Thursday, 15 October 2026

Way down below the ocean...



 

The continent of Atlantis was an island, which lay before the great flood,

In the area we now call the Atlantic Ocean. So great an area of land, that, from her western shores, Those beautiful sailors journeyed to the South and the North Americas With ease, in their ships with painted sails. To the East, Africa was her neighbor, across a short strait of sea miles. The great Egyptian age is but a remnant of the Atlantean culture. The antediluvian kings colonized the world. All the gods who play in the Mythological dramas, in all legends, from all lands, were from fair Atlantis. Knowing her fate, Atlantis sent out ships to all corners of the Earth. On-board were The Twelve: The poet, the physician, the farmer, The scientist, the magician, and the other so-called gods of our legends. Though gods they weren’t, and, as the elders of our time Choose to remain blind, let us rejoice, and let us sing, And dance, and ring in the new. Hail! Atlantis! Way down, below the ocean, where I wanna be, she may be. Way down, below the ocean, where I wanna be, she may be. Way down, below the ocean, where I wanna be, she may be. Way down, below the ocean, where I wanna be, she may be. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. She may. She may. She may. Where. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. She may. She may. She may. Where. I wanna see you some day. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, She may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. She may. She may. She may. Where. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. She may. She may. She may. Where. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. I love you, Girl. Below the ocean. She may. She may. She may. I wanna see you some day. She may. She may. She may. Where. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. Oh, yeah! She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. She may. She may. She may. I wanna see you some day. She may. She may. She may. Where. Ah. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. She may. She may. She may. Where. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. Ah. She may. She may. She may. I wanna see you. Where. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Way down. She may. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. You gotta tell me where she gone. She may. She may. She may. Where. I want to see you some day. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, She may be. Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up! Oh, yeah! Way down. She may. She may. She may. Below the ocean. Oh! Glub! Glub! Down! Down! Yeah! She may. She may. She may. Where. She may. She may. She may. I wanna be, she may be. My antediluvian baby. Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! She may. She may. She may. She may. She may.


Donovan - Atlantis - 1968
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Thursday, 1 October 2026

 Nature, your essence motherly,

I bear within the being of my will;

And my will’s fire-force,

It steels impulses of the spirit,

So they may bear a sense of self

To bear myself in me.



From ‘The Calendar of the Soul’  written by Rudolf Steiner
Week 26 (Michaelmas and 1st week October)





Sunday, 13 September 2026

I am a radiant soul, singing my song

 You are not here to struggle, or strive.

That is one of the most damaging programmes we have inherited and absorbed over the past two millennia.


You are a radiant soul singing your song

into the great web of life,

and in doing so, you are co-creating

everything about our world.

(Prune Harris)



https://www.pruneharris.com/





Riding the Storm

 Courage, 

my enemy, my friend,

fear, not

but, ride the high waves,

shooting stars 

taking me to the depth of the dark seas

and rise, up early to greet the first light,

the first bird song,

the first breath of hope

Surrendering to the knowledge

of machine guided minds

trusting, reinforcing with the ancient knwoledge

inner wisdom, truth and power

Mother Gaia, land, sea, air

you are there

for me

for I believe in 

I and you are me




Calling the Ancient Ones...

 Calling the…. Sun…

flickering flame, warm embrace, shining the bright golden light of the sun Calling the… Moon… grandmother moon, queen of the night, illuminate my heart from the shadow to the new day light Calling the… Stars… ancient ones, sprinkeling bright, weaving the altars with the new threads of this golden light

(Sophia Barrell)

🌜Calling The Ancient Ones 💫 ~ live recording ~ Sophia Barrell
https://soundcloud.com/sophia-barrell/calling-the-ancient-ones-live


Thursday, 27 August 2026

Here we meet

 This time

feeling the thickness of the air

the cells in my body,

and my breath is heavier

charged with ancient stardust

with the imprint, there

with the message, we must

carry all womanhood's fair

before, now, and after,

the wombs and the breasts

and all the burden, and all the suffer,

 the pain, the guilt, the worry and all the rest;

for devotion,for biology, 

for love, for hate, and now fear

and all that crap, feminist ideology;

the process of disintegration

molding, rotting, now, here,

and through the generations

and in this life of mine, so sweet,

suddenly turned bitter.

Here we meet

And I am not the quitter









Saturday, 1 August 2026

We are all Nature

 We are All Nature




Summer's warm air

And a gentle breeze in my hair;

 blooms and seeds,

crunching under my feet,

Watercolour bleeds

Where colours meet.

Blue air light skies

Blue water bright eyes

Shine, sea, sparkle, be mine

Sand, salt, chalk, beach sublime.

Home is here, these shores sing

Waves sweetley lulling and comforting... 

Home is here

Peace is here

(Susannah)


“Let my Peace which passes all understanding infill and enfold you, for when you are at Peace within, you reflect Peace without, and all those souls you meet will feel that Peace.”

— Eileen Caddy


Tuesday, 14 July 2026

I am

 


I no longer fear the unknown

Cause I know what I am here for
I keep on troddin’ on my own path
Keep on learnin’ from my present and past
I no longer need validation
Cause my story is long and I’m patient
I know I have lessons to learn, keep my heart open each step I earn
No need for me to feel alone, cause I got a place that I call home
every single road traveled, every single new place
I come back home and they accept me with grace
I know that I was meant to be here and I know that I was born into fear
But I will stand tall in the lions den, cause I know in my heart I am one of them

...I’m perfectly imperfect and I’m only here to learn...

The pressure always comes from the outside
Try not to let it in where i reside
This is my home, my heart, my voice, my love, my life, my path, my voice

I feel my heart grow with each step
Stand firm in where the path goes next
I know that where it goes is where it needs to be, the more lessons rained down more blessings I see
...

There are lies in the facets of everything that we see
Telling us to be scared, when all we ever are is free
I'm letting go of the things that don’t serve me no more
I am holy and sacred and righteous and true
I deserve to be here and so do you




                                                                                 


Tuesday, 23 June 2026

Cosmic I

 "In this the sun's high hour it rests 

 With you to understand these words of wisdom: Surrendered to the beauty of the world, 

 Be stirred with new-enlivened feeling; 

 The human I can lose itself 

 And find itself within the cosmic I." 

 Rudolf Steiner 








Friday, 12 June 2026

Lofty Summer Heights

 To lofty summer heights

The gleaming being of the Sun ascends;

It takes my human feeling

Along with it to space expanses.

In boding, stirs within my being

Sensation, dimly heralding,

One day you will discern:

A godly being senses in you.

............................................


It is your task in this Sun-hour

The tidings, wisdom-filled, to recognise:

Surrendered now to cosmic beauty,

To feel yourself in self, experience this:

The human “I” can lose itself

And find itself in cosmic “I”.



Rudolf Steiner -  Calender of The Soul









Friday, 29 May 2026

Immense gratitude

 Roses, blossoms, the world blooming

bursting, thrusting upwards, outwards

Soul expanding, soul rising

embracing new growth, new beginnings

Spring to Summer, birth and growth

Deepening and strenghtening

Filled with gratitude

The work towards the fruition

Gratitude and immense satisfaction

for the recognition, reinforcing

The joy of being appreciated.


So blessed by all, the new home, the sea,

the land around and near me

the people of this community

The love and the ongoing work

The strong connections 

the giving and receiving

the growing and the blossoming

(Susannah)


The beauteous lustre of the world 

Compels me from the depth of soul 

That I release to cosmic flight

 The godly force of my own life: 

To leave myself below, 

And trusting, seek myself 

In cosmic light and cosmic warmth.

(Rudolf Steiner)


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A Pagan gratitude prayer
To the East, for the new beginnings
 and the rising sun.

To the South, for the warmth, the summer,
 and the growing green.

To the West, for the evening, the waters, 
and the setting sun.

To the North, for the ancestors, the snows, and the grounding earth.

To the Above, the Father Sky 
and the starry realms.

To the Below, the Mother Earth 
and the roots of all things.

To the Center, our own hearts 
and the fire that lives within.
We give thanks to the wild spirits 
who dwell in these spaces.

We honor the winged, the crawling,
 the swimming, and the rooted ones.

All my relations.

















28th May ~ Beach Singing Circle at sunset


Now that my senses are at home

 on high I hear my soul re-echo

 from her depths 

 A Fiery message from the gods 

 ‘Welcome the hint; 

 Seek your own deep relation to spirit 

 In the spirit’s own foundation”. 


 ~Calendar of the soul verse 13 by Rudolf Steiner



The splendor of Nature's beauty 

Lures me out of my soul depths 

To liberate for cosmic flight 

The divine forces of my own existence. 

To abandon myself, yet trusting 

And seeking myself alone 

In cosmic light, and cosmic warmth


Rudolf Steiner verses




Friday, 22 May 2026

Blissful moments

 Blissful moments


Time lapse, quiet phase

Cherishing the stillness

In this nourishing solitude

I thrive and I strive

To feel 

Alive

Like the New Moon


The air is so still

The sun is setting

The day feels sweet

My bones will rest soon


Blissful moments like this 








Sunday, 10 May 2026

Let nature take its course

 

The seeker, the eager me, 

now I see, all in vain;

sweet surrender to the true me,

finding myself, again.


Here I stand, tall and true

on the path I know so well

Meaningful life, see every hue

This is where I like to tell

Of infinite threads woven together,

of stars, and light, of moon and sun,

my journey keeps weaving here and forever

where I ended and where I begun.


My destiny, my karma, my duty and my skill

to follow the whispers of  the gentle wind

to love and cherish the gifts of nature, still

to continue to live in peace and offer kind

words of wisdom, songs and prayers

with no regrets and no remorse,

let nature take its course

and always listen to the flowers



Susannah



All of nature begins to whisper its secrets to us through its sounds. Sounds that were previously incomprehensible to our soul now become the meaningful language of nature.





Wednesday, 22 April 2026

Awaken Earth, Spring is here, my soul and the world are but one

 The wishes of the soul are springing,

The deeds of the will are growing,
The fruits of life are ripening.
I feel my destiny,
My destiny finds me.
I feel my star,
My star finds me.
I feel my aim,
My aim finds me.
My soul and the world are but one.
Life becomes brighter around me,
Life becomes heavier for me,
Life becomes richer in me.
Strive towards peace,
Live in peace,
Love the peace.


- Rudolf Steiner
(Translation by Joshua Kelberman)




The Minories cafe gardens, Colchester, Essex, April 2026