These are original poems, intuitively guided.
Please enjoy them, share them in your yoga classes, acting classes and theatres, with your clients, in your schools, with your patients and those in your care, in your morning meetings, boardrooms and businesses. Or simply enjoy reading, listening and connecting with them yourself.
All I ask is that you reference me as the author of these poems, thank you.
Did You Notice?
Did you notice Her in the sweet caress against your cheek
In the Earth beneath your feet
Did you notice the moss and the wild primrose
As she smiled at you from the kerb;
Peek!
As you push and shove and reel
The chase, the fix of closing another deal
For What?
Did you notice Her birdsong call
The new dawn
The swell of fire in Her belly
The gentle beat of Her crimson heart:
Fall
As you command, not asking Her choice.
Listen In
Her Sovereignty is Alive
Her voice is here!
Hear: Listen, Listen, Listen ….
Remembering Joy
We may break
Yet we are not broken
We are adjusting, cracked open with love.
And in the illusion of darkness
There is always light – of this I am sure.
Where there is uncertainty
The next chapter is divinely guided.
The story of old is let go
And our hearts lead the way.
Unfolding in perfect time
We are lifted and gifted.
May you be in the remembrance of joy in each moment.
Returning to the Sun – Solstice
The longest night, the dampest day, the darkest sky
The fierce wind blows.
It’s all beautiful this morning, as I return to myself.
For the past is gone, carried on the gentle breath of time.
For all this I am grateful.
Thankful for the pain, the grief and the sorrow, that brought me to my knees.
For the teaching and the healing of deep wounds.
It’s all beautiful this morning, as I return to myself.
For the past is gone, burnt up in the fire of my soul.
For I am thankful.
Grateful for the peace in my heart
For the bliss of love itself.
It is all beautiful this morning, as I return to myself.
For this is now, the sway of the lapping water, that holds my unbinding.
For I am grateful.
Thankful for the steadiness of this damp day,
the earth that receives the rain and supports my feet beneath it.
It is all beautiful this morning, as I return to myself.
For here are the seeds of newness of what is yet to be,
Glistening in the light of my Heart.
Om Shanthi, Shanthi, Shanthi
Perfect Place
It has not been the week I expected.
I have found myself in a place that is not where I thought I would be.
And yet it is exactly where I am being asked to be.
Reclaiming Myself
I am my own country
The land within extends its grace.
The scape is steady, earthed.
It sustains this internal blossoming.
Expansive space opens up
As I am cradled in its love
My vessel holds me – easy, softly, gently.
I reclaim my sovereignty
It is of my own creation.
Letting Go
Moon, you draw us in and breathe us out.
Your ebb and flow whispers as we sail the tides of life.
Carry what no longer serves us into your ocean heart.
So we may shine bright as you dear Moon.
The Promise
As the dark clouds hang in the sky, they whisper
A promise of blue ahead.
The wind blows Her fierce warmth upon my face
I breathe Her in
And as I breathe out, I too am breathed into Her ecstatic love.
The waves roll within my Heart
As the river quivers upon entering the ocean,
She calls to leap!
The sun within brings hope, faith, trust.
As presence begins, it leaves
With thanks for this moment of beckoning forth.
Returning to our Essence
And then the gentle beat of rains came
Softening the flames of passion
Calming the emotional swell that has consumed us.
May we move beyond our stuck minds
Beyond attachment and control
Beyond our ego and our fear.
May we return to the connected space
Between us
To our Hearts
To our love for each other.
Infinite Possibility
I woke to the light of the Earth
Open to the emptiness of the day.
Freedom waving, the seeds of liberation within
Silence in my head, open to the emptiness of the day.
That – that only sees the grace, that brings forth love.
Open to the emptiness of creation itself.
Peace, peace, Shanthi Om
Winter’s Kiss
Snow caps and the gentle silence of white flakes
Blessing your skin.
Frosty spirals weaved in webs – patterns unfolding,
Unbinding the gates around your Heart.
For mind too shall melt downwards to meet you.
The whispering mist rolling through valley and down –
Calling with her tender embrace – let me hold you.
Stinging chill brings nature’s blusher to your cheeks –
Feel my sweetness breath with you.
Bright bursts of light drench you through the dark skies above
A glimmer – a song for hope sounding across the lands.
The stillness of the damp, earthen leaves
Renewing for the rebirth of Spring’s note:
Inviting the smell of your becoming.
For this is Winter’s Kiss of aliveness.
All that is without, awakening senses within.
Steadfast Heart, constant beat, joyful peace.
Winter’s Truth –
My love she calls
I am still here,
I am always here
Nature’s voice carries you home.