Lady of the Lake poem I

I am so looking forward to being back at Llyn y Fan Fach in Wales in April 25-29th 2025. Perhaps the Maiden of the Lake will be welcoming you to jon us on this retreat.






​Lady of the Lake Poem I
Sometimes you chase away the clouds for us,
Lift up our hearts to the sun,
And soothe the racing horses of our mind.

Your communion with clouds and rain
Is a blessing.
Please help us to be resourced,
To also welcome rain and clouds,
And let them intermingle
With our flesh and bones
& experience them as a gift.

Thinking of you now,
You say your mother is the mists
And your father one of the Old Dragons.

I can see though that this is
As much about me as you.
For in your being
we see our own being.

You understand the nature of human
Thought and projection
And I am beginning
To feel and see what you mean.

Look for instance at the perturbed sleeper.
How they attack & battle with their flow of thoughts.

Encourage this sleeper to
Imagine a huge cave.
See a crowd of people there talking,
& feel the sound vibrations
Echoing off the walls.

Those echo’s,
That is thoughts nature.

The content is sparked off by
The play of past impressions
& the huge characters, archetypes,
You have in your mind.

Like an echo,
Abstracted from its source substance.
“Look to the way all things appear”
So said Master Empedocles.

Give room for manifestations to breathe,
You cannot control them.
A thought is beyond control,
Like an actor strutting on a stage,
They have their own script
They are playing from.

​Ease into the mist, clouds and sun
My sleeping brother.
Befriend the Old Dragon,
His fiery breath
Breathes
A lot of the thoughts
That stream through your mind.

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