RE-

Re-Frame the pictures in your mind, change perspective, move to a better time

Re-Write the stories that you tell, create new tones that uplift and dispel

Re-Sing the songs of your heart, let the rhythm sway your limbs

Re-Dance the steps of old, discover the messages hidden to behold

Re-View all of your worth and value every contribution

Re-Sign from negativity, allow the true signs to come into clarity

Re-Schedule your time to make the most of what is your passion

Re-Enter the memories and possibilities of joys and pleasures.

 

 

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Beginning again

Upon her pillow she lies in wait,
Ever elusive, intangible and late.
The mattress supports the stillness within
She moves not an inch, she cannot begin.
Eyes that are closed, chemicals pounding,
She despises her weakness, she succumbs to her fate.
With a deepening sigh, she relaxes her muscles,
Giving in to the demons, that lie in her wake.
Taunted by lovers, who ignore her needs,
She rolls into the corner, shrinking her being.
The demands never leave her, to be what she isn’t,
Strong, Courageous, loving and Giving.
Coldness seeps through her pores, she knows not why,
Attention is sought by all that Love and need her.
She mechanically pretends to be more than she is,
Embracing with much gentleness her own frailty within.
Spiralling as galaxy, across the endless space
She no longer recognises the long drawn face
The photos remind her of all that she once dreamed
Where is she now…Is the hope of once again being?
So walking the trek up mountains and through valleys,
She trusts in God’s wisdom, that this path of hers matters.
That somewhere, somehow the light will brighten her day,
Melting the shield that protects her in every way.
Clawing to life she starts to see changes,
Hope still exists, whilst fragile and unstable.
Seeking help and moving more, there seems to be less waiting,
The chemicals dissipate so slowly, it appears to be failing.
Persisting with great determination, sometimes she makes head way,
Then feels herself slipping backwards, she’s aware and unveiled.
This is the path of the darkest night,
Taunting and unending, dim and of great fright.
She knows in her heart that change always abounds,
Her desire to step forth and embrace it all is greater, she once more grounds.
And so the tango of a return to wellness continues,
She gently steps forward with her heart and offers her forgiveness.
Open and willing she will return from this fight,
And with support, Love and creativity she will regain her life.
One filled with laughter and Joy, Dancing and Singing,
Beauty and Divinity, this is only the beginning.

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Unleashing the Monster

Unleashing the monster who feeds on her soul,
She walks and she talks with no purpose or hope.
Despair ripens within her inner heart,
Overflowing, oozing juices contaminating it all.

Unforgiving and uncaring she still does what’s right,
The only one to suffer is herself, with such spite.
She undermines the good work that uplifts her energy,
It thumps to the ground, hard and full of nothingness.

Fear corrupts all of her good intentions,
It gnaws away at the truth of her soul.
Underpinning this is thoughts of her own worthlessness,
She feels tumultuous tossed on the sea of emptiness.

Rain beats down on her roof, echoing her loneliness,
The occasional reprieve of sunlight peeking in.
Dry tears do not fall, they too are so empty,
She silently calls for help… that appears non-existent.

Time has a magic if she can simply keep walking,
It heals the living, even when they are empty.
She trusts in this magic and holds true to her course,
Revisiting the old knowing that can steady her course.

Opening her heart to the wonders of this life,
She fakes it till she makes it, that’s the magic of time.
She welcomes into her life those of the light,
Allowing the energy to reignite her life.

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Butterfly in Peru 2006

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Discerning her Truth

She wants so badly to belong to the song
That her family sings, calling her home
She takes a step renewed with Hope
That there lies the Support the Love and Growth

She dances right in, I am here, I belong
The looks of despair simply grow as do the groans
Here she goes again, she needs to be brought into line
That is not of our song, she must conform

So with a mighty hammer they seek to bring her down
Barbed words fly in her face, casting deepened frowns
She has heard the song and still believes she can open up
Her heart divulges her dreams, her dilemmas her life

With Jealousy and Judgement she is scarred yet again
Her retreat from the poison to late, she is dead
When will she learn that mere blood does not hold
The Love and Support she needs to energise and evolve

Sapped of her Hope and Bitter from the Truth
She attempts to rise above the bitterness that moves through
Looking through the lense of gentleness and peace
She sees their pain and their rigid beliefs

Stepping away she can still hear the song
She knows now this was the place she once belonged
The challenges were simply the opportunities to grow
And the Love that is there is filled with fear of the unknown

Reaching for her truth she can feel there’s a new way
She is forging ahead and is happy in herself each day
The difference she makes by simply being the person she is
Creates the space for new beginning and new songs to sing

Discerning the path to walk and dance she finds difficult and daunting
Walking away she knows there much more worth learning
Supported anew by the vibrancy of friends
This life of hers is worth living to the utmost of ends.

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Giving UP on waiting!!!!

IMG_20170311_133919[1]She waits in the shadows of her life for the right time
To step step centre stage into her lime light
She waits for her body to be perfect and thin
For her words to be articulate, sassy and bright

She works and she fails to lose the weight required
Fretting and wailing she continues to hide
Her words still ill formed, she feels stupid and weak
Fear of the mocking, moves her to retreat

Boldly she wants to launch on to the stage
Yet she waits for things to be just perfect
The truth she discovers is that her life is playing out
Nothing is happening, it’s boring, cause’ she’s not out

The wisdom of age resonates the need to give up
There is no such moment of perfection to give a start
Instead she needs to launch and choose to begin
Just one step it takes and who knows where it wends

The play of her life is richer for her presence
There is laughter, there is sadness, but most of all pleasure
For the pursuit of her life brings with it the passions
The abundance of learning and knowing are discoveredIMG_20170311_133931[1]

The light is bright and the shadows draw long
If she looks about she sees her cheer squad egging her on
The fears have melted and she discovers the perfection
Of begin with the imperfect and with it the golden edging

Curvaceous and beautiful, fluid and clear
Her life resonates messages that those willing do hear
As time moves on the barriers to living are withdrawn
The flowing of life allows everything to resolve

As the curtains come down she bows and she grins
This being your own life is worth everything
The cheers and the applause drown out the not knowing
She stands tall and proud and draws upon simply living.

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What does Loneliness Look Like?

In the flick of her hair, she jumps right on in,
Helping with the load, carrying food in,
She greets all with a smile, no frown is to be had
In the presence of God, she is safe, she has begun.

She falters not once, driven by her sense of duty
She talks and supports all those in her circle
With care and with Love she meets all who are new
Her abundance of giving continues to get her through

Vulnerability of hers remains hidden in the shadows
It persists in the silence when all else matters
Her eyes glaze over and she wonders why she is here
Her energy is spent, there are no more fears

Disconnected and content within she clings to the version
Of herself filled with life, reason and purpose
No one calls or reaches out, she is strong she is independent
The stillness outside penetrates deep into the recesses.

Depressed she is not, for she sees the wonders in this life
The sunrise and sunset, the cicadas that thrive
The “I heart you” as her son slips out the door
The wiggly waggly tail of the fur baby on the floor

These are not the things she is missing in her life
Perhaps it is more her own being of delight
The rampant child full of mischief and mayhem
The artist the musician, the dancer within

Where does her spirit go to play all the long day?
It waits with relish for the time to finally give way,
When the freedom to simply be without needing to align
With another’s perspective of what it means to be fine.

Loneliness is the loss of passion and meaning in life
Where connections are superficial and harbour the need to do right
Surrounded or alone, it matters not for her sense of being
When connected she is the super hero of every girls dream.

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Bunny Rabbit’s Dream

Bunny rabbits hop, about the bright meadow
Sipping the dew on long bended stalks
the sun glitters through, saying how is your day
Hop along now, no dawdling, it’s time to play

The owl is asleep so be joyous and leap
Over branches that are fallen, surry beneath ferns bright green
Fluff up your ears and merrily dance
Chew on the green grass that has newly sprung from the earth

Soft paws feel the warmth of the sun upon the ground
The buzzing of insects collecting nectar from the banksia
Birds calling to their mates and their kind
Looking around but leaving bunnies alone

Holes in the earth hide the homes of un Bunnies
Warm and of the earth they shield us from those that are hungry
Appearing without warning, the teeth of the predator,
Sniffing about, salivating at our scenting

With a quick witted leap, bounding through the fence
We Bunny rabbits are elusive, we know how to escape
And curling up with pleasure at the end of the day
Knowing we are what we are, we can now dream away.

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Dreaming of Stress

Sleeping at night is full of relief
It takes you away on a gentle fluffy cloud
As you rest laying down away you are whisked
So what gives that I’m now dreaming of stress?

Being jailed for not being the good parent I thought I was
Ending up behind bars, in a women’s prison, who’d have thought
Working till my head was spinning atop
Being groped at, heavy breathed on, this is not my choiceIMG_20151224_105921.jpg

Wiping clean, and unfurling the tendrils of memory
Adding brilliant light and glitter, sealing in all that is true
There is no good or bad, be careful of judgement
It is the emotion that is being processed and washed away

By myself I eat well, and care for me
The responsibility weighs in when I am home with love
It seems out of kilter, distorted and warped
I need to surrender to care of myself

Stress I have lived with for many of my days
If not real then made up, it is a familiar
How to shift away from this bubble
How to pop it and step out into freedom I wonder

Move too fast and the bubble will reform even thicker
It protects you from death in it’s convoluted way
Instead move tentatively into the light, allow it to thin
Then what holds you back will diminish and you will win

Open to that which shines radiantly upon you
Within you it too shines radiantly with warmth
Speak with authority when you have something to say
Not to fill the space, fracturing the truth in your words.

Nose drips reveal the crying of my soul
It cries with the joy of knowing what is foretold
With Grace and Acceptance I may continue to dream of stress
This is the cleansing and processing on the path to Peace.

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Pray not, Live true

Opening to the pathways that lie beneath our feet
Transmitting messages to beyond for us to keep
Heads are down in prayer for all the pain
Hands are melded together in oneness not in vain

Sitting letting all there is just be
Holding on to the old, pushing further into the field
Grass so green, waving vibrantly in the wind
Blessed and Broken we stand upon the precipice of the hill

Can you hear me speak, do you listen to words
Is it the feeling they convey, or the intent behind
Ears are ringing with the invalidity of this course
Where to turn to, Where to go, steady she goes

The solomness with which each word is written, each thought unravels
Is the beauty within itself,
Fibonacci stumble upon the beauty of asymmetry
The power of letting it out

Find the patterns within that make sense and are true,
Scream with passion and dance to the frequency
Of being alive, undoing the mystery
Learning to thrive, Becoming the sleuth

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Ancestors

Rising upon the energy to heal
Face to face in the mirror, I see them reveal
The destiny of my life for the time to come
The beginning to end, the beat of the drum

Conspiring away, I forget their tangible presence
I think I am alone as I step through the present
But beside me, around me, they exist in spirit
I now honor their open and visible visits

Gratitude to those who walked here before me
Who cleared the paths of righteous glory
Who laid down their lives for the freedom I live
Who surrounded the world in Love, to give

Ancestors of old, of new and future
Connected we are, each chiselling the potential
Memories sweep over the mere living existence
In my hands I am held by you all in this instance.

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