Swing it

Back in the days
I used to rock a swing
I would sky so high
My toes would touch the tip of the trees

Full in with legs, hips and shoulders
Not a cell in me wasn’t concerned
By reaching out
Aiming for a full loop

This morning I’m in flight
Sensing it’s time
For another 360

Dream on

How do you say goodbye to a broken dream?

Do you pile it in a box and store it away
Melt it in your heart
Send it on its day
Blend it with the Earth into a sweet decay

Do you cry it out of you
Laugh or scribble an exit
Do you ask a friend to unhook it
Let it spontaneously move along

There is no one way to do this
Maybe one place to start is to ask

If you came to
What would you look like today?

You’re an Antenna

Your body is an Antenna for new information
You act as a receptor
And diffuse this knowing to anyone you meet
Who comes in resonance to its frequency

This means
You need to be rested
You need to be grounded
You need to be hydrated
You need to be relaxed

Your job is to make sure
The signal is clear most times
Take care of the conduit

Make it available for High Transfer
There is more incoming than you could imagine

The other side of the rainbow


First, I want to tell you
Each step of the way
I want to make you safe

Also, the steps I am going to suggest
Are going to feel far far away
From the ones you would have chosen

You used to disconnect, enmesh in others, freeze
We are not going to hide away this time
We are headed for the opposite direction

It’s going to feel blunt and wild and inappropriate
It’s going to feel unsafe
It’s to be expected

You are going to be OK
I will hold your hand all the way through
I won’t let go for even a split second

We’re moving to the other side of the rainbow

My little Odyssey

I would have taken you
With me yesterday

To a wonderful little bookstore
That popped more stories than I could hold

Pick up seashells of opale blue
The kind you place in a treasure chest

A picnic on the rocks with seaweed taste
One curious chat with a seagull
Up a twelve step ladder

An enlivened atmosphere
Where nothing particular happens
Yet everything clicks

A butterfly on a string
Just a hint
Of what tomorrow brings

First reconnect

When you panic
When it stings
Or piles up in your head
When thoughts are running
First reconnect

When you fight or flight
Get agitated or confused
Numb or not coordinate
When you feel sort of diffuse
First reconnect

Before you make a move
Find your groove

Close your eyes
Follow your breath
Hand on skin
Pause & listen in

Off the merry go round

No more room for bullshit

The one I cary
The one I throw around annoyingly
The one I receive, tolerate or put up with
The one I ignore
The one I lazy into
The one I’ve saved up for when I need an excuse

I keep it all because
I put myself under so very much pressure
Pleasing, agreeing or complying

I sometimes press myself in spaces
I didn’t want to be in
In the first place
Maybe not in a general sense
But in some of the specifics

They are my back up plan
Act as safety valves
And stress relief

What if I listen more closely
Move only where I feel called
Adjust the specifics before jumping on board
I wouldn’t need to keep so many

It’s time to get off the merry go round

Call on a Rainbow

We love a Rainbow in our lives
The colors, sparkle and joy
Yet, we don’t necessarily seek
The circumstances that create it

3 conditions must be met
For a rainbow to happen

It must be raining
The sun must be shining
And the observer placed
Between the Sun and the Rain

It might require a shower so big
It clears out the sky

You don’t call on a Rainbow
In the middle of the storm
You wait until it’s over
It shows up on its own
From light reshapen

Human going Live

I felt so lonely Monday
I thought, let’s get organised
And talk to one soul for 5 min today

I wept on the train one night
Paused before the first tear
If someone asks about the mask
I’ll plea for air and humanity

I walk barefoot in the park
It gets out smiles and questions
Are feet the new face ?

I used to be quite discreet
Every day of this week
I danced in the street

I’m a Human going Live

Sing me your note

Monday I was singing
With other souls
I was meeting for the first time

I was amazed, nurtured and hypnotized
By their sound
Hearing someone sing
Turns them beautiful

Singular to someone else’s note
Each tone took me
On an entirely different journey
Helped me see their kind of beauty

Heading home that night I wondered

If we would introduce ourselves
And connect
With one note
Rather than ready made formulas
What could we see and hear
Of each other ?

We might hear its beauty
And potential
We could see ourselves
And each other
We would realize how
Organically and creatively we assemble

This world might just make
More sense to engage in