Findhorn Magic


Fresh breezes blow across my arid land,
Inspiring green new growth of love and life;
New trees seemingly spring up in the sand,
Dematerializing any strife.
Hot sunshine warms the soles of my cold feet,
Out-glowing little sparks in my heart,
Reaching parts that others can never meet;
No winds to shake my tranquil world apart…
Seeds can be sown in peaceful times like this;
Mother Earth bestows blessings on her child,
As nature gives each her most gentle kiss,
Guiding the world-weary in from the wild.
Into a new awareness of being,
Consciousness leaps to new ways of seeing.

About cdsmiller17

I am an Astrologer who also writes about world events. My first eBook "At This Point in Time" is available through most on-line book stores. I have now serialized my second book "The Star of Bethlehem" here. And I am experimenting with birth and death charts. If you wish to contact me, or request a birth chart, send an email to (And, in case you are also interested, I have an extensive list of celebrity birth and death details if you wish to 'confirm' what you suspect may be a past-life experience of yours.) Bless.
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