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Proserpina

You unshackled me quick, in perfect synchronisation with summer’s end, dropped from the womb like a rock -immediate sink. I was born with calculation, my body dispersed on metallic scales like butcher’s meat: pink baby breathing exact measures, inches of faith. Phoenix-like, I grew from death’s air; end of harvest and witherings, I and darkness sprouted in sisterhoodContinue reading “Proserpina”

I told you no

you make your way in like a ruthless predator opening up, pulling apart push and pull. I remember the waves, the sea with its flow infiltrate then withdraw. I pray for it, wish I was drowning. but the heaviness of your body I can’t ignore. Stiffness. You draw me in like an animal. Breathing inContinue reading “I told you no”

Memories from the womb

I withdraw; a calling of the Inner to bleed deeper, into the ground – nourishment. I open myself to receive the gift of remembering. I take shape foetus-like – as if drawing a piece of string, my body into a spiral, a crescent; my spine is a moon of bone Knees to heart, forehead toContinue reading “Memories from the womb”

Cacao blessings

I have been blessed to start my favourite month of October attending a Cacao Ceremony in a secluded beautiful house in nature. I was seventeen years old when I attended my first Cacao Ceremony, an experience which initiated my search for meaning and for a deeper connection to myself, god, nature and spirituality. It’s beenContinue reading “Cacao blessings”

Darkness is your candle*

October ushers in a sense of new beginnings. It’s strange, as around us, death melts the leaves and trees, as all that is green rusts away. I have always been in love with the autumn, with the quiet ending that it brings to life. There is a sense of peace that comes with this finalityContinue reading “Darkness is your candle*”

Crescent

Tonight, a beginning clings to the edge of this crescent moon – hanging with grace like a precious jewel. Beginnings never arrive solitary – endings pave the way for a fresh arrival. I take myself back, for a brief moment, through the roads that carried grief within their curvatures, through the places that hold the memoryContinue reading “Crescent”

Pain as a necessary reminder

Welcome back, little girl, small palms carrying a world so heavy. I tried to tell you – your hair is meant to wrap around the earth’s roots and your eyes are an offering to the sea. You didn’t listen. You trusted in a world that’s so elusive where lust and love are tangled up likeContinue reading “Pain as a necessary reminder”

Split

Call to the girl within It’s been a while as the path is branched with diversions. Nevertheless, I always return within – to you. Sometimes weary, tired; on other days I come hurried and distracted; today, I’m here to ask for the way forward. You’ve always known although you embrace silence, wanting to let meContinue reading “Split”

Your leaving; a beginning

A poem for my father Your leaving is a miracle. Light and fresh – grieving the space you left. This summer rain soothes the open wound. Your leaving brings a sort of spaciousness. As if it is easier to breathe. One day I will be ready to forgive You And when I do you willContinue reading “Your leaving; a beginning”

Stone of Silence

I come from a world that was once broken. Like a ray of sunlight pulsing her way through tree branches, I am finding my way home. I pray that it will all flow through me – let it flow through me. My purpose. Today I hold in the palm of my hand a small greenContinue reading “Stone of Silence”