Release

As the year fades, I feel it sharp Steady tug Upon my opening heart Thickness of my shadows Past and parallel Have been tightening Fast, and fierce With an angry pull But I know I’m wiser, stronger still Than the darkest void Than the blackest star That’s melted from It’s dying grace; And so IContinue reading “Release”

Lunar spirit

From the bloody shipwreck Of my battered heart My bruised ego And my broken soul; I emerge to hear A calling true From the depths within A rosy song Is rising to dance With the incoming tide Of the Lunar spirit Guiding me strong; Till I’m home In a realm beyond Where divine power OfContinue reading “Lunar spirit”

Rebirth

I woke this morning, on Christmas Eve, feeling like I was on the cusp of my own rebirth. I have only just started to appreciate the extent to which the last month has drained me, physically and energetically. But it has been an important month of lessons, learning, and growth. When faced with challenges, itContinue reading “Rebirth”

Jungle living: riding the winds of change

I settle down to write this on a cool, drizzly morning over on Costa Rica’s Caribbean coast. It’s been months since I last posted; I’ve returned from Europe, and the time has passed in a blurry whirlwind, in which I feel I’ve lived 10 lifetimes.  Last week I finalised my first non-legal article for a properContinue reading “Jungle living: riding the winds of change”

Shifting seasons

The air is breathing, short and sharp with the freshness of its chill. The days are starting to feel the premature cut to their lazy long glory of summertime. And I’m feeling the bite of the cold, like the affections of a lover whose touch is no longer desired, whose presence is a distraction fromContinue reading “Shifting seasons”

A wonderland of topsy turvy norms, and a warped surrealist painting

It’s stupid o’clock in the night when I start to write this post. I’m not suffering so much from jet lag, as from a kind of social adjustment problem. My bubble has burst. My seven month bubble in a tropical haven, a Wonderland beyond Alice’s wildest dreams, where we danced round bonfires to the beatContinue reading “A wonderland of topsy turvy norms, and a warped surrealist painting”

Blurred lines

How are you feeling this Monday morning? Like you’ve had an energising and refreshing weekend, and now ready to start a new week? Or like the days are all blurred together, the boundary between rest” time and “work” time nothing but a foggy idea, a distant dream that fades quicker every time you try andContinue reading “Blurred lines”

Inner child

“I listen to my inner child, yeh the girl within she knows, who I am and what I want; I’ll follow her until the end…” When we reconnect with the child inside us, with the spirit that is untainted and unconstrained by the prison shackles of society, we can discover afresh the wonder of life;Continue reading “Inner child”