I’m reading To Shake the Sleeping Self by Jedidiah Jenkins. My friends bought it for my birthday; it’s about a guy who reaches his thirties and realises he hasn’t really lived, so he’s never really discovered much about himself. He drops everything and leaves his comfort zone firmly in the rear view to bike from … Continue reading Questions without answers: exploring themes of longing and trust
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A different kind of knowing
Some of my poems refer to ‘knowing’ in a sense that is more than accumulated knowledge or facts. I’ve only become consciously aware of this type of knowing over the past couple of years, but listening to an Eckhart Tolle podcast recently I’ve begun to realise I've always instinctively leaned into this kind of non-conceptual … Continue reading A different kind of knowing
Time to Play
It’s free to play So play away It costs nothing but your time What’s time When there’s so much to gain Rather yours than mine A trajectory that’s flattened A curve that never peaks A busy state of doing No space to think or speak A path that’s well mapped out by all who’ve trod … Continue reading Time to Play
Follow Your Knowing: when intuition leads to awesomeness
I had a few things on my plate last week and I was dithering. I can be a queen of procrastination and on this particular day my brain was cycling through options like a washing machine set to spin. Then a clear instruction appeared: walk to the shop and pick up some milk. This instruction … Continue reading Follow Your Knowing: when intuition leads to awesomeness
The Truth of Now
If we’re well and truly honestThere’s a truth we don’t allowCreating history and futuresOnly happens in the nowWe can lament what has been lostOr learn and move alongSpend a lifetime stuck in what could beOr be right where we belongThe only starting point to anywhereIs in the steps we takeSlowly inching onwardsfull in life as … Continue reading The Truth of Now
The Silent Sparrow
The house sparrows felt at home in the noise and din of another day Chirping, chirruping, chattering, tweeting all they had to say Banter was their birth-right, they made their presence known Quarrel by name and nature, seeds of gossip daily sewn But one young sparrow merely listened, to the chatter of all the rest … Continue reading The Silent Sparrow
Be With What Is.
My brother and his lovely family visited us last weekend and I booked us a trip to some Christmas illuminations (pretty lights in pretty trees in the grounds of a pretty castle, I'm a sucker for sparkle and beautiful surroundings so it was a winner for me). I imagined our families getting into the Christmas … Continue reading Be With What Is.
Out Of My Head
My head likes many questions but they don’t like me they tangle me in knots until I want to flee but talk to me of magic and I’m as light as air rising in the thermals to appreciate what’s there there’s an energy that’s true but I can’t see or hear only stillness can reveal … Continue reading Out Of My Head
Everyday magic: finding wonder in the ordinary
Walking my dog I came across something I have never noticed in my 37 years on this Earth. I’ve doubtless walked past it many times, but this was the first time I actually saw it. Thin bridges of iridescence, flaring horizontally, suspended impossibly in mid-air and revealed only by the morning light. Their pattern was … Continue reading Everyday magic: finding wonder in the ordinary
Relaxation is an Art Form
My first thought on seeing my daughter relaxing on my parents dining table was, 'Get off, we don't lie on the table!' Luckily, I'm now much more able to check my immediate thoughts before I voice them. I stopped and took in the view: Stuffed animal as a pillow, favourite soft toy to snuggle, a … Continue reading Relaxation is an Art Form
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