Memories

Fifty  years ago when I was seven I watched my Mother mix up ingredients in this bowl

I would stand in the kitchen and watch her bake

And here am I, mixing up ingredients in the same bowl

My  dear Mother will be 90 next month, and I always get a lovely feeling when using her bowl

Memories sure are precious

Love and light  Marie.

Gathering in

It is early Autumn here in New Zealand
It is a time of gathering in
Gathering in all the memories from the year that has been
Letting those golden Autumn leaves fall on to you
So you can hold them close to your heart
So you can take all the positive things that have happened to you
and the ones that where not so good
You can take those memories and like the storing of the Autumn harvest
You bring them into your soul
Then come Winter time you can think about things that helped you and things that you need to do or to change so that come spring you will know what new seeds to plant in your garden.

Love and light Marie