Another two minute read on Substack. This is one of the hardest stories I have had to compile to date, because Maggie isn’t a character that should be contained to a two minute read. But the rules are there for a reason, so I’m trying to stick to them. Maggie is a person who could […]
The wind gusts strongly Kicks up leaves, eddies emotion Shut the door Seal the gaps Become still Writing is a storm It stirs chattering words Thoughts, mentally charged Rise to the surface And swirl To reinstate calm I choose to Silence the words Contain the thoughts that swirl Command the wind to calm Emotions fall […]
In the depths of fear A seed lies dormant waiting Courage grows straight up *I am packing for my trip, hiking alone in the spectacular but remote Carnarvon Gorge great walk. I’ve done it before, but always the nag and whine of “what if’s” circle in the days before I go. Courage does not do […]
Another two minute read for a human that requires at least a hundred pages – Jett Hicks. Please follow the link at the bottom of the photo. Thankyou, I appreciate the support!
A candle flickers The torch light is straight and bright Moon lights half the world
Before the sun There are no shadows As the sun rises My walking shadow suddenly appears beside me *Which tells me everything I need to know about why so much growth happens only when we lose our fear and begin working in the light. Embracing the shadow as it appears, and upgrading the things that […]
White is the colour that trails fast things Jets Speed boats. Wings of a bird leave no tell tale signs they lift and fly almost silently. Usually I move fast too long strides hustling feet my mind already ten metres in front of me at least. But something happened to my ankle this week And […]
I love people I see something I never saw when I was younger and usually so terribly nervous I see their softness The flight of their eyes The tumble of hands Gestures And I understand so much from watching bodies talk I stand in a room full of people in the grasp of communication And […]
A wild thing sits at my door Craving spirals past my defences Tip toes over the mat Skids along the floor I’m not sure where it came from Or when No use standing here wondering I’ll sit down on the stair Wait for it to come out from in there As long as I don’t […]
There is a callus That develops In the middle of the chest In children as we are hurt The greater it spreads By the time we arrive in adulthood It is difficult to breathe Think Speak Through anything but hard scar tissue. So there is a need to take a scalpel and slowly start to […]
