The body of my body

soul land
Celtic forest ~ Isle of Mull, Scotland 2018

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 shores

I am you and you are me eternally bonded like perfectly matched body cells

Like an animal I crawl through heather-fragranced hills sniffing its soft magic as if my last breath

My body relaxes

My senses awake

I know this land is my home

 

 

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The one constant

My solace, my heart

A breath of new energy needed

I find my peace and sacred space

In you and only you

My one constant, unchangable vessel that carries all that is good and desired

It calms when internal seas rise wild

It teaches when mind is lost

It embraces when sorrow wraps round my heart

It cleans when tears are plentiful

It centres when the world is lost

It grounds when things are shaky

It balances when I struggle to come back

It speaks when the voice is lost

Most of all it maintains a state of feeling and being always here, constant anchor like a faithful dog or a trusted old ship that helps me navigate life

Like a good old tree that stands against all odds and always here to welcome me whatever the weather or season or state of the world

The one constant – nature! The everlasting light and mother, a life-long friend and companion, I thank you from the bottom of my heart for allowing me to know you truly, love you deeply and relate to you till the end of my days

I know you…

I fell in love on the day the sun stood still in the sky and a breathe in the land’s air touched places in me I never knew existed

I fell to my knees struck breathless not knowing what I was or where

Yet deep inside my soul the knowing was strong as if an old tale I had heard a million times was unfolding in front of me

I fell in love just like that first time as if I had always known you

It is here I belong and only here the land speaks through me in language we both understand

In the silence of land’s dreaming I feel my blood streaming through it’s valleys, my tears part of its ocean and every cell within me matches hers