The cool clear morning

Photo taken with my BlackBerry mobile

The cool clear morning

by Alienhippy

Cool clear morning, blow away the stain of forgotten hope.

Strip away this mask and scar not my tomorrows.

Listening for the Still you awaken within me.

Cleansing wave you transform all sorrows.


Refreshing depths, new dreams that dance me free.

Risen voice of my gentle dove.

Yes, I know this love.


“Hold on to hope, you’ve grown sweet child.

You can breathe in deep, my cool morning breath.

Keep smiling!

Keep singing!

Keep believing!

Keep dancing!

You are enough so keep being you!”


Pray with Simplicity

Here’s what I want you to do: Find a quiet, secluded place so you won’t be tempted to role-play before God. Just be there as simply and honestly as you can manage. The focus will shift from you to God, and you will begin to sense his grace.

The world is full of so-called prayer warriors who are prayer-ignorant. They’re full of formulas and programs and advice, peddling techniques for getting what you want from God. Don’t fall for that nonsense. This is your Father you are dealing with, and he knows better than you what you need.

With a God like this loving you, you can pray very simply. Like this:

Our Father in heaven,

Reveal who you are.

Set the world right;

Do what’s best— as above, so below.

Keep us alive with three square meals.

Keep us forgiven with you and forgiving others.

Keep us safe from ourselves and the Devil.

You’re in charge!

You can do anything you want!

You’re ablaze in beauty!

Yes. Yes. Yes.

~Matthew 6:6-13 (MSG)

These photographs were taken yesterday using my BlackBerry mobile while walking in the woods with my daughter. Love and hugs. Lisa. xx đŸ™‚

Photo gallery of our day

Hello my lovely Bloggy friends,

I’m too tired to think of anything to write tonight. Here are some of my photos from todays day trip. I took them with my Blackberry mobile, I still haven’t decided which camera I want to buy to replace the one I had stollen.

Click on an image to view my gallery.

Love and hugs. xx đŸ™‚

Almost Silent Sunday

Song of Solomon 1:12-17 (GNT)

The Woman

My king was lying on his couch, and my perfume filled the air with fragrance. My lover has the scent of myrrh as he lies upon my breasts. My lover is like the wild flowers that bloom in the vineyards at Engedi.

The Man
How beautiful you are, my love; how your eyes shine with love!

The Woman

How handsome you are, my dearest; how you delight me! The green grass will be our bed; the cedars will be the beams of our house, and the cypress trees the ceiling.

Sitting under my tree (Silent Sunday)

Sitting under my tree



Looking up, my favourite branch

Looking up, my favourite branch