The world tilts up The world tilts down The world spins, taking me with it and how could I ever think I could make everything still even for a minute When the clock keeps ticking *Our body chemistry controls so much of what and how we think. I was reminded of this last night, when […]
It slipped away out from under the thought I had thought I had noted as important it slipped away despite my very clear indication that day that it was a priority it slipped away even though I told myself I would pay more attention never forget again She slipped away he slipped away they slipped […]
When we are in thought we look down When thought is in us we look up Where do thoughts and ideas come from? Why don’t we act on them with alacrity? Is it that old humbug fear of scarcity? And if we do act upon them Does the universe, rejoicing in the fact it got […]
The raindrop strikes the glass and begins to slide down quite quickly it slides down down until it runs out of momentum and pauses stuck it does not go further drying becoming a stain a memory of rain I feel that way too sometimes *It is difficult to enter a day fresh and new. Everything […]
It was the sheer intensity of its disconcerting stare even more so than the light, which was significant I could feel its attention As persistent as a mosquito in a warm room on sundown it bit me – not on the leg, or the arm but directly within my heart waking me from deepest sleep […]
Where does magic come from? Is it written in our bones crack them open expose our spirit to the world? Is it stamped on the inner side of elbow A tattoo in invisible ink I don’t think so I think magic lives outside of human beings but if we are lucky and very quiet sometimes […]
“Your energy is sacred” The words hit me from a sign in a shop that I had been wandering around in on holidays. It was a beautiful shop. The kind full of heavy linen, textures, candles, delicious aromas, chunky chrystals, natural fibres. Everything was in muted tones of cream, brown, auburn, black, white, beige. Tassles. […]
They sit heavily Sharp bones protruding Digging into my shoulders where they alight and come to rest One after the other, weighing me down The things I shouldn’t have said Shouldn’t have done Shouldn’ts are heavy and sharp for sure But there are things that trouble me even more Keeping me awake, eyes to the […]
Days fly by What a funny thing to say I peg washing Laundry flapping wildly in this January wind Correct myself again It’s February already So it is a February wind that beats the clothes about so fiercely How do days fly by? We don’t notice them passing See their trails in the sky Instead […]
