Tuesday, 29 May 2012

In The Garden...

A poem...


A white feather rides on a breath of air
And decends with grace,
Perhaps the utter of an angel's whisper,
Falling on a special place.
The dance of the daisies commences,
And the wind ushers the leaves on the trees,
The red breast of the little robin,
Expands to her playful song...
The blackbird answers in tune,
And the wood pigeon adds rhythm and percussion.
The garden hymn is sung.



Oh sweet, sweet rose,
Your perfume carried gently upon the breeze,
You with petals luxuriously soft,
Embelish the essence,
Of this glorious day in late spring.

By Helen Ratcliff.

Friday, 25 May 2012

Heaven Scent...

Despite all the ups and downs recently, the month of May has brought plenty of inspiration. As some of you are already aware, the vagaries of weather, work (or lack of), emotion and cash flow, have just about been rescued from the brink of oblivion. Well, I do honestly hope so. Things are definitely, slowly changing for the better...
 For example.... check these out.... in the garden...
 All that's needed is a pot of fresh tea...



Rose Wall by Helen Ratcliff


Yes, after the rains of April.... the flora of May.

And, once again, by the lovely pond of Wandsworth common...

                                               Wild Iris by Helen Ratliff



... Then, a new friend emerges from the reeds...


                                            Swan Pond by Helen Ratcliff

I begin to suspect that all will once again be joyful. This has been a long journey, which is not over yet. But, I find it heartening to know that a little patience, faith and allowing Mother Nature to beguile...Are just the ingredients one needs for a small dose of hope and even success...
 So... it would seem that the dance of a swan, wild Iris dripped with gold and  the scented roses, were, in my opinion, sent from heaven...

To be continued...

Friday, 18 May 2012

Jumping Fish & Wisteria...

Wisteria Wall by Helen Ratcliff

After applying for five or six more jobs yesterday, I gave myself the afternoon off to let go of the deafening silence... It is not the fact that I am not working at present which is lowering the self esteem, but the simple case of no response from potential employers. There should be some law against not answering someone's application. Okay, I get that the working folk have no time. However, they have the security and confidence that the rest of us need, to keep trusting and keep going... This is not easy. When I have put positive energy into letters, up - dating and honing my C.V., walking the streets of London until I have blisters and am weeping with tiredness and loss of will... waited and waited, kept believing, kept smiling, et al... Isn't it only fair that I receive some acknowledgement in return? Anyway, enough of the sad stuff.
 It is of no wonder that I communicate with animals. That nature brings me back to my 'self'. And, being in green spaces, smelling flowers and observing creatures in their natural habitats, is like a hug from heaven. The wisteria growing at the back of my house is abundant this year. I believe the rains have nourished well. The scent is sweet and slightly aromatic, almost medicinal. After inhaling the wisteria goodness, I set forth on my walk to the big pond at Wandsworth Common...
 May is a beautiful time of year for the natural world. And the amphitheatre is just buzzing with activity. All the birds are busying away - building nests, feeding their young, disciplining the babies, beaking, coohing and even running across the water.The comical landing of the ducks... So entertaining, they never fail to make me chuckle. Then, a larger than life crow appears. He is 'majestic - looking', shiny and proud. I greeted him ( like you do), and he responded with a squawk and took off into the lush green... Suddenly, an almighty splashing sound came from the centre of the pond. I thought it was ducks or couts...  then, blinking into focus, I saw a massive silver fish! He jumped out of the water and dove back in... and again.... he was huge, with big lips... he twisted his body upwards and then spiralled back into the water... I believe he was a Carp catching flies. It happened so quickly, but, like I have said many times... nature always manages to bring a smile, gasp of amazement or some inspiration... And, I always feel better...
 So... if a fish can jump out of water and a duck can add some humour to the mix... then, surely, someone out there can employ me...

Tuesday, 15 May 2012

Lifting Spirits...

Goose Family by Helen Ratcliff


Okay, so after last week's sadness... I went to one of my favourite spots for a walk, to help bring some clarity... And, this goose family strutted across my path and brought a smile to my face once more... This is a a place where I did a photo story - in a previous blog... "By the Riverside", near the 'sacred space' in Battersea. Then, I visited the church which also featured in my story and discovered something quite interesting.
 I have always been inspired by William Turner and William Blake. So, it was randomly brought to my attention that they both use to visit this particular church and had influenced the design within, mainly, the stained glass windows... Strangly, I went all goose bumpy and felt an inner glow...


This may seem weird, but at that moment the light came through this window and my heart seriously missed a beat. I stood, gasping... could this be a sign? I know, I know what you're all thinking, but sometimes the universe synchronizes and it is okay to allow yourself to believe. Especially when life has just been sending challenges, trials and disappointments for so long. I then moved on to the next window and...




This also spoke to me and I remembered the quote...

" Love seeketh not itself to please,
  Nor for itself have any care,
  But for another gives its ease,
  And builds a heaven in hell's despair "

William Blake 1757 - 1827.

Then I remembered a poem I had once written in my moment of despair...

" In the darkest moment,
  In the eye of fear,
  When all has abandoned
  And nothing is clear.
  Then and only then,
  The light will appear...
  Clarity prevails in one who believes,
  No matter what,
  Physical or faith,
  It is true to say...
  One will always find their way.

To be continued...