Simply Being

Working on herself, Day after Day,
Trying to confront the imperfections that lead her astray,
She resolves to improve the Peace from within,
Yoga, Pilates, Mindfulness, Psychology, breathing out then in.

Trauma is the spark that continues to inflame,
Pushing her forward, although she feels somewhat insane,
Reaching out for hands that support her, yet fail,
She steps forward anyway, this she wants to nail.

A life that is manageable, and filled with moments of Joy,
Where the eggshells have vanished and fear is not a ploy,
When the storm hits, she knows that she stands strong,
Within there is true Peace that permeates the throng.

The message of just Be, Simply Being is enough,
But she has found nothing Simple about it, it is rough,
The forces that swamp her and ruffle her mind set,
The emotional ride that threatens to unhinge her, yet.

Being is the one thing she can never avoid,
Her existence denotes that she is not a part of a void,
Her Being is filled with vibrancy, beauty and delight,
To witness the tower of energy, pure light.

Releasing the fear of needing to somehow Simply Be,
Releases the need to do anymore than what is real,
Finding her passion, her delight, her brightness,
Is all that she needs to arrive within her Being-ness.IMG20171015092211[1].jpg

No superhuman required, super powers left at the door,
Vulnerability, emotions, are the passes that open her core,
Spiritually she can fly to the heavens above,
Bringing them home to the Earth with her Love.

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Mother’s Hug

She closes her eyes,
Pretending to sleep,
Head resting in the lap.
Of her mother.

Gently the hand lifts,
Stroking her hair,
Comforting, Loving,
I will always be there.

She longs for the nights,
With others around,
Late hours that create,
The chance to sleep sound.

The love that emanates,
From a touch so gentle,
Un-thought of, instinctive,
Cutting through the cruelty.

Seeking the chances
To be silent and asleep,
To feel the tender loving
From a mothers gentle keep.

She closes her eyes
Awaiting the possibility
Of feeling loved and belonging,
Of her mother’s hug.

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Future Self

How I perceive each moment…
Changes how I experience each moment.

Choose the High road,
Close to the sun,
Feel it’s radiant energy…
Enliven your Heart.IMG20170401150728.jpg

Breathe the clean air,
From your head to your toes,
Trust your intuition…
To take you where you go.

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Healing this Family

There are many roads,
 That lead but one place,
 Death and Desire,
 At once interlaced.

Wrapped in a blanket of Love,
 Warmed from the empty space,
 Walking through this world,
 Stepping at Heart pace.

Earth so full of Heart,
 Beating in sweet unison,
 No things separate the two,
 They are the complete Union.

Each with a Heart,
 Carries with them the Earth,
 Brimming with excess,
 The warmth of the Harth.

Opening the energy,
 Sealing the Love,
 Embracing each emotion,
 Thanking God from above.

The pain and the suffering,
 Changed only through will,
 Let's transfigure what we are doing,
 We have the knowledge and skill.

Trust in the knowing,
 Let loose the emotion,
 Stopping any thing,
 It kills the truth of your oceans.

Open up the stone,
 At the doorway of your tomb,
 Walk once again amongst the living,
 Rebirth from the womb.

It is only through healing yourself,
 And growing beyond what you think,
 That you can heal the minds, hearts and bodies of other,
 Turning the tide of humanity from the brink.
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Buttons

Bright and colorful,
Many shapes and sizes,
Textures and compounds,
Functions and Abuses.

Do it up, Shake it down,
Collapse, Roll on the ground,
Pushed to the limits of sanity,
Exposing the true gravity.

Locked in under,
Warm and cosy,
Open to the elements,
Cold, raw, exposed.

Pushing without knowing,
Hidden in the background,
Pushing others buttons,
Till the final let down.

Buttons glow darkly,
With menace and contempt,
Hiding the raging rivers,
Of molten resentment.

Pretty and purposeless,
Unleashing the drama,
Violence arising,
Inflicting the trauma.

Buttons so small,
insignificantly demanding,
Be gentle and tender,
Is what they are commanding.

Ripping to shreds,
The value of what they do,
Buttons are a danger,
The trigger the unthinkable.

Thank-you for the buttons,
That create Peace and warmth in our lives,
For the ones that teach us,
For the ones that help us thrive.

Thank you to the ripples,
That each button sets forth,
For the connections to each other,
That each button brings forth.

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Words in Head

Words in Head..

You keep vibrating and rolling, spinning dervishly around,
Trapped in a vortex, not making a sound,
Unlimited

What is the point you words are trying to make,
The confusion surrounding each movement,
Unfakers

Chills of experience echo through the visual medium,
Lives lost with a cause, change must now be pivotal,
Rainmakers

Epitome of lies sweep across the floors of men,
Questioning others, no personal responsibility taken,
Untruths

Hurting without reason, the lights of this world,
Transforming the mountains to volcanoes of source,
Eruptions

Heavy in the bones, weight switches side to side,
Out of the narrow field of acceptance, discounted, outride,
Untrenders

Swearing, breathing heavy, anger rampant, skin sweaty,
Blessed Mary the only image, project forward, hide the skinny,
Unhalograms

Humble, crumble, rumble and stumbles from within,
Peace remains at the beginning, build upon it’s base,
Unshakeable

Meaning not of the making of words, feelings construe,
Veils of experience amplify and diffuse
Unemotive

Each word, each letter constructed to convey energy,
Limited only by use, imagination and courage,
Unknowable

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Message:

The journey Ends and Begins with but a pause,
There is no sense of what went on, after or before,
It is the lull in the waves of silence on shore,
It is the nothingness of being, implosion assured.
Where to begin, worry not, for you are awakening,
Energy is thrumbing, preparing your body,
Eliminating all the excess and waste,
Defining the needed, the timely, you’re fate.
Ego withstands much battering and thwarting,
Determined to control, no direction, no sourcing,
Let go of the meaning, the purpose irrelevant,
Close your eyes and offer forgiveness, let go, simply float.
Directionless you are not, the maps simply hidden,
Fly across the waves, with youthful invigorment,
Rinse off your wants and flow to what enlivens,
Write of the journey, map the path…
I stutter and stop, I struggle to engage,
I lose the plot, I feel fasical and afraid,
I know what is needed, here and now on one level,
On another I am lost, lack lustre, only a ripple.
Tiredness overwhelms, I think only of sleep,
My brain feels numb, unable to take it all in,
So humbly I handover my dreams and my passions,
Trust the deeper knowing of what enlivens, I’m ready, beginning.
You let go and reform the bounty of knowledge,
Emotions are rampant, energy overflowing,
Ground with the Earth, the stars and heavenly bodies,
Trust in your preciousness, trust in your soul’s journey.
No beginning no end, your circle keeps turning.
You’ve been here before, simply deepening the knowing, Curl up and just Be, comfort your physical needs,
Leave the logic and stigma of rightfullness to seed.

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Does it make sense?

When the World doesn’t make sense,
If nothing seems to align,
All hell appears to break loose,
Moral values challenged, not in line.

Arms raised with abandon,
Eyes are rubbed, tears are shed,
Shoulders are shrugged,
Frustrated bellowing rears it’s ugly head.

Breathe with gentle intensity,
Trust in the way,
It is all coming together,
For a new and beautiful day.

It is only when we lose hope,
That our lives are transformed into nothing,
Our existence matters, we are once more,
The energy of Love and a greater happening.

Hating the waiting,
Transfixed by the movement of time,
Thinking creates spinning,
Chills run through the spine.

Endless and ever widenning,
The gaps in the meaning,
Senseless and useless, motionless movement,
Self perpetuating whining.

Stand tall with intent,
To be more that you think,
Create more than envisage,
Let life be your drink.

Taste the many flavours,
Sip sweetly the succulent nectars,
Listen to the gentle calls,
Feel the many sensual textures.

Life isn’t about making sense,
History has shown this through out time,
There is no answer, yet there is the hope,
When we resign to Being, we will finally be aligned.

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NoWhere and EveryWhere

Transversing this space,
She recognises the sign posts,
To trauma, To Joy,
To upheaval through a landmine,
Though she knows there are these ways…
She wants there to be a new path,
One to get lost in,
One to be found in at the same time.

This life of hers is wanting,
There’s something more to done,
Where are her achievements?
Hidden away in a drawer.
She withers into the background,
The smoke rising above,
A sigh of relief slips through her lips
She escapes the emotional floods.

Numbed through her bones,
She tries to break free,
The numbing once evicted,
Reasserts itself as a need.
She tumbles around,
Bouncing from one thing to the next,
Always centered on staying true
To her inner Goodness.

Wandering into a dimensional space,
Connecting with newly discovered Hearts,
She breathes with ferocity,
Finding Sacred Peace in the dark.
Whilst she feels she is NoWhere,
The truth she now knows,
Her existence is EveryWhere,
As she continues to grow.

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Self comfort

She held her own hand, 

Gently stroking with her thumb, 

Providing comfort through her fears, 

Being with her emotional self. 

Hidden behind her crossed legs, 

She felt guilt and uncomfortable, 

Nurturing an unspoken need, 

She quietly breathed and relaxed. 

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