This is Your Year

brightest star

This is your year, I just feel it for you, I know great things are on their way to you, feel how good that feels, visualise yourself in that place you are aiming for, your spirit is high and you are shining like the brightest star.  You are the brightest star in the sky….remember THIS IS YOUR YEAR, go make it happen!!

Clarabelle

Turning Dreams into Reality

Live Gig

I haven’t produced a blog post for over a week, it’s been so busy with my live Gig etc.. last week and my move to Dubai at the end of this month.

I just wanted to share with you one of my videos from my live Gig last Saturday in my home village of Carfin, 3 May 2014.  We had such a successful evening and the event was filled with lots of love and beautiful community spirit – it was so lovely to be part of.

The video that I share with you below is my original song, “I Am Here” which I created in May 2013 and I share with you, at the beginning of this video ,who it is dedicated to.

In under a year I turned my dreams into reality and I now hold those special memories of last Saturday’s Gig alive in my heart forever.

What would you like to be doing one year from now?……I encourage you to GO FOR IT!!

Happiness I Bring

Sometimes when I am in ‘creative thinking’ mode, it is like being in a mesmerized state of mind, where all the dots seem to connect perfectly.  It’s like being lost in my imagination and the rhythm feels just right – hard to explain really.  I distinctively remember creating the poem below, even though, in that moment, I had shut off from the world.  I was in that hypnotic happy state – it was pure escapism for me at the time as I was really unhappy in my job.  This is another poem from the year 1996, which I have now categorised as, ‘Out of my head and into the archives’.  In this fast world, may your day be filled with truth, love and serenity.  Clarabelle

poetry

Happiness I Bring

Faster and faster, the world goes by,

Moving unnoticed, until you stop and think, why?

I look up to the clouds, shades of dull white,

Overlapping with each other, in slow motion, at height.

Afar in the distance, images are faint,

A mixture of shapes, and colours I paint.

Reflections on windows, the opposite way round,

Birds swifting by, some silently sound.

Reality sometimes, feels such a beautiful thing,

It this moment now, happiness I bring.

poemsbyclarabelle, Created in 1996