I give thanks for the way you melt my ice, when my peaks have frozen, from over exposure, to poisonous echoes from the past… ~ A poem about recovery from trauma. A reminder to all those who have suffered deep pain, that you can be set free from your suffering. May love warm your soul,Continue reading “Snowmelt”
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Origins of a Colourful Hat Collection
I wrote a fun poem the other day about identity and self-expression: inspired by the colourful hat collection that I have in London. I was going through old boxes, trying on old outfits (hats, clothes, shoes), reflecting on my personal evolution since I had last worn these items. At the same time as noticing howContinue reading “Origins of a Colourful Hat Collection”
Spirit’s Footsteps in the City
It’s strange to return to a big city after so much time living in the wilderness. The other week, I opened up an old box of my things, taking out clothes belonging to a past version of myself, and making me feel somewhat of a ghost in my own skin. Echoes of a former lifeContinue reading “Spirit’s Footsteps in the City”
From the Void
There is nothing wrong with emptiness; there is nothing harmful about darkness it is from the black void of the womb that a child is born – infinite creative potential is lurking in the shadows we just need to learn how to anchor within the dark forever connected to the golden heart of the sourceContinue reading “From the Void”
Song of the Shifting Season
Sage song of the flat landscapturing the power, of an ancient handupon the womb of dreamsmanifestingfrom the all-seeing eyethat translates the knowing of the stars on highand activates the yearningwithin every waking heartto connect with the learnings that will bring man back to loveand remember the divinetruth of the earthin the rhythm of the soilsContinue reading “Song of the Shifting Season”
Black Coffee Mornings
Indulging an addiction from London dayscaught in the grindbeneath a matrix hazethen a spell was spunthat swept me afarwhere the dark night dawnedrevealing truth, in the lairof a shaman’s dena ceremonial vowbringing whispers from the etherinto the here and nowa bending realitycast us betweenthe folds of conscious knowinglife not as it seemedas night blends toContinue reading “Black Coffee Mornings”
Union with One
I am Whole;eternal spirit flying freeI am whole;at peace within my soulwhile the structured groundsof Mother Earth’s womb hold me strong through transformation contained in the cocoon and consciousness expanding roots ever up into the Skybreath of fire transcending whether we live or die This is a little poetic affirmation for supporting expansion of theContinue reading “Union with One”
I am Free
I Am Free—as the flowing particlesof the windthat permeate throughand between —all things,near and farand in-the-spaceswhere nothing elsedares toroambut the mystical murmurings of Ether’s songAnd the wind is committed just as it is freecommitted to its essence committed to being in all formsand persistingthrough the wild stormsto the calm breeze…The wind is Eternaland commitment,sets itContinue reading “I am Free”
We Heal Each Other
With you, there is such a sense of familyand familiaritymy heart opensin a tender unfurling –it wants to give, so unconditionallyit felt unnaturalto even name a pricefor would I charge myself –for the gift of self-love? And here you areexposing those own partswithin my soulthat desire more loveI know I needto keep on growingdiving deepertoContinue reading “We Heal Each Other”
We Walk Among You
We walk among you though often go unseen lost in the depths of mind in a forgotten dream yet just like you, we walk upon the sacred soils of this earth and just like you, we cycle through the seasons of death and birth a misty veil, sometimes clears allowing you, to peak into aContinue reading “We Walk Among You”