The Peace Train

When you’re up against a wall
and feelin like you“ll fall
Down in the pit
Down in the shit
Remember me
I’ll be there to lend a hand
to help you take a stand
Remember me
When you’re feelin kinda low
and life has lost its glow
Remember me
I“ll be there to lend a hand
Cause you know life can be grand
This I know
This I know
Remember me

Jeanne L. Thompson

The Peace Train 
The Train of Life



On the river where she walked
She found Peace
She could sit for hours
The tiny woman in the big floppy hat
with the various array of sunglasses
Watching the clouds
Watching the ducks
Watching the boats sail by
to the tiny woman in the big floppy hat
and the various array of sunglasses
Watching the clouds
Watching the people
To the tiny woman in the big floppy hat
and the various array of sunglasses
Just before sundown
on the river where she walked
Some One who was pining
for one last walk together
looked up to the clouds
And she sent her this image
As the night sky took over
on the river where she walked

Jeanne L. Thompson

Now she is watching over us and she doesn’t need sunglasses. She is a guiding Light.

Her image
herself a work of art
A soft caress
A gentle touch
a kind word
a song that sears
a burning light
Her image
herself a work of art
an understanding smile
a graceful move
a dance with Love
a re-Minder
that we are not alone

Jeanne L. Thompson

Special thanks to Jimmy MacChelsea for the first line

Sweet Angel. There will sadly be no more new music from you because you are gone.
But the music you have given us will stay for ever and ever. Also your beautiful and
fantastic voice will stay with us. Your lyrics are so thoughtful and caring. Written with love and understanding. Sweet Angel, thank you for all the music you have given us, it will help us through our sadness🙏🏻. Miss you when you are gone♥️♥️♥️

Mother I had a job to do
I came to do it well
I did it all to get peace on Earth
now only time will tell
Mother you had a job to do
You came and did it well
And whenever I think of the love
you give
It makes my dear heart swell
Mother I have a job to do
now I’ve left this Earth
I love you still with all my will
and for bringing me to birth

Jeanne L. Thompson

She is protected in the light
She is in the stony garden
She is in the white light
always with you
She is flying free

On the river walk beauty lies
Unleashed in patterns
Not far from the magic
that is your place
Beauties bound together
as lovely light lace
In a sacred mystery
Beloved together
like a tapestry of beauty
Known as love intertwined
You can sense and feel
reach out to delight
in bright white beauties
tiny heavenly promises
and possible futures
of hopes and joy

Your dreams triggered
they give you sweetness
in this moment
You are all but pride
This place calls out to
sense, to feel alive
Bright white beauties
Combined to see
Unleashed in patterns
Release your shackles
You dream along
When you walk
when you are on
this inner talk

No time for worry
Just be
Be around bright white beauties
unleashed in patterns
as a tapestry
of lovely light lace
Nature’s sacred mystery
on your river walk flight
You see
bright white beauties
bathed in evening light
On the river walk
beauty lies

Susan Gerards

Picture by
Jeanne L. Thompson

Let the luck of the Irish spin you a real
Cause if it“s love you“ll be needin
We“ll help you to feel
We’ll spin our great yarns to all who would hear
the luck of the Irish gifting some cheer
Well we may tell ye some tales
that would curl others toes
But you see we Irish stand up to our foes
We will stand right behind you through thick and through thin
and when life gets too fast
we’ll help you to grin
For the luck of the Irish will not let you down
and you might even find a jewel in the crown


Many thanks to Chris Anderson.for the inspiration🌈


When you think of an idol
in your eyes they are strong
When really they are you
who may have also suffered a thousand
to heal the wounded heart

What you see in me is you
Each face
each line
each verse

When you think of an idol you look up
not in
Where what you feel is mine
And what I feel is yours

Laughter is the key
Strength is the virtue
And Love is at the heart of it


Jeanne L. Thompson

Do you see the little twinkle
the twinkle in my eye?
Some say I may bewitchin ye
But the pure heart does not lie

It“s sometimes just a feelin
A little nudge or two
when you think that no one’s lookin
and you know not what to do

Listen to your heart
for it will show the way
Like the trees mirroring the waters
Let it have its say

It really doesn“t matter
whether it’s happy or it’s sad
The main thing is that your’e feelin it
and that just makes me glad

Jeanne L. Thompson

Let’s visit
the blazed bitter fields
Where souls have been ripped away
Where past replaced imprints
now future remains
Where silenced characters once paved their way
Darkened paths now coloured
and heaven knows your name

Nothing has been the same
Since you traveled
Since you encountered
It was then you signed on
for burnt truths
and buried answers
Where mice crawled fields
of seaweed coloured grasses
You hid your face in doomed offers
for no one to blame
There was magic to crave for
Eternity knew your steps
and all it would take

How life was nothing but fear
Though safety always near
Life was beauty and stories to tell
forced adventures your heart did dwell
See future will stay
as we meet now today
in burnt buried tales
near seaweed coloured grasses
Where your hand greets my hand
Where heaven knows your name

Susan Gerards

I could be sitting.anywhere
On a hillside or on the street
I could be the peasant walking beside you
I could be in the eyes of someone you meet
I could be a thousand miles away from you
an angel that hears your call
I could be standing right beside you
Making sure that you don’t fall
I could be a wealth of creativity
a spark that lights your way
We can be everything that we desire
when we lend our hearts this way

Jeanne L. Thompson

Waters edge
Grains of sand mixed with stone
like the roots I was standing in
Ancestral tears floating by
as I walked
Stones underneath my feet
Each one presenting itself
Burning and burrowing on my soles
Re-Leasing the pressure
of daily existence
like a prayer feather on the wind

Laying back on the silky softness
the lake’s caress
Nurturing the child
that was me
Traveling these roads
Fishing these waters
Walking these forests
Hunting for truth

Today I give thanks
for the wisdom of these pines
and for the blue dragonflies
Six couples
Floating and frolicking on a frond
A blade of grass
formed by our Mother
into a wish
I smiled and said yes to all of them

Jeanne L. Thompson

Days end
Waves lapping softer now
Still echoing like a song
The air feels electric
Charged with possibility
Energized by the sun
as it hangs
Like a golden globe
Shimmering a path before me
Millions of tiny sparkles
caressing the shore
Like a mother’s kiss
as I sit on the sand
wrapped in the arms of nature
and the beauty of the moment

Jeanne L. Thompson

Lost soul
Look within and you will find
the road less traveled
Has the most jewels

Lost soul
Look within and you will
find yours“Elf
Waiting for you to play
a game

You are not lost
You are on a journey
It may appear as if you
have nothing but that
couldn’t be further from
the Truth
You have much wealth that lies
in the palms of your hands
Open them so they may glisten in the sun
For they hold your story
Your unque basket of jewels
that you have collected along
The Way
Isnt that why you came?

Much love in these intense times

Jeanne L. Thompson

What is it about the flames of desire?
Do they burn in anger
or has Love raised you higher?
Love doesn’t focus on petty things
Love is spontaneous, much joy it brings
Love has no rooms for hatred or greed and when there’s no judgement, many souls will be freed
Love has no conditions because it comes
from the Source
And anything created from Love is a Force
It’s our only salvation, it’s our only defence
It’s the only thing that makes any sense
of the darkness of jealousy, grief and despair
Unlock your heart and feel the love there
Trust in what your heart has to say
Let love be your guide every day

Jeanne L. Thompson


When will the pain fade?
When will the hurt go away?
When will the art be enough?
It never will, many say
Like a wound that heals over time
Is never really gone
Like a song that never dies
It“s melody lingers on
Like a lovesick lovers last kiss
Or a promise to settle a score
The pain of losing you
Has left us wanting more.

Jeanne L. Thompson

Photo by Kip Carroll Photography

Here I am, what do I see?
Faith as far as the eye can see
Much healing too and the freedom to be
Straight as a thoughtform down.the track
Leaving fear behind and never lookin back
Here I am, what do I see?
I’ve gifted myself with the will to be
The will to create and carry on
The gift of turning feelings to song
Here I am, what do I see?
A world where some have lost the will to be
A world that’s lookin for the light
Here I am, what do I see?
This vision I now pose to thee
Imagine Peace, be the Light
For Love has the power to win this fight

Jeanne L. Thompson

Fairytale – Acrylic on Canvas by moi

Grandmother moon
What is it that you will speak with me about today?
I speak about expansion and patience
In order to expand, we must first contract
This is a time of making ready
There is a completion for some things
It is a time of new beginnings as well
Every thing lies in the balance
You must not force your way, you must win it
Life is a Game
You can sit in the parlor and play or expand your fields of vision
Expand your sense of time
Play with it
Revel in it
Avoid restricting it with rules
For it has it’s own rules
Time marches to and waits for no one
It just is
Sitting there
Branches offered
Paths opening up

I speak about the heart
for there is no room for reluctance
No room for conditions
No room for stipulations
The heart is pure love
And so dear one, are you
Re-member that and flow with it

Jeanne L. Thompson

Happy Full Moon in Aquarius

I haven’t written about Dolores for awhile. Sometimes her passing hits me in waves and
I just finished surfing through what felt like a Tsunami.
I have not posted much and was on retreat during her birthday celebration September 6th.
I was celebrating my own way, immersing myself on 55 acres of woods and streams.
Dolores loved the woods and so I thought it fitting
I also hosted a very special guest from Holland whom I met on the Dolores fan pages.

I have met many wonderful souls on these pages whose lives Dolores has changed forever and so I thought I would share this story about what happened for myself and
Susan Gerards this year on September 6th, 2019.
So as the story.goes, I picked up the airport and after I had a meltdown when
I thought I couldn’t find her and both our phones wouldn’t work, we were on our way
to the Land of An as I call it. Being from.Holland, I think.she thought she had landed
on.another planet…10 days in the life of Jeanne😂
As you may or may not know, I am in the midst of recording a 10 song Cd inspired by and dedicated to her eternal spirit called Peace Be With You.
I am also in the midst of two books, one of them titled UnVeiling the Spirit World.
There is much information on how our angels, guides and loved ones connect.with us through symbolism and nature.
So. it was around 10:30 on this particular birthday night that Susan and I were celebrating together. We were walking down the path to this little cabin in the woods I wanted to show her. It was pitch for our flashlights. I was just saying I wonder how Dolores Dreamfest is going when.suddenly something small flew out of the woods. I thought it
was a bat at first because only owls and bats fly at night. But no…this was a little bird who
swooped out of the woods and started flying at the cabin door. It pecked at the door 4 times, pooped twice and flew away leaving Susan and I with.our mouths open.

I laughed out loud because we both.instantly knew. in our hearts that it was Dolores saying Hi. The experience made us both.go to our separate areas to process.. As a result, a song came through for me called Fly Little Birdy Fly. I just got the melody down and recorded it and then Susan joined me in the kitchen to give it a listen.
I had already chosen what was to be the 8th song on the album but kept getting nudged
to insert this one instead as #9
I was sharing this with Jimmy MacChelsea, another huge Dolores fan and wealth of information about her work and he tells me that synchronistically Fly.Through was #9 on her
No Baggage Album!
My intention is for you to find comfort in the knowing that she is with us, helping us to find and create peace for ourselves and this world❤
Below you will find the words to the song I wrote on her birthday.
Dolores, I feel is flying high with all the LOVE
Ps. The bird is called a Fly Catcher❤

Fly little birdy, fly
in the, the night sky
Fly little birdy fly, you were sayin hi
You were sayin hi

Well some friends last.forever
and some are with you to stay
But you’re on my mind whenever
You have something important to say

Fly little birdy fly
In the night sky, the night sky
Fly little birdy fly
You were.sayin hi
You were sayin hi

Well some friends would rather be forgotten
and some will be with you to stay
But you’re on my mind whenever
You have something important to say

Fly little birdy fly
In the night sky, the night sky
Fly little birdy fly
You were sayin hi
You were sayin hi

Well some friends are there for the lovin
and some friends are there for the pay
But you’re in my head whenever
You have something important to say

So fly little birdy fly
You.were the apple
the apple of our eyes

Jeanne L. Thompson

Last Sunday I had quite the experience.
Still on holiday in Canada me and my friend Jeanne were visiting the beautiful Adam & Eve Rocks and I had just walked around in adoration taking in the breathtaking beauty of the huge stony rocks being remnants of the Ice Age. 🌄
I decided to take one last walk placing my hands on the right stone and immediately felt the beautiful energy coming of the Eve rock, transporting and streaming through my hands as Earth connecting. I was amazed by the power of that place.  Walking up the stony stairs for one last picture out of nowhere I got bitten by an insect what I thought was a mosquito. Was I wrong…. Hello Hello Canadian Bee! 😳🐝 Susan Gerards

You always come back
You always step around
Return to the light
Finding the attachment
A bright bridge of thoughts
where you spoke and dwelled
The land you
would return to and reside

You always leave to
come back and stay
Inhabited as love in my mind
You said we create thoughts
And deeds as gifts we are
Answers to souls
Answers to life we climbed
so far

You always find yourself
A distant history holding close
The mountains your heart crafted
Chiseled into valleys
And back
On and on
Ponds shifted to rivers
Climbing up
Conquered this atmosphere

You always feared to say
Sometimes I didn’t want
my light to stay
You always come back
and laugh just because
Your smiles
would turn into ongoing circles of gold
Laugh just because
a smile is what you were told
A broken smile can make a heart
shatter and turn cold

You always refused to say
In honesty
If a cry is a cry, why a smile
you walked along on your way
Sometimes I didn’t want
my smile to stay

You always come back
To your path, past present
You always arrive home
I have left you
to take care of my own

Susan Gerards


Rollin.on the River…beautiful mirror for my thoughts


I love your confirmation for life & I agree:
„If the young woman can’t go to Lapland, then Lapland must come to the Old Woman.“ (Leonora Carrington)


Es ist nicht nur der Völkerkrieg mit den Waffen, dessen Grauen und dessen Unsinn
mir klargeworden sind. Es ist jeglicher Krieg, es ist jede Art von Gewalt und streitbarem
Eigennutz, es ist jede Art von Geringschätzung des Lebens und von Missbrauch des
Mitmenschen. Ich verstehe unter Friede nicht nur das Militärische und Politische,
sondern ich meine den Frieden jedes Menschen mit sich selbst und mit dem Nachbarn,
die Harmonie eines sinnvollen und liebevollen Lebens.
Hermann Hesse, Prosa und Feuilletons aus dem Nachlass

Tagesdosis 19.6.2019 – Zeitbomben der Gesellschaft
thich nhat hanh-ich pflanze ein lächeln

I remember you with flowers in your hair
You were the one that loved the sun
For its eternity
For shining back at you
Walking past the flowers on morning breaks
or afternoon walks
Rain had just left its mark
On grey pavement
and country roads
Smell the roses and see how the grass was still wet
Stroll through meadows
and let your mind settle for peace

I remember a country where all was new
And so did you
You were the one that cherished all
as if it were new
I remember you with flowers in your hair
and the sun shining back at you

Susan Gerards

Picture art: Bernar Contreras Guerrero

Whimsy’s Spirit Acrylic on canvas by moi❤