Some slides captured to share... But the webinar was recorded so I will place a link into this post as soon as I have access..
Monday, 12 October 2020
Shelter Webinar
Sunday, 11 October 2020
Friday, 9 October 2020
Healing Garden book on Colour & Water
Palace of Illusions
I was sharing this book Palace of Illusions with the Wednesday Women Together Zoom group..We were asked to share a book and author we like. As our Zoom group is international I felt Chitra Banerjee Divakaruni was the perfect author to share as she is able to produce stories that straddle two cultures. She is a lecturer in creative writing in America and has had one book made into a Hollywood film Mistress of Spices
I always define Chitra as not a page turner but a page stopper...why? Because you feel in awe with her writing you feel you want to stop annd re read a sentence or paragraph and marvel in the beautiful way she has written it.
I found an extract from Palace of Illusions that had inspired me to reflect on it and stimulated me to write my thoughts on the Wedding Garland...
" Coiled on the silver tray like a white snake, the wedding garland was as thick as my forearm. I regarded it warily as though it might at any moment decide to strike."
It made me think of that metaphor of the garland like a coiled snake. Amidst the sweet smelling flowers, the fragrance of a once sweet romance can turn out to have a venomous bite........
...... oh! that the beauty would continue and the flowers of love do not die! For some this can be so, an everlasting garland of bliss..... oh! for the fragrance of love to continue as it emanates to surround those it brought together forever! ...But forever is a long time and a promise perhaps for some impossible to keep.
Poem for my cats
Kitten Power
Twisting, turning, jumping up high
A leap that makes us fly
A dance led from within
Putting target in a spin
A dance for our biological survival
No other species can rival
A gavotte in place through eons of time
Up high for better view we climb
Then crouch down with target in focus
This is no magic or hocus pocus
Hunters of our prey
A toy today
No one teaches us
No one shows us
But all our muscles and our joints
All our senses to target points
Flexible in all sorts of moves
Designed to make those moves
Designed to create this action
Our target not missed by any fraction
Helps the mouse to catch
That may come on our patch
Or the bird to hook with our claws
Sparrows or Jackdaws..
Now firmly held in our jaws
Its only weakness to fly close by
Twisting, turning, jumping up high
Stalking, pouncing, watching with keen eye
Energy driving from within
No time for tickles to our chin
Power to paws
Grip with strong claws
Power to eyes to see the moving target
Power to the ears to hear the moving target
Power to our whiskers to sense a sudden change in air
Then our prey is seen
Our reaction very keen
Jumping and pouncing down from chair
This time a toy
To play with gives us such joy.
In dedication to Lulu Blanche & Pengu Noire …
two lovely kittens born only two in a litter and
devoted sisters..
Thursday, 8 October 2020
Pearl of the Desert
Red Jasmine











