Short Stories

If you sit still for just a moment longer, you’ll notice oh so much more. Not just the water falling from the waterfall.  You see the white wash building upon boulders near by, hear the frog that sends his message loudly to the sky. Illusion, transformation, a...

Expand oneself within your circle of family, friends and life itself. Speak up within this group, mix and mingle, this also helps us to develop one’s personality. Trust what you’ve been learning and experiencing since your birth until now, no matter what it has been,...

In the beginning there was…………………. If only I took a moment to glance upon the sky Magic rays appear before me Watch where colours lie The pot of gold indeed it rests A glow with stars a sparkle It rest upon the dirt I’ve walked Over there I better follow Closer,...

My guides are many, animals, ascended masters, angels, Pleiades, elemental star beings, muti coloured, muti linguistic, muti dimensional and galactic warriors.    Tribe of Many Colours teach me. As do people. So thank you. Red Moon Bewilderment of moon, rises before...

Sharing a short presentation that was required while studying Mental Health in aged care.  It was to represent what we found difficult during the study. My story is called Puzzled Minds. With my story, I had three puzzles for people to do while I shared my story. I’ve...

A Message from ones that called themselves- Red Race in spirit. Children of Stars Universal of truth Blessed be for all Planets of wisdom Songs of souls Hear our prayers for earth Love for her waters, her oceans and sea creatures Waves that roll onto her shores Love...

Stillness, excitement, beat against one’s mind Brave exertment, wonders am I blind Shaded Glasses Distorts, wallow in self pity Where in the hell did one hide Hidden Fireball, Anxiety, stomach sponge excretes the mud Wring it tight, streaming, it drips, begone...

Recently I had become unwell. When I had the opportunity I spoke with my guide and told him I can bear it no more. He spoke with me about, speak no ill of oneself anymore, know that you are a good person, and teach others what it is we must do to help respect and love...

In my meditation I cry with tears and see, feel mother earth also crying.  I now realise my tears are of her feelings of tiredness and diseased by what we feed her. I am one with her so I cannot help but feel her pain. I am born of her, we are part of her, you feel...

I thank my guide, He Who Words Blow In The Wind for teaching and encouragement to connect with nature, in nature. There is so much busyness around you You cannot hear me There is so much noise, you cannot think To receive, you must listen How can you listen when the...

Story of Sunflowers, Sun and my Guide called He Who Words Blow In The Wind    If sunflower petals were my stories to tell, they would fill my heart with love stories Bees hum, sing songs of their journey, share secrets oh so sweet Sunflower petal reflects upon my eye,...

May we sing into existence whatever it is we hope for. For our fellow connections, for ourselves.  In knowing some of their journey they have undertaken this lifetime, let our presence bring some peace, to relieve them of any pain they may be still carrying.  Know we...

I would like to share with you a short story that was inspired by an art piece I had fun creating. Images of a warrior, fierce looking creatures, a seer are some shapes that catch my attention. The story evolves as I stare at the shapes perhaps the unconscious comes...