… is the working title of one of the poetry anthologies I’m aiming to get released later this year. In part, the title reflects my own journey with perfectionism and arriving to the point of “letting go” when it comes to my art. It’s also about the journey of life – finding perfection in eachContinue reading “The Meaning of Perfection”
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In deep presence…
One of the things that I love about my life in Costa Rica is how connected I am to nature’s rhythms. I wake with the sunrise, and wind down with sunset. These times are sacred to me: times when the veil between worlds (of earthly reality and the spirit realm) is at its thinnest. IContinue reading “In deep presence…”
My novel Siege… now published!
Those fortress walls you built to defend your gold, your riches from your neighbour’s clutches; sturdy stone, would stand many egos, over aeons, and yet, could never protect you from that darkness lurking within your own heart that sickness, breeding from the depths of that very earth you spoilt when you made her a slaveContinue reading “My novel Siege… now published!”
Illusions on the Healing Path
There’s not always, “more work to do”… for there is a point when our healing path permits us to be healed… a shift in our perception an irreversible realisation allowing a break from the illusion – stop chasing after tears in the name of releasing fears excuses to invite in pain when the rains haveContinue reading “Illusions on the Healing Path”
Sailing into our Souls
“I’ll look deep into, those muddy brown waters, and yet- see clearer, right through, than many times before; For I feel, an honest brilliance, emanating from the depths, of those gateways, into your Soul… Your eyes, like polished windows, the veil lifted, inviting me to look within; there’s no secrets here, nor twisted lies You’veContinue reading “Sailing into our Souls”
Here I Am…
Here I am, just as I am With all that I am This Human form: Imperfections of my body And shadows within my heart That I’m learning Slowly learning To hold, with peace and Love — And so I reveal to you The fiery innocence of my Passions The girl, beneath the woman The childContinue reading “Here I Am…”
The Dancer
As dew drops sparkle On grass so green And sunlight filters Through youthful trees You’ll spot her whirling An ethereal mist Her presence splintered into A thousand golden rays Music is playing But it’s not to be heard A silent song rising From slender lithe limbs And her heart lies open ExposedContinue reading “The Dancer”
The Poet
Words, rippling forth, from unknown edges of the innermost, mysterious mind. Rushing onward, as they grow in strength, they whisper and sigh, tantalisingly. Murmuring, they seek attention like a lover’s demand, gentle yet compelling. And stronger still, they take shape, take a beautiful form in this tangible world. Words, holding herContinue reading “The Poet”