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Wordle: Special Delivery

The band played loudly as the secret agent made his way to the back of the smoke-filled bar. His way was blocked by a thuggish-looking doorman.
“Why should I let you through?” He asked, menacingly.
The spy laughed in contempt, holding open the bag he was carrying to reveal the contents to the doorman. Not one word did he utter.
“Good answer.” The doorman pushed open the heavy door to let the man in the over-sized overcoat walk through.
The bare walls and stone floor of this room caused the spy to reflect on his career. I remember the days I’d go on proper missions, he thought as he heard giggling coming from yet another room off this one. He picked up a small square card from a rickety table in the corner, and did as the instructions told him.
He left he pizza on the table, and took the small wad of cash that had been left beside the card. He kept the change. Still, the pay’s good in this malarkey.
He lifted his collar, pulled open the heavy door once again, walked straight passed the thuggish doorman, across the bar and out through the exit into the night.


A slightly different attempt at the Wordle this week, as I’ve used the words in a short (200 word) tale, rather than one of my random rhymes.

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Letters to the Universe… The Energy Edition!

Dear Legs,
How good you’ve been to help me with my long overdue exercises this week. Yes, I’m aware that I haven’t actually ran that many steps, but it is always good to start gently and then build up. At least by doing what I have done, I have given myself just a little more energy – a little get up and go – and I can climb stairs without gasping for as many breaths as I had done so before. And here I was last week complaining about you throbbing with vigour. You do a lot, so thank you.

Dear Lion’s Gate Portal,
I’m pleased you have opened this week, and sent bursts of energy in our direction. I must apologise for not really knowing that much about you, as I’d only started hearing about you about a month ago, but you are a fascinating phenomenon – and one that can be felt! I must also apologise for not knowing the correct way to address you; Lionsgate Portal, Lions Gate Portal or Lion’s Gate Portal… at least I’ve used all three over the past couple of weeks, so it’s all good! Here’s to more great energy!

Dear Blogging,
I think my energy levels are on the increase again. I’m feeling inspired, although inspiration at times does need a bit of persuasion to make an appearance – but in the end it does, so it’s all good. I may even get back into writing, reading and commenting very soon… but one step at a time.

Dear Painting,
It has been another week without anything being painted, I know. With my energy levels being on the up, I may get around to painting again next week. My intention is to paint at least once a fortnight, and share the outcome here on the blog. I need the practice, I know, and not doing anything isn’t getting me anywhere near the practice I need. Time to start stirring those creative artistic energies once again, methinks!

Dear Third Eye,
I’m still working on opening you, so don’t worry. Since I’ve started those ‘exercises’ (namely meditation!) I have been feeling a lot calmer, and long may it continue. Just breathing seems to draw a lot of positive energy in, and the more positive the better. Here’s to more spiritual openings!

Dear Positive Vibes,
(((((Thank you)))))
Both for coming into me, and being reflected out again. Positivity is always the way forward!

Dear Blogland,
I’ve created a new candle for you to use as and when you wish. This is to focus on positivity. Let’s get that good energy out there!

Positivity Candle

Other candles are available here.

Dear Time,
Have I noticed the impossible? I seem to be experiencing moments where I can actually gather a breath! Not that I’m complaining, I hasten to add. Please continue to improve this excellent balance, and all will be well. Thank you for what you’ve done so far!

And to finish… Dear All,
Another round up of letters completed. Slightly shorter than usual, but we’re saving energy here at Beyond the Sphere this week. Not using as many letters for the letters, so to speak. Saving energy isn’t a bad thing for the environment either (types I with three rooms lit up brightly and I only use one at a time… best get that sorted!) Have a good weekend with an amazingly fabulous uplift to your energies also – however you wish to use them.

Thank you for reading!

P.S. Here’s a painting of a very large swirling mass of energy, far out toward the edge of the Solar System, just because:

Well, I do like to link to my other blog from time to time, so why not?


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The Tree at the Edge of Elsewhere

Right at the edge of Elsewhere sits a quaint and magical forest. Full of old trees, echoes of legends whisper through the leaves as the gentle breeze makes its way to the centre of the forest. Knowledge comes flooding in. Sense of purpose. Hope. Dreams. Wisdom. Realisation.

Elsewhere is forever changing. It adapts to suit the mood of the observer. It creates shadows if shadows are needed. Stories too, if required. Look beyond the final tree at Legends Point and a whole new world opens up ahead, within arm’s reach. Almost within grabbing distance.

That new world is there to be grabbed. Well, to be made. Elsewhere provides the inspiration, the enthusiasm, the spark and the flicker of light to set things in motion. The idea for the way forward.

The final tree is known locally as the Elsew Tree.

Those same locals know that taking the tree out of the equation, leaves only here behind.

Here is now.

And Now is where all of those dreams of Elsewhere really begin.


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Wordle: The Alchemist

The Nutty Alchemist cleared his throat
As he began with his latest concoction
Into the pot he tumbled things
That he considered the best option
Beneath the surface of the boiling water
The contents were simmered and stirred
And he carefully watched as he gingerly mixed
And uttered his magical word

The pot rattled its chains that held it secure
Upon the old stone floor
As the blended punch within the pot
Altered its matter and state and more

The Nutty Alchemist watched with glee
As his concoction bubbled and burst
He cleared his throat and laughed out loud
And labelled his talents no longer cursed
Inside the pot with the colour of gold
The liquid was starting to set
So he spooned the contents into tins
Knowing he’d won his own silly bet!

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