Beautiful Mantra Prayer Sung in Sanskrit

I came across this song of a Mantra Prayer to the Goddess (Devi) called Devi Prayer… if anyone is familiar with Sanskrit, please help translate it in the comments. Peace be with you.

Transmute The Fear

A short story from the dark side… You would never suspect I was a taker of lives. I didn’t grow up wishing to be this. I didn’t dream about killing my first victim. Synchronicity brought us together and started the deathly slow-train of thought in my mind. Slowly, it snaked round my brain. She wanted…

Be at peace with your demons

Almost every human has mental health problems. But most are in denial with their ego that they do. These people will manipulate others so that their world still serves them and they don’t have to admit to anyone or themselves that they have a problem. Those that lie, trick, cheat, manipulate and impose themselves on…

Wandering Wonderer

I spend too much time thinking. Not enough time doing. I wonder about this world, in ways that don’t fit with my normalised life. I’d like to be a wonderer, a person paid to just sit and wonder about everything, imagine anything and write and create the whirls of wonder that travel through me. I…

Novel beginnings

Feedback welcome on the novel I am writing, here are the first two chapters… Chapter One ~ A Fragment   We are standing on our edges. My edge is always The Bridge over the river, at the mouth of the sea. Arms outstretched, faces to the sky. It may look like we are going to…

The rabbit knows

​In the beginning, there was no beginning. And in the future there will be no future.

Breathing Moments

​I was told once that true enlightenment can be caught in one single moment, that stillness exists and can be found in the small spaces of stillness between each breath we breathe.  And they say if you can empty your mind completely, if you can find that true place of stillness, because it is a…

A Fly Little Soul

Picture the scene. It’s been a long day (and night) and finally bed is imminent. One thing however is stopping me from diving into my little duvet paradise. A fly, a fat one at that, buzzing around the bedroom. I can’t climb into bed yet, knowing that it may start dive-bombing my sleeping face, or…

My Death Sky

My death sky was pink and gold I was whispered secrets Never told.