The snowdrops
Appear
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As if to remind
Us
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Of resilience
Each new year.
Tag: inspiration
Inspired and Connected
What gets you excited, inspired and feeling connected?
For me, it can be something as simple as a sunrise!
I pass The Wrekin every day on my way to where I work. It can be cloudy, hidden by mist, ominous, and sometimes, as on this day, spectacular.
A reminder we are an integral part of our beautiful world, connnected, whether or not we choose to accept it, and whether we choose to destroy or preserve.
And who would choose not to defend a planet that we can be so connected to, and that can be so awe-inspiring?

As If Freshly Created
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First mistiness
Then the dawn
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As if new life
Is about to be born
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In this light
Which appears
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As if freshly created
And the soul
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Is suddenly
Rapturously elated.
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So Many Colours!
So many colours surround us!
It is June, and we are surrounded by wild flowers everywhere, in Shropshire and beyond!
Most of these wild flowers were just growing on the side of the road, or in a hedgerow, and how many times would we all have driven or walked past them?
And yet each is a tiny miracle all of its own!
Wouldn’t it be good to stop and gaze at these little beauties once in a while and be reminded of how beautiful this world can be?
Flowering amongst the weeds
We each have our wounds.
We each have our share of pain.
But is there anything more wrong with you than with others who have lived, and suffered, and struggled, and rejoiced?
We are all part of a complete yet ever-expanding human community.
We flower amongst the weeds.
We have our imperfections, and our strengths. Our moments of weakness, and our moments of inspiration.
Like flowers, we stretch towards the light that is goodness and truth.
Truly we flower amongst the weeds.

Singing for Hope with Thomas Hardy
In the darkness of a January morning in Shropshire I heard a song thrush calling.
It’s easy to recognise because of its beautiful and strong repetitive song.

You can listen to its song here.
There’s a great poem by Thomas Hardy called ‘The Darkling Thrush’, which I always think about in the darkness December and January, which ends like this:
At once a voice arose among
The bleak twigs overhead
In a full-hearted evensong
Of joy illimited;
An aged thrush, frail, gaunt, and small,
In blast-beruffled plume,
Had chosen thus to fling his soul
Upon the growing gloom.
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So little cause for carolings
Of such ecstatic sound
Was written on terrestrial things
Afar or nigh around,
That I could think there trembled through
His happy good-night air
Some blessed Hope, whereof he knew
And I was unaware.
from ‘The Darkling Thrush’ by Thomas Hardy
Well, there can sometimes seem “so little cause…written on terrestrial things” for hope at the moment. And yet despite the darkness, even in the darkness, we still can find things to appreciate and enjoy.
Many psychologists recommend keeping a Gratitude Journal to help us focus on the good things in life. And maybe it makes Lif4Gd if we can manage to stay focused on moments of joy whilst also accepting the suffering around us.
See if you can notice a few things that bring you joy today. It’s a great discipline to try to find a few things every day.
If you would like to read the full version of Thomas Hardy’s poem, it is available here.











