Category: Scottish highlands

Collective praying

As my father was fighting for his life collective praying began in various corners of the world in ways each individual knew how, unique to them, in churches, at home, with kids, on the forest floor, at the kitchen table, in the mountains, by…

The wise one

What if I took a breath and I was there Closing my eyes I transport into the heart of you Green, solid, luxurious Talk to me through the veins of my heart Within the blue of my throat lies the truth of my devotion…

I am home

The wilderness possesses me with its air as fresh and sharp as a blade of grass My senses entwine with the spirit it holds Precious, powerful, ancient I walk the place feeling the roots grabbing at my feet I need it, oh how I…

The Loch of my heart

A beautiful melody of your heart brushes against a shore As I stand in trance-like state amidst the symphony that is your waters Silvery shimmer like a thread connected to my inside I spill my musings into a flow of the sacred grey depth…

Going home

Like a lover long gone it gently teases with its promise of pleasure Like the first love long dead it stirs the ashes of my shaken heart into yarning Like a smoke over the hills it entices me home Like a river it washes…

Call back the souls

Does the land call souls back? She does Or how else she knows and hears of its beauty It seek souls out who crave home like a mother’s breast, those who carry their hearts ready to surrender All that soulds want is belonging, sacred…

Who would I be?

What would it feel like if I had you? Who would I be amidst your wild beauty? A beast brave and strong A delicate flower smelling like heaven Or myself, just as I was born into the skin of this earth How would we…