It’s taken me a long time
to trust joy.
When there is so much suffering in the world,
so many lives woven with loss,
it can feel almost careless
to be happy…..
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It’s there, isn’t it?
This ache, this lingering echo in a world so loud with its demands, its relentless whispers of you are not enough.
How do we begin to let these messages go?
These wounds can feel so deeply etched, like a shadow that follows us. Yet this ache isn’t just yours or mine. It belongs, in some way, to all of us, woven into the fabric and experience of being human…..
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Seed time
is the time to be.
Not to push toward the bloom.
Not to struggle to bear fruit.
But to sink into the silence of the Earth,
to rest in the dark,
to not yet know its expression…..
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I live among words -
Unfinished, half-formed
Drifting through me like weather.
I catch glimpses,
Small twinkles of inspiration
That stir something awake within me…..
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We walk in open-hearted.
Shelves filled with promises-
pathways, outcomes,
Versions of who we might become
We fill our baskets…..
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I am a human, not a machine.
I cannot be fully systemised -
reduced to outputs, efficiencies,
or endless productivity
My life does not belong
to faceless corporations,
to dashboards and data streams
that are always trying to measure my life……
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I believe in the heart of humanity
to rise.
To meet the strife of this world
that we all feel-
in our bodies,
in the air,
in the pain and suffering
we are each carrying
In some way…..
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In the sanctuary
Of my own inner garden
I can sense the ripening
Deep in the soil of me
My divine potential stirs……
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Some days
I need my own company
I sit with myself
The way I would sit with someone I love
Unhurried
Attentive
Without trying to fix or mend…..
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I am the vessel
A spiritual being
Having a human experience
Learning the language of skin
The tempo of time
So, what is my duty here life……
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She speaks
In the hush of forests
In the softness of moss underfoot
In the chorus of the wind through the ancient trees
In the birdsong at dawn
In the glorious bloom of wildflowers
All of creation is a verse
Bees, oceans, fungi, flame -
Each playing their part in the great poem……..
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This year
May my life be a reflection of service
An offering
A contribution to the world
Rooted in compassion and care
May my actions contribute to healing
And kindness
The threads of connection
That weave us all together……
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