Autumn Fields

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My poem this week is by Alfred Tennyson.

Tears from the depth of some divine despair

Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,

In looking on the happy autumn fields,

And thinking of the days that are no more.

Be Kind to Yourself

This week, I made a quick fun project from Brave Girl University,

using images from their Truth Rocks class by Melody Ross.

I resized the image file & mounted them on 1 inch by 1 inch squares of mountboard.

As I sand the edges, they become very tactile pieces. 

I placed them in an old tin, using one of the images for the lid.

#BeKind2Yourself Collection

I selected one inchie, without looking, to use as the prompt for today.

Be patient with yourself

Learn to be kind to yourself, then it will become second nature to be kind to others.

Eternal Joy

A complete poem by William Blake is my choice for this week's

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altered playing card.

He who binds to himself a joy

Does the wingèd life destroy;

But he who kisses the joy as it flies

Lives in eternity's sun rise.

Being your own Hero

The theme for Melody Ross's Soul School class this month is

Be your own Hero.

This month I have used an accordion fold mini-album by Lisa Bearnson,

 as the base for my class notes.

I cut the pages & punched holes through the cover & pages,

so I could use book rings to hold it together.

I added printed copies of the images from the class PDF

 together with typed notes.

The journal prompts are attached behind the images.

On the inside of the back cover,

I created a pocket to keep this month's Truth Cards.

I typed up my own words to add to the Truth Cards.

I have a few of these accordion-fold mini-albums left,

so I am planning to use them for the rest of the Soul School classes this year

& for some of Melody's other courses I am taking.

Circle round the Earth

Charles Madge's poem is this week's choice for my altered playing card as part of my

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project.

The sun, of whose terrain we creatures are,

Is the director of all human love,

Unit of time, and circle round the earth.

Autumn Postcard

Autumn is here & with it I feel a change

in the poems chosen for Poem for the Day One,

which is the book I am using as the inspiration for my

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altered playing card project.

This week, I have picked a few lines from a poem by A E Housman,

as these lines remind me of my train journey to London last week,

seeing the pine cones laying abandoned

on the rail tracks at one of the stations I passed through.

On the russet floors, by waters idle,

The pine lets fall its cone;

The cuckoo shouts all day at nothing

In leafy dells alone;