tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-37164905677816716782011-07-30T18:26:15.612+01:00Inspirational, healing words, (poems?) have come through me since the age of 14. Up until now, I have kept them for personal use - for my eyes only! But now feels the right time to share, with the intention that others may enjoy, be inspired, and maybe benefit in some way, as I have. Thanks for stopping by.Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comBlogger241100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-70860353222937179522009-11-27T12:48:00.017Z2011-03-21T20:42:44.598Z<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Sw_O_Dsac9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/kGJ3hMSGKgg/s1600/5Gem+Necklaces+Batch+2+008.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Sw_O_Dsac9I/AAAAAAAAAK8/kGJ3hMSGKgg/s320/5Gem+Necklaces+Batch+2+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408769260213924818" border="0" /></a><br /><span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;" >I make silver gemstone necklaces. </span><span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" ><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >The gemstones combined in each necklace hold particular qualities. Necklaces are made of sterling sliver, gemstones, glass beads and shell. They make lovely gifts and are available to purchase on my website.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.loveandrocks.co.uk/">www.loveandrocks.co.uk</a><br /></span><br /></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-7086035322293717952?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-6365449392333587792009-08-29T19:45:00.003+01:002009-09-25T22:37:18.799+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">I am butterfly</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Watch me as I ride the sky</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">On delicate majestic wings</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Wind behind me gentle sings</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Fly on you lovely thing!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm watching the flickering trees</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">As I pass by on the breeze</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Sunshine on my silky wings</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm warming, transforming</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Transporting my dreams<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Maybe this new direction is taking me</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">To a pretty place, where I would rather be</span></span><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Everybody stops to see</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">The something lovely</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> that just flew in</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Can she be real?</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Oh, I've got them wondering!</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm going to fly before my colours fade</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Because flying is what I do, and why I was made</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">If the wind gets stronger</span><span style="font-family:arial;">, don't fret for me</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Travelling this sky is where I'm meant to be</span><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I am butterfly</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Just passing through, just passing by</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">One short season to live before I die</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">So I'm going to shine</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm going shine</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">I'm going to shine!</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-636544939233358779?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-540293292205901972009-08-29T19:23:00.002+01:002009-08-29T19:26:24.877+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Orange cloud flash</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Soft mauve white</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Crocked lines</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Diamond white</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Jagged still frames on</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Blackout night</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Energised electric sky</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Reflected in my wide stare eye</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">With respect I watch her strike</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">With her neon cordless knife</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-54029329220590197?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-1894460303232692182009-08-29T19:10:00.004+01:002010-02-11T22:01:47.608Z<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"></span><span style="font-family:arial;">The sea lay</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Scattered with moving light</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Vibrating in all directions</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Aimlessly swarming</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In its own eternal pattern</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Like a million gold watches, she thought</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Catching the light</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Catching my eye</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">A reminder of this fortune</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">This moment of precious time<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;">An eighteen carat link</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In the chain of life</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-189446030323269218?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-31354872415928291082009-08-29T18:52:00.003+01:002009-08-29T19:00:23.986+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Kitten licks her claws</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">No longer smitten</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">She washed her coat</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">A hundred times, since he stroked her</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In her hair she wears diamonds</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In her eyes</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Light reflects the sky</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">That lies wide open</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Kitten flicks her ears</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">No longer hears his words</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Or the silences he spoke</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Like lies</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">In her lair she resides</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">She is the bride</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Of new-born dreams</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">That she is living in</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">That she is living out</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-3135487241592829108?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-39903057523467024842009-08-29T18:39:00.003+01:002009-08-29T18:42:42.866+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Soul bird flies free</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Attached to only me</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">She flies higher</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Aiming for her hearts desire</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">She whispers to me</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Gentle as a breeze</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">"I'm free, I'm free"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And I am pleased beyond measure</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And carry a feather with me</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">To remember how</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">She is free</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And how she is part of me</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-3990305752346702484?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-47098661435200502532009-08-19T16:21:00.005+01:002009-08-30T13:40:42.262+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >A woman syncronised</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >With moon and tides</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Easily she plays</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >In the ebb and flow of life</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >On big and small waves she rides<br /><br />The heavens know<br />They watch her flow<br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >She is alive<br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-4709866143520050253?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-43242914832923526082009-08-19T16:08:00.003+01:002009-08-19T16:43:16.937+01:00<span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Blue</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">A colour constant</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Ever true</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Doesnt shout like red or black</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Needs no defence</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Has no attack</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;">Waves of sea and sky</span><span style="font-size:130%;"><br /></span> <span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"> Blue drifts by</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-4324291483292352608?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-69648441685017566572009-08-18T18:05:00.002+01:002009-09-14T13:45:06.449+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Sorfmg9W0VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/p1T7AjiuxBY/s1600-h/August+2009+017.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 277px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Sorfmg9W0VI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/p1T7AjiuxBY/s400/August+2009+017.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371351358368043346" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-6964844168501756657?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-2858183790149800502009-07-22T19:30:00.004+01:002009-07-22T19:39:32.951+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Smdb2DlpEbI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dIbepzUhSS0/s1600-h/Flowers+June+2009+063.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 278px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Smdb2DlpEbI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/dIbepzUhSS0/s400/Flowers+June+2009+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361354865642115506" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-285818379014980050?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-45404858876870929282009-07-22T19:26:00.005+01:002009-07-25T14:13:33.452+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Out of an </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" style="font-family:arial;"></span><span class="ital-inline" style="font-family:arial;">arduous</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> journey, luck is born</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">And so spring forth all the supplies you need</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-4540485887687092928?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-17242875512575688552009-07-22T19:20:00.002+01:002009-07-22T19:25:44.408+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">The presence of calm is real</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">All life evolves around it</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">It gleams from within</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Pressure can't win</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Follow your dream</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Glide</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">On the inside</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Do as you wish</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Get good at it</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Conquer your world with calm</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Disarm yourself</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">And see what comes</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-1724287551257568855?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-10705293450415514222009-07-22T19:18:00.000+01:002009-07-22T19:20:21.043+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Belong to no-one and everyone</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">And so do not be afraid</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-1070529345041551422?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-36149951484264640572009-07-22T19:12:00.003+01:002009-07-22T19:17:38.153+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Whale swimming close to me</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Underneath my boat</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">In big blue sea</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Your echoes sound out to guide my ear</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">And as I use my heart to stear</span><br /><span style="font-family: arial;">Water becomes clear</span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-3614995148426464057?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-66887479954637743382009-07-22T18:57:00.005+01:002009-07-22T19:02:23.086+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Click on the title above to be transported to the visualisation. Enjoy x<br /><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-6688747995463774338?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-36304214884078968802009-07-08T19:43:00.010+01:002009-07-17T23:46:00.808+01:00<span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;">Love lies waiting for you to arise </span><br /><span style="font-family:Arial;">From the </span><span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" style="font-family:arial;">complications</span><span style="font-family:arial;"> of your life</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">To come and join her</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-3630421488407896880?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-43415421857828659632009-07-08T19:26:00.002+01:002009-07-13T22:07:32.348+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SluiB1h4MgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hze0UnlyEFs/s1600-h/May+2008+006.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SluiB1h4MgI/AAAAAAAAAHI/hze0UnlyEFs/s400/May+2008+006.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358054334120079874" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SlTlcR1UjTI/AAAAAAAAAEw/dX496N0UU6k/s1600-h/May+2008+006.jpg"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-4341542185782865963?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-78402711511880920812009-07-08T16:01:00.011+01:002009-07-17T23:35:07.880+01:00<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >The universe is self-organising<br /><br />I am part of its cosmic clutter<br />Shuffled around in a pattern<br />Of organised chaos<br /><br />With the destiny of a dust particle<br /><br />Re-shuffled, re-organised, re-cycled, re-made, re-newed, decayed<br />Back into the earth<br /><br />All of me is always re-used<br />I am always here</span><br /></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-7840271151188092081?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-43143831706755259602009-07-08T15:45:00.005+01:002009-07-13T22:03:51.551+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SluhJt1d64I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Bvlljtt32HM/s1600-h/Flowers+June+2009+040.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SluhJt1d64I/AAAAAAAAAHA/Bvlljtt32HM/s400/Flowers+June+2009+040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358053369982086018" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SlSxNjat_1I/AAAAAAAAAEI/9vjo3LWp-Oo/s1600-h/Flowers+June+2009+040.jpg"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-4314383170675525960?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-37026357041507112412009-07-08T15:19:00.019+01:002009-07-13T22:17:51.694+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >She's changing<br />Re-arranging herself<br />Sky blue<br />She is old and new<br /><br />Time is right<br />She holds on tight<br />To this<br />The bliss of letting go<br /><br />Of the grey<br />Of the wrong way<br /><br />Dream carries her forward<br />Makes clean<br />Reaching the unseen<br />Feels good<br /><br />This right way<br />This turn<br />Will work<br /><br />Bright as glitter<br />On the morning sea<br />Opportunity<br /><br />Desire finds a way<br />Is here today<br /><br />Her soul smiles<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SlugvdOtQvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/J93dk1qI0po/s1600-h/Gwithian+April+2006+026.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 436px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SlugvdOtQvI/AAAAAAAAAG4/J93dk1qI0po/s400/Gwithian+April+2006+026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358052918847947506" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SludKUYbAdI/AAAAAAAAAGY/2gcA8853bFg/s1600-h/Gwithian+April+2006+009.jpg"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-3702635704150711241?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-27108235963857424912009-07-01T14:19:00.018+01:002009-07-22T19:36:01.197+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >I let myself be all that I can be</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Feeling free, I unravel</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" ><br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;" >Come back to myself</span><br /><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SlugYyHS5OI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f1iLe5KMOBA/s1600-h/Flowers+June+2009+065.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 312px; height: 416px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SlugYyHS5OI/AAAAAAAAAGw/f1iLe5KMOBA/s400/Flowers+June+2009+065.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358052529317012706" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-2710823596385742491?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-65281719141350590152009-06-30T10:43:00.013+01:002009-07-13T22:19:12.087+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" ><span style="font-family:arial;">Express the beauty of your soul</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Your truth</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">Shine your light</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">When we shine with authenicity</span><br /><span style="font-family:arial;">We encourage the spark in others, too.</span><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Sluf8WeGSPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/umDxuef-u3I/s1600-h/Late+summer+2006+010.jpg"><img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/Sluf8WeGSPI/AAAAAAAAAGo/umDxuef-u3I/s400/Late+summer+2006+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5358052040860125426" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_j-8RhvKkGWY/SkqDiN_H2bI/AAAAAAAAACY/IWFoJRlJVRI/s1600-h/Late+summer+2006+010.jpg"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-6528171914135059015?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-14509745084706309422009-06-29T23:06:00.026+01:002009-07-13T21:51:58.435+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >The path to freedom is governed by your dreams<br />Kept them alive – a work in progress<br />The power is within you to shine and succeed<br />Let your colours go out from you to be shared with the universe<br /><br />Console yourself<br />The wisdom of the universe is close at hand<br /><br />Feel free to flower<br />That is your right<br />Aspire to your dreams</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:130%;"><span style="font-family:arial;"><span style="font-size:78%;"><span><br /></span></span></span></span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3716490567781671678-1450974508470630942?l=tabithagale.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tabitha Galehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13867261820280103194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3716490567781671678.post-60803566741678920042009-06-29T22:15:00.014+01:002009-07-13T22:26:22.930+01:00<span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Seahorse flies free</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >He knows not his destiny</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >He is as free as the breeze</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Every place is his home</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >This moment, then that</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >With each blade of sea grass he is at</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >He knows he is not alone</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >He roams in company</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >The fleeting tide that pushes him endlessly</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >In stillness he meets his bride</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Steadily, for a while, the sea calms in their company</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Until again he flies</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Does not question why</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Full of babies</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Full of new ideas</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Each one in time flung free</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >To float and roam, and find who he be</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Part swimming, part taken by the sea</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /> <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >Seahorse flies free</span> <br /><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >He knows not his destiny</span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" > <br /></span><span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:130%;" >He is as free as the breeze</span> <br /><meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; 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