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
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Witness
Sweet child within I am always here to witness you; the tender beat of your aching heart I hold, in my hands And together, above we soar beyond all the physical burdens of your mind’s cage – Escaping into the unity of Love
The Edge
You’ll find me, dancing Through the cycle of the seasons,Between the salt-laced fold of oceansAt the edge of Reason’s grip Where in the gentle darkness;Beside the flames licking the firewood A whisper grows, a yearning turnsThe blood to honeyed-wine Then I’ll seek the giddy silenceThat spikes the music, with its notesOf melting snow, beggingFor the burnt touchContinue reading “The Edge”
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”
Call of the Divine
Do you feel the burning Deep in your soul’s blood Crying and releasing You’ll dance down this road Trust in the process Of all that’s unfurling The light and the darkness That’s weaving through time We stand connected Awakened, empowered No matter the distance That separates our flesh Ancestral healing The womb of the DaughterContinue reading “Call of the Divine”
The Vortex
Emerald calling upon my Calypso blood is draining, pulling me to the black centre of the Earth’s dying core But though I’ve stumbled I will rise with the power of the Moon filled with her eternal flame undying lunar fire And so our wounds shall heal as the darkness melts into its shadow dance entwiningContinue reading “The Vortex”
Black beauty
She’s whispering to me from that hazy place between day and night that’s filled with shadows dancing out of time in desperate search for answers for unity for home
The Portal
The waves are howling crashing fierce with the tumbling power of angel warriors; here to guide with peace and love through a portal of deepening time
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”
Land Beyond
The flames are brightening as we go, between the golden gates to a land beyond; that’s filled with life, light and love and forever entwined united above we morph, as one with our hearts