It may not be the one you expect

large orange sun ripened papaya at the top of the tree waiting to be harvested
large orange sun ripened papaya at the top of the tree waiting to be harvested
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I saw my evening dinner sitting almost at the top of the tree — large and orange and ready. My mouth watered as I anticipated the sweet, moist, creamy deliciousness of the large sun-ripened papaya dissolving on my tongue — the sugars and flavours dancing their way across my taste buds, as I spoon the smooth flesh into my mouth. I was surprised that I did not notice it before, given that I am always looking between the large leaves for fruits to pick.

The papaya tree was very tall and my first impulse was that I had to go…


As she enchanted the sky — a poem

a full moon that has only half appeared. One side is a beatiful pink and the other side is inky darkness
a full moon that has only half appeared. One side is a beatiful pink and the other side is inky darkness
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They baptized her the Strawberry Moon —

named by ancient North American tribes.

They knew with this moon

came the time of berry harvest.

She was the last of the spring before the beginning of the summer;

christened Rose Moon in Europe or Hot Moon in warm places.

I wanted her to be called Magic Moon

because she exuded an ethereal quality,

that could only be described as supernatural.

Her aura was mystic and mysterious.

The clouds enshrouded her with shades of the esoteric,

of the phenomenal,

of the scarcely known and hardly understood.

But she told me last evening…


It’s all in the topping

pizza topped with pineapple, extra cheese, onion and parsley served on a beautiful crafted wooden tray
pizza topped with pineapple, extra cheese, onion and parsley served on a beautiful crafted wooden tray
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Spirituality connects you to the Divine by your own experience. There is no prescription nor is there a 12-step programme. There is no ‘Spirituality in 30 days’ or your money back. It is a journey with the aim to find, accept, and embody your true spiritual nature.

Spirituality is personal.

Paths are diverse, though merge to a common point — the experience of connection to the Divine. Choose a single path or a combination of paths, whatever is necessary for a given time and space. Just know that there is no exact road nor a single experience.

If you find…


And let emptiness lead you nowhere

three stones stacked on each other on top of a wooden bench. Each stone has a different shape and colour and at the very top is a shell shaped like a cone.
three stones stacked on each other on top of a wooden bench. Each stone has a different shape and colour and at the very top is a shell shaped like a cone.
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I was kindly requested to get out of my bed in the dead of night to write a story. It felt like the witching hour to me for the roosters had not even begun their morning crowing, there was no traffic on the road as yet and I had not heard the insistent horn of the bread bus coming around to sell its early morning baked goods. These were the familiar sounds that stirred me at mornings — I had long forgotten the nudging from Spirit that used to rouse me to seek out my pen. …


The answer will surprise you

three cute piglets enjoying life in their sty
three cute piglets enjoying life in their sty
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I took to yoga like a pig to mud. Where have you ever seen a pig more contented, more connected, and more at home than wallowing in a puddle of warm, rich, gooey, mud? That is how I feel on my yoga mat — like a pig in mud.

I have always been a person who exercised — pushing my body to the limit, feeling the rush of endorphins and then the sweet tiredness afterward. …


Without getting bent out of shape

mother pressing her index fingers gently against the soles of feet of her new born baby as a form of massage
mother pressing her index fingers gently against the soles of feet of her new born baby as a form of massage
Photo by Danijel Durkovic on Unsplash

One of my favorite poses in yoga is the happy baby pose. I figure the reason is that it feels so familiar and natural. Maybe somewhere buried in my subconscious, there is a connection of the feeling of that pose to the inner me — that part of ourselves that wants to connect with us. It patiently waits, giving a nudge now and again, informing us of its presence — offering guidance, unconditional love, and the avenue to connect with the Universal Source of everything. It encourages us to sit and be quiet. …


Your practice is your practice

lit candle in a small ceramic bowl on top of a beautiful greenish grey art sculpture with engravings of birds and leaves and circles.
lit candle in a small ceramic bowl on top of a beautiful greenish grey art sculpture with engravings of birds and leaves and circles.
Photo by Hans Vivek on Unsplash

The morning felt good. There was something in the air that had me eagerly reaching for my meditation chair. Yes, I am a chair meditator, and sometimes…. quelle horreur! I meditate in my bed as well. I made an early discovery that meditating on hard surfaces was not for me. On trying it initially, I spent more time concentrating on the aches and pains of having my body on a hard floor than enjoying the meditative process.

Many of us have tried meditation and we look at other practitioners sitting with erect spines on highly polished wooden floors or on…


Take the example from an old tree

beautiful avocado fruit hanging from a tree with droplets from recent rain visible on the skin
beautiful avocado fruit hanging from a tree with droplets from recent rain visible on the skin
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The old avocado tree seemed to be leaning more and more towards the ground. She was injured in a hurricane a few years ago and lost most of her top. The storm’s rushing water exposed a large proportion of her root system which damaged her even more. But she would not die and being still too large to prop back up, I had to leave her alone to her leanings.

The very next season she had new branches shooting towards the sky as if in defiance — they were taller and stronger and thicker than those she had before. The…


What else is there to do, really?

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Watching the setting sun kissing the far horizon has always been my favourite time of day. It emotes a feeling of “job well done”, so time for a rest. Whether my day was brimming with successes or swamped with failures, it’s always a job well done — successes were celebrated and lessons were learned.

So as you sit on your porch, or on a rock by the bay watching the sunset, join me in a cup of tea I dub ‘Easy Evening’

Ingredients:

1 large leaf of soursop

1 sprig of lemon balm

1.5 cups of water

Directions:

Add the…


Never ever, never felt

Photo by Susanna Marsiglia on Unsplash

Never a feeling like this.

Have I ever experienced this intense pleasure?

Ever?

From the nothingness?

Nothing to ascribe it to,

But a deep, sweet, empty fullness

Inexplicable excitement.

Excruciating bliss

That makes even my deep shivers orgasm.

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I. Trudie Palmer

I use writing to promote the work of Esoteric Gardens KN where we explore Energy, Spirituality, and Creativity (E.S.C.). Find us @ https://esotericgardenskn.com

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