Sarah de Nordwall blog

A black sheep ate my business notes,I tell you cos it’s true.I went to a business enterprise classBut I ended up in a zoo. Because just beside Wandsworth Business VillageLies ‘King George’s Park”And with rabbits, canaries and budgies and goats,It’s a regular Urban Ark. And so I dawdled down Cherry Tree Walk;There were no business…

For the Hirsch Family in Mea Sherim Jerusalem 2010 June They greet each other with joy and tenderness as they enter. The word they use is the Yiddish ‘Shabbos!’, but it is pronounced Shabbis!Having spent an evening on the Blessed Sabbath Friday evening with this family and talking to Shoshanah, I felt so blessed and…

I’m sorry, but God is out of control. It’s alarming, but clear to see.He’s embarking on more and more projects each dayWithout consulting me. What I think it would be wise to doIs to section him off, on his ownIn a place where His schemes can play out to the fullBut He’ll chiefly be ‘Home…

‘Yes, it’ll just be gorgeous!’, said God with a gleeful grin.‘All the fun of the flesh, you know, with a spiritual life thrown in!’ ‘Well, I, think it sounds excessive indeed!’ said Lucifer, ‘What about me?Why should they get all the best of both worlds, absolutely free?’ ‘Because Lucificer, they’ll love it. Just imagine the…

God said, ‘Enjoy the Sacred Tree! Don’t consume it, Let it be.. Contemplate the fruit-filled boughWonder at beauty, bless and bow, Reverence its inviolate charmsAnd leave in peace from the grasping arms The Tree that exists for its sake aloneNot to be a victim of the take and own.’ But Eve attended to the Serpent’s…

You enjoy too much I thinkThe pleasures of unconsciousnessBut someone very near will bear The price that you won’t pay You rejoice too long I think In the palace of penumbraAnd in the planes between the worldsWhat tunes you love to play.I have stood too long I thinkBy a door without dimension ‘Lazarus dome forth…

I never heard Time speak.She holds her cloak around her secrets. Sometimes, though, she lays her picnic blanketOn the ground, But I provide the foodAs do those who might pass by. I never heard Time singingThough the trees she nurtures, who contain her presenceHold the birds who sing. They sense that love is in the…

Deborah Damage was dangerously used,Complicit in being entirely abused.With daring, embarking on healing the damaged,Within a life cycle destructively managed; By leading her always to nurture the cruelIn order to prove to herselfI’m the jewel, That can make the difference.I am the toolThe special, the useful oneNobody’s fool. Forgive me my father,Yet I’m your forgiver.It’s…

I speak but you don’t hit me.I leave the door ajar.You’ve told me all about yourselfAnd I know what you are. The more I lookThe more I loatheThe more I am attracted.By every word of kindness I am totally distracted And I forget the things I’ve learntAnd I want you to care.I want to change…