in the sand, weaving wondering flowing through and between the grains of time as all trace of me my shadow my doubt washes away in the cleansing waters transforming in the kiss of memory's sacred light
Taking “Me Time”
It is unfortunate that the way of the modern world often forces us to press on and race through life, that taking care of ourselves and listening to our own personal pace and rhythm, often gets pushed down the priority list.
But… really? It shouldn’t, and doesn’t, have to be that way.
I am blessed to have been self-employed for most of my working life, and to be able to (more or less) dictate the terms on which I’ve worked. That’s not to say that setting boundaries is always easy, and I grappled with the challenges of doing so particularly when working as a lawyer. However, I have also noticed how much our own personal choices and conformity to supposed norms, can influence and perpetuate negative working culture. Equally, with every decision we make to set a boundary (either with other people, or with ourselves and the ambitious, goal-oriented side to our personality!), and every opportunity we take to stop, listen, and communicate what we need, we can also shift unhealthy culture and norms.
The last month has been pretty busy for me, from editing/submitting my novel, to hunting for land, to moving house (twice!), to emotional rollercoasters. So this week I took some time out, to take care of me, to allow myself to feel and to be, to process emotions and rest my body. And as I’ve relaxed and allowed myself to expand into the present moment, I’ve found my creative spark flaming with renewed vigour, my energy and spirits have lifted, and I feel more ready to tackle whatever life throws at me…
Hope you enjoy the music! And if you’re looking for some practical tips on developing a healthy home working routine (/lifestyle more generally), check out my article in this month’s edition of Counsel magazine.
Sueno Eterno
Every choice each opening, or closing door so absolutely perfect though we'd never be able to see it in the moment; it'd take a swirling whirlwind to tear us apart then reunite us before we'd realise it was all just as meant to be
We Were Young
In times of transience, change and instability Remember that you are whole, you are complete you are all that you need...
Sending a whole lot of loving energy out there into the universe…
Mountain of Gold
Atop my realm that's robed with light connecting me to the force of life watch me dance watch me play to the beckoning call of a radiant sun It beams with love and tender touch upon this world this new day come as shadow kingdom falls to ruin and we rise to truth awakened, renewed
Distortion
What is this world that has become so frigid icy and closed reporting the neighbour who stepped out of line because the laws were all wrong and forbade loving touch the stranger who yearned after too long alone for a tender smile to break down those walls peer behind the mask false layers of protection that instead, just destroy the heart and the soul - prisoner of distortion slave to a lie
Shadowland
In the darkness of the new moon rising I sit, I wait as the emptiness stirs deep within longing for release into the night shadow dispelling shadow and rebirth after Death * * *
your shadows will stay to haunt you
till you look them in the eye
accept
and then release
Strength
is allowing yourself, sometimes to break down in tears let those rivers roll down to the sea without fighting the current of emotional release just holding yourself in your arms like a child accepting, without judgment noticing and, with love permitting the armour to dissolve till your soul is free
Hold Me Close
Oh the road has been rough at times tried and tested I've nearly changed my mind but with your love shining, strong and bright I've held on, oh so tight...
feeling particularly grateful for all the friends and family supporting me on the road these days
I’m sending a little love and good vibes across the ocean
As One
I opened my eyes After years of never truly seeing And I looked to the stars Those radiant beacons As caught, in a cloud Of swirling Aztec incense I felt the ancient song Of a hundred pixies drumming Then through falling embers I saw us dancing In tune to the Earth’s wisdom Sweet Mother of our souls United, at last, as One