Another challenging week had passed by. Adversity was not going to stop me from having an adventure. Adversity would not stop me breathing in the joys of life. I went for a stroll. A stroll in my magical garden on a perfect summer's night. The breeze but gentle. And the warmth of a hot, sunny day, lingered on.
I noted a gathering of wee folks, the shadow of a bird, the reassuring glow of a twinkling light.
Splashes of radiant colour on such a summer's night. I listened very carefully. Soft , soothing voices. The voices of the wee folks singing a song. A song of peace, of understanding that our world, like their world, should be one of no judgement, no stigma, no man lusting for power to the despair of those who felt powerless. They sang of love in the diversity of an all different, all equal world. I listened and I understood.
The final embers of the setting sun glowed upon yon western horizon. That special place where the sun kisses the land in one last goodbye as the night descends.
An hour of reflection in my enchanted, magical garden. A sanctuary for my soul.. Time to go back in. The song of the wee folks echoed in my heart. And I knew, I really knew, I'm too young to ever be old. My inner child has told me so......
Time should always be spent in magical places!
ReplyDeleteHi Susan,
DeleteWe always can find the time for a magical place :)
Magical Sunday to you, my friend.
Gary
It's good that you have your inner child keeping you young. We are only as old as we feel. And that is the truth!
ReplyDeleteHi Robin,
DeleteThe curiosity of the inner child is the inspiration to stay young in heart and soul. Be well and have fun.. Thank you, Robin.
Magical Sunday to you, my friend.
Gary
I never want to grow up and after 70 years, I am still young at heart.
ReplyDeleteHi Dizzy-Dick,
DeleteThe youthful ideals and your wonder of nature. Proof that you will always be young at heart. Thank you, good sir.
In magic,
Gary
People don't abandon their inner child because they get old; they get old because they abandon their inner child. May we never grow too old to play and imagine.
ReplyDeleteHi Susan,
DeleteDear lady, you have stated it beautifully. When folks stop listening to their inner child, they really have abandoned the adventure that is learning. When we stop learning, we stop living. Wonderfully articulated, my dear friend.
Have fun, keep playing and go where your imagination takes you.
A happy Sunday to you.
Gary
Way to stick it to adversity.
ReplyDeleteHi Pat,
DeleteQuite right. Adversity can kiss my butt!
Have a good one, friend.
Gary
Beautiful and magical! I'm still a kid at heart, even though my aching body says otherwise.
ReplyDeleteHi JoJo,
DeleteI'm trying to focus on the beautiful and the magical. Always be a kid at heart. I do understand, for my aching body tells other stories.
Thank you and have a lovely Sunday.
Gary
Such a magical stroll calls to the inner child, coos to it like a lullaby. Age is but a number to write on a piece of paper when it comes to the real youth that basks in the mind, body and soul.
ReplyDeleteHi Angela,
DeleteMagical strolls. Listening to the voice of the inner child and the song of the wee folks. Indeed, you're right about age and numbers. Although, I'm quite looking forward to 69 :)
The curiosity that resonates, conveys within the magic of your writing, dear friend.
A wonderful Sunday to you.
Gary
I need to find that magical world, Gary. I know it exists, I just have to pull back those cobwebs.
ReplyDeleteHi Arleen,
DeleteI find that visiting the magical world that can be sleeping, can be awoken. It's quite the eye-opener when you look for, now matter how overwhelming life can be, that place beyond the cobwebs.
Wishing you a lovely Sunday.
Gary
There is nothing to set a mind at peace than a stroll through a garden. I do that twice a day, at early dawn and just before sunset. You are so correct in calling it magical. It's also a miracle as each new leaf appears on the plants.
ReplyDeleteHi Manzanita,
DeleteI knew you would understand, my dear friend. The magic of the early dawn and that moment just before the sun says goodnight. I shall go out and watch a leaf grow :)
A magical day to you.
Gary
Sounds like a *nice* piece - and place of tranquility - for one as grand as you, Mr. Selleck. :)
ReplyDeleteGreetings Mr. Koopmans,
DeleteThe garden gnomes are groovin', dude. Ah yes, a tranquil place where a moustachioed marvel can meditate. The word is "meditate"....
Mahalo nui loa.
Gary :)
What lovely writing! I'm glad you spent your time in a relaxing and refreshing way. De-stressing is priceless. :-)
ReplyDeleteHi Lexa,
DeleteThat's very kind of you, dear friend. Nothing like trying to distance yourself from the madness and get some quiet time.
I hope you're okay, Lexa.
A hopeful day to you.
Gary
Hi Gary - sounds a wonderful evening stroll - watching the sun slowly melt into the night ... then spending time with your inner soul where the wee folks can gather too - easing away those darts of life ... reminding us off so much more that exists ...
ReplyDelete.. I hope you'll get a few more strolls or early morning quietudes as the sun rises once again above the horizon lighting up the sky - for another balmy warm day ... England and nature like this is gorgeous ...
Enjoy - cheers Hilary
Hi Hilary,
DeleteIt truly was a magical night. A perfect combination of mild temperatures and a bit of contentment beyond the rubbish one can endure. It's a blessing to get away from, "those darts of life..."
Like you, my dear friend, I shall savour these days of warmth that take some getting used to. Well done to Mr. Murray, to top of a good weekend.
Be well and smile.
Gary
Heartfelt hugs.
ReplyDeleteHi Sue,
DeleteAnd likewise, dear lady.
Gary
We should always listen to our inner child. I could picture you and the wee folk conversing in your relaxing, magical place. Long may you enjoy such peace and keep it in your heart for the times when adversity comes knocking.
ReplyDeletePS. I meant to say, Gary that I did go out and buy some pretty butterfly solar lights. They look so pretty each evening.
Suzanne
Hi Suzanne,
DeleteListening to the inner child, amongst the clatter of adversity, helps maintain the positive reinforcements we need. I had a great time observing and listening to the wee folks. They have lessons to teach.
Those solar butterfly lights are fantastic. I've been amazed that my solar fairy lights have been working from dusk until dawn, even when it's been cloudy in the daytime. Very pleased and yes, they sure are pretty.
A good week to you, dear lady.
Gary
Hopefully you can keep their song with you at all time.
ReplyDeleteHi Alex,
DeleteI'm humming their tune as I type this.
Be well and a pleasant day to you, good sir.
Gary
Good for you for doing what you like to do. Be young at heart and your mind will be as free as it can be. Your songs are encouraging for all of us.
ReplyDeleteHi Munir,
DeleteThank you. My childlike spirit rebels at those who dare try to deny me a bit of adventure. Young of heart and a mind set free. The songs of the wee folks are lessons to humanity.
A lovely day to you, dear friend.
Gary
Your inner child is right. Mine is always shocked when it sees its reflection in the mirror lol.
ReplyDeleteHi Delores,
DeleteMy inner child says, "dude, don't look in the mirror!" :)
A good day and have some relaxation. Thank you, Delores.
Gary
Your inner child is wise and beautiful! Yes, spit at adversity!! Take care
ReplyDeletex
Hi Old Kitty,
DeleteAwe, thank you :) I knows yours is also. The kitties certainly inspire you. And adversity can take a flying leap. Oh yeah!
Be well, Old Kitty.
Gary
x
My inner child never left and would delight in those lights and the song.
ReplyDeleteHi Diane,
DeleteYour inner child is going to dance and sing with the wee folks amidst the fairy lights :)
Thank you, Diane.
Gary
Keep listening to your inner child :-) x
ReplyDeleteHi Teresa,
DeleteI will and I know you will :)
Enjoy this lovely weather, Teresa.
Gary :) x
I honestly think that listening to our inner-child is one of the keys to a happy and fulfilling life.
ReplyDeleteHi Keith,
DeleteI knew you would relate to this. And listening to the inner child is also a positive way to balance out situations that would impose on your right to a peaceful life.
A good day to you, kind sir.
Gary
Listen to that inner child, and continue to avoid that wonderful garden of wee folk!
ReplyDeleteTina @ Life is Good
Hi Tina,
DeleteI was back out there again tonight. My inner child had a another enchanting evening in an enchanted garden :)
The wee folks say hello and they smile at you, dear lady.
Wishing you better times, Tina.
Gary
Always listen to that inner child....he'll never steer you wrong :)
ReplyDeleteTake care, my friend!
Hi Mark,
DeleteThe inner child. Satellite navigation system that shows you the correct route :)
Be well, good sir.
Gary
Dear Gary,
ReplyDeleteI always get blissfully lost in your writing. It's like a sanctuary for my soul. I'm glad you're able to always go to your peaceful place.
Thank you, too, for your kind, supportive words.
Keep faith and tranquility, YOUNG man.
xoRobyn
Dear Robyn,
DeleteThose are most flattering words, dear lady. May the sanctuary for your soul continue to immerse you in the magic that is your inner child. My garden, beauty created from an unkempt mess.
It's my honour to interact and try to extol kind, supportive words to your good self.
I keep the faith and the tranquillity. Forever young, no matter how old I may appear to be.
A magical day to you.
Gary :) x
Ah, young at heart but old in body I say. All you need do is a little gymnastics to tell you I'm right. My morning stretch requires pain medication, my afternoon nap spills over to midnight. I'm ageing in body but not in spirit. Oh how life has defeated me in the quiet of the night.
ReplyDeleteI dare not try to run for the bus tomorrow morning lest I end up in the local hospital fighting for breath...
Hi Rum-Punch Drunk,
DeleteYour mind is young. Your body tells a different story. I do understand and I know of constant physical pain. Yet we both still believe in the youthful, inquisitive essence that still beats in our hearts.
The ravages of time may have defeated your body. It will never defeat the wonders of life. You have my respect, my friend.
Gary
Sounds like a magical place, your garden. Finding peace is so important. I plan to stay young by mixing with the 70 and 80 year olds at my gym - their zest and verve are truly contagious.
ReplyDeleteHi Annalisa,
DeleteIt truly is a magical place. And the sounds of the wee folks singing, adds a wondrous touch. Great idea. My mother is in her eighties and she goes to the gym three times a week. Not sure I could keep up with her and her youthful energy has been a profound lesson. Have fun with the old, young folks at the gym, Annalisa.
Enjoy the sunny weather, my friend.
Gary
We all have to get old one day, that day is getting nearer for me but I don't feel my age.
ReplyDeleteYou're as old as you feel.
Great post Gary.
Yvonne.
Hi Yvonne,
DeleteYes, the body ages, loses the battle against gravity. If you feel young, you are young. Thank you, Yvonne.
Hope you had a peaceful weekend during this glorious weather.
Gary
May you stay forever young Gary!
ReplyDeleteI have been seeking my Inner Naughty Schoolboy for some time - still looking.
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Hi bazza,
DeleteI shall, for sure.
What say both our, "Inner Naughty Schoolboys" go on a expedition to the girl's dormitory. Of course, we have to find them first, not the girls, the Inner Naughty Schoolboys!
A good day and enjoy that sunny weather, my friend.
Gary
And never grow up, because that's when we really get old.
ReplyDeleteHi Al,
DeleteI will never grow up when there's still plenty of toilet jokes.
Thank you, good sir.
Gary
Nice words Good Sir :) I wish you well
ReplyDeleteHi Rob,
DeleteThank you, good sir. I wish you well in your continuing adventures in this fabulous sunshine.
Gary :)
I love your wee folk garden. It definitely takes on a magical quality at night!
ReplyDeleteHi Sherry,
DeleteI thank you for that. Open from dusk until dawn. Free admission charge :)
A magical day to you, Sherry.
Gary
What a peaceful stroll you had, Gary. I needed a post like this one today. Refreshing.
ReplyDeleteMy inner child is the one who keeps me happy and creative.
Lovely post.
Peace,
Julie
Hi Julia,
DeleteI surely did, dear friend. I'm glad my posting provided you with some refreshment.
How true. Your inner child reminds you of all the happy, creative possibilities that can be realised.
A lovely day to you, Julia.
Gary
Magic is a good thing.
ReplyDeleteHugs and chocolate,
Shelly
Hi Shelly,
DeleteMagic, hugs and chocolate. What a combo :)
Thank you, Shelly.
Gary
I can supply you with a potion for everlasting youth, my dearest Gary, but you don't need it, you have your own connections when it comes to magic....your garden is filled with it :).
ReplyDeleteHi Petronela,
DeleteAh yes and I visited the "Fountain of Youth", although some might say I'm down to a dribble :)
We have magical connections and the garden connects with me as your magic connects with me.
Enchanted, magical wishes, your way, dear lady,
Gary :)
"An hour of reflection in my enchanted, magical garden. A sanctuary for my soul" - I'm so glad you have this, many don't have the vision, they've left behind the child inside. Mine is always causing mischief, and still licks out the cake bowl, (and most of the mixture gets scoffed too), and has me delighting in things others will never notice. We all have some magic in us. Your writing above is lovely too :) x
ReplyDeleteHi Michelle,
DeleteIndeed, an oasis of hope in my desert of despair. Or something like that :) It seems that there are those who have chosen to ignore the voice of their inner child. Tis a pity. As for you, dear friend, you have a face covered in icing. That really does take the cake.
I know we both try to balance out the adversity with the magic in our hearts. Thank you for your kind words. I shall, once I fill in the dreaded forms again, be visiting your wondrous site. Yay and happy times :)
Magical wishes, your way,
Gary :)x
I find being outside to restore my soul and peace. Your post did the same for me-- reminds me that we need to get perspective, nurture our souls and rejoice in our inner magic.
ReplyDeleteHi Julie,
DeleteAh yes, the great outdoors. A tonic for the heart and soul. I rejoice in your rejoicing. May your inner magic continue to sparkle :)
Thank you, dear lady.
Gary
Can you imagine someone with an old inner child?
ReplyDeleteHi Eve,
DeleteI can imagine someone forgetting they have an inner child. The inner child is not about age, but how you see the world without and within.
Thank you, dear friend.
A peaceful day to you.
Gary
Magic lives in the song of the wee folk! You can never get enough of that sparkly excitement, and as long as you really listen, you will always be in touch with that child. I see that you have chosen to listen.
ReplyDeleteHi Lee,
DeleteMagic in the music. The words of the wee folks. They have lessons in the lyrics. And yes, my inner child knows that their lessons are profound. They did indeed tell me that when you stop learning, you stop living. Oh yes, I listen and I learn.
Sparkly, magical wishes, your way,
Gary
i am... i am... old heavy sigh.
ReplyDeleteHi Jeremy,
DeleteYou aint old heavy, you're my younger brother!
Be well, dude :)
Gary
hoping that all is ok with you my friend!
ReplyDelete((((hugs))))
Hi Caren,
DeleteAll is okay, dear lady. I wont let those who dare cause grief, get the better of me and the magic.
Hope all is well with you.
Magical hugs, your way,
Gary ((( ))) :)
Bless the wee folks. And you're the one who's magical.
ReplyDeleteHi Damyanti,
DeleteAnd the wee folks bless you :) Thank you and may the magic I share bring magical moments into your life.
Sending you positive, hopeful wishes, dear friend.
Gary
Walking in my garden last night,
ReplyDeleteI found two glowworms whose bottoms glowed bright.
Made me think of your twinkling lights and magic yard,
Befitting of a magical postcard.
So another day has come to pass,
Tomorrow let's have another go and kick some ass.
(;
Good grief another Pat Hatt
DeleteHow about that!
You went for a night-time garden walk
Glowing worms of thus you talk
Flaming bums
The light comes
Viva la révolution
Nous avons une solution :)
That's downright poetic, Gary. (And yeah, I'm about as punctual as ever.)
ReplyDeleteGreetings Sir Jeff,
DeleteWhy thank ye, kind sire. Tis a magical moment when thou partaketh in sharing thine comment.
Gary :)
We can all use more magic in our lives. Thanks for sharing yours with us Gary!
ReplyDeleteJulie
Hi Julie,
DeleteDear lady, we are going to create magic in our lives. I'm most happy to share my magic with you.
Magical wishes, your way,
Gary
Me too, me too!!! I love what a moment of stillness in a beautiful space can give to you. I love my garden for the same reason. I don't have lights up, but maybe the little folk come anyway when I'm not around. All I know is the earthy, sound, completeness of a garden, my garden helps me focus on what is important, life and love. Thanks for sharing my favorite Gary!
ReplyDeleteHi Lisa,
ReplyDeleteI knew you would relate to this, dear friend. The wee folks doth play in your enchanted garden. They are there amongst the stillness in that sanctuary for your soul
Thank you for your eloquent words. I love to do this genre of writing and I'm glad you like this part of Gary :)
Magical thoughts, your way,
Gary :)