The child stood, hurt and confused. There seemed to be no way out of the maze - she had tried and tried
walking this way and that, looking for the right way out. The giant had taken her out of her safe home
and dropped her in the middle of this prickly, confusing and dangerous place.
She had tried fighting her way through the walls of privet, but all she had succeeded in doing was
hurting herself more.
It was getting late, the night was… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on February 27, 2011 at 4:12pm —
There was once a young woman. She stood, at the entrance gate of a garden, and the size of the gate was so high and wide that she could see no way to climb in, or walk round, for the garden was surrounded by a very high wall. Covering the wall was a thicket of dark thorns - sharp and needle pointed, and all facing towards her.
She had been told by her father that in order to start a new life she had to enter this garden, using a golden key. And this key was inside the… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on November 3, 2010 at 3:37pm —
We are human beings, not human doings, and in every way we are made up of many colours, some dark, some light, some demanding, some gentle.
The dark and demanding are necessary for us to take action and the gentle and spiritual are for nurturing.
When we accept all that we are, then we can accept all that is in others.
Added by Olivia Wells on September 22, 2010 at 12:06pm —
In the times of great long ago, there lived a woman, in China.
This woman was very unhappy, her family had thrown her out, she had no home, no family and was in the depths of despair.
"What am I to do - how can I live when there is nothing in this life and nobody who loves me?"
She sat quietly by the side of the river, her tears forming a tiny stream which flowed down to meet the waters of the river.
Each tiny tear pooled at her side until they all… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 19, 2010 at 6:58am —
Take a leaf,
from the heart of a friend,
it is there to share with you
spend it wisely,
the love that it brings
is valid for time long
and a day.
Measure it and you will see
that it reaches beyond the sunrise
and slips between your fingers
if you let it go.
it is intended,
just for you.
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:22am —
is ringed around with every feeling that
exists in this wide universe.
Like a silver coated rainbow running
rings round my soul, in darkness
and lightness, pulled here and there
I sit amidst the storm of passion and
fury, waiting for the centre to pass,
not to be swept away by the emotional
trash that flings itself my way,
the emotional detritus of everyone… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:21am —
Today I raised my voice and said
"Love - its time to come here and hold hands,
we're struggling, pushing our way
through the mud of every day life and there you
sit, just watching and laughing!"
Love turned to me and smiled,
"What do you want of me? All I
have given you, you turn away
and throw down as if rubbish
was more important.
I say that the rubbish of love is
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:19am —
That grey ol sky, he just poured raindrops on me,
so I looked up and pointed at him.
"Hey sky, whatchoo think you doin?
I don't deserve this rain! Why for you cryin?"
The sky answered smiling
"Today is a day for rain, tomorrow may be a different day,
for sunshine, and today I am… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:18am —
is sitting on my hands, running through my fingers
it passes by like water that I just cannot
touch or feel.
When the tomorrow comes that is the final
tomorrow will things come to rest, or will
the puzzle still need to be solved?
the pieces lie in my lap, some of them seem to fit,
and others wait in the wings to be recognised.
What is the difference between the whole picture
and the tiny piece that I… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:15am —
Ode to a son...
Ode to a son.
Like an angry jewel,
your blood red rage
filled my soul
with black dread.
The demon in you, spoke
in words of fire
never finding space
to sip the milk of love
that was offered.
Sometimes the child
that you were,
appeared like a wraith
reaching out to me
in heart… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:14am —
Here. This once upon a time thing. This once it was and I was there. What is it? Shall I walk around it, or sit and watch it.
My hand reaches out to touch, and yet, I cannot see it. So near and yet so far. A bump. A tiny bird feeling - something old, not new, not borrowed and definitely blue.
The wind rushes by my window, just as I rush through life, not pausing to stop, to wait - just for a moment.
This one thing, has been waiting beside, behind, and above, for… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:12am —
Today I threw spears at my soul,
I took up a burnished sword,
and cut out my heart,
calling myself names that you wouldn't understand,
shouting at myself like there was no tomorrow,
until the wise teller inside me said
"peace...what is point of your raging,
there is nothing that you have done
that needs changing - all is here and
all is well"
So I shook her hand, and said thank you
smiling, briefly, and waving my knife
behind my… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:11am —
Today I saw you,
lost in a little world,
that was yours, dreaming
listening, singing songs
that had nothing to do with me,
a world that I cannot touch
cannot see, and will never know.
Robbing me of the human
being that I know, or knew,
smiling a smile that I've never seen
before, for some reason that is
And a child, lost in his quietness,
writing invisible things in the sky,
watching beyond my sight and… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 17, 2010 at 8:09am —
There was once a white dragon, one that lived on the very edge of time, splitting her life into distinct places which…
Added by Olivia Wells on September 6, 2010 at 6:00am —
A little girl was walking through a dark forest, the sky was crying huge tears of rain and everything was soaking wet - and so was she.… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on July 28, 2010 at 4:14pm —
Once upon a many times, there lived a young woman. As the world turned so did her days. Days of sunshine, days of rain, days of loud and
soft, clear and calm, thunder and lightening. She was a strong young woman who
loved the circle of days, of seasons, and never questioned the workings of the
Out walking one day, she went further away from her home than usual. She trod a path, which took… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on March 28, 2010 at 7:00am —
Once upon a long time ago, longer ago than the length of an elephant’s heartbeat, there lived a woman and a child.
The woman always wore silk, red silk – a beautiful gown that clung just so, and as she moved, the whisper of it's message bought joy and happiness to her and to her son.
This child loved his mother deeply, and willingly buried his face every moment he could in the folds of her red silk gown, breathing in her smell and feeling the silky… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on November 18, 2009 at 1:15pm —
Many years ago, in a time of sunshine and flowers, there lived a young girl. She had been brought up in a well to do house, with everything she wanted, the best food, the best drink, the nicest clothes, and yet..somehow her life was not happy.
There was an unfulfilled longing within her that she could not reach. She searched all her pockets, but found nothing, she looked through all her drawers, and into her cupboards, she checked the roof spaces… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on October 30, 2009 at 6:00pm —
Long ago, in the time before time itself, a large round rock lay in the middle of a forest. The rock was huge, its surface was smooth, and when the rain fell on its top, it rang like a deep bell.
Growing all around this rock was a myriad of flowers, all colours, all shapes, all sizes. A carpet of colour fit for a queen.
Each time the rain fell and the rock sang, more and more flowers grew around it.
Slowly the… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on October 19, 2009 at 11:30am —
Dedicated to Roi who is ill in hospital right now...
Many long years ago, as long ago as the length of my nose, there lived a man.
This man lived a quiet and gentle life, eating, drinking, and working as everybody does, subsisting and making his way in the world enough to keep his world balanced.
It was spring, the sun was shining very early, and the birds started to sing beautiful… Continue
Added by Olivia Wells on September 27, 2009 at 5:00pm —