My Morgana
This is a lonely place, far from the screaming crowd: a place where nature rules and memories have powers; a place where you can hear music and magic words and maybe learn to be a wiser one
Sunday, June 25, 2017
Mother Earth is weeping:her refreshing waters are shrinking and temperature is rising...Here in Avalon I can still enjoy the gentle touch of my hands over silver running streams in a place where foliage announces the season's change. Here, near the spring, dried leaves are lingering on the water surface offering the little harmless creatures of the woods a simple cup where to drink from.Don't be taught by thirst. Learn before it is too late
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
Morgana is back after a long long period of silence. Eons of silence....She speaks from Avalon. her speeches are like angels' visits.......short and far between.......she does not like the miserable humdrum of human mortals but she feels the duty to warn all those people who endanger Mother Earth everyday with their foolish deeds.
Don't wait for that day when you mourn the dying sun, sick amidst poisoned vapours and collapsing inside greyish toxic air........The Planet Earth is crying for help: why don't you hear it?
Don't be forever deprived of such a beautiful golden light embracing you before the sunset ...What gift the chill of pure morning air can be for your tired body, what balm the scented breeze of distant flowers for your spirit still plunged in mumbness.......
Don't lose these riches out of nonsensical stupidity to curse later what cannot be amended anymore....
Time is thicking and Mother Earth is weeping
Thursday, June 15, 2017
Thursday, August 23, 2012
Morgana has got an extraordinary gift: she is wise and can help you recover from your sadness, and grief; sadness is there, when love is gone and then sadness comes with irs worst akin ,that is illness. The ancient said that doctors cure and nature heals, so turn your eyes to the natural world which surrounds you: the changing seasons with their colours and scents, flowers and birds, the white clouds above us floating in opaline skies.. When you are here, with me, you will always be surrounded by marvellous landscape ; music and poetry will be our food for thought. My company will help you to overcome your sorrow, to heal your illness, to find again the strenght you lost. Relax....
Aug. 23rd, 2012
Who's Morgana?
Morgana's identity is shrouded in mystery, like the thick fogs of Avalon, the secret place where she lives ; this place is accessible to no human being. Only Merlin, the magician can visit her in her seclusion, but he's always somewhere else. She is the Queen of nothingness and of everything, the Lady who protects the sacred wood and the flowing rivers, the blossoming flowers in spring and the changing foliage in fall. Morgana helps, Morgana gives advice, Morgana is wise as she can see and encompass everything. Morgana is the spirit of true , everlasting love. Talk to Morgana.....
Who's Morgana?
Morgana's identity is shrouded in mystery, like the thick fogs of Avalon, the secret place where she lives ; this place is accessible to no human being. Only Merlin, the magician can visit her in her seclusion, but he's always somewhere else. She is the Queen of nothingness and of everything, the Lady who protects the sacred wood and the flowing rivers, the blossoming flowers in spring and the changing foliage in fall. Morgana helps, Morgana gives advice, Morgana is wise as she can see and encompass everything. Morgana is the spirit of true , everlasting love. Talk to Morgana.....
Tuesday, August 21, 2012
This is a lonely place, far from the screaming crowd: a place where nature rules and memories have powers; a place where you can hear music and magic words and maybe learn to be a wiser one; This is a place where love guides our mind and actions and where love protects us from every evil. Don't be afraid to come to Avalon, as woods and mist will conceal you from your enemies; enjoy the beauty of the trees, the flowers, the little ponds; enjoy the silence which whispers you the truth. Listen to me....
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