Before the eyes lift
You feel it
The Smash

Heart thrashing
Like a traumatised bird held wrapped in your hand
After hitting a window

You remember
How his smile will lift
Before you have been brave enough
to look

It's the sound really
of his voice
the depth of it 
and how
it reaches a hand deep
into your core
through time

You feel
how your fingers will tighten on his skin
how your knees will bend
how your toes will reach

Already
Before you have even said 
a word
It is done

Ancient memory
pulls
A knowing of 
rough garments
furs on hard ground
Sword gleaming by the tent door

Of leaning down
Your hair grazing his face
as the snow falls
and you howl at the sky
over his body 
broken by swordwound

The Smash
ignites an ancient knowing
once more

I remember You...

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A dream
That is all life is

We think we have time 
To get lost in stories
that this state of existence
We walk in
should be dramatic
wordy

We are 24 years old
And then
we blink 
And our hands are knarled
warm
scarred
used

I have found
That when I lay down
My carefully crafted stories 
Stories of my book of life thus far
And
let them fly from me
be bare
Vulnerable

As the angry cords release and pull away
That have lasooed old thoughts to old moments
In some dusty pathway of the mind
Cobwebbed, resentful and narrow

The mind is washed clean
Made new 
Free to be present
To breathe
To play
To smile

When there is no thing left
other than the moment
the day in front of you
You are free
to see
That connection is a passing dream
However beautiful

To see the truth
That there is only ever presence
With where you are
That moment in time
That will never return
That will never be again

Eye contact
Warm touch
So much more exquisite to celebrate
Than things to fix, run to, complete
Things to fight for or take
or people to own

Now 
is all there is
And being with That
Really is
Life 
Really is
Living

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The healing sea of Byron
calls me to wash 
cleanse
deep into stagnant cells
awaken all of my being

I am reminded
of a mona lisa smile within
that was always there
by the curvaceous woman
sunbathing topless 
head lifted 
eyes closed to the sky
silvery lines across her belly 
a testament
of the love she has carried within her
of the love she has cradled in her arms

No thing is as important 
as this moment
no thing can hold my mind
other than this sea bird hovering above me
breath entering my nostrils

Watching the surf crash
I breath with it
feel it warm
in my sternum, my belly

The young lion
His mane long silken
With a smile as broad as the ocean
carries his surfboard
like a great proud treasure into the waves

I watch the tide pull away
I feel my heart drawn with it in rhythm
held in embrace 
pure surrender 
of the old me
of what no longer serves

Soothed with each wave landing
each tidal shift
old stores of long overcoats over my being
pulled away and released
from my bones, sinews and skin
As grains of warm sand run languid through my fingers

Face lifted to the sun
Ahhh

Sleeping with the sea singing in my ears
thrumming through my body
A resonance of peace  
pours into my being

Reminding me of what it is to be 
connected
at ease
in awe of life

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Today I am a broken woman.
I feel all the bones in my body

They ache with the weight of change
At any moment they might crumble to the ground...
and part of me wouldn't mind that. 

Today I am a broken woman
With less to give than I'd like

In fact, I'm empty
So if you take anything
It's a facade 
the surrounds of me

You can have it 
But I can't promise it will bring you any joy or love.

Today I am a broken woman

There is a song inside of me
The melody a bit haunting 
but so beautiful all at once

I thought it was new at first 
but then realized it's always been there
In all women

A universal tune we share 
Our anthem, if you will
The union of all of our stories
Verses
Notes 
Combined into this one everlasting song
A song of healing.

Today I am a broken woman 
I see my sisters in their beauty and their pain
I see you.

In our struggle and tears 
All the moments of painful truth that we become 
We become more beautiful.
I see your beauty, sister.

Today I am a broken woman 
It will pass
The fog will lift and my bones will find their strength
To hold me
Hold others

I will face the world in full power and love. 
But for now
I will be ok with crumbling
It's what I need

I will embrace my broken pieces 
and sing them the universal tune
the one that leaks out my eyes 
and down my cheeks
the one that heals. 

And I will love myself
In this 
This moment 
Of pure
Raw transformation. 


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What is Peace
Is it the absence of noise
Of the echoes of drama
Anger or pain?

Is it the play between gentle moments

The warm touch of fingertips
The catch in the throat
The heartbeat
Under thrumming fingers?

Is it touch at all
Or is it the absence of others?

Is Peace lonely?

Once I thought peace was pure silence
Away from touch, sound and connection
I craved it
Desired it
  
Fantasized standing on a quiet hilltop, or the sea's edge
Alone, feeling the wind on my face
Smiling at the sky

I wanted to run
Away
Separate from humans
Just me
And the female heart of the Earth's song
And the male Universe

Now, in this writers shack
Hearing the rain pouring on the roof
Alone
Just as I have desired
Fasting
Suffering my body

I see that after all

There is nothing more sublimely peaceful
Than loving quiet touch
Warm breath
A gentle smile
Warm oil on skin

It seems I am open to receiving love after all

After years of calling in calculating wizards
Ones who would watch amused
My unrequited need to be seen
Through half closed eyes

In this empty search
This Sehnsucht

Looking blindly for the missing jigsaw piece
That would not be found
I had turned my head from peaceful love

Afraid of offering my full self
To the Big Hearted ones
To their all seeing wide open eyes
I ran from truth
From non-manipulative love

It is easy to give, to hold 
Without receiving in return
Keep a wall
Smile and pretend that all is well

Much harder to open the heart
To allow warm blood flow to return

The stainless steel barrier is down
Wizards kicked to the kerb
Nothing more to reconcile with healing the cold Father
or the lost and separated ones

Ready now
To receive love from Light 
Of no longer keeping love out

The old fears 
Of Rejection
Abandonment
Humiliation
Ha!
Do your worst!

Now, my heart aches with hope

Longs
For the feel of kind trailing fingertips.
And smile lines
At the corners of unshrouded eyes

Peace then
Peace is presence
Peace is kind
Peace is love

Peace is
After all …
With

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Are you Ready?

There you are my Lions and Lionesses
Whispering to me at 3am
Asking for my knowing
My tribe's truth

You nearly see me with suspicious eyes
Almost…
Your claws are still present

You see enough to make me lift my head and wonder
Touch my fingers to my forehead and to my lips

Are you ready?

To remember why you are here? 
Why you called out in the dark?

For you to remember your sacred self
Your soul’s birthright to create a new world
To remember more of your being

Than years in this body, bones and skin
Than the scars upon your heart
Beyond time and place

Will you remember the millennia we have walked in Light?
Or will you buck
Turn on your heel

Flee into easier disconnection
Avoidance, digital noise
Chemical escapism
Easier arms and blinkered eyes

Will you remain in the comfortable discomfort of known suffering
As our Earth falters

Or will you wake up?

We have not come to make peace with the you-of-now
You did not call us unto you for this reason

Before you were born you urged us
To find you in strange places
Called us to you
Not to soothe you
Or tell you all is well

You called us to crack wide open your heart
Your memory
An ache deep in your being
For another way to be
Surrender of ego into a new Union 

You called us 
To Love you
Suddenly
Rawly
Now
 
You called us to hold you while the tall stories as big as skyscrapers smash 
Meteors fly through space
Truth opens
Concrete and fire rain about our heads

To hold you even as the egoic ones
The materialistic owners
The narcissists  we battle with for your life
Will fight for existence, snarl and spit, make us the enemy

My tribe can wear it
We have done this dance with you through time

To free your soul in phoenix fire

In forgiveness
Wisdom
Truth
Surrender and love
It will sting, bite and leave you panting on your knees

It requires death of the Old You
to Birth your Light
In mind, body, heart

To create space for this light to thrum through you
For the love that you are to wash through your coding, quarks and string
For your shoulders to once more wear your golden garments
To hold high your sword as a Light Human
The old must perish

It will be profound suffering 

and..
Joy 

Joy beyond imagining

Are you ready?

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