A Track Of Light!

Sunshine

Sunshine (Photo credit: Emdadi)

”I will not wish thee riches, nor the glow of greatness,

But that wherever you go, some weary heart shall

Gladden at thy smile, or shadowed life know

Sunshine for a while.

And so thy path shall be a track of light,

Like angel’s footsteps passing through the night!

(inscriptions words on a church wall in Upwaltham, England, Petworth, West Sussex)

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These words gladden my heart and I hope you’ll find wisdom in it friends!

Much Love.

Always:)

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Falling Stars And The Year Of Dreams…

Tough

(Photo credit: Woq)

The shadows inched closer and I watched the wind walking with the legs of a deer.

What kind of hope lie in wait for the coming year?

I have no idea, said the old man, new year

are best for great ideas.

 Tears of the rainbow has nothing to do with the wishes of an orphan.

I lost a dear friend old man, I said, walking beside the sea of dreams

We all lose people at one time or the other, said the old man

The most important thing is not to lose yourself.

The year has been okay, I mused, wrapping my robes tighter

 Others don’t have it so good.

People have died, dreams extinguished!

Then do something about it, he said and left me

I watched him go and I saw falling stars hitting my little

house beside the lake.

Strange, I sighed

Life is strange indeed, said the wind, dancing with the lake.

I saw the falling stars by my window

I tried to stop them but I couldn’t

How can I help?

Dear friends, it’s been a great year, some dreams go unfulfilled, others need more work but one thing I realise is, it’s never too late. New Years are for fresh ideas, hold your loved ones tighter, tighten up your belt and fill your mind with positive thoughts. Work hard and you’ll see great results. Things don’t always go the way we want sometimes, but that is why the sun ALWAYS rise again.

Don’t give up on yourself!

Happy New Year (in advance) great friends and I love you all!!!

A Love Is Born And Peace Is Given

Sorrow

Sorrow (Photo credit: Christolakis)

The angels sing and heralds a glorious cheer

Mourning flees and Hope is rekindle

Gloom was replaced by shouts of Joy

Weeping fled, it was replaced with glee

Sorrows flee to the distant sea as the clouds roar in praise

The sea rise to the songs of glorious beings arrayed in attires of

splendour.

Trumpets sounds and we rushed to cheer!

Merry Christmas I say to my friends and strangers in the street.

I love you all, says I, daughter of

Peace…

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I wish you my friends, a peaceful and joyous Christmas and to everyone who gave me awards, I appreciate you all from the bottom of my heart! Enjoy this season and give your souls reasons to cheer. Allow no place for sorrow or regret. Enjoy Today, December 24 2012 (here in the UK) is not coming again.

I love you friends:)

Tales Of Five Lies And Stepping Into Greatness!

 Tales Of Five Lies

I want to give you my readers, few nuggets to chew on my book, aptly titled, ”Tales Of Five Lies.” And for the record, nobody can predict the end of the world, so why not enjoy yourselves, tuck into your turkey and march into your glorious future!

Excerpts;

It was a dark and lonely place. Time dragged on excruciatingly slow and I was contemplating going back to my comfortable bed when I saw a man darting behind a tree. All my senses came alive and I watched with apprehension, my hand on the gun my dad gave me before he died. I always take it with me as a safety measure.

I stood still watching every movement the man made, I noticed he glanced round briefly, apparently satisfied he was alone then he whistled. Two men emerged from the shadows dragging a bulging bag between them. My mind went wild with all kinds of theory, what could they be burying at that time of the night and how on earth did my best friend got a whiff of their plans? Something was not right, I could feel it deep within my bones.

They got a secluded spot and began digging…

******Step Into Greatness

Stepping Into Greatness!

That’s it dear friends, hope you’ll put a big smile on my face this Christmas by letting me know what you think of my book, I value your opinions Greatly. 2013 would be a glorious year, just step into your greatness because if you believe it, you would certainly have it! Happy holidays and a Merry christmas! Remember, Life Is What You Make Of It

Merry Xmas Everyone!

A Straw In The Wind

Straw

Straw (Photo credit: GlacierTim)

The wind kept blowing, taking me to places I never wanted to be

I felt myself been lifted high above the clouds and I sigh!

I saw a girl with brown hair, laughing

I fell back into the grass

There was no sound

Her laughter echoes and the force of it threw me off course and I drifted off

She giggles and I envied her beauty and innocence.

No wonder, I am envious, I am only a straw

Nobody cares for a straw

Lifeless straw!

Humans stepped on me but I can feel and sniffs tales from afar

Christmas is near, the end of the age is not far, some says

I have no qualms, after all

I am only a straw in the wind

with no cares in the world

Why do humans worry for what they cannot change!

Why stress over destiny?

Why fret over imaginations?

Why do they live in the past?

Afraid to move on!

I have no idea

Besides, I am only a straw

with no cares in the world

Wheeee, the wind is back

And as it took me off

I saw the girl with the brown hair again

And I wonder

What fate awaits her!

This is one of my poetic thoughts, I hope you’ll enjoy reading my life as a straw!

Happy Holidays Everyone! It’s Xmas soon isn’t it?

The Supernatural…

The Superntural

(Photo credit: Andreas Krappweis)

This is a true story, please read on…

Gross darkness blanket our street as ravenous fever raged through my body like an inferno. My mom mopped my body with towels trying to bring the rampaging fever down. I  watched with trepidation, my lips parched and dry.

It dawned on me that if I survive the night, I would be in the clear, but morning was like light years away. My mom looked at me with a mournful expression in her brown expressive eyes.

”You should have given your consent.”

”No mom,” I whispered with a vigorous shake of my head. I refused surgery because I had premonitions it would only worsen my condition.

Let me rewind back, to a week earlier…

I was a boisterous nineteen year old university girl. I was popular, well liked and friendly. Hardly would you see me with a frown, I was always smiling, why not? Life was good. My boyfriend ( now my husband) was one of the nicest man on campus, my course work was excellent but everything changed one windy night when I had a sharp pain in my left  ear.

I thought nothing of it until almost a week later when I couldn’t hear properly, my condition rapidly disintegrated overnight and my boyfriend brought me home. My dad bundled me into  his car and off we go!

At the hospital, the doctor did all sorts of tests and the final verdict was I had a growth in my ear and surgery was the right course of treatment but I refused and he sent me home with some medications. My neck was immobile, I couldn’t turn my head, I couldn’t eat and my ear hurt like hell, it was as if my throat was on fire! I was now torn between the devil and the deep blue sea, I chose the sea and my dad brought me back home.

I strode to my room and laid on my bed wondering if I had made the right decision. An earlier explosion on a transformer had plunged the street into darkness, my mom had left a lantern in my room but it suddenly went off. I listened to my breathing as pain racked through my body. The pain killers and antibiotics were powerless against the ferocious attack and I slowly drifted off into a dreamless slumber.

I don’t know how long I slept for but I woke up to a strange feeling, I was no longer alone, I wanted to call out but my voice was gone and I prayed this simple prayer.

God, if you are real, please heal me now,”

prayer..

prayer.. (Photo credit: aronki)

Few minutes after my prayer, I heard soft tapping on my bedroom floor…one…two…three and I felt a hand on my left shoulder and I heard this words,

”I am here,”

And peace washed over me and I was off again, this time around I must have slept for hours because when I woke up, everywhere was silent.

I stood up and the first thing I realise was, I could move my neck.

My throat was clear and my white night-dress was soaked with pus coming from my ear, I could swallow.

I’ve been healed!

That experience was so real and I knew God answers prayers. That was my first tangible experience with the supernatural!

That was one of the reasons why I write supernatural thrillers, has anyone else experienced some strange encounters? I’ll love to read your story.

Thanks for reading my post:)

I Whisper A Prayer…

English: Peak of Bear Mountain (Connecticut). ...

English: Peak of Bear Mountain (Connecticut). Taken with digital camera in June, 2005 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 My heart bleeds for the pointless killings of innocent children in Connecticut… My heart bleeds and I whisper a prayer of comfort to those hurting parents and children. The deaths are unimaginable, the pain unbearable.

Hopes dashed, dreams quashed, the pain indescribable.

Destroy all these guns, arrest this evil monster, this happens too many times. Beautiful, innocent children, they’ve got no sin, no stain yet cut down so early. My heart bleeds, my prayers to the parents affected. Words fail me!

When shall these killings stop? When shall the insane heal? This happens too often, something must be done. Children must be protected, nobody deserves to die, least of all children.

As a parent, I offer my prayers, my tears fall and I hope for a miracle.

My fingers are numb, my eyes are heavy, my heart is….

Looking for answers.

Why kill?

I have no answer, I just whisper a prayer.

Please pray with me…

The Angel By The Sea-Shore

An animated sequence of pictures of a small hu...

An animated sequence of pictures of a small humpback whale diving beneath the surface. Creator: Hersfold (talk/work) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I stood suspended thirty feet above sea level with hands akimbo. I stared in delight and watched with pleasure at the creatures of the sea, Seals playing with their kind, and then chasing after penguins.

I saw the humpback whale and her calf gliding beneath the surface of the deep, feeding on krill, plankton and juggling with delight, their gigantic bodies causing ripples in the cold arctic sea.

And then I saw him and my heart lurched with fear and admiration! It was the angel by the sea-shore, my sister would not believe me when I tell her the angel really exists.

I was mesmerised by his beauty. The massive wings and the muscular arms enthrall me and I dived towards him, intent on touching those wings to be sure he was real.

Angel 013

Angel 013 (Photo credit: Juliett-Foxtrott)

My feet touched the soft sand and I stood still, silently, waiting for his reaction. His massive wings opened up in glorious splendour, the sinews within his wings and veins rippled with power and I gushed out in delight, such was his beauty.

I heaved my arms and floated above him and slowly drifted forward, not feeling safe standing solitary behind him. I gazed at the top of his head as his golden hair danced to the wind and every sound ceased.

”Who are you?” I summoned the courage to ask, a safe distance away from him but the angel said nothing and then I flew close to him, my eyes boring into his and I seemed to be staring at the depth of mystery.

His eyes glowed like a lone fire in the snow, they looked like two white doves. When he raised his enormous arms, the waves of the sea took notice. His finely sculptured face was like a fine work of art. His beautifully shaped mouth was slightly opened and when he spoke, his voice sounded like thunder.

”Time be still,”

And I moved back, I hated to admit it but I was scared, and I shouldn’t be because I ruled the sea. I watched his upturned arms which were like two pillars of the earth but suddenly, the mystery deepened.

The open sea roared like a woman in labour, his arms were sending out  strange signals and I watched open-mouthed as the sea was rolled like a carpet, the depths of the deep was revealed in one clean swoop and I didn’t find it funny. My stomach knotted in fear as the sea creatures groaned in despair at the intrusion.

”Stop this at once,” I said firmly.

And he looked at me as a father would look at an errant child.

”My name is judgement but they also call me peace. I judge to give peace.”

”Just put down your hands,” I begged and the angel did as he was told, his eyes never leaving mine for a second but I took flight watching from a safe distance, waiting to see what he would do.

The Islanders must know about his presence at once.

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I love writing supernatural thrillers, most of my works tend to delve deep into the mysterious worlds of angels and I would definitely let you in on a secret soon. Thanks for reading my story friends!

Seyi sandra:

This was actually my first post, I was writing a new post when I read through this article and I thought it was right for this moment in time. Hope you’ll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Originally posted on seyisandradavid:

A View of Earth from Saturn

A View of Earth from Saturn (Photo credit: alpoma)

Of recent, I have watched different programmes about the end of the world. And it really got me thinking of what really matters, not the bills which sneaked stealthily through my door this morning, nor my recalcitrant agent or my elusive publishers. None of this weighty issues bothered me this morning when I woke up but just this  composite thought. Our beautiful earth is groaning under the weight of incessant wars, uncontrollable population and sheer wickedness and cruelty directed towards all living things. The degree and level with which these atrocious acts have been repeatedly committed is alarming. And I thought, will the world truly come to an end?

Yes, there will be an end, but no one can really predict the exact time and moment. And you would think that sometimes we should just pause and reappraised our lives, but do we do that? Don’t know about…

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The LightHouse Keeper

The lighthouse keeper Hans Petur Kjærbo is cha...

The lighthouse keeper Hans Petur Kjærbo is changing the bulbs in the lighthouse of Akraberg, which is the southernmost place in Suðuroy and in the Faroe Islands, except for Flesjarnar (scerries). He lived in Akraberg for some years, but moved away after the Christmas hurricane in Dec. 1988. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The year 2012 is slowly drawing to a close and I can’t help but reflect on so many things that has happened to me and the beautiful people I am privilege to have rubbed minds with. And while reflecting, the lighthouse keeper came vividly to my subconscious mind. I have mulled over the duties of a lighthouse keeper for days on end, their usefulness, are they necessary? Or just an oddity to be added to a necessary feature? And it hit me with a bang, lighthouse keepers are SAVIOURS, they prevent catastrophes from occurring, according to Wikipedia and I quote;

A lighthouse keeper is the person responsible for tending and caring for a lighthouse, particularly the light and lens in the days when oil lamps and clockwork mechanisms were used. Keepers were needed to trim the wicks, replenish fuel, wind clockworks and perform maintenance tasks such as cleaning lenses and windows. Electrification and other automated improvements such as remote monitoring and automatic bulb changing made paid keepers resident at the lights unnecessary. In the US, periodic maintenance of the lights is now performed by visiting Coast Guard Aids to Navigation teams.”

You all know I must be heading somewhere with this but just check this out again, also by Wikipedia;

English: North Reef Lighthouse, Queensland - L...

English: North Reef Lighthouse, Queensland – Lighthouse keeper (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Lighthouses mark dangerous coastlines, hazardous shoals, reefs, safe entries to harbours, and can also help in aerial navigation. Once widely used, the number of operational lighthouses has declined due to the cost of maintenance and replacement by modern electronic navigational systems.”

We all have our ”lighthouse keepers” and I think we should be thankful  for having them in our lives. We should appreciate, nurture and never allow them disappear from our lives. Our ”lighthouse keepers” could be our spouses, our friends, our families, colleagues at work, writers who inspired us by their works, it could even be something we read in our blogging community because I can testify to it that I have been nourished by incredible posts written by people in this beautiful community, I am blessed and eternally grateful to such great writers!

Love ? I love love love you.

Love ? I love love love you. (Photo credit: @Doug88888)

You all know my quotes by now, life is too short… Live well, love well, appreciate your friends and people who have been sources of blessings and inspiration to you, ignore people who put you down, forgive quickly so you don’t rot, be a source of blessing to others and 2013 will be a great year indeed if you abide by these rules (wink)!

I just want to say to all my wonderful readers, you are my ”light keepers, my friends” and I appreciate every one of you.

My eldest son celebrated his tenth birthday today! Hooray!! I am also working furiously to release the second edition of my novel, ‘The Feet Of Darkness,” (Wish me luck) and ”Tales Of Five Lies” is doing okay, thanks to friends like Danny Breslin, who read it on his kindle and posted a wonderful review!

And to everyone who has nominated me for awards, I thank you and love you all.

Love and Peace!