Monday, 6 July 2020

These words are by Max Ehrmann 
‘Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. 
Speak your truth quietly and clearly, and listen to others – even the dull and ignorant – they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit.
 If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble, it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
 Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is, many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
By yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither by cynical about love, for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with imaginings.
 Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
 Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the Universe, no less than the trees and the stars, you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the Universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore, be at peace with your God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be careful. Strive to be happy.’

Tuesday, 23 June 2020

Where the Water meets the Fire

Here I am

Inside a rising flame

Yet here I am 

With fear and shame

Drowned the desire

Flowing river, flowing

Evaporating with fire

Unsure, carried, blowing

Winds of ancient song

Womb, expanding, shrinking

Dissolving back where I belong

Here I sleep while standing

Where the water meets the fire

Wednesday, 10 June 2020

The passing of time

Swirls, shapes, shadows, spots
Cells, each one a memory
Tight and tighter in knots
Chained to the deep sensory
The grotty and the downward pull
The expansion and the gravity
The tightness and the feel full
The irrational, the insanity
The alien and the strangeness
The need to hide away
From everything, more or less
Can't shout, speak or say
Scream in terror as if in a nightmare
Stuck far out, somewhere, here, there
Past and future, the passing of time
Stillness, hope, love sublime

Tuesday, 9 June 2020

6th Moon

Now it's June
hope not to soon
to say it's past the 6th Moon

And the blossoms look sweet
Fresh roses bloom fragrant and open
And lavender buds and rosemary meet
Like my bones and muscles broken
My heart is pounding, my chest hurts
My mind wanders filled with fear
My brain on repeat until it bursts
My body collapsing, here
On a bed too hard, too soft, too cold, too hot
In my home too open, too close, tight like knot
In chains, constricted, prisoner of my old self
My veins pumping old blood
See the dusty book on the shelf
Remember when my girl was a little bud
Now ready to leave the nest
Here I am supposed to rest

Instead I feel like digging, gripping,
Clenching, wrapping, grasping,
Turning removing the topsoil
Trying to find Light, Peace
Finding a way to keep growing strong
Let the old leaves drop, release
To renew and seek what I long
For it's me, and him, and me again, soon
The old dynamic is the new, another moon

I long, I seek, I find, I loose, I cry,
I breathe, it feels like stagnant air, why?

Friday, 22 May 2020

Everything matters

For all that matters
My mind chatters
It keeps going and it won't shut up
Until my body screams 'I'm messed up'
Then the physical sensations are louder
The pain, like a flame, from the inner to the outer
Now I am trying to quiet the mind
And tell my body I will be kind
Everything matters and it all makes sense again
That inside my pain is my brain

All I need is to keep breathing in and out
And let my pain just shout

Breathing in
let the light in
Flow, flow, let go
breathing out
let the pain disperse
to the infinite universe


Dancing in the shallows of a river
Lonely moonchild
Dreaming in the shadow
Of the willow.
Talking to the trees of the
Cobweb strange
Sleeping on the steps of a fountain
Waving silver wands to the
Night-birds song
Waiting for the sun on the mountain.
She's a moonchild
Gathering the flowers in a garden.
Lovely moonchild
Drifting on the echoes of the hours.
Sailing on the wind
In a milk white gown
Dropping circle stones on a sun dial
Playing hide and seek
With the ghosts of dawn
Waiting for a smile from a sun child


Thursday, 21 May 2020


L for Look at this!
I for I don't know how it all happened
F is for fantastic
E is for ever - changing

And so, things have been happening all around me, with me or without me'
All the chain of events, slowly unfolding.
Life going in circles, and I am looking inward and perhaps missing some.
No regrets, no sadness allowed, no dwelling, no repeating patterns,
No creating patterns, no seeking sadness, sadness...oh no...the emptiness.
Be free, and open, be the facilitator, the creator, the mother of mothers.
For the physical state is only an illusion, like time or reality.
For the presence will be felt, in my blood.

It's not the silence, but the absence of her quiet

The taste of the sea
A drop of the ocean
Tear, salty and sweet
Mirage vision
In my eyes