new world we're navigating. I sometimes wonder if, online, we mistake people for being more confident and extroverted than ourselves? I suspect many people feel that same awkwardness. I'm very glad you did say hello 😊
Oh thanks for stopping by Lizzie and commenting especially if it’s uncomfortable. That’s a useful perspective that others are maybe less confident than they appear. Sometimes I think … all these words … disappearing into the ether!! Probably no need to worry. 🥰
Reading this feels a little like walking out into the current, and letting the water carry you away. In a good sense! I’m behind with my reading, but wanted to say how much I enjoyed your flow of words Lizzie. I hope you are still writing, and reaching for the light.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Michela 🙏 I'm very happy that this made you feel the current; I think that's how I aspire to write, these days. I'm still writing, a little, when I can get into that flow. I've been occupied with setting up my tarot and hand reading work and completing my coaching qualification - and hence I am also behind on my reading on here and have several of your recent posts to catch up on! It's good to hear from you 😊
I loved reading this post. It transported me to the quiet comfort of trees and the raw joy I feel in my belly when alone in nature. Saying that, what your writing does and always has done is make me feel less alone and more connected. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful piece.
That’s really rather nice. My favourite places are empty of people. Trees of all sorts I love to be canopied by. Also mountains….. islands of few people. Deserted beaches. Wild nature. I feel the call of the caw, from my bed. I am drawn to those birds.
Thank you 🙏 I'm much the same in my preferences for solitary places, away from sensory overload... And crows are magnetic, aren't they? They seem such ancient beings, somehow!!
Read your piece twice this morning and ventured into your cold misty woodland this afternoon. Well worth the discomfort to have your words, sounds and feelings with me. So good being local and able to follow in your footsteps. Thank you as ever.
Oh Martyn, I'm smiling knowing that you were with those very same trees today! I bet it was bitingly cold up there today! I still wish I could've got out with my camera, though. Thank you as always for reading and commenting.
Oh Lizzie! This is enchanting. Beautiful and sad. The spaces between. The yearning vapour and mud. Inside the caws get louder. Spring is coming. Keep writing. We need you. 🙏❤️
Hi Jamie! Thank you so much, I really appreciate your comment 🙏 We can all feel spring's imminence in the northern hemisphere, can't we? I hadn't been craving it until February arrived, but now it's time to reach for the light...
Thanks Lizzie. One already born and another soon to come. Written for me to set free. What doesn’t need to die inside of me. It’s a fool’s journey. Thanks for asking. 🙏❤️
So beautiful. Thank you for this big contented sigh as you transported me with your words into the forest with my friends the trees. 💚
Thank you so much for reading, and commenting 🙏 To have transported you amongst your tree-friends is an honour, may you dwell there as long as you wish 🍃
Hello - I saw your note of the bluebells on the Malverns and came over to look at your posts. This is beautiful. Your writing stirs something in me that I am savouring. I grew up in Worcester, went sledging on the Malvern Hills. My Mum retired to Ledbury and used to love walking on the Malverns. She goes for flatter walks now. I emigrated to the US last July and I am full of nostalgia just now for the bluebells in the places I love in England and Wales. Thank you for sharing some of that beauty and for your soul touching writing.
Hello Juliet! Thank you so much for reading, and taking the time to comment and share those memories. It's wonderful to hear from someone who so intimately knows this area. I've lived here for around 26 years, and long ago stopped saying 'I live in Malvern but I'm from Sheffield'. Malvern is home, now. I love it here. Sledging on the hills must have been exhilarating!! I'm so glad that you enjoyed this piece of writing, it's made my day to hear from you 🙏
What a gracious response. Thank you! I find conversations on social media a bit awkward but am looking to develop a new relationship with that! I thought to myself, 'if I am touched by someone's writing, perhaps it would be nice to say so!" It makes me happy inside that I made your day ... and your photo made my heart do a little dance ... I wonder how far the ripples from this little exchange will go?!?
Oh, I empathise re conversations on social media! I'm rather shy myself, and too often refrain from commenting on the posts of people with whom I'm not familiar on here. Curiously, I'm more reticent online than in person. It's a strange new world we're navigating. I sometimes wonder if, online, we mistake people for being more confident and extroverted than ourselves? I suspect many people feel that same awkwardness. I'm very glad you did say hello 😊
Oh thanks for stopping by Lizzie and commenting especially if it’s uncomfortable. That’s a useful perspective that others are maybe less confident than they appear. Sometimes I think … all these words … disappearing into the ether!! Probably no need to worry. 🥰
Reading this feels a little like walking out into the current, and letting the water carry you away. In a good sense! I’m behind with my reading, but wanted to say how much I enjoyed your flow of words Lizzie. I hope you are still writing, and reaching for the light.
Thank you for reading and commenting, Michela 🙏 I'm very happy that this made you feel the current; I think that's how I aspire to write, these days. I'm still writing, a little, when I can get into that flow. I've been occupied with setting up my tarot and hand reading work and completing my coaching qualification - and hence I am also behind on my reading on here and have several of your recent posts to catch up on! It's good to hear from you 😊
I so enjoyed reading that, thank you. Beautiful photos too.
I can see British Camp from here and The Malvern Hills. I’m waving 👋
Thank you so much 🙏 Ohhh where do you live, Worcester or Ledbury side - or are you visiting? Waving back 👋
And you 😊
👋 just outside of Tewkesbury 👋 hello 😊
Just down the road! Lovely to meet you on here 😊
Beautiful words and images! 🌿🌿
Thank you so much, Felicity 🙏💚
Lizzie, my names have "tree" in them...pick me a card Pythia!
I loved reading this post. It transported me to the quiet comfort of trees and the raw joy I feel in my belly when alone in nature. Saying that, what your writing does and always has done is make me feel less alone and more connected. Thank you for sharing such a beautiful piece.
Amanda, you know how much creating that connection means to me, and I am so grateful to you for always inspiring and supporting me 🙏
That’s really rather nice. My favourite places are empty of people. Trees of all sorts I love to be canopied by. Also mountains….. islands of few people. Deserted beaches. Wild nature. I feel the call of the caw, from my bed. I am drawn to those birds.
Thank you 🙏 I'm much the same in my preferences for solitary places, away from sensory overload... And crows are magnetic, aren't they? They seem such ancient beings, somehow!!
Crows and Ravens, Lizzie.
Read your piece twice this morning and ventured into your cold misty woodland this afternoon. Well worth the discomfort to have your words, sounds and feelings with me. So good being local and able to follow in your footsteps. Thank you as ever.
Oh Martyn, I'm smiling knowing that you were with those very same trees today! I bet it was bitingly cold up there today! I still wish I could've got out with my camera, though. Thank you as always for reading and commenting.
Beautiful! I really enjoyed reading. 🤍
Thank you. That means a lot ♥️
My pleasure!! 🤍
Wow! I need to read this again slowly. There's so much here that is so beautifully expressed🤎
Oh thank you!! I'm so pleased the words resonate with you ♥️
Oh Lizzie! This is enchanting. Beautiful and sad. The spaces between. The yearning vapour and mud. Inside the caws get louder. Spring is coming. Keep writing. We need you. 🙏❤️
Hi Jamie! Thank you so much, I really appreciate your comment 🙏 We can all feel spring's imminence in the northern hemisphere, can't we? I hadn't been craving it until February arrived, but now it's time to reach for the light...
Born Again
Reaching for the light
You break free
Any barriers
Defenceless
Against the strength of the essence
that drives all desire
Wings unfolding
as they meet the invitation of life
Kissing the freedom of air
Your purpose
already known
As you open your eyes
Fighting for breath
Startled by the cries
of your own
Arrival
An old one I wrote that seems to fit. Reaching for the light…. 🙏❤️
Have you ever, or will you maybe, publish your poetry in book form, Jamie?
Thanks Lizzie. One already born and another soon to come. Written for me to set free. What doesn’t need to die inside of me. It’s a fool’s journey. Thanks for asking. 🙏❤️
Beautiful, Jamie - as, indeed, is all your poetry. Thank you for sharing...
Oh so beautiful. Keep writing little mole
Hello, Claire ♥️ Thank you so much for your lovely, gentle comment. I will 🙏
Anna, thank you 🙏 I deeply appreciate you reading and responding. And I am so pleased you can feel the trees, too 💚