Josephine Mackenzie Spiritualist Medium

25/09/2025

Good Morning 🙏🏻❤️

18/09/2025

01/09/2025

Dear Eeyore,
I know,
sometimes the sky
stays gray
even when the sun
says hello.

And the thistle
tastes bitter,
and your tail
won’t stay on,
and everything feels
like a long slow trudge
through mud-soaked
Mondays.

But listen
I love you anyway.
I love you
even when
your head hangs low
and your voice
is made of sighs.
Even when you think
you’re too much
or not enough
or something in between.
You don’t have to be cheerful
to be cherished.
You don’t have to bounce
or whistle
or shine.

You just have to be here,
exactly as you are
a little droopy,
a little blue,
but always, always
worthy of love.

And if you forget,
I’ll remind you.

I’ll remind you
with quiet things
cozy blankets
and warm tea
and sitting beside you
when you can’t find your way
back to happy.

The Hundred Acre Wood
wouldn’t be the same
without your footsteps,
even if they are slow.

So rest, Eeyore.
I’m not going anywhere.

Love,
Me

•
Fabulous Poem by ⓒ Angi Sullins
from her book "The Fragile and The Fierce" more on her FB page.

With love
Fiona
www.earthmonk.guru

art ⓒ alice stewart

24/08/2025

24/08/2025

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