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Quand je vais mourir — Inspirations pour réussir sa vie


Quand je vais mourir, ne venez pas sur ma tombe me dire à quel point vous m’aimiez et combien je vous manque. Ce sont des mots que je veux entendre alors que je suis encore en vie. La suite ici >>>

Quand je vais mourir — Inspirations pour réussir sa vie

[211] You’re All I Know



Your paint has spilled all over my words I don’t know what to do delay your love for me I don’t know what to doI could probably write about better things but i seem to fall back to you You seem to […  ]
Source: [211] You’re All I Know

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I Am The Creator

Lord One Of The Universe

Thank God! Someone finally found me! [ ]

The Fallen Elm Poem by John Clare – Poem Hunter

The Old Elm
Old elm that murmured in our chimney top
The sweetest anthem autumn ever made
And into mellow whispering calms would drop
When showers fell on thy many coloured shade
And when dark tempests mimic thunder made –
While darkness came as it would strangle light
With the black tempest of a winter night
That rocked thee like a cradle in thy root –
How did I love to hear the winds upbraid[ ]

Source: The Fallen Elm Poem by John Clare – Poem Hunter

See Also Other John Clare Poems

Round the Fire – John Chuchman


Remember the time

when the sun went down

and the only source of light we had

other than the changing moon

and firmament of stars




For millions of years,

we sat around fires,

gazing into the flames and embers

with cold and darkness at our backs,

as if in silent meditation.

The Fire

was a comfort to us,

a source of heat,

a source of light,

a source of protection;


but with care,


The Fire

gave us relaxation

at the end of the day;

in its warm flickering light,

we could tell stories,

talk about the day,

or just sit Silently

seeing the reflection of our minds

in the ever-changing flames

and magical glowing embers.

The Fire

made the darkness bearable,

and helped us feel secure and safe,

calming, reliable, restoring,

meditative and necessary.


this ritual of Fire

has disappeared

from our everyday lives

and with it

almost all opportunities

to be still.


So, join me,

Up North on Torch Lake

sitting around the Fire,

or wherever you are,

Being Present in the Moment,

not trying to get anywhere,

simply dwelling in our thoughts and feelings,

that in a simpler time,

people found in

Sitting Around the Fire.

John Chuchman received 2nd March 2018

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In Silence and solitude – John Chuchman


As uncomfortable

as our society seems to be

with silence,

I gain much

from it,

with it,

in it.

In silence,

I gain

a deeper consciousness of  myself.

I often find out what’s really going on

within me

and sometimes even find answers to questions

troubling me.

In solitude,

I gain

a deeper attunement to nature,

discovering an awe and wonder

at the beautiful gift

of creation.

Solitude affords me

 a deeper relationship with the transcendent

(the numinous, the divine, the spiritual)

beyond the noisy man-made limits

of religious doctrine, dogma, rules, regulations, rites, and rituals.


increases my creativity,

providing me nuggets of wisdom

from nowhere,

which inspire and excite me.

In solitude

I find an increased sense of freedom,

not bound by noisy harangues.

I have found that

the correlation

between good ideas

and non-stop talkers

to be

less than zero.

It seems that

life’s stumbling blocks

can only be turned into

stepping stones



Kind permission to share this with you: John Chuchman received Thu, 4 Jan 2018

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