spirituality

I take my grief to the river

In the light of love, there’s grief I take my grief and sit with itAnd in the light of grief, there’s grace I soften in all that is outside myself: storms of loss, patterns of sadness, a world sick and begging for help And in the light of us, there’s day trips that never happenedpoemsContinue reading “I take my grief to the river”

to live in a body of pain

I don’t fit well in my body, some daysmy body does not contain me, in ways it feels as if my body’s not minelacking in joy and what’s divine Like womb rejecting a coiled foetus, my skin rejects my belonging so I fill myself up beyond fullness, with longing testing the boundaries of expansion I want to love and learnContinue reading “to live in a body of pain”

Silence as prayer

Untangle the threads of the god-story. These threads have been keeping you knotted up in wrong places, stifling you into submission. And what does it take to be in this body fully with no story? All the shells of false belonging are cracked, all the skins of labels and definitions are shed. Your full surrenderingContinue reading “Silence as prayer”

Poiesis

I hold a world in me, big and scattered with parts I recognise, but mostly – I am a stranger to this skin, foreign feet feeling fully. To places that held me prior, I now struggle to belong. To worlds that reflected back parts of me, of who I was, I struggle to find anyContinue reading “Poiesis”

upward path downward flow

on my first day I go down to the riverask her to receive me. I am an unexpected arrival. God welcomes me in his miraculous ways: your upward path, my downward floware fixed by law divine. my task is to refresh your soulyours to discover mine.* a life of searchingfor god’s soul. on tree branches,Continue reading “upward path downward flow”

Still light

Words from the Winter Solstice 2022. The fire thrives when we tend to it with regularity. It strengthens itself from the spaces, space which might seem like a lacking, or a loss of some sort. But this space in-between is in fact necessary, space that allows for its unfolding. To burn like this requires theContinue reading “Still light”

A light so heavy

We’re all wounded here. And who am I but another wounded one bearing a light so heavy. Who am I but an empty vessel offering to god’s feet. It’s deluded to call ourselves healers, as if our hands can mend brokenness. To think it is us alone that births a breathing soulthat heals a brokenContinue reading “A light so heavy”

earthed

I arrived, 26 years ago, folded and compressed, a gasp on my mother’s lips, curiosity on her cheeks, a tiny miracle held on my father’s chest. My birth was planned and calculated, sterile. Brought by morning’s light. I wanted to leave, early on, when hearing the loud turning of this world, the air heavy withContinue reading “earthed”

Pericardium

In the hollow cave of heart lie the remains of a love, the bones.you carry this death with you Every Where a walking graveyard. When you try and speakthese bones lodge in the small openings of your throat. How many others hold on to the dead like this? a world that knows not about lettingContinue reading “Pericardium”

cages

cage = cavea (Latin), fig. a womb; hollow, the roof of the mouth; sockets of the eye; something that hinders freedom *** The revolution of loving each and every single inch of your precious body the cold feet, cracked lips, void space within your belly buttonyour thighsand in between them all the scars from openingContinue reading “cages”