In my dream,
dolphins were playing with happy abandonment in a friendly sea.
I watched, enthralled.
Clapped my hands in delight and gratitude for their presence,
for their joy at just being.
My applause stopped their play and in mid-air, half in and half out of the water,
as still as statues, they looked at me.
Locked in their searching gaze,
I was aware of myself,
aware that we saw each other,
in that place of knowing that lies just below the surface of everyday.
Seeing the one in all.
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There is a gazebo at the end of the garden. It overlooks the estuary. When the tide is in, sea water pools around seaweed covered rocks. The sound is peaceful, meditative. I drink an early morning coffee, listen to the birds singing morning songs, watch a spider spin his fragile life between timber beams above my head. Even in the harshest of winters, the rise and fall of tides, sun-light on water, movement of sky, cloud, moon and stars, allows an awareness of nature behind the mask of perceived reality. I offer my words and pictures in celebration and gratitude to God, for allowing me a glimpse behind the mask.
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Bio: Teri Flynn was born in Wales of Welsh and Irish Parents. Educated in England, she moved to Co.Waterford, Ireland in 1997 where her Poetry has since appeared in “The Turning Tide” – an anthology of new writing from Co.Waterford. “Southward” The Journal of the Munster Literature Centre and “Imagine” The Tallow Writers Group quarterly review. Her poetry appears in “Sticky Orchard”, a group effort with Alan Garvey, Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill and grant assisted by Waterford County Council’s Arts Grant Scheme. “Listening To The Grass Grow” with Jim O’Donnell and Anthony O’Neill was published by Edward Power at Rectory press and most recently, in ‘Murmurings’, Remembering Anthony O’Neil, with Jim O’Donnell and Alan Garvey.
Her poem Queen Of The Sea was included in the Chesapeake Exhibition at RUH, Bath, 2011. Figurehead Carver, Andy Peters. Photographic display of Ship’s Figurehead Carvings by Richard Sibley – http://www.tallshipsgallery.com
A themed display of her oil paintings and poems entitled Cynefin, were on display in Waterford during The Imagine Festival in 2017. Cynefin-pronounced kuh-nev-in is a Welsh word meaning habitat or place. A place where a being feels it ought to live, where nature around you feels right and welcoming.
I’m grateful for your water dreaming, Teri. Lovely blessing for us all.
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Very happy for you to share this blessing j.h.
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thanks, Teri…there is wisdom in dreams…i see an awareness and inter-connectivity of all beings…
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Yes, Virgilio, we are all connected, with each, with nature, we knew this when we were children, it is wonderful to remember as adults.
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Beautifully written!
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Thank you Jimmy, for your comment, it was a beautiful dream.
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