Sunday, December 24, 2023

Dear Love

If not for you
the world would be 
a place with more disharmony.
If not for you
the light would not shine at night.
If not for you
our hearts would be less free
if not for you dear Love.
Blessings, peace and Love
for all you do
with just the glorious goodness of you.
Photo credit: Bee Porteous of a card made in USA
one Canoe two. Illustration letterpress 2016


Friday, December 22, 2023

Soft Green Fairy Grass

I well remember a time before you left,
when various garden birds were with us.
Honey-eaters were living here,
when you said to me
from far away there,
'Here, there are only sparrows to see'.
Now here where I live
with your ashes in the flowers,
with your feet in the green-seeding meadow,
I see little sparrows feeding,
playing in the fresh-soft fairy grass.
I know, you are home at last.

Thursday, December 7, 2023

As Rosy As A Peony Rose

As rosy as a peony rose
when petals come and go
we know
all is calm and all is well,
the flower has beauty for show and tell.
Then comes growth and maturity,
returning to seed,
nurturing the soil ready for renewal
possibly somewhere in a field of flowers,
yours and ours. 

Blessings, love and joy to Sweet-pea
for these rosy blooms in my room.


Saturday, December 2, 2023

The Beginning

When the new moon arrived,
followed by such glorious morning light
I let everything be as it is.
Here in this presence I delight in life.
I am quiet.
And yes,
I feel deeply absorbed
here, in the absolute beauty of stillness.
Here now, I am simple.
I am Being The Beginning.
I sit still. I face forward.
I stay at the beginning. 
Photo credit: SJ
13 November morning, Geelong, Australia.

Also thank you to Matt Kahn, at Sounds True One,
for teaching open-eye meditation. His latest book is called
'All For Love: the Transformative Power of Holding Space'



Friday, November 10, 2023

What Am I To Do?

If I would be like this tree
displaying glorious green potential,
so very many seeds to share
everywhere the breeze is blowing
all the while knowing
there is great goodness.
Like a tree, I would be
growing every day
sharing a peaceful place to rest
knowing all of us are blessed 
to be 
connecting deeply to Infinity.
I see the tree, the tree sees me.
I whisper quietly,
What am I to do?
And so we see
my way to connect today
is to share the seeds that I have seen
and say, trust the trees you pass by
will give more shelter for our birds
and generously lighten many hearts.
Bless the trees. Bless all the trees.
Bless all the birds.
Be a growing seed. Start wherever you are.
Be a welcoming heart.

Photo: the Boxelder-Maple tree, acer negunda


Monday, October 23, 2023

Where Fairy Bells Dwell

Sitting with you there is simple joy.
It is a restful softening place.
As all around tomorrow
wild winds are billowing,
enough so, that fairy bells 
will chime through the long night,
and may fly away 
to beautifully carpet the earth.

So I lie still through the storms
then find soft layers of pink flower-bells
are gently warming other lands.

Sunday, October 22, 2023



Dear Friends,
This is post 667 
We have come a long way in thirteen years.
My delightful Spaniel, Bobby 
is resting in the warm spring sunshine.
Love and blessings 
Bee xo

Saturday, October 21, 2023

Some Green Space

In my heart, I bring all the weary ones
to this green space
this peaceful place with tall trees.
It is a short track back to town.
All around apples, pears and cherries grow.
So we walk slowly,
just breathing fresh air and being there.

Saturday, October 7, 2023

These Seeds Of Light

On a Sunday night, many many years ago
we went a long way 
to a flower-reading meeting.
You were working in the garden,
so chose to bring a dandelion,
clock-full of seeds.
After driving and arriving in the city,
you took a crumpled folded sparsely seeded
fragile specimen from your Levi jacket pocket.
I cheerfully suggested
you pluck a fresh flower from the street garden,
but you were content to keep yours.
When it was wrapped anonymously,
and later, a spiritual lady held it in her hand,
I quietly said,
Shall I write your message verbatim,
but, you said No.
You sat quietly in the hall
and listened to many readings,
but, you said nothing.

On our drive home through the hills, I said,
Did you understand your stem message.
The answer came in one word
when, you said Yes.
I recall, it was all delivered calmly
in metaphorical language,
presenting some words around possibilities,
perhaps, past challenges in your life
and also I thought, some coming promise.
But it seems you may be climbing ladders, 
reaching out, to uplift others passing by.
The truth is, 9 days later,
while walking along,
with your arms full of library textbooks,
you died suddenly, on a city footpath.
I lost you.
And I lost my wellness and some life force.
But in deepest grief, I was always lifted higher.
Time passes.
I grow abundant yellow dandelions.
Colorful Rosella parrots eat the flowers.
I eat the bitter and tender salad leaves.
Yet still, a Spirit Breeze 
spreads these Seeds of Light.



Tuesday, September 26, 2023

Inner Joy

I see this morning moon and the moon sees me.
There are increasing times
when I feel a calm wave of inner joy,
quietly flowing through my heart.
Curiously, this springs out of the blue.
May be an appreciation of a beautiful sky.
Possibly, even a passing glimpse into a bigger picture
or welcoming signs for new ideas.
Warmth cocoons me as I feel my heart center,
almost like a mother bird nesting in my hair.
My happy dog starts racing in circles everywhere,
as he is being pleasantly free
just looping through the shrubbery.
We smile together.


Sunday, September 24, 2023

Heart To Heart

When I close my eyes and go back in time
to where it was not safe for me
I see, with heartfelt simplicity,
that all was also, not safe for you
so I remember too
we mirror our shadows,
we yearn for the warmth of a welcome light
to wrap us through endless nights.
Now coming out to this new day,
everyday I always say,
first to myself,
then clearly to your faded face:
I love you
I am sorry
please forgive me
thank you.
May you feel safe
may you feel peace
may you be free and live with ease
When I live simply,
I know, feel, and truly see more.
We are all one earth family.
When we learn to free all beings,
then it becomes safer to share, to hear,
to nourish others and so to truly understand,
Love is all that matters.
Love is all that ever matters
Love is all that matters

Friday, September 22, 2023

When Petals Sing The Song

On this calm September day
some tiny flowers sang to me
and astoundingly,
they seemed to say,
words which sang to me along the way.
And what were they
I know you wonder, and why those words
I wondered too,
but here now I share with you:
'To make you feel my love' 

These lyrics from a winning country song,
came from Bob Dylan and became a soundtrack
to Hope Floats.
I feel there are more calls to come,
as the simple field flowers are with me
and the feeling too
brings equilibrium
with the sense of sunny days gently rising through. 

Love to you my friends.
Much has been shifting.
Spring flowers have been coming and blowing,
some flattened by the winds, but all along I 'know'
seeds are spreading and we are heading
for Yes in The Voice to expand love across our nation.
Lead kindly Light.
May our open hearts sing with our First Nations peoples.
May we feel their love offered.
*If Not Now Then When?
May we truly value the light in them
and see the light in ourselves, and hopefully,
Australians call freely for the change to Yes.
*If Not Now Then When, new song by Paul Kelly 
 for the Yes23 Voice Referendum

Monday, August 21, 2023

Saturday, August 12, 2023

Sky-Blue Simplicity

This winter season
I am looking into burning embers
glancing out misty windows
where every view, every year clearly shows
little blue flowers together again
simply growing in the rain.
And long you have gone
as long I miss you, so well I remember
your joy just to see, a posy of simplicity.
Flowers: Forget-me-not: Myosotis sylatica
Message of Lasting Remembrance
Photos: Bee Porteous



Tuesday, August 8, 2023


The time has come,
again, and in every present moment
to open your heart to your self
and choose this time
to care for your inner one,
the universal one
always waiting for when
one chooses to catch the glimpse within
and begin
Be it with the wind,
the sand between your toes
the 'come and goes' of change and woes
the time, good times may arrive
the way to see opportunities
to be who you came to be,
the one traveling all the seas,
the one on the path of love
beginning by,
being your own warm and caring gentle friend
who comes to know you
and learns
to listen deeply to your heart beat. 
Photo credit: Lions Roar online newsletter, 2022 

Saturday, July 29, 2023

Opening To Higher Skies

Crossing The Lines:
I see these lines in nights of dreams
I call them up to learn
that they were gifts of life to help me grow,
ways that came so I would know
that these, I no longer need inside of me.
So respectfully,
I raise them up to be free.
Quietly liberated.
So that they and I honorably fly,
releasing peacefully to the skies.
With deep witnessing I came to know
to welcome joy to live within
where all those pains had been.
In the middle of this winter night,
I found the ways to let things go
and now I truly deeply know
that I am here to learn through joy
and may that be true
as I have found my way through
and see how, as I set pain free,
all the ways you assisted me
to release mind-lines
and just let all things pass eternally. 
Written in dream journal, 5am, July 3, 2023

Friday, July 28, 2023

In The Pink

Pink Lake being pink Summer 2015 and pinker in Winter 2018
BP photos: Pink Lake, Dimboola, Victoria, Australia

Saturday, July 22, 2023

Welcoming Whatever Comes

Light dances all around
pixies play as blue skies arrive to greet this day
and all along the way I stroll
something brighter calls to me
as I keep on stepping over tracks
going further along
not wondering where
but knowing truly I will be there 
Hour by hour and steadily strong
this day is where I belong
and tomorrow I will be somewhere else
but always here, and happy to be
welcoming whatever comes my way
at any hour of any day.
There is peace encircling me,
Love is a certainty.
Light is ever present and joy is gently rising.
Blue sky is the color I see
though the sky may change outside of me. 

Photo credit: Australian Geographic Travel,
Great Egret in Wetlands of Northern Victoria

Friday, June 23, 2023

The Cloud Of Forgetting

We dream with the ears
we dream with the tears
and through the years
we feel the toxic shame that came
and we learn again
as through the centuries,
it comes so it does
to go where it must,
and it is up to us to trust
it is not ours to keep,
so we must let it go,
and sleep the long sleep in peace.
After the longest drive through life,
we arrive in a safe place of grace
Surrendering all to pure hope and Love.
there is peace beneath the shame that came
and joy shines in to bring the cloud of forgetting.

Written on the Winter Solstice June 22, 2023


Monday, June 12, 2023


"That is the Introspective Process - 
If we are true to our feelings
we will be rewarded with an Insight, that will help us live."
Mark Nepo - Poet and Philosopher

Sunday, June 11, 2023


I put your photos in a very safe place
but when I went to see your face again
you were hiding, as you always were,
and I was waiting,
as I always was for you to reappear.

At sometime, 
I placed you for safe-keeping in a book,
so I have been looking.
But which one? I have thousands.
I remember choosing a favorite book.
It was one I thought I would take with me.
Somehow the lost are found,
we will wait and see.

Photo: Dumbo Feather online newsletter 31/3/2023


Friday, June 2, 2023

And So My Precious

We healed our hearts
when we touched our deepest pain,
and Yes, Dear Love, 
in another world we will met again.
You just keep slowly breathing in
in the hope to come
one day the breath will fade
and where you land will be safe,
and the faces looking deeply into you
will accept the life you walked this time,
and love and holding hands will bring
the peace you searched for all along
the pebbled ways you traveled on.
And so My Precious, now I let you go
it was the way we trod upon,
it was the sky above that lead us on,
it was the flowers and the autumn leaves,
it was the breath of life from every tree,
it was our love of gentleness and gratitude,
now you and me, may truly see.

For a time we lost ourselves, 
but in the final years we found
the silent places of sacred ground
and strength of heart to let go,
to free-fall from within,
to see brighter lights behind the veil
where graceful healing angels sail.

(Written April 29, 2023)


Wednesday, May 31, 2023

Soft Moss Places For Our Souls To Sit

I know we share
loving kindness and hearts that care,
so many tears we weep to water moss
create softness
as places for our souls to sit,
to rest,
to be expressive in deeper ways,
to brighten light above the haze.


Tuesday, April 25, 2023

Green Lights The Way Today

The poor man went long ago
and left the stroll of your inner flow…..
Now in this time
you belong to each new day
to follow through in natural ways,
to sing more songs and twirl along
to weave and leave the past behind
to rise above and wait your time
as listening will deliver more
than you have ever heard before.

So clear and fold and file, 
recycle, share and give away,
as life will bring to you the joys,
the colors and new ways to be
happily free to see
the light, the truth, the way
given you to walk today.