coming to rest

coming to rest coming to rest in myself coming into being is possible… when I realise my mind can not calm me when my thoughts do not mask what I am sensing when I unhide what fears to reveal its face when I am comfortable with discomfort when I stop fleeing into distractions when I…

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No Words

No Words no rational mind will grasp what showed up no language able to put it in writing no sounds can shape our experience no lips would form a meaningful explanation no words sufficient to describe what we have no need for speaking to understand no need to talk in order to agree seeking no…

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Tears of Men

tears of men I want to scream out loud and yet my mouth makes no sound instead tears are running down my face hearing about the times you have not been seen the times you have not been listened to the times you have not been cared for the countless times you have not been…

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Desires

Desires are mine to keep to nourish to feed not yours to answer feeling free with you to un-attach my voice to outcome what moves and inspires me in you you will hear trusting we will only play when yours meet mine never owing each other anything 

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Hungry

Hungry if you you listen  you might hear how hungry I am hungry for you  you might hear the murmurs of my heart reaching out and if you listen  you might sense  the vibrant stillness we share the quiet understanding  needing no explanation or apologies  easing in and out of closeness  gently giving and taking…

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Dancing the Moment

Un-choreographed Not knowing the steps Swaying hips Spinning in and out Slowing down Changing direction Switching pace Gently holding  Coming close  And giving room Leading and following Never grasping and clinging Riding what unfolds and shows up Intuitively responding  Feeling you  Seeing you  Yielding Letting go  Touching again Moving around the stillness Sensing connection Finding…

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Punching the Moon

Punching the Moon I feel like punching the moon For waking me in the middle of the night For bringing an intensity I could do without I feel like punching the moon For inciting inner turmoil For rousing pain For having my soul cry out I am desperate to ground and connect Seeking anything to…

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Your imperfect perfection

Your imperfect perfection Not focusing on what catches your attention in the mirror and what your eyes can’t reach I see past the landscapes on your skin The traces of maturity appearing in your hair Past the things you have to miss I see no flaws in your imperfection as I delight in how I…

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Self-care is like flogging a dead horse

Self-care is like flogging a dead horse Not that I like flogging horses, dead or alive. I am more for leading them, gently, for directing them without the use of force. I am more for letting them feel and sense where I want them to go. When it comes to self-care, you might think I…

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When love finds us

When Love Finds Us so much hiding turning away  and running from self seeking reassurances it can’t give so much discomfort and wounding so many triggers that push us in the wrong direction and yet so much care ease and lack of drama it feels unreal when love finds us we need to stay awake…

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Little Gestures

Little Gestures It’s in the little things In the tenderness of your casual touch In the way you gently protect your space  Quietly  Trusting  Allowing me mine  To freely move and expand into  It’s so easy and effortless  To be with you 

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Softening

Softening Things soften When I feel your wounding My ego can step aside Knowing you can only hear what I say Not see into my heart Those are the moments I begin listening Accepting that my words failed me

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