Little Bird ♫

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If I were a little bird
I’d soar the endless skies
Dip my wings into the ocean
View the mountains high

I’d take flight with the dandelions
and twirl and sing and dance
on the gentle breeze
I happen on perchance

I’d befriend the butterflies
in their glorious splendour
as they alight upon a flower
whispering wings so tender

I’d taunt and tease the cats
daring dashing close
just out of their reach
right before their nose

I’d sip the sweetest nectar
from flowers on the vine
a treat like none other
natures finest wine

I wish I were a little bird
so beautiful and sweet
for then life would be fun
a blessed joyful treat.

Trish Johnston © 19th February 2019

 

Free Will

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Please don’t give me lines
inside which I am to colour
for lines are limitations
on what I’ve yet to discover

Please don’t build walls
I will dismantle them
and use their stones
to lay a path to the very end

For I will not be contained
within the rights; the shoulds; the rules
I now live in freedom
from these exasperating tools

Tools which are used to tame us
to curb our wandering ways
to keep us from discovering
the truth within each day

They tell me how to live
what is perceived as right and wrong
I choose to live beyond them
to my own beat, my own song

They tell me how to love
and they have no idea
that to love unconditionally
removes all the fear

For a love unconditional
will accept and allow
not attempt to recreate
a clone of others now

I choose to live my life
in the freedom of my truth
with no shackles of judgement
and no one else’s golden rules

I do not live in fear
of repercussions for my choice
for in free will I believe
and in life and love rejoice

Trish Johnston © 14th February 2019

Through the eyes of the soul

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Staring out my window
at the break of day
sun rising in the distance
not so far away

The dawning of the day
bringing a brand new start
picking up the pieces
of lost and lonely heart

Shattered by the darkness
of a long and sleepless night
where demons come alive
shielding the truth from sight

Light seeps into my soul
in this cold and empty house
urging me ever onward
in troubled times of doubt

Fear not the future, darling
for it’s written in the stars
home is that special place
inside my beloveds heart

Trish Johnston © 12th February 2019

An Introvert’s night on the town…

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I wonder how many people truly understand what it is to be an introvert? How many confuse a person who is an introvert with a person who lacks of confidence? You see, I feel that in most areas in life I am a reasonably confident person. Public speaking? Sure no problems, as long as I know my subject I am fine to stand up and talk in front of an audience. With my work, sure I am confident that I know my stuff and that I am capable of obtaining the required outcomes. Put me in a position where I feel that I, or another, needs defending and I will not hesitate to speak up. In a nutshell I don’t feel that confidence or lack thereof is a real issue to me. However…

Today I travelled by bus from my home town to the beautiful city of Adelaide. At present I am sitting in my hotel room enjoying a lovely view which is only going to get more breath taking as the sun sinks over the ocean in the west. I am here for family reasons and may or may not be required to stay again tomorrow night as well. If I stay tomorrow night I will have family with me, for tonight I am alone… and that is how I choose to be. Yes, I have friends here from when I lived and worked in the city and yes, I am sure that some of them will be disappointed that I have not let them know that I am here but I choose to be alone. This is not about being antisocial, it is not about lacking confidence but about the fact that I just want to have this experience on my own.

The hotel I am staying is has a lovely bar which I could be in right now partaking in happy hour with other guests. Instead I chose to take a walk and when I discovered a bottle shop I decided to by my own drinks and come back to my room. (As an aside to this I recall how once several years ago my daughter said to me “Mum, you know you shouldn’t drink alone.” To which I responded “Well, darling if I didn’t drink alone I would never drink!”) I now sit here in my room enjoying one of my favourite pastimes, writing, and a beverage all by myself… and the key word is here is enjoying. The drink is not necessary, the time alone however is. Why necessary you may ask when I spend so much time alone at home anyway. You see I spend time alone because that is my choice.

I have learned as I have progressed through life that most things in life are choices. We can choose to live our lives as we want or we can live it according to how others perceive we should. The older I get the more I understand that it is perfectly okay for me to just be me and live how I choose to live. Indeed my choices, just as anyone else’s, are not without consequence and I am prepared to accept that also. Yes, sometimes I do get lonely. Though I do agree that it is far worse to be lonely in a room full of people than it is to be alone.

I attempted to explain to someone the other day how crowds did not concern me greatly as most of the time I am able to shield myself to feel insulated from them. This is difficult to explain though I do find that if I don’t shield myself I feel so drained by the time I am home that I never want to walk outside again. In reality I believe that I absorb so much of the energy of others that I end up with so many warring thoughts and feelings that it just leaves me exhausted, emotionally and physically.

Also, I have no need for small talk. I am able to do so and chat when necessary however I would much prefer to either have an earnest, in-depth conversation or to simply sit in silence. While some may think that I have the gift of the gab I personally believe that it is a true gift of enjoying silence. I admire truly flamboyant people however I do not choose to be one. If I ask a question most times it is because I have a genuine interest in the response, I do not ask simply to destroy a moment of blessed silence with idle chatter. Besides, moments of silence with the right person can be every bit as rewarding as conversation!

I am not sure if I am adequately describing my perception of an introvert to you though what I do ask of you is that while you may enjoy chatting and you may find it exhilarating to be in the company of others, not everyone feels the same. For some of us the only way for us to recharge is to spend time alone. To me this is what an introvert is. Not necessarily someone who lacks confidence, some of us can be perfectly capable of communicating and interacting with others, we just don’t need others to make us feel alive. This is no criticism whatsoever of those who enjoy company and crowds and feed off a group environment, we are all individuals and for every introvert there is also an extrovert. I, for one, would much prefer the tranquillity of the bush than most social interactions. To some I may be far too intense, to me it is about being true to myself and in doing so attracting those people to me who truly understand.

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There is a restaurant in the hotel as well. I am pretty sure that I will enjoy the food I brought from home instead but who knows, by dinner time I might just choose to order room service while I have another drink and sit on my balcony awaiting the sunset with my faithful companions – me, myself and I.

Peaceful journeys,

Indigo aka Trish

Let that feeling go…

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Breathe, breathe deep
Echoes in her mind
Voices, words, images
Swirling before, behind

Waves just keep coming
No gentle ebb and flow
Drowning, sinking lower
Dark and deep below

Sensation washing over her
Grasping, clawing, fear
Becoming her reality
In this moment here

So easy to lose oneself
In the darkness of the mind
Consumed by insecurities
Doubts and fears arise

This moment too will pass
Acknowledge it then let it go
She must conquer these demons
Not allow them to grow

Breathe, breathe, breathe deeper now
Feel your feet upon the ground
Allow the breath to centre you
Peace, love and light abound.

Indigo Wisdom © 22nd January 2019

Sunrise and Sunset

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The last golden rays of sunset
Shine within her eyes
As a glow of expectation
For a future yet to rise

For with sunset comes a closure
A gentle but final farewell
To a time of indecision
Where her fears overwhelm

As the lands stretch out before her
On their beauty she feasts
For therein lies her future
Uncertainty retreats

Just as the warm glow bathes the earth
It seeps into her soul
For together they will blend
Sunrise and sunset forever the whole.

Trish Johnston © 25th October 2018

Soul Mates

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I had a message from a friend a week or so ago letting me know that her husband had passed away several months ago. It took me a few days to respond to the message, not because I didn’t care but because it had such an impact on me. This couple were such a wonderful match, just right for each other and so happy together, so obviously in love. Sadly their time together was limited by his illness but the most important thing they did was make the most of every moment they had together.

 
It got me wondering… is it possible for everyone to have what they had… that one amazing connection with another which many refer to as soul mates. Many of us love during our lifetimes, some several times, but how many of us have that all consuming connection with another human being. Where we touch each others souls, where the physical attraction is as strong as but is also secondary to the emotional and spiritual connection.

 
I believe it is possible to have more than one soul mate or should I say soul mates on different levels. Wonderful friendship with another of similar energy to ourselves. Some are purely spiritual while others are purely emotional or possibly physical. They are very special connections in themselves, however to have that one person with whom you have a total connection, the spiritual, physical and emotional is truly unique and precious. It is as though you know that you have known each other before in previous lifetimes, you are so familiar to each other. You may not have actual memories of other times together but you have an energetic imprint which is like a magnet and the connection is not to be denied.

 
Now I am not talking about that comfortable as an old shoe feeling, where you immediately relax with another. While that is a lovely comforting connection the unique soul mate connection is more one that, though it can be very comfortable and comforting, it also has an edge to it that stimulates us and keeps us alert and looking forward to the next moment, the next possibility, the next profound experience. Not that life is always deeply profound, however, when shared with that particular person every moment holds something precious, a surreal sunset, a wild flower in bloom, the majesty of an eagle soaring, the bliss of pure silence or the richness of laughter. Made all the more magical by their presence.

 
Maybe it is the romance of the poet which makes me pen these words for I am one of the lucky ones who have experienced this connection… I hope you get share it also.

 

’til next time,

Indigo (aka Trish)

HowZat?!

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In the wake of the last few days I can only say that I am truly concerned for the future of not just cricket in Australia but the country as a whole. I have this morning watched Steve Smith’s, Cameron Bancroft’s and Darren Lehman’s statements and David Warner’s comment to the press. My heart goes out to them. They have become nothing more than the newest targets for the media. Like specimens in a science lab they will be poked, prodded and put through mind shatteringly cruel scrutiny all for the sake of what seems to pass today as acceptable journalism. They will be harassed, cameras will stalk them, microphones shoved in their faces every time they move. Yes, I understand that they have taken on roles of very high-profile people (if you follow cricket that is… otherwise you may never have heard of them), however this does not make them our property. They are human beings. Fathers, sons, brothers, uncles, cousins, friends. And sadly human beings make mistakes or errors in judgement. None of us in infallible. Before you judge too harshly think about how you would be feeling right now if you were them, or their families or friends.

These fellows are in the position they are in because they are elite sportsmen. How have they got there? An extreme amount of sacrifice by not only them but their families as well. Also a huge amount of talent, strength, tenacity and love for their chosen sport. Most likely the publicity is the last thing they were chasing when they chose this path. Yes, no doubt they wanted to be up there with the best in the world in their sphere. Is that not what any truly talented person aspires to when they sacrifice so much in pursuit of their dreams? The fact that they have now become the latest targets for almost every man and his dog to take pot shots at in the media and on social media would not have been on their radar when they chose to walk along this path. Those who love the game of cricket have sat back and watched in awe as these men have “taken us to glory” on numerous occasions. Let us not forget that! The media are certainly happy to get their headlines from these heroics. Our politicians too like to jump on the band wagon and ride the glory train.

What kind of people are we that we feel we have the right to vilify them? I wonder how many of the so-called journalists could stand up to the harassment that they inflict upon their victims? I wonder too, how many would come out squeaky clean if they and their lives, professional and personal were placed under a microscope and dissected bit by bit, piece by piece? Oh, and don’t forget our illustrious Prime Minister! My stomach turned with disgust when I saw comments by him and other politicians about how cheating is a terrible disgrace. Really??? Politicians getting all het up about lack of honesty and integrity? Spare me the theatrics please. What hypocrisy.

Amazing too, isn’t it how everyone suddenly becomes an expert on topics that before have quite possibly not even crossed their minds. The snippets of television that I have bothered to watch show morning show hosts giving their opinions, evening show hosts giving theirs and no doubt everyone in between as well. I despair for the future when we Australians are going to be so influenced by this culture of everyone is an expert because they have the way and means of being in your face every day… they are ‘famous’ people talking about ‘famous’ people, they must be right… surely??? Give me a break.

I say let these men get on with their lives. Blind Freddy can see that they are mortified by their actions and the ensuing results. Just because they are Australians does not mean their actions are any worse than any other ball tampering incident from any other player from any other country. Look at the penalties other ‘cheats’ have been handed. Let the time fit the crime and allow them to do that time without being harassed and abused. They have been through more than most people could stand already. While I certainly don’t condone their actions I find the behaviours of those involved in their persecution even more abhorrent.

Until next time,

Trish

 

That all consuming – Fear of Abandonment

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As many introverts do, I love to people watch.  I love to watch others with absolutely no agenda other than to observe.  It is very interesting what comes at times like this, what can be seen, what is revealed without any awareness.  Of course, as an empath often I do not have to observe, sometimes merely thinking about the person brings forth images and emotions.  There was a time when I did not understand this and I believed that these emotions were mine. Now I have come to realise that while I feel the emotions they are not mine to keep, they are that part of another which I have the ability to feel and most of the time interpret.  This can be both a blessing and a curse as often the first instinct is to reach out from a place of loving kindness. This is what I always used to do however, now I reach out to very few.  In fact, for the most part, I wait for them to come to me and then it is for me to decide where I go from there.  This is my very simple method of protecting myself.

Recently I seem to be confronted with many people with very strong fears of abandonment and rejection. Is this a case of like attracts like?  Or is there more to it than that?  This question rolls around in my subconscious and I’m sure an answer will come to me.

As I dissect these emotions they unfold in all their complicated simplicity.  So many have experienced the pain of being abandoned at some stage in their lives.  That much is obvious, but then what follows that is a myriad of reactions.  Each individual person reacts differently to any given scenario, though ultimately self-preservation is their goal.

Although it is not seen an official phobia, the fear of abandonment is almost certainly one of the most common and most damaging “phobias” of all. People with the fear of abandonment very often display compulsive behaviours and patterns of thought which subconsciously they use to sabotage their relationships, ultimately leading to the dreaded though expected abandonment. This fear can be devastating, creating a vortex of still more fears off shooting from it.

  • They foster co-dependent relationships because this fulfills their deep desire to feel needed.
  • They collect relationships in an effort to prove to themselves that they are loved.
  • They form close relationships with those that they are least likely to be able to fulfill that relationship with. This gives them the opening to pour all their emotions into the ‘relationship’ but never have to be totally, tangibly involved or accessible.
  • They do not believe that they have a right to true happiness.
  • Their loneliness consumes them and leads them on that never ending cycle of seeking a relationship to validate their worth.
  • They live in a world of denial
  • They fear that others will not accept the negative aspects of them, not acknowledging that we all have those negative aspects. It is all about balancing the negative and the positives… as everything in life is.
  • They expect and accept blame for almost everything.
  • They expect to fail.
  • They often suffer from other fears also ie. Fear of failure, fear of success, fear of commitment etc
  • They fail to see their true worth.
  • They push away those they love the most.

And life goes on…

Peaceful journeys

Indigo… aka Trish

 

Courage in vulnerability

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It takes enormous courage
to embrace vulnerability
to open up ones inner sanctum
for someone else to see

In fear of being rejected
ridiculed, turned away
we hide the truth from others
in a very private way

Never do we know for sure
just what to expect
how will it be accepted
will we live with deep regrets

One thing that is certain
in courage we will find
the key to moving forward
and leave the past behind

Sometimes being vulnerable
is a gift within itself
with truth and honesty
being the hand that is dealt.

Trish Johnston 31st December 2016