Category: soul home

The body of my body

What does it mean to belong to the wind, water and sand When your body craves its wilderness like some light or food that promises heaven Heaven it is, indeed, it is I know it by quenching my thirst by standing on its ancient…

That place

There’s this place I know far far into northern parts It is raw with spirit, with rugged edges and foamy waves and winds that rip through your heart mercilessly It is the wild part in me it speaks to the most It is the…

Love everlasting

The first time I knew you my breath was out to abandonment My knees touched the greenness of your body and in awe I stood amidst a stone circle feeling protected and contained I lowered myself into your cooling stream imagining I wash myself…

You

Are you the wind that whispers in my ear or a stream beneath my feet with its bubbling tones Are you a bird, a tree, a flower that I encounter or are you silence amidst the night air I feel you in all corners…

Winter in the Highlands

It is Munro climbing season in Scotland and these folk, who shared these stunning images, are out and about loving winter just as much as I do. The Land of Spirit at its finest!  

A trip that freed me

Here are some pictures from my trip to Perthshire, Scottish Highlands this past October just before Samhain. This was a long anticipated trip, not because it haven’t been before, I have, but because I made it there on my own after talking and planning…

Dreaming alive

When it is no longer a dream, which had haunted you again again for many months, years, you can breathe with new vigour and steady rhythm. It feels unreal yet it is a reality standing in front of you in its raw state and…