Wednesday, 29 August 2007

'Man's mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains its original dimension'
Oliver Wendell Holmes

Tuesday, 28 August 2007

'Words are to truth as clouds are to a beautiful sunset -- pleasant and vibrant, yet beyond all that is really essential.'
Laura Teresa Marquez
Source: Early Morning Conversation

'We do not live in a physical reality waiting for the spiritual to be visible -- We live in a spiritual reality waiting for the physical to be visible.'
Laura Teresa Marquez
Source: Early Morning Conversation

Sunday, 26 August 2007

UNTITLED

Remember the beauty
Of a sunlit day
As ripples swash gently
With white sail
Gathering cool sea breeze
Still and steady
Day passes
Minutes flow

Life is open
Pours forth
Sometimes I want to hide
Away from pain
Be silent
Too weary to care
Or perhaps loved too much
Candle flickers
I am

Juliette Llewellyn
25.08.07

DUSK

Half silver moon
White gull swoops
Blue sea layers


Juliette Llewellyn
23.08.07

Thursday, 23 August 2007

'The lights that flit across my brain'
Joseph Webb 1908-1962

Wednesday, 22 August 2007

Daily Prosperity Thought

In life there is no right or wrong path. It's just that some paths are more useful than others. And some paths are easier to walk than others. Yet all paths have something to teach. Some lessons are more challenging than others.

Therefore it does not matter what path you take. What really matters is that you believe in your path. What really matters is that you are enjoying the journey. If not then it's time to choose a different path.
Steve Nobel - Prosperity Bubbles

Sunday, 19 August 2007

UNTITLED

That night i lay
Quietly
Painfully counting seconds
Body striding chasms
Mind leaping mountains
To remain breathing
Alive

24.09.04
Juliette Llewellyn

UNTITLED

If I listen when I sleep
Dreams tell me
If I'm quiet when you talk
I know
If I hear behind the words
Life shows me
Watching slowly, everything unfolds.

23.09.04
Juliette Llewellyn

Peace Angels



'I remember feeling heavy
the day i went to sleep
I remember...what do i remember?
You know the feeling
not sad or happy
sort of in the middle of nothing.
I had teachers now, teachers i could see
They told me you only existed in books
that real people knew better
than to believe in fantasy
And I believed them
I forgot you
I remember yearning
the dreams I had
the sleep wake existence
when I couldn't tell the difference
when everything was fine
no, really I'm fine
I'm just a little tired.
I was feeling empty
I don't know why
waiting for you to show yourself
to remind me that you are here
always
So I searched
seek and ye shall find.
I looked for you at the movies...
on the television...
in magazines and on walls....everywhere
but i could not find you.
Memory is like a strong computer chip.
We are all computers who hold
the memory banks of the universe
and if you search you will find
a snapshot, a glimmer, a little hint
of something greater than this.
And that is where i found you
laughing and smiling
playing peek-a-boo.
Oh I missed you so much.'

Extract from Peace Angels: Antoinette Sampson

Guardian Angel

'I am your travelling companion. I am neither male nor female, young or old....but i am real, and i do go with you wherever you go.' Jonathan Cainer

REVEALED

Undressing my soul
Near to naked
Enveloping centre
Heart covered red
Petals soft
Smooth white marble
Alabaster form
Skin deep
I stand
Look in to mirror
Remembrance of faded
Youthful times
What now?


Juliette Llewellyn
30.06.07
'If songs were lines in a conversation
the situation would be fine'
Hazy Jane: Nick Drake

Tuesday, 14 August 2007

YNYS LAS: STONE

Pure, white, smooth, innocence of sea
Stone swashed gently, wave upon wave
Memories of oceans past
Glistening in hand

Cool and calm.

I walk sure-footedly along the wooden boardwalk that winds between the golden, soft, sand dunes. Blue sea stretched ahead, just visible. To be here again after so long is amazing. Words fall short to describe the joy I feel. Ynys Las is a treasured memory for me and a destination of recovery. The bright sun shines high in the sky, its rays hot on my back. Tamara and I climb higher stopping to absorb the view, every last detail as perfect as I’d always remembered. Smooth sand stretched out for miles, edges the movement of the sea. Tall, green mountains lace the backdrop. I had dreamt for many years of returning. Those years when I was housebound, the beach was but a distant memory, an ache in my broken soul. Now here I am, having climbed through time to be here….

Shells lay scattered, layer upon layer
Stones
naturally wild
Encompassing life.

I pick up this smooth white stone as I come out from the sea. Salt water bathes my body as waves fall over themselves running to shore. Splashing us, baby Thomos laughing.

Cleansing, washing, refreshing
Showering each day
Clears away past.

This stone now sits in my bathroom, essence of Ynys Las. Waves of possibilities reach me each time I see it. Knowing I can do this journey again now, staying with me until I travel again. Urging me forth…….


Juliette Llewellyn
13.08.07

Monday, 13 August 2007


http://www.poetryarchive.org/poetryarchive/singlePoet.do?poetId=7513#

'Memory is not just the imprint of the past time upon us; it is the keeper of what is meaningful for our deepest hopes and fears.'

'Both artists and neurotics speak and live from the subconscious and unconscious depths of their society. The artist does this positively, communicating what he experiences to his fellow men. The neurotic does this negatively.'

'Technology is the knack of so arranging the world that we do not experience it.'

Rollo May 1909-1994
American Extistential Psychologist


'What is needed, rather than running away or controlling or suppressing or any other resistance, is understanding fear; that means, watch it, learn about it, come directly into contact with it. We are to learn about fear, not how to escape from it.'

'You must understand the whole of life, not just one little part of it. That is why you must read, that is why you must look at the skies, that is why you must sing and dance, and write poems and suffer and understand, for all that is life…'


Jiddu Krishnamurti 1895-1986
Philosopher and writer
'I have spread my dreams beneath your feet. Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.'
W.B. Yeats

Friday, 10 August 2007

'Feel what i feel, when i feel what i feel, when i feel it, in the sunshine.
Do what i do, when i do what i do, when i do it, in the sunshine.'
Everybody Loves The Sunshine
Roy Ayres

Thursday, 9 August 2007

TORBAY


Juliette Llewellyn - July 07


Wednesday, 8 August 2007

Rhiwbina Festival: July - Our Performance!


Photo: Courtesy of South Wales Echo


I was next to the man with the baseball cap so you can see the top of my Djembe! Great day!

Daily Prosperity Thought

The Mauri culture of New Zealand speak of the warrior spirit. They believe that everything has an active life force and a living spirit. The word Mana roughly translates as personal spiritual power. The Mauri believes that both nature and individuals possess power. The Mauri say that Mana can be inherited and acquired by an individual. It is acquired through acts of courage and prowess. It is also gained through being industrious and creative. The Mauri also say that a person loses this power through misusing their talents and skills, carelessness and through accepting insult.

So now you have heard this, is anything going to be different in your life?

Steve Nobel
Prospertiy Bubbles

Tuesday, 7 August 2007

Daily Prosperity Thought

Human beings are story telling creatures. What this means is that we will seek to live out a unique life story in order to gain some sense of meaning. We will unconsciously live out that story even if it is painful to do so. This is because it would be more painful living with no story at all. Often these stories are handed down through the family line. Some stories are tragic, some sad, some about abandonment, some about courage and heroism, and some are liberating and about an expanding horizon of possibility.

Clues to your life story can be found in the stories that attract you. Do you have a favourite story, fairy tale, or myth that somehow will reflects issues in your life? What is the theme of this story, and who are the main characters. How does this story relate to your life?

Now then, what story would you prefer to live? A heroic story, a spiritual story, a love story, a magical story, a poetic story, a community story, or a success story?

You can re-write your life story. There is no-one else writing the script. Now you know this about yourself, what is stopping you?

Steve Nobel
Prosperity Bubbles