I embraced death I understood the cycle I lived with cycles Death, a door Door, a transition Transition, an end End was a beginning I accepted this I learned you can die Even when you are alive Blowing away in ruthlessness Burning in lies Freezing in merciless spite I learn what is accepting Like nature Just how it was Death like life A part of us Our divine And you can die Even when you are alive…. I never thought I would find out what love truly was during my calm and peaceful life in Elan Valley. I would wake up with the bright light of the sun, the birds telling their songs. After morning tea, go for a walk, sometimes along the river, sometimes on top of the hills, sometimes to the forest, sometimes on the road to the internet point… I bring food for the birds and squirrels who accompany me during my walk. One of my pathways was covered with dead blackberries and nettles. The nettles which burn everyone only itch my skin a tiny bit. The nettles heal my shingles. But the season is
My life totally changed when I was diagnosed with Autism at age fifty-two. I explore this in the SUDDENLY AUTISTIC/ASPIE section of my blog. The WANDERINGS section is for sharing about walking, hiking, sailing and travelling. In 2020 I spent 6 months in the Elan Valley. I wrote about my experience in the ELAN VALLEY section of the blog.