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

Release

I don’t believe I can ever be whole And give myself, fully… Till I’ve cried the tears Of ancient pain, Flooding, cleansing Gushing like a river To the Sea And with that water Merging, morphing Releasing into Purity’s truth   Dear one, give yourself: permission to be real permission to feel, and permission to heal…

The Waking Hour

Sweet innocence of the dawn – Here I am Untouched Without the distraction Of the day, and All those energies Twirling, pulsing So many different Competing pulls Obscuring the truth of the child within That child With a heart, so alive Knows just when to run And when to surrender When to give, and WhenContinue reading “The Waking Hour”

Slow it Down

Today I’m nursing my first motorbike injury. Despite all my rides and hitchhiking habit, I’ve never had so much as a scratch before: and I’ve had some wild rides, including on a bumpy dirt road with two large backpacks and a ukulele, plus my driver and his bag. It’s nothing major; just a burn fromContinue reading “Slow it Down”

Earth warrior

Through the mist of the dawn I hear your song Guiding me with your calling strong; Whispered on the breeze spurring me on To be the warrior to right these wrongs Though my body is weak and though my heart sighs You command me to wake you command me to rise I was born toContinue reading “Earth warrior”

Wholeness

I wake, and I remember you; divine essence from a wistful dream’s calling And so I rise, shine in my truth from burnt shadow to flaming grace; I’ve learnt to sate that inner longing for another’s sweet, loving blessing; I’ve united with that love in my soul, with the collective heartbeat in mine * *Continue reading “Wholeness”

Onward Bound

I pack my things, to close this chapter; a door on all, I left behind. The nights I tossed in this bed as I witnessed my death, over and over; felt the vicious pain of a wounded mother, a sick child, and a lost father. But I took that hurt, I whispered it love andContinue reading “Onward Bound”