Birthing Myself

 Seeing light, little glimpses of my soul,
getting excited about the possibilities,
about the real me,

opening myself up to everything,
experiencing it all, fragile and tender,
intense pain as well as intense joy,

wanting to depend on someone else
to hold me, carry me, seeking and finding
near reflections of my soul, 

holding tightly to those beautiful reflections
for fear of losing myself, then prying myself away,
realising they are just reflections,

feeling uneasy in this new birthed state,
a little cold, alone
unsure of the next step,

recognising and seeing my power,
finding my voice and standing my ground,
loving the version of me who makes me feel alive,

recognising that we are all connected,
I am never alone,
all is beautiful and all is love. 

Celebrating life!

Together

 

Let's stand together,
you and I,
our roots grounded firm,
branches raised to the sky.

The sunlight will warm
our limbs, together,
dappled gold through our leaves.

We'll feel the wind as he
blows his kisses,
our bark soothed by his breeze.

I look closer and I see big gashes in your side
where parts of you were torn away,

I am aghast and I wonder, how are you
still standing here today?

Every storm you've weathered,
every blow you've felt,
I feel your sadness and your pain.

But we'll stand together,
our spirits as one,
all the hurt washed away in the rain.

I'll breathe healing into your veins,
place my hands
on your strong, firm base,

love and strength from my soul to yours,
our hearts beat
in this sacred place.

Breathless

 

 I turn from my distracted life
and there you are, glowing,
through your mist of gold.

I see you and I am
breathless
as I watch the day unfold.

 

Strength and Beauty

 

 Drifted across the ocean,
found on a beach near me,
shaped and glazed with loving care, 
enchanting for all to see,

feathers of turquiose and brown,
stones that sparkle and gleam,
crystal, purple and blue,
jewels found in a stream,

a gift from a friend
with a golden heart,
spirit combined
with lovely art.

On uphill paths, the strength I feel,
the beauty that I see,
we have such adventures
my walking stick and me.

Through the Trees

 

 The wind came rustling
through the trees
as I walked
through the woods one day.

I held my breath,
'Speak to me',
I stopped and turned to say.

'Just breathe', he replied
as he kissed my cheek
then softly blew away.

Delicate

 

My beauty is
stronger than sweetness,
my sadness hurts
more than thorns.

Delicate, like the soft petals
of my favourite rose,
I'll let my guard down
when you're gentle and you're kind.

For a world is open before us
where we lay on soft beds of moss,
swim naked under waterfalls
and gaze upon the stars.

But without kindness and love,
it remains a hidden garden
that we'll only ever see
in our dreams.

After the Rain

 The way that you sparkle
after the rain,
after wind and torrents
have caused you to bend,

the way that you light up with the sun
after you've stood
through the storm,
feeling as though you would break,

the way you reflect so much grace
after you've been beaten down
to the point that you
almost lose yourself...

If you could only see
the beauty that's within you,
the precious gift
of life that you are!

You were barely breathing,
the light was hidden from your view.
But you take my breath away,
your radiance lights the path I tread.

Bliss

 

There is a place

where I sit with my

feet in the stream,

 

where my thoughts

can take flight and my

heart's free to dream,

 

where large fern trees

guard me and

songbirds surround me.

 

Together, we're all

bathed in

warm, golden light.

 

Here, I breathe deeply

and dreams are born freely

and heavy thoughts lifted,

with ease they take flight.

 

This place is hidden

and easy to miss,

a treasure worth finding,

for this place is bliss.

The Rose

 

 

I want to melt your heart,

to brush softly against your beating chest,

to invite you with my beauty.

 

I want to move your soul,

to let you feel all the things that

you haven't felt safe to feel.

 

I want to whisper words so gentle

they pierce you deep within,

reminding you how it feels to breathe.

 

I want to excite you with the radiance

of every colour and shade I bear,

helping you to come alive.

 

I want to catch your gaze,

to hold it and then reflect it

back to the beauty within you.

 

I want to melt your heart,

to beat as one within your chest,

to know the sweet taste of coming home.

Bare Bones

 

I see your shape
beneath your skin,
beneath the leaves
that clothe you,

your scars and
your scratches,
your well-weathered bark,
the storms you've lived to tell.

So much beauty
you carry inside.
Your bare bones reveal
who you are.

I see how you've bent
and you've twisted,
trying to be strong and
to hold everyone,

the will and the courage
to keep growing upward,
keep lifting your eyes
to the sky.

I see the shape of
your bare bones,
so delicate and
so strong.

I see your soul
and I love you.
You're safe to be
just who you are.

Forest Enchantment

 

 

 

In this place

where dreams are made,

I stand tall.

I'm unafraid

 

surrounded by

 my woodland friends,

where birdsong magic

never ends

 

and new surprises

are in store,

 new friends,

abundant love and more!

Abundant Flow

 

 

 In dark and quiet places
where often I don't go
my mind is free to rest,
breathe in and take it slow,

take all the time I need
for time is an illusion.
When I think there's not enough, 
that leads to more confusion.

Look, all around,
in wild, free spaces:
of abundance
there are traces!

When I'm open to the ways
in which abundance fills my days,

I am filled with awe and wonder
at the beauty and the grandeur.

Once, I felt
that all was broken.
Now, my heart
and palms are open

to receive in love
and grow,
dwell in Life's
abundant flow.

Giants

 

 In the empty space
where once a giant stood 
it would now appear
is just a stump of wood.

 This empty space consumes me,
the loss that I now feel, 
a giant presence missing,
a fear that is so real.

For gentle giants guide us
remind us who we are,
give us strength to cling to
when we've strayed afar.

But in their empty space,
they teach us something new,
a truth about ourselves,
a wisdom that rings true:

In the empty space
of our busy lives
we've filled with many things,
anxiety here thrives. 

Our ego is a giant.
With fear this tyrant reigns,
power its illusion,
control it merely feigns.

Our disconnect from Love 
has caused us so much strife.
Now Light shines through our fractures
revealing our true life.

The Light has found its way
in the giant's empty space.
And now I feel its glow,
its warmth upon my face.

So let that Light shine brighter,
catch fire, rage aflame,
then scorch away the paper armour,
burn away the shame.

When the Phoenix rises,
she needn't rise in anger.
She knows that there is something
that makes her even stronger.

Like a fiery sunset
of pastel colours made,
she's strong and she is gentle,
she's no longer afraid.

 A tender touch, a softness
she once had long before,
no longer needing armour,
her beauty shines once more.

Her fierceness and her courage,
her strong, emboldened gaze
come from the Source within,
the Light is set ablaze.

Now in the empty space
where air and sunshine flow
love and beauty thrive,
and life can freely grow.

The Path

 Storms ahead, wind behind
and water all around.
Sometimes, the path I choose
is harder to be found.

I can't go back, I must go forward,
but I do not see
the way that leads to better places,
better ways to be.

And so I carry on,
the blind leading the blind,
hoping to discover
a truth I seek to find.

Yes, this path is scary,
what lies ahead unclear.
And often I'm surrounded
by anxiety and fear.

But what if fear can teach me,
what if fear can be my guide,
showing me the things I often
bury deep inside?

Fear, you're present now
and it seems you're here to stay.
So I will stop and listen to
what you may have to say.

I know that you're just trying
to protect me from the pain.
But storms no longer scare me.
I love dancing in the rain!

So shower me with all you've got
and I will take the flood
of all the things that I've suppressed,
the thoughts entrenched in mud.

Then I will will build a castle
with my bare hands from the ground,
with jewels that were buried deep
once lost that now are found.

And I will walk on water
with my spirit lifted high.
No longer weighed down heavy, 
I know I was born to fly.

 

Morning Magic

 

 Morning magic,
rising mist,
dewdrops by
the sunlight kissed.

Ready to
embrace this day!
Sending love
and light your way!

Ruts and Stones

 

 

 The ruts and stones upon my path
remind me to slow down. 

They tell me to enjoy the journey,
take a look around.

But up and onwards I must go!

Sometimes this journey feels too slow.

 

And so, the seasons with their change,
the coloured leaves with varied range

speak to my impatient soul,
remind me that I'm being made whole.

 

And although I am often blind,
if I can simply stop, I'll find

 

a whisper on the summer breeze:
'slow down, breathe, live life at ease'.

There is no treasure to be won
when all is work, no time for fun.

It's in the climb, the uphill trudge,
the foggy fields, the mud and sludge

that I expand, and learn and grow.
So just relax and take it slow.

 

And as I grow in strength and will
while taking time to climb the hill,

I learn to trust my heart and mind.
This is the treasure that I find.

 

 

 

Free Fall

 

 

So you didn’t do the things

That you said you wanted to.

So you find you’re not invincible,

Your words not always true.

But look, you are still here.

And although you think you fell, 

Falling can be freeing

As time will surely tell.

Remember that perfection

Was never the end goal.

Learn to love your fragile heart,

Your brokenness made whole.

See your imperfections

As guides along your way.

Learn, and you’ll grow stronger

As you rise to face each day.

No more need for judgement,

For striving or for trying.

Surrender to your free fall

And you’ll find that you are flying.

Treading Water

 

Right now I'm treading water,
salt burns in my eyes,
waves of distrust crash over me,
cowardice and lies.

I know I will not drown,
but my lungs are really burning,
my tired limbs are aching,
the dark waters are churning.

The shore is still a long way off,
that tiny spark of hope
in the madness of this storm
is all I have to cope.

Just breathe in deep, yes take a breath,
the water will not drown you.
Just breathe in deep, clean breath of air.
Now peace and strength surround you.

Precious Friend

 

I missed my friend today.
She is so very far away.

I look up at the night sky,
reflecting on how time goes by.

How precious are the times we spend
with those we're blessed to call our friend.

Those she's with now feel her touch,
her loving words that mean so much.

So, even though I'm a bit sad,
I'm also feeling really glad

to know that in that far off place
she's putting smiles on ev'ry face.

And when she's home, we'll share a hug,
a cup of tea in a hot mug,

the deeds that show how much we care.
We'll relish all the time we share.

TLC

 

 

Here are the parts of me
that need some TLC:

Hair that grows in unwanted places,
some genetic flaw, these are the traces.

Pain in my leg, up and down it goes,
from my hip to my knee and into my toes.

Spots and bumps upon my skin,
an expression of pain deep within.

Pain in my shoulder and in my neck,
stress on my spine and down my back.

Crooked teeth and crooked feet,
without them, I'd be incomplete.

A mouth unloved too small, too meek,
desiring the freedom to smile and speak.

And what if I loved these unloved parts I see?
Would I find the healing, the beauty that's in me?

So, let's start the loving, let the healing begin.
And my body can finally mend from within.

Star Dust

 

Child from above, 
Of Star Dust you are made.
When you look to the future,
you are not afraid.

Magic in your fingers,
starlight in your eyes,
like the sun you call your home,
each new day you rise.

Every morning you begin,
the light warm on your face.
When day fades to night,
you look up into space.

 

You smile at the Moon,
the stars are your friends.
One day, you'll return
when your life on Earth ends.

Here, on this rock,
this green planet you love,
you shower your joy,
your dreams from above.

Your heart's overwhelmed,
you have so much to give,
an unstoppable force,
a life destined to live.

Death, I Thank You

Death, I thank you

for now my mind is freed.

You are the only thing 

in this life that's guaranteed.

You help me understand
that all of life's a treasure,
you give me a perspective,
from which my life to measure,

to ask myself in honesty
if the life I lead
is full of all the things
that I really need.

You help me come to terms,
especially when you're near,
to cherish my loved ones,
those that I hold dear.

Sometimes I may fear you,
and feel you are a thief
when all that I can think and feel
is overwhelming grief.

And yet, you are a comfort,
reminding me to feel,
you give my heart permission
to say that pain is real.

You stand with me and keep my heart
from turning cold as stone,
reminding me that in the darkness
I am not alone.

 And so, Death, I thank you,
my spirit you revive,
to live each day as though it counts,
to be fully alive.

Meet Me There

 

Meet me where
the dappled sunlight
filters through the trees.

Meet me where
the noise of life
drifts faintly like a breeze.

Meet me where

my heart's so full,
I'll dance and spin around.

Meet me where
I'll rest my head on
mossy, sacred ground.

Meet me where
tall trees build a
cathedral to the sky.

 

Meet me where 
their branches lift triumphant
raised up high.

Meet me where
the dew drops twinkle,
rain drops drip from leaves.

Meet me where
the voice of water
puts my mind at ease.

Meet me where
the sparkling stream
reflects the clear blue sky.

Meet me where
soft clouds paint
vivid stories floating by.

 Meet me where
the wind speaks to
the language of my soul.

Meet me where
I know I'm home,
here's where my heart is whole.

 

Ever Higher

 

Ever higher, through the sunlight

let the magic lead me on!

 

Let my arms become my wings,

let the path become my song! 

Let my feet on Earth be grounded

while my Spirit here takes flight

 

following the dreams within me

to my inner child's delight!

Sacred Space

 

Here is a space,

a sacred space

where you can simply be.

Here is a space,

a beautiful space

to hug and love a tree.

And in this space,

this wonderful space

our hearts are free to see

that this is how 

we're meant to live

and how we're meant to be.

Open Book

 

 

If I am an open book,
will you stop and take a look 

 

and read beyond the pages
of the stories that I tell?  

 

Will you take the lines I share

and hold them to your heart?

Will you promise not to
let them rip and fall apart?

 

 Will you glimpse the beauty,
and see the path I walk?

 

Will you hear my truth
underneath the shallow talk?

 

For words can be so empty,
but our souls can say so much.

 

And love is shown in action,

in kindness and in touch.

 

So I will try to hear your soul
and learn to listen more.
 

 And maybe we can find each other
through love's open door. 

 

 

 

 

Light at the Top

 

And then, when you've stumbled
over the ruts and stones on your path,
picked yourself up, carried on
through dark forests with ever winding roads
and climbed over a field of rough boulders,
your limbs aching, your mouth parched,
your lips chapped,
you see that there is light at the top. 
 

It beckons you further up and onward. 

You reach the summit and cry out for joy!

You refresh yourself
in the clear mountain stream and feel reborn!

 

And though there will be
many more mountains to climb, 
you are no longer afraid.
For this brief moment in time,
you are grateful
to just breathe in deep and enjoy the view.

Deep in the Earth

Deep in the Earth
I feel my heart beat
with a rhythm that flows
to my head from my feet.

 The secrets I hold
carried in the Earth's song
with every drum beat,
my heart sings along.

To be dirty and wild,
to dance and to spin,
to laugh free like a child,
nature's wild are my kin!

This is my home
where my soul can sing,
a place where my wildest
dreams take wing,

to be free to explore,
see the fresh dawn arise,
feel the moon's ancient pull,
see the Earth with new eyes.

Sheltered and warm,
 I know I am home,
safe here from harm
where my soul's free to roam.

 

The Ancient Song

 

What magic is this that draws me in,
what beauty do I behold?

What language that speaks to the depths of my soul,
what stories here enfold? 

 

Sweet music whispers through the woods,
this haven I hold dear.

 

 I know that I can be myself,
I'm fully present here. 

Gnarly branches, twisted trunk,
what secrets do you bear

 

of bending and reaching and facing the sun,
and raising up arms in the air?

 

New life springs from old bark bones,
roots deep, we grow up strong.

A life well spent, beginning anew,
this is the Ancient Song.