Audrey's Musings

  The mistakes that we make in our life are the teachers in the journey. We   may not notice the mistake or brush it off but by taking notice and learning the lesson that is being taught at the time will prevent the mistake from reoccurring and even at greater force than before. I have made many mistakes in my life and unfortunately as a sometimes-slow learner in life’s classroom I have experienced the harsh realities that come with such repeated mistakes. With all mistakes made and especially where they hurt another I reflect later and then suffer internally for what I have said and done. Sometimes an apology from ones heart will correct an error made against another but as a wise woman once said to me after I bruised her spirit with my impulsive, ungoverned harsh words, “I do not have to accept your apology”. That statement was a big wake up call for me at the time and has sat with me for a long time after possibly moderating my words towards others to be less hurtful and ...

    I stand in a graveyard looking at the stone boxes. Famille, Familia, Family Those that once were living above the ground and under the stars.       Their remains lay here with snowcapped mountains watching. They, who have lived much longer than humanity knows. Who are still there. Strong and alive Watching the movement of people,  animals and plants on their very roots that are connected to the inner fire at the centre. The graveyard stone in grey and white that are from the mountains and therefore part of the living earth. They hold memory of those who have passed just like the mountain holds memory of the earth before people, and even its beginning long long ago from an exploding star scattering its fragments through the galaxy of its own birth. The Mountain however remains steadfast and silent watching and considering, a reminder  that the earth is old but still alive, long after the passing of those lyi...