Rock Dreaming

This image was developed from a photo of rock layers. I’ve added in the images of birds as they are symbolic of communication and flight into the unknown as well as an image of the Moon representing the Mysteries resonant in life on Mother Earth.

It seems to me that the Spirit of Rock, whatever form it takes on Planet Earth,  is the holder of information throughout the eons of Earth’s existence. Rock Elders are  guardians of wisdom through the ages, something we can often overlook as rock communication is subtle and symbolic rather than the oral language we are more accustomed to use to communicate.

The green in this image reflects growth, healing and continuity, something that is easy to overlook given the turmoil on Earth at present. The pink colour relates to the power of Love and its transcendence above the mundane.

 

Bright Blessings

I love images of humming birds and I thought that this image with the background reminded me again of staying positive in a challenging world. I make a point of reading good news stories and about the kindness of people around the world as it shows me again and again that the good in this world far outweighs the negative.

Soul Journeying

Images of the soul’s journey at the material and spiritual level, the dots representing experiences and learning, the crow journeying to the sacred spaces, and the feathers representing the ability to fly to new heights as we accumulate experience, knowledge & wisdom.

Spring Visitor

My husband just  happened to be out in our garden when a spring visitor arrived on the paddock adjoining our apartment: a heron. It was attracted by the small pools which have formed since trees and bushes were planted next door and watering began.  We didn’t notice the two wading birds until we downloaded the photos, not sure what they are but they could be little stints from photos I found on Google.

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More Birds & Beasties

I got some shots recently of small birds perched on a tree in front of our patio. I think this tree has some sort of allure for birds because this is where the hooded crows like landing too.  We don’t know what sort of birds they are, not sparrows as they’re too small and don’t witter on like spadgers do, but we think they might be some sort of finch. Any suggestions gratefully accepted!

Here too are a couple of photos I took of hooded crows – again not too crash-hot because they seem to have some inner sense of when you’re going to take a photo of them and either try to hide or take flight.

lso below are photos of a herd of 200-odd sheep which came to feed in the vacant paddock next to our apartment. This is what I love about living in North Cyprus – sheep turning up next door, goats being herded along a street but stopping to rear up on their hind legs to have a nosh on the olive trees in someone’s garden, and the odd cow tethered in someone’s garden. Plus there’s the odd hard braking when you come flying around the bend of an empty road to find a herd of goats blocking the road!

We did, by the way, have a grandstand view of a storm moving across the south of the island towards the Turkish coast. There were huge flashes of lightning lighting up the sky, really awesome, and thunder in the distance, a small rain shower, but the storm decided Turkey was its best bet!

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Tawny Frogmouth

When we lived in Woodenbong, in the far north of New South Wales, we one day came upon a Tawny Frogmouth trapped in between the wire fences of our house and our neighbour’s house.

My husband, Bryan, lifted it out and put it in the open shed we had at the end of the garden. The Frogmouth was very light and we didn’t know how long it had been trapped or whether it would survive. Bryan managed to spoon some water down its mouth (and its mouth is huge when the beak opens!), while I gave the bird some Reiki.

We left it in peace and quiet, then returned later on to find that it must have recovered enough to be able to fly away, which delighted us no end. From then on the Frogmouth hung around our garden and next door’s garden and we’d hear it calling from time to time.

Tawny Frogmouth’s look like owls but they’re not, they’re part of the Frogmouth family. As you can see from the photo, their colouring enables them to camouflage themselves easily in trees. In fact, I remember just after we’d moved to Queensland in 1994, sitting in a park, looking up and jumping a mile as I realised I was staring at a Frogmouth sitting quietly and well camouflaged on a tree branch.

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When we moved from Traralgon in Victoria in 2010, we drove up to Kempsey to stay at Ned’s Bed, a pet motel, while we looked for a house. On the way up the mid-north coast of New South Wales, trogging along the Pacific Highway, we stopped off for a break at Port Macquarie.

It really is a lovely town, right on the Pacific Ocean and beside the huge Hastings River.  We had the best fish and chips at a chippie close to the sea, where everything was cooked to order and was deliciously fresh.

And then I took photos of a couple of the pelicans hanging around on the foreshore. Pelicans are common along this part of the coast, and they almost seemed to pose for photos.  I also took photos of a topsail schooner, the Alma Doebel, which had been built in Bellingen, an inland town on the Bellinger River, with the schooner sailing down the Bellinger to reach the sea.  It’s now a tourist attraction in Port Macquarie, but I don’t know if it ever goes out to sea now.

Pelican at Port Mcquarie, mid-NSW coast
This pelican was sitting high up on a lamp post overlooking the sea.

Pelican at Port Maquarie

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Topsail Schooner, Alma Doebel, Port Macquarie