Alone upon her path

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The fragile heart it shatters
Shards fly all around
The blood, the very life force
Seeps away without a sound

The smile it never falters
She will allow no one to see
The pain that she endures
Gut wrenching agony

Her love will never die
For it is of the purest form
Like a marionette she go on
She must, she must perform

Life now is unbearable
So empty, cold and bleak
At the thought of never hearing
His gentle voice again speak

She hears so many echoes
Her body tremors at his touch
Then from her dreams she wakes
As he fades away like dust

Pain can only be erased
By his tender embrace
To be held there in his arms
Together life’s challenges face

Yes, home is where the heart is
Though she knows not where that is
For he took her heart with him
And it will always be his

The shell of who she was
Walks alone upon the path
No one to even notice
That her world is cold and stark

She cares not for possessions
Nor for money or prestige
Material items unimportant
For she too has none to give

All she has ever wanted
Is the man who owns her heart
To be forever his special lady
For them never to be apart.

Trish Johnston ©7th May 2019

I know not what tomorrow brings

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I wonder how many will use this time of world pandemonium to reassess their lives, their values, their views. I know that is certainly has given me the opportunity to see things I may or may not wish to see, in some cases it has forced upon me vision of things happening around me that I hope I am never a party to.  In other cases, it has had me doing things that make my heart sing.  It shows me politicians asking us to put our trust in them (??) to lead us through these times of trouble. It shows me people behaving in the most abhorrent ways, it shows me people being so loving and kind, as everyday people face an extraordinary situation it certainly reveals a lot about their character, their ability to cope, their ability to stand strong in their own truth.

I have chosen, rather naively, to refrain from watching much mainstream media reporting.  I wonder at the value of the fear-mongering, the sensationalism that is plastered across our television screens minute by minute, hour by hour, day by day.  Here’s a thought… how about news reporters do just that! Report the news in a calm and factual manner without the overuse of dialogue that is used specifically to promote reaction. Providers of news have a very influential and responsible role in society as unfortunately there are those out there who believe everything they hear or see from these ‘trusted’ sources.

Do yourself a huge favour during this time.  Go outside, enjoy the warmth of the sun on your skin. Soak up the fresh air.  Listen to music, all kinds.  Read a book, write, draw, paint, sew – use this time as wisely and creatively as possible. You may surprise yourself with what you discover, about yourself, the world, your loved ones, and total strangers.

Are you a sheep? Don’t get me wrong, I love sheep, however, I do not choose to be one.  For me, and I have no doubt many others also, it is a time of deep contemplation and also a time of rejuvenation and growth.   A time to reassess, refocus and work towards becoming the very best that I can be at this moment in time – for I know not what tomorrow brings so it is important I am the best version of me at all times and in doing so I am at peace.

I wish you love, I wish you joy and peaceful journeys

Trish

Revelling in Life’s Colours

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I love to close my eyes
Allow my mind to drift away
To a place where life is wonderful
Where I’d love to stay

A hidden place where I see
A flowing canvas of my soul
Where the colours of my life
From an artist’s brush unfold

A stunning blazing sunset
Spreading out across the lake
Its warmth lingering long after
Like a spell that wouldn’t break

The emerald green of pastures
After the blessed rains
Or the dusty dirty taupe and brown
Depict another drought again

The pure white of a baby lamb
Suckling its mother’s teat
Before bouncing off to romp
On its four tiny feet

The silver of the morning frosts
Crunching beneath my feet
The crispness of the winter air
A stimulating treat

The azure blue of water
Or a beautiful clear sky
Or dappled clouds drifting
A gentle breeze passing by

The richness of the soil
Bold and beautiful I smell
With wide bold strokes
The artist captures it so well

Endless indigo night skies
A crescent moon aglow
Millions of sparkling stars
With me down here below

I love to close my eyes
And see the colours flow
Right into my heart
Where I forever hold them close.

Trish Johnston © 10 March 2020

Smiling on the inside

 

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Do you smile on the inside
Though you don’t show a sign
Is there a twinkle in your eyes
Near impossible to disguise

When something gives you pleasure
Do you hold it close inside
Savouring and protecting it
Within your heart and mind

Some have no real need
Nor any strong desire
To shout from the rooftops
What goes on in their life

Some absorb the pleasure
Into each and every cell
Reveling in the feeling
Though others can’t really tell

You may hear it in their laughter
In the lightness of their tread
In the radiance of their aura
Rather than in what is said

When you smile inside
so very few people see
There is so much more to you
Than they perceive to be.

Trish Johnston © 28 February 2020

What do you see?

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I spoke of my hurt and still got hurt
and then I just stopped talking
I withdrew inside myself
and just kept on walking

for if those who listen do not hear
and neither do they care
what is the point of words
drifting, floating upon the air

Now my hurt is my own
I keep it deeply hidden
for no one wants to know
of darkness, pain, the forbidden

You will see the laughter
the kindness and the love
you’ll see what you want to see
or at least part thereof

Trish Johnston © 4th March 2019

Live Your Dream

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What is it that you dream of
Hidden there beneath the smile
Does it make you heart beat quicken
In a most becoming style

Does it leave you breathless
leaving you gasping for more
Is your yearning constant
Is your mind enthralled

Is this dream something tangible
can you feel it close by
or is it simply a vision
in your minds eye

Will it bring you happiness
Will it feed your inner being
Will it give you strength
Is it a sight unseen

Go forth and live your dreams
Find the strength within
To bring them to reality
Let your chosen life begin.

Trish Johnston © 25th February 2019

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

 

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