Timelessness…

our perception of time and space

is a reflection of our presence

and how well we set our boundaries

When time seems to 
speed up around you
in the chaos of
this wild

reality...

breathe in
breathe out

and let your 
presence
expand to
eternity

in the sacred gift
of this sweetly
present
moment

Have a beautiful, timeless Saturday, taking the time for you and your self-care, don’t be afraid to say no, and don’t be afraid to say yes either, to all that you desire.

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All I Need — PhoebeMD: Medicine + Poetry

By Cara Amy Goldthorpe | Featured Contributor

It’s a misty dawn, the ocean and sky merging together as one in the distance, behind the ethereal golden glow of the rising sun […]

All I Need — PhoebeMD: Medicine + Poetry

Thank you to PhoebeMD for publishing my work… and reminding me of my own words once again, through layers of time, as I continue my journey on…

Remember that wealth is a much broader concept than simply the money in your bank account. Keep connecting with the things that bring you true happiness, and you will enrich your life beyond your wildest dreams.

Have a blessed Saturday.

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Transcended

Every moment we have a choice, a choice to let go of past pain and sorrow, a chance to write our own story again…

There will come a time
where pain and suffering 
is transcended
shadows transmuted
to an all-encompassing
Love, beyond all
we ever imagined
rainbows singing 
to illuminate
the once-endless Night
now fading
into an eternal
Heaven on Earth

Have a beautiful day!

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In the Shadow of the Volcano

I bow at the feet
of his mighty form

	great pyramid of

fire
channelling temptation’s
thirst



that great
 
	longing in his

heart

that’s yearning to be

sated

	by a goddess of the
 
		earth

come down from the

starry sky.



	She lays in wait,

revealing

the hidden trapdoor to her
truth



	as the torrents swirl

those confused thoughts

left over from aeons

before



	’till blazing elements
reunite
in their washed-out

harmony


	we’ll circle around
to the shaman’s dance

in the trance of

our
 
	tumbled dreams.



Oh they know
 
– but not how –


they’ll come
true.

Slowing Down… Further

There's something, quietly, soothingly,
balancing
here;
in the gentle
tumbling of the rain
in the gossamer
luminosity
of the sun when its
rays 
break

in my unpretentious-chic middle-of-the town 
apartment meets
Caribbean jungle vibes

in the lazy mornings
rolling around in my 
wider-than-is-long bed

breathing deeply
to the rhythm 
of my spinal fluid
excreting

flowing
down and along

connecting cranium
and
sacrum

expanding
and lifting
like a helium balloon

I'm an atom

an atom
that's exploring

the Universe
within my
healing 
palms

If you think you know how to take it slow, think again. Life here on the Caribbean coast forces a different kind of rhythm on you. If you go for a lunch break, be prepared for it to take just an hour to have your food made, one slice of plantain placed slowly and lovingly in the fry pan, after an another.

You can dwell in anxious impatience, about how you’re going to be late to a commitment.

Or you can surrender into the opportunity to explore just how slow your body might really want to move.

The practice of giving Craniosacral therapy is also inviting me to slow down in deeper ways than ever before. I’m learning how the subtlest of touches can cause powerful healing ripple effects throughout the whole body. I’m learning to cradle the bodies I’m working on, with more tenderness than I would even hold a child, each second thinking: how can I be slower, more gentle, more loving?

The focussed attention with which I must move and work means I essentially spend the day in meditative trance, and it’s having profound knock on effects for my own general state of calm and wellbeing.

I’m getting into bed at 7.30pm each night, cradling my own body, exploring its contours and noticing just where the placement of a loving hand can really make the difference. Breathing into those aching spaces, listening and following them as they start to expand, and expand further, inviting in warmth and love and light.

How often do we just stop to hold ourselves tenderly? To place a palm on a part of our body that’s hurting or simply longing for calm, grounding, touch?

We can give ourselves the love we crave

and the healing we desire.

Sunday blessings

the gift of being alive…

… is the greatest gift of all

The blessing of 
life itself
is filling me
from within
and around
as I melt into
the purest
bliss 
of Love

This morning I woke, with such a deep feeling of joy and gratitude at being here, alive on this earth. Through all the ups and downs of life. Yesterday morning I’d felt quite different: waking on my birthday, exhausted, after being awake long hours in the night with food poisoning.

But you don’t appreciate the ups as much when you don’t have the downs.

Very excited to be continuing my travel out to the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica today, on my way to study Craniosacral therapy. More to come soon. It’s been a manic few days and just trying to slow down, breathe, and stay present in each moment of the journey. There is such beauty in the simple things.

Much love and wishing you a beautiful end to the week.

Where Parallel Lines Converge

when you open to possibilities…

… possibilities open to you…

Facebook does that thing, where it gives you a memory: a little reminder of where you were and what you posted, however many years ago. And today, it reminded me of a post from 5 years ago, of my LLB undergraduate dissertations, a photo I'd uploaded just before handing them in...

One year later, some 4 years ago, and a few days before I was supposed to sit (and did sit) one of my Bar exams, I'd be in hospital with a bunch of needles in my arm.

Fast-forward to last year: I would've been preparing for a trial, if it hadn't been for the fact I'd been unexpectedly locked down in Costa Rica and, in any event, due to Covid, the trial dates had been postponed.

Last night, I played at what may be the last open-mic for a while, as some new restrictions in Costa Rica come into force. I met with a few friends who will leave town soon (I will miss them!), and then we went to frolic in the ocean underneath the full moon, before the 30 minute midnight hike back to my little jungle home. The moon was so bright, a flashlight was not necessary. And I haven't put on my glasses for any task, even computing which I originally (and still sometimes do) struggle with, in over three weeks now, as I continue to heal my vision naturally. It's an ongoing journey with many ups and downs.

In some ways, circumstance forced me on a new path in life.

In other ways, it was and is very much a choice.

Every day we have a choice...
a choice to view the glass half empty, or half full
a choice to view roadblocks as opportunities to grow
a choice to think outside the box, and believe that any dream can come true
a choice to wake and watch the sun rise, and be grateful for simple beauties
a choice to nourish our bodies, our hearts, and our minds
a choice to give ourselves love, to do the things that, deep down, make us feel good and make us feel alive
a choice to communicate with love, instead of anger, frustration, fear
a choice to live, as the best version of ourselves
a choice to breathe deep
a choice to rise
a choice to shine


Sending love x

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