Sunday, 19 April 2020

Unfold
And reveal
The outside in
Inside out
all over and all around
Lovingly glow
Lovingly grow
Freely flow
Spread, heal, feel

Divine light
Divine Love

Hear the Angels song
It has been too long
Awake now
It is all here, going to appear
Release your fear

The end is near

These silent spaces
Where the moon
Has lost its phases

I know that soon
The me, of many faces
Will finally find
Peace




Sunday, 5 April 2020

Iridescence

Warmth
Radiant glow
Sun rays, winds blow

Heat pressing
Rising, suffocating
Even oppressing

Heart beating
Feeling tight
Then a glowing
Ever flowing
Iridescent light

Warmth
Colours, scents of many flowers
Glowing, flowing
Heat
Body bending
Extending
Reaching out
Cosmic radiance
Light, colours
Rising
Expanding
Contracting
Womb, pulsing
Universal frequencies
humming, tuning in
Perceiving

Peace, deep peace,
Radiance and cosmic love

Each cell in my body
Tuned in
This flow
This love

I surrender
I open
I listen
I glisten


Iridescence

Thursday, 2 April 2020


Let us not be alone in our pain.

We can still remember when things were good.

We can still learn again to love ourselves, nature and our human nature.

How things work?

We work things together. This is called communication. Living in a community.





Susannah




As souls learn to contribute the gifts they possess
So the community grows and expands.
No one living in the community can live unto themselves
And just take, take, take
And give nothing.
Let Me use each one of you
So that you can give of your very best
In everything you do.
( from Foundations of a Spiritual Community, Eileen Caddy, co-founder of the Findhorn Foundation )

Friday, 27 March 2020

The end of the beginning



Here
where I am safe
where I am lost
here
where you are near
your breath
your sighs
keeping me grounded
the sun
the cold wind
here
i am near 
I feel the end
is clear
and then 
a new beginning





The last posts here are a collection of thoughts in verses, discordant poetry
My body and my thoughts, my feelings have been going through a phase, and still are, of a tumultuous phase full of changes, the peri menopause - the expressions of which is translated in words in the hope that one can look at this and understand, even if only a glimpse of it, or identify herself, perhaps also sharing, in the hope that one day I can look at this and ask myself how did I cope?
I also plan to create a multimedia expression and representation of this phase, with the help of other collaborators.
I am currently seeking to connect with other women between 45 and 55 going through similar experience and that are able to express what they are going through with paintings and sculptures, photographs and installations, perhaps even musical pieces.
Come forward and share.


Sunday, 8 December 2019

Lightness

Lightness
Aided by the the spirit
Guided by the pure bliss sensation
Of all things light and Goddess of creation
Creating lightness
Inducing, perhaps creating
The warmth, merry and bright
Certainly feeling light

Then, just like stone
Sinking into the watery depths
The feeling is gone


Friday, 6 December 2019

Red

Red
What the hell?
Red is what I seek and feel, what I need.
Oh my God! Bloody hell!
Red is what I see and don't need.
Blood is persecution, a true and persistent annoyance
An interruption to the down flow
The way out of this dance
This strange dance I do not know
Spiral down and out
Scream and shout
Put an end to this torture of mine
This is what I know but it is not fine
No, not anymore.
This rocky road of the wise woman
Red moon, now clarity leads the way
Empowered, guided by sister Moon.
Supported by Mother Earth.
Red is the colour of the feminine
Embracing the wilderness.
Awakening my soul
Healing my body
 Transforming and rebirthing



Friday, 8 November 2019

Ruby Angel

Ruby Angel
Of the night
Ready to enter the Castle
A breath out, a sigh
Take flight
Take to the sky

Yet, this flesh
Rotten, corpulent mess
Trapped, tangled in mesh
Just as a fish from the ocean deep
Strangled by wire
Fast asleep
Awaken with fire

Burning, joint and skin
Skin and bones
Bruised within
Sharp pains and moans

And the heart is crushed
between my breasts, flushed
Soaked, drowned and defeated
Damp, mouldering, heated

Rising, lifting,  taking flight
Ruby Angel of the night