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Moments in time, reflections, my precious jigsaw puzzle...

Priceless memories, thoughts and thanksgiving for the blessings of people, animals, places and experiences granted to me on my life's journey.

They tell us don't look back
but it's only in looking back
we see how far we have travelled

On The Water...

Dolphin in Moray Firth
Reflection at the water's edge
Jump For Joy!
A dolphin in the Moray Firth.
Quiet Reflection
" Holy Spirit, I give thanks for another day,"


My "Living Arrows"


And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, "Speak to us of Children."
And he said:

"Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts.
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you
with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer's hand be for gladness;
For even as he loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable."

~ Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931) ~

My beloved Pushka

Ali and Pushka      Ali and Pushka

The Wise One

Where do I start
to tell you
how much I love you?

You are my greatest blessing
wrapped up in cat skin;
Oh, I know you are not a cat;
You have chosen that guise.

Words become redundant
for the love in my heart
Never a 'cat person'
you stormed my barricades
re-wrote my intuition
educated me
melted me.

My life is enriched
I am hopelessly
to you.

© Alison Stormwolf

"...What is man without the beast?
If all the beasts were gone,
man would die from a great loneliness of spirit..."
~ a part of Chief Seattle's
Treaty Oration, 1854
About This Poem:
Animals have been my greatest teachers. I could not live in a world without them.



Yep! That's me... Alison (Stormwolf) Bunker

Dedication to my Dad

Nairn skyline at sunset

Nairn skyline at sunset (The Darkest Hour is Just Before the Dawn.)
Dedicated to my father Jackie Bunker.


For Dad

I sense your presence
in the beauty of the Nairn sunset...
I see you running as a young boy
down to the harbour...
I know your spirit
as I read Omar Khayyam...
For I see through your eyes.
I understand your trials,
for I know your heart.
How then....
can you EVER be dead to me?

© Alison Stormwolf

"And this I know: Whether the one True Light
Kindle to Love or Wrath consume me quite
One flash of IT within the Tavern caught
Better than in the Temple lost outright."

~ The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam ~

Nairn Sunsets

Sunset over the Moray Firth
Dawn over Culbin Forest
Sunset over the Moray Firth from Nairn
Photo by kind permission  Jules Marchant
Dawn Over Culbin Forest

"Awake! for Morning in the Bowl of night
Has flung the Stone that puts the Stars to flight:
And Lo! the Hunter of the East has caught
The Sultan's Turret in a Noose of light."
~ The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam ~
Sunset at Nairn Harbour                       
Leaving Nairn Harbour at Sunset.                       

Photo by kind permission Jules Marchant                       

On The Path...

photo by Peter Asprey
road signposts
Photo by Peter Asprey

"Does the road wind uphill all the way?
Yes to the very end
Will the day's journey take
the whole day long?
From morn to night, my friend."
~ Christina Rossetti 1830-1894 ~ 

"Life is an obstacle race we chose from birth. We all have the inevitable swings and roundabouts. Many of my poems were written from that park of learning!"
~ © Alison Stormwolf ~



Learning the Way
(To My Children)

There was a time I stood in the shadows;
No longer am I that fugitive from the light.
Always questioning, my grasshopper mind
rendered me adrift from truth,
until I returned to square one
to re- enact my search.
Oh, so painful was it all.

So face me now and tell me where I fail?
So you may not see yourself
when you look at me?
I have chosen a different path
which may vary from yours.

Celebrate my uniqueness;
I wish I could give you my insight,
save you from the pain and confusion
of trying to explain the inexplicable,
the elevating of the dull and lifeless ways
of the conventional world.
But to be able to experience great joy,
means being able to plumb great depths.

Fly high
Dive deep


© Alison Stormwolf

Music Track: "To Go Beyond, Enya"