This was the mood and experience today,

A trip through wind blown fields 3 of us climbed Cluny Hill and visited an ancient site, and had tea with a Findhorn Old timer in a magical room full of instruments...she played a few.
Hope you are warm on this night...💚🌿Ute

Small things


apple tree branches outside my window

they hunch against the evening sky of twisted bows for

one such tiny bird with feathers puffed against the harsh of Scotland winds


almost November now, 3 weeks with worldwide traveling people

gathered in one place, maybe hugging for warmth and worth

I look for the cradle in an old timers eyes, a thread of light

woven by her singing bowls


a Druid walk, the archivist steps guide us spiraling to the ancient place

of 7 powers moved here from a time beyond

only falling follows me into the center halls of Earth and song

will I hear it, called again and sung by a small bird at the window

and a wise one’s singing bowl

 Jill plays metal singing bowls (hammered by her own hands)

Jill plays metal singing bowls (hammered by her own hands)

 Keith, Findhorn archivist, Jill, Findhorn member for 30 years

Keith, Findhorn archivist, Jill, Findhorn member for 30 years

 Ana, from Brazil

Ana, from Brazil