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van Noordwijk</title><description>Know yourself. Understand others. See nature.</description><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>151</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-7301401623106950966</guid><pubDate>Wed, 06 May 2020 12:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-05-06T15:09:08.827+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">2020</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">colour theory</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">full moon</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">goddess</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Gold</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">hat shep sut</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">princess</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">queen</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Scorpio</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">sphinx</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">super moon</category><title>Gold and the Full Flower Super Moon in Scorpio, 7 May 2020</title><atom:summary type="text">

Full Flower Super Moon in Scorpio. 
Photo credit: Darlene Michelle McPeek. Copyright 2020. All rights reserved.&amp;nbsp;



As I light my candle on this flower full super moon in Scorpio, I am excited to see the colours of gold, magenta, and ruby.



&amp;nbsp;Gold is a masculine colour and for me, it&#39;s a grounding color of the Earth and of power. Gold is the colour of the Solar Plexus chakra. Gold is</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2020/05/gold-and-full-flower-super-moon-in.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjyNWolZOHVazD_pDrU_WJE89Zvmn4ZbPxvTtzJAXzJo-1BgNhkaSQ3N0SED8VOT33dZnae7INkMpRFaMXTUUVCJZFsfVqvkPXCFHMBKkJR5F8te8T53XSHFaf31AiDFmWNLdc7oslLyj2L/s72-c/20200506_220116.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-4624781810179033881</guid><pubDate>Fri, 01 May 2020 08:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-05-01T10:23:38.619+02:00</atom:updated><title>Spiraling Upwards Towards the Light </title><atom:summary type="text">



Honeybee in Torquay. Photo credit: Darlene Michelle McPeek. Copyright 2020. All rights reserved.&amp;nbsp;





Honeybee in Torquay 2. Photo credit: Darlene Michelle McPeek. Copyright 2020. All rights reserved.&amp;nbsp;

A young man was sitting on a park bench during the great depression. He was thinking hard about his future and didn&#39;t know whether he could go on to medical school, as he had no </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2020/05/spiraling-upwards-towards-light.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQTy9h3pHkeDrYpSTMMEDn7L4rALGMOBRAEwyVeJ5hmsNsSbOqKwFnXVu4RUqT6QA-dtmTqecYo2F1htaXnbINpl-TO51Rgrm6fDoh-t9KOXzoKlSMuhRFTSzO3Rh0M28DSamRqoxcOtMg/s72-c/20200421_171953.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-5842195418734717778</guid><pubDate>Fri, 03 Apr 2020 13:39:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-04-03T15:39:41.718+02:00</atom:updated><title>At Home in the Sea, a memory and poem. </title><atom:summary type="text">At Home in the Sea, a memory and poem.

I was on the beach yesterday.
It was a lovely, calm. Soft waves.
A bit like lovemaking, it was.
I was swimming...
Around me, in front of me, were 5 parasailers.

We were just off a sandy coral covered point, at which one side to the north/east and bells beach (the famous surfing beach) the waves were madly crashing, but on my side, it was gentle like a baby</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2020/04/at-home-in-sea-memory-and-poem.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyUiw6J7CFQfVzXNXnd0HijNiN_DJIaLMkjyMeoluiS1qNffr_SY2zVh3FQCZ6XZi-27HMuOpfR5ryIcnIWQpEQM0ZWYA2MQE0VsWDhethH1lqQG1EOUXSmbmXjXUPjlzFeE6j-wUviilw/s72-c/FB_IMG_1545241257225.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-2626912665575754960</guid><pubDate>Fri, 10 Jan 2020 12:29:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-01-10T13:29:53.168+01:00</atom:updated><title>Elemental Invocation of Protection</title><atom:summary type="text">Elemental Invocation of Protection:

&quot;I call upon the arcangels of the four directions to come at sit at the four corners of my home/property/sacred space/victoria/Australia (fill in the blank with what you want).

&quot;Michael with your sacred flame sitting at the southern corner,
May your sacred flame keep the pure passionate life force within me alive,
In my mind,
In my soul,
In my body,
In my </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2020/01/elemental-invocation-of-protection.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiRnamTl4FqDY2PSyZmDqe9T_J3PeXvoFw2Bj2cnVs0-ejvClZfWDlZgPneAM4NP5VrqT8tq9QdOtDBlRnD2ooqvgM56RJ5K8tIML_dlySSdbiU0x6uVmpO8l22PraS1f4Pa7yTiK5qvUw/s72-c/FB_IMG_15785983665746807.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-487537404305301349</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jul 2019 07:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-07-02T09:22:06.747+02:00</atom:updated><title>As I speak to the element of water</title><atom:summary type="text">As I speak to the element of water.



&quot;As your energy runs over my body, I feel you in my body. I feel the cool minty balm of you on my chest, inside my bosom and heart as you heal me, heal my emotional body. You flow over me, through me, towards the earth.&amp;nbsp;



As you flow, let those things be removed from me that are no longer needed at this time in my evolution. 

Please remove fear, </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2019/07/as-i-speak-to-element-of-water.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXfQEtvZAn8m55SehQVxUfH6IHBr5ZHsYfI3zx0rQN7nTTMROh3a3bzrXGRt2OZpptEYkw5ZyghGrsKqCLLAwuzuXUG3SAOKlmNuYpZFYyhrNuqD-wJWl5cOgG66fonpvfbWdumM9fCQ17/s72-c/IMG_20190702_164206_078.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-6702245817408591214</guid><pubDate>Wed, 26 Sep 2018 04:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-09-26T09:20:33.631+02:00</atom:updated><title>We are all together</title><atom:summary type="text">



We are all together in this world


Let&#39;s share,
we&#39;re all one

Holding hands,
Love&#39;s within us.

Brightness of being,
Recognized and received.

Camembert, baguette, grapes, claret
Under this tree, we&#39;ve just met.

Heaven&#39;s mantle above,
Earth&#39;s coolness beneath,

Bees&#39; buzz,
Fragrant Frangipani,

Golden warmth,
Silent peace,

Carry us along
On our sacred journey.

Darlene Michelle McPeek
</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/09/we-are-all-together.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgWygm7RFmzBKRz3Gw5RCqhaRlXbjWEgizXTMWNYEe9nLI8DOGoo79p19dU2ehnBJqvY7NO8be3BkL2RN61rNq6ggJ2TFAHzz1ONaLrAuBSJK9Ei_E6cRNo-ChgSwkZYmho6u0IbtXnvZcM/s72-c/FB_IMG_1537927525188.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-6095392064373243036</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Sep 2018 15:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-09-18T17:45:29.682+02:00</atom:updated><title>The meaning of life</title><atom:summary type="text">

Photography credit: Melanie McPeek, my dear mother.&amp;nbsp;

The meaning of life.

&quot;To live is to love.
All of nature buzzes with life.
I watch the freedom with which birds fly,
I taste the juicy nectar of a ripe peach,
I feel the warm embrace of my beloved,
I hear words of love whispered in my ear.
I am happy.&quot;

Darlene Michelle McPeek
19 September 2018.

Copyright 2018.
All rights reserved.


&quot;</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/09/the-meaning-of-life.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgPPj2VuK-d_-eSGv5ogjgmPjFWlFoqqxHG1eIo-AV4Cnrsii6hZZj_G6MEa9lumPXdg49Df2_HfZbnbhFedY1Op0ZL3jkkYg3ZHd-uiy9cMztxHTfeWdoHZZhauAii7uCa2eR8MydbpxDY/s72-c/FB_IMG_1537046161306.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-6850796081272066744</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2018 22:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-09-11T00:00:15.651+02:00</atom:updated><title>Mommy Raccoon and her Babies </title><atom:summary type="text">

Photo by Darlene Michelle McPeek. Copyright 2012. All Rights Reserved.


Mommy raccoon and her babies: a true story

This is mommy raccoon and her babies in Texas on my patio.
She was very shy, but her babies were not.
They used to visit me every day.
They lived in the attic upstairs and climbed down the wall every night,
With their mommy, to get food.
Once, contractors came and sealed up the </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/09/mommy-raccoon-and-her-babies.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizJSyaBUKB2-mJHOxGhbvPHe9MPjgk_9t9toN2s3eH0ySYHyYrE0A3qiljfeSiEWiiDd35YZHy6Dup8mF4NZETVRXIielVMUJDI_EW4zyziuza_sdQNz05Y6UmiMpV8Nu7n7riB-UO6pVe/s72-c/FB_IMG_1534260310707.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-1111596784460139701</guid><pubDate>Mon, 10 Sep 2018 21:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-09-10T23:45:47.451+02:00</atom:updated><title>Help for Empaths </title><atom:summary type="text">


Help for Empaths



Question:&amp;nbsp;

I am an empath and I feel the emotions of others.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;

I was told by a clairvoyant that being an empath can help me as a healer.&amp;nbsp;

How do I handle this gift? I am having difficulties coping.



Answer:&amp;nbsp;

It is true.. the gift of the empath is really helpful, esp if you are a healer ... it is also a sign of being gifted with intuitive sklls</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/09/help-for-empaths.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLFbg3D1Oi6G9nkv36DgVQpYm6n7CSBQQi0iJbU_UTejaWmsvTtkbIggzyDmxQwVmom2AaO-8p628nIHgZHd38NKHnAWA248cdWAnIwawKIc1gvdnRmpa5eHKJIyNrEHGQ-Adtw6VXkDiX/s72-c/IMG_20180905_230624.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-6817740999712019372</guid><pubDate>Wed, 20 Jun 2018 23:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-06-26T21:28:05.476+02:00</atom:updated><title>The Ancient Ones</title><atom:summary type="text">This dream came to me a couple of weeks ago. I found it intriguing. Let&#39;s play the Lightning Dream Game!

The Name of my Dream: The Ancient Ones

My niece and I are sitting on top of a green mountain. It is a blue sky. I see light pink clouds above us. On top of the clouds, a group of Ancient Ones (the look like warriors) white in their bodies and garments sitting on horses, 2 on each side, with </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/06/the-ancient-ones.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh65ye3_-q0B7Mx3-evG7OtIDQDnsxtkfrMfRzPjQ36EUMG9kkPusKWAo9E3FPZmK2GBEdy-JoRocILNW9vPJc41ejYdhT4Ycutq0Yg5XFL3vjrKUktosmZXAF2vaWvH51Xl1yj9IPb5DK6/s72-c/Zadkiel.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-3791702622964742172</guid><pubDate>Sun, 20 May 2018 15:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-05-20T18:25:25.682+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">audience</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blocks</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">brainstorming</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">composition</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">essays</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">free writing</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">gem</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">jewels</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">research papers</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">voice</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">writer&#39;s block</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Writing</category><title>How to Overcome Writer&#39;s Block: Essays and Research Papers </title><atom:summary type="text">

Yes, I have writer&#39;s block. Help!&amp;nbsp;


How to Overcome Writer&#39;s Block: Essays or Research Papers

A friend lamented she is having writer&#39;s block. She is writing a required research paper.

This is what I replied:

&quot;Sometimes, when I am writing a paper, it is like squeezing a lemon. Not much comes out, but what little does come, is good. I hope it happens that way for you. Just write a bit </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/05/how-to-overcome-writers-block-research.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhe9LShc8h1SBEgPROmpgbE96ZeyF5IFu-7iNZXaag4B-uPv_saBTSGkWyKTva8ZhKd3yQkJC-aOj6NPjgIjBYse-EzoKc7kILy9CD2wfom65fojhDUBSFtbYF-p_qKF-y7K0xM-k9QFOx9/s72-c/IMG_20180428_042121.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-2613408820006587477</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Jan 2018 05:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-15T06:28:57.973+01:00</atom:updated><title>Smaller Sentient Beings </title><atom:summary type="text">Today, I was feeling quite close to my animal friends who are smaller sentient beings.


Eucalyptus Tree. Photo taken by Darlene Michelle McPeek. Copyright 2018. All Rights Reserved.&amp;nbsp;



A Sparrow Says Hello:

I spent the afternoon on my east-facing porch,
Which is a bit like sitting next to a small wood.
We have 3 elder trees: a tea tree, in which the bird water bowl sits; a silky oak (</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/smaller-sentient-beings.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLZQdXphVyKpC1604iT00F2X93pMp3gPFARcdGyYfhHoRMa0iCWCH15SbUdhoUqUsrPTi94iqJ_U6pkYNyQykC_CjsMac2kgyP_2w45xVrPyOUHOS-8tTEIBZ2x5gQpxqFLt4ep35lfA5o/s72-c/20180114_185628.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-4261614215588749287</guid><pubDate>Sun, 14 Jan 2018 02:47:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-14T03:48:00.353+01:00</atom:updated><title>Rings of Gold: A Blessing from the Stars</title><atom:summary type="text">
&quot;May love, joy, and peace be delivered in the stars as they shine on you this and every night.&quot;&amp;nbsp;




Photo courtesy of my dear friend, Antonio Guevara Ibrahim.
May he rest in peace.&amp;nbsp;



&quot;Rings of gold surround you,

Brightly shining,&amp;nbsp;

brightly shining,&amp;nbsp;

You see yourself

In the sky.&amp;nbsp;

Yes, it is you.

You are a star.&quot;&amp;nbsp;





14 January 2018

Darlene Michelle McPeek</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/rings-of-gold-blessing-from-stars.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZ4ykRMt_qaueFuyP9o5EVC8xGBxebS1fih1ICcQr-KUJ4bX2WCkMGbY0_Epc3WE3kkvjbsC7fX-LxhqbI2DQs0rrui_5COGIdulEyMUz2lxpp_U4OuHPIizOscfb0KBnvYT1Rent-HOn5/s72-c/IMG_20180114_130720.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-3316128840661293342</guid><pubDate>Sat, 13 Jan 2018 00:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-13T01:46:27.268+01:00</atom:updated><title>Whale&#39;s Lullaby </title><atom:summary type="text">

Whale&#39;s Lullaby

&quot;Sleep soft,
Sleep deep,
My love,&quot;
The mother whale
Says to her baby.

&quot;Swing gently
On the water,
Waves,
They rock you to
Sleep,&amp;nbsp; my love.&quot;


Darlene Michelle McPeek
Copyright January 2018
All Rights Reserved.</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/whales-lullaby.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBIoLIVcF7k76xhrjsWELFVdJnDB41VGa3XvA2pO7egthBhDfnRVJ-btqEP5MvjOhvTImh3iXla9UjwphXGso9NduQ2pQj-Y9SeckmmnY_ybNSohYMzQ24kG6n8LHByelYSIGJiVPFlz05/s72-c/received_10154809873450882.jpeg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-4333669583524614621</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Jan 2018 21:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-05-06T23:35:19.882+02:00</atom:updated><title>The shifting sands </title><atom:summary type="text">

Cozy Corner at Low Tide. Photo credit: Darlene Michelle McPeek. Copyright 2020. All rights reserved.&amp;nbsp;


I was at the beach last night,
It was lovely. 20c.
The coral flowers and sea weed tops were peeking out from the sand.
The tide was coning in,but had mot yet covered it all.
In one spot, the tips of the sea plants made a christmas treee in the sand!
What a lovely holiday greeting card </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/the-shifting-sands.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg37Ok-kRITq-fxmsQpnxo8mFxGUzNFyAvs_2Ui2kGCbOLpTdpSlqEoM7W7hTgC2BxLNBHXYMxjHGEsA0U4gOKaT0Kb1-gYC-IPwKcz2g8pxJAGu7MnuDkBVkVL7NRUWjSMmXYObhoNcyGN/s72-c/20190923_174730.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-6773441118095001831</guid><pubDate>Sun, 07 Jan 2018 20:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-22T13:29:24.609+02:00</atom:updated><title>Cute pink crab on the beach</title><atom:summary type="text">
We were on the Fisherman&#39;s Beach on Friday evening. It was 76f, so lovely!&amp;nbsp; The tide was low, in the main beach, so I was able to see the coral uncovered all along it. There was a shallow pool of water I was drawn to. In it, a cute pink crab was swimming, walking.&amp;nbsp;

It is two years since we found this lovely paradise. Two years ago, Friday, we first viewed Maran~atha. After, we walked </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/cute-pink-crab-on-beach.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhB5M0QAYgQ7_iaTtZ4RiZiClBOFMD4qyNdMmZKo8O6NoNrR-ePZbhxeD0u7cZtL5KrvOFDLLhwFDND4sN-yWfxR24ODD-XBmtUmCeqzpXURvpnF4TDyidV6Oj_NU9CoEljul9VtInPjErQ/s72-c/FB_IMG_1516420829200.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-1730915504143968174</guid><pubDate>Fri, 05 Jan 2018 04:05:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-05-06T23:42:29.536+02:00</atom:updated><title>When I was little </title><atom:summary type="text">

Portrait of Darlene Michelle McPeek. Photo credit: Melanie Kay McPeek. Copyright 2020. All rights reserved.&amp;nbsp;




When I was little

When I was little, my friend Courtney and I were chosen by Mrs. Thompson, our primary school music teacher, two dress as angels and sing
&quot;Silent Night.&quot; We had white robes, golden halos made of a metal hanger and gold garland, and wings. It was pretty cool.
We</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/when-i-was-little.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeme05phlzeukWxEITlMbfwP8Bz7EZIUUmwJtu5sB4Yb-fizuutSHv74TtCh1FRJDpQjofjsqCKEKOofAW3-Ln0BuT64I8P-90ypIXqjafLaAg26L9cHmpD5EwRFOcXbbRDiNF_g-BRxE_/s72-c/20190821_063719.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-3621386089023877826</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Jan 2018 07:23:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2020-05-06T23:53:41.527+02:00</atom:updated><title>Cockatoos in the wild </title><atom:summary type="text">

King Parrot in the garden, Torquay.&amp;nbsp; Photo credit: Darlene Michelle McPeek. Copyright 2020. All rights reserved.&amp;nbsp;



I love Australia.
It is a beautiful country.
Not so very many people.
The cockatoos (white parrots) are quite tame.
I had not seem them in the wild until I came here.
When I was a child, my neighbors had two cockatoos in a large hut,
Which the mom kept covered at night.</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/cockatoos-in-wild.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhzbuwaKcjt3Eg-EapXPjzzjCal3sDznzB337ndCg62DT496l_02Ot84QK16E8myYT_u4CSIihE2rU3TvAn7M8qiFME6QSRQ9C6rZRN2wxRcPXcX3h3y6IH3lM8cyCj3oe-0NAwu79wC0p6/s72-c/20200217_183825.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-4537925074497219092</guid><pubDate>Mon, 01 Jan 2018 07:03:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2018-01-01T08:03:13.556+01:00</atom:updated><title>A New Day, A New Year </title><atom:summary type="text">



A new day, a new year....
💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫💫
A friendly, pale green butterfly shows herself in my garden. She flutters around me, round and round. Letting me get close to her. First, she settles on my first chamomile flower. Then, on this beautiful,&amp;nbsp; blooming succulent from friend, Regina. 🌼🌻🌺🌹🌷⚘🌈🌈🌈
Butterfly is a symbol of soul, trsnsformation.
Psyche means &quot;soul.&quot; </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2018/01/a-new-day-new-year.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-F_adaD94nUZU5QvoB4dgZagQgotjnm_v3xQ1jbZ5sNZZrMfVPJlBc3SdsY3tr2MoNS9AShHAPw1UYpmHMkwKTUdLHfAw7scG_k0YD86YngC3iaZ1MEYOZy7X5b5J2c1BCEtjwN_cnszz/s72-c/20180101_160144.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-5578542833571502668</guid><pubDate>Mon, 18 Dec 2017 04:21:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-22T13:13:33.720+02:00</atom:updated><title>I am Alive! </title><atom:summary type="text">I am Alive!


Orange,&amp;nbsp; yellow, green, red coral
swimming in the water.
Floating past my feet,
As I walked by the shore,
Saying their Greetings.

Sea birds with their black caps
Bathing in the shallow gentle waves.
Small children looking up
from their sand castles,
with pointed spires,
up to the skies.

The sun, benevolent and smiling,
cast his eyes on us.
We basked in the mild warmth,
human </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2017/12/i-am-alive_18.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMvE-KUslT6-2jTsbDTp9rm0L1f1shgI2f9Vyr1y4Sp96fbH_iArkQLisIl1_3YAnLPkZuMPx3moD35b7ffS95tj0NcyvMW3ifXe4lBfAv1x2fl5UVmugz6K_eFHsfWYxvOAxVnv6YOdCO/s72-c/20171218_084857.mp4" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-571520976895688037</guid><pubDate>Thu, 30 Nov 2017 08:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-22T13:22:58.042+02:00</atom:updated><title>Bridging the Earth and Sky</title><atom:summary type="text">



Photography by Ingrid Adamsen, 2017.&amp;nbsp;




(Zoom detail) Photography by Ingrid Adamsen, 2017.&amp;nbsp;




BRIDGING THE EARTH AND SKY



Interpretation of a photo: &quot;If it were my&quot; picture of the sunrise.&amp;nbsp;



My first insight is a young goat jumping over the sun. The sun is my solar plexus.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;



The baby goat has a special meaning for me, which is that he is bridging my Heaven </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2017/11/bridging-earth-and-sky.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLf2oLJ-s81bb6n1nqg5-D3gLkfuDd4Rx2JPHclFvZcYFvpecW6lSj5hsnffNUYFP2nPeiGNNHa25fudj8w-3wFXNwANFfPYw_kZWZf1asNCFOweJdqyLLegHBnCB6cPYuZG6sOw2-Biwx/s72-c/FB_IMG_1512029904018.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-7430368975718011159</guid><pubDate>Mon, 27 Nov 2017 05:17:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-22T13:22:58.048+02:00</atom:updated><title>A New World </title><atom:summary type="text">



We wake together,
As the sun rises.

Its rays touch your face
You are illuminated in its light
Showing your own light.

You are a sun,
Naturally.

You brighten the world
With your sweet smile.

Flowers grow,
Birds sing,
In homage to you.

In joy of your presence,
They feel your love,
I feel your love.

It is us, natural
And joyous,
Innocent and pure,

Of the heart,
But also the mind,
Soul,
</atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2017/11/a-new-world.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoyK4FXxHCST0J1W7r2aXnmhhNFjcR21T4_eJgB5uKP7tkCFhmiQbtM8bAf2yeHOnY77ysDQUBL7OJSXunNE8dL2PElpuzfzVx0hMdGNaRJiw2zgJEGhDchPl4aCocuA66VH-DSbe_CXqO/s72-c/20171127_132829.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-1420145268924032727</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2017 05:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-22T13:22:58.023+02:00</atom:updated><title>La Danse de Jupiter et de Venus </title><atom:summary type="text">



Sun-kissed Garden by Darlene Michelle McPeek.&amp;nbsp; Copyright 2017.&amp;nbsp;


Prologue:&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;
Jupiter, le dieu du ciel, Vénus rencontré, la déesse de l&#39;amour, dans le ciel matinal. Il s&#39;endormait au moment où elle se réveillait. Ils se tenaient la pendentif principal que la nuit est devenue jour et nuit.&amp;nbsp;

La danse de Jupiter et de Vénus&amp;nbsp;


Un ciel de nuit étoilé bleu profond </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2017/11/la-danse-de-jupiter-et-de-venus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWyFTM4-x7U3Som9_mlFw_yqqpcePYDFm9uKYqJJTh5pdQCcKYl7F7dLEtvQTJcl-JDoJLCk4tAURFBAAmUzHpoJGgT8OYs1UR1zd082N3YDlmTwDrsRif1RB2yaBZWTQx2lEnYvPF8WBw/s72-c/20171121_074253.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-7853054834670698919</guid><pubDate>Sat, 18 Nov 2017 04:54:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-22T13:22:58.054+02:00</atom:updated><title>The Dance of Jupiter and Venus </title><atom:summary type="text">

Early Morning Sun by Darlene Michelle McPeek Copyright 2017.



Prologue:
Jupiter the sky god met Venus the love goddess in the early morning sky.
He was getting to sleep just as she was awaking.
They held hands as the night turned to day and back into night.


Il n&#39;y a pas si longtemps, Jupiter, le dieu du ciel, a rencontré Vénus, la déesse de l&#39;amour, dans le ciel matinal. Il s&#39;endormait au </atom:summary><link>http://peacefultrees.blogspot.com/2017/11/the-dance-of-jupiter-and-venus.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Seal swimming)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhIZTLsFhTTtt51TDMvh4UllHrEWIMuAPYvi800ABYq3OR7KvU1fFZKGWZl06zuHmjFjRsVJ6KSKYOv8uhnTkg-1OAqwgGk6iVcjjfFxnsn-0S6IPfeR65XjbP-WJ2WjZ3euJiS5ALQ_7iq/s72-c/20171121_074402.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9074999866578166457.post-4257828060549863210</guid><pubDate>Sun, 12 Nov 2017 18:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2019-06-22T13:22:58.035+02:00</atom:updated><title>Le Monde Tourne Rond / Die Welt geht herum </title><atom:summary type="text">





Le monde tourne rond.
Le monde tourne autour.&amp;nbsp;
Nous aussi.
Sont dans le monde,
Du monde.
Et pourtant, non.
Dans les branches de notre arbre&amp;nbsp;
Nous chantons.&amp;nbsp;
Je ramasse des brindilles&amp;nbsp;
Un beau nid, je fais&amp;nbsp;
Pour nous.&amp;nbsp;
Et nos petits bébés.&amp;nbsp;
Le futur est en magasin,&amp;nbsp;
La joie t&#39;attend.&amp;nbsp;
Nous regardons depuis les ailes.&amp;nbsp;
Mais, chanterons-nous?
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