Intuitive Messages and Massage

Welcome October! 🐇🐇🐇
OCTOBER- by Louise Gluck
" the light has changed
middle C is tuned darker now
And the songs of morning sound over-rehearsed.
This is the light of autumn not the light
of spring.
The light of autumn: you will not be spared....the songs have changed, but really they
are still quite beautiful
They have been concentrated in a smaller space, the space of the mind."
Bridge to Autumn Artist - Utagawa Hiroshige 'Bridge to Autumn'

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Flowers: Therapy for the Soul

Flowers are a form of therapy,

prescribing colour for weary eyes,
fragrance for forgotten hope,
and soft petals for hearts that have known
too many sharp edges.

They ask for nothing
but a little light,
a sip of water,
and the chance to bloom,

a lesson we often forget
while rushing through our own seasons.

In every blossom
there is a reminder

that beauty survives storms,
that broken stems can grow again,
and that tomorrow
is always waiting beneath the soil.

A garden never hurries,
yet nothing is left undone.

Each flower opens
when its own time arrives,
never envying another's bloom,
never apologising for its colour.

So when words fail,
let flowers speak.

When sorrow lingers,
let petals soften the silence.

When joy arrives,
let blossoms celebrate it.

For flowers are more than decoration,

they are therapy for the soul,
tiny miracles rooted in earth,
teaching us, one bloom at a time,

that healing can be gentle,
hope can be quiet,
and even after the longest winter,

life finds a way to flower again.

~ 'Flowers: Therapy for the Soul' by The Garden Of Pensiveness

✍️ Mary Anne Byrne

~ Art by Serin Alar

“Love yourself, even a little bit each day, and your life will bloom into infinite joy.”
Amy Leigh Mercree

Emil Nolde - Clematis, 1934.

"Every day is a fresh beginning,
Listen my soul to the glad refrain.
And, spite of old sorrows
And older sinning,
Troubles forecasted
And possible pain,
Take heart with the day and begin again."
Susan Coolidge - New Every Morning.

Adrian Stokes - Sunset, 1910.