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Shadows in waves, tides shift in mefrom deep darkness to light and easeand back to dark. It’s the tendency within hands to reach. What I see outside myself pretends to promise wholeness. I slip into old skin and remember, even if for only one brief moment, the constrictions of reaching. I remember I was theContinue reading “Mirrors of the mind”

In the light of the mind I see with utmost clarity the cravings of the self and within this longing I carry the pain of the world. When the walls within me disappear, the illusion of separation, I dance with nothing gripping.  I’m tired of the ones that speak only of light and transcendence. IContinue reading “Lights within”

I release everything within the tendency to hold. I observe myself gripping on to almost anything, gripping to what has the potential to feed me life for I am hungry. I observe in me the tendency to hold, heavy handed, gripping and suffocating what comes my way, squeezing out all nourishment, a blood sucking leech,Continue reading “Stay free”

I go outside and the ground softens under my feet to welcome me. Here, we walk without shoes. Here, we never eat alone. We gather and pray to the undoubtable God of our Hearts. And we are Mothers to the Earth and to each other. We bleed with the darkened Moon and birth new lifeContinue reading “This is our home”

It’s a war of frequency. I remember as a young girl the fascination I had with magic and things of the unseen, and later my mother brought into home the ideas of energy, vibration. As a priest’s daughter, God never left me. I come from generations of healers, silent healers, not the ones garnished withContinue reading “The wars underneath”

Two dead snakes at my feet today, on my daily walking path like an omen of some sort. I am mesmerised by it all: the shiny scales, eyes wide open, flattened by death and lifeless. Not three – the number that is holy and giving. But two – what divides, the dichotomy, opposites and choices.Continue reading “Death in two snakes”

1. And sometimes we have to come back to the world even when there’s no light and even when our flaws cling to us, reminding us of our darkness, we come back and love it anyway, just as it is. 2. Golden kiwis, their juices weeping down the length of my arm like soft honey.Continue reading “July 18: Beautiful things – observing what is”

1. Sovereignty is sacred. 2. Cwtch [kutch] = noun. Welsh; wrapping of your arms around someone to make them feel safe in the world. A warm affectionate hug, cuddle that gives a feeling of a safe place or home. A small space of storage – the heart. 3. “Remember that this world is an illusionContinue reading “July 16/17: Beautiful things – observing what is”

1. A pink morning sky bleeding into the day, ripening right under my eyes. The beauty we miss when sleeping. 2. You can’t fall out of love. The memory of everything and everyone you’ve ever loved and will love is imprinted in you like an old scar, or the textures of an old ancient song.Continue reading “July 15: Beautiful things – observing what is”

The sky opens with rain and I remember my grandmother saying when it rains like this, we’ve angered god. The wind unsettles me also, moving and pushing me, demanding his ways. I am foolish to think I can guard myself from it all, wrapped in an oversized plastic poncho, looking somewhat like a white swishingContinue reading “the holy in human”