Writings

Wolf Mother…

I carry the wolf with me.The mother. The protector. The leader. The one who belongs and is welcomed. The one who never abandons, who never leaves behind. Who leads from the rear and loves until it kills her. She howls to the skies and embodies the power of the lunar. Her eyes flash with the READ MORE

Untitled..

She was born of many women, birthed from the great silence of the void. She did not know her own secrets until they exploded like a volcano from within her and spewed out their truths with the force of a thousand fire balls. And they burned as they came. Hot, needing, sharp, pleading. She tried READ MORE

Come…

Come to the centre and flow with the heat,The earthsong, the rhythm, the heart; beat on beat,Come to the spiral, and ride on the waves,Dervishly dancing through dark daylit days.Come to the darkness, the sorrow, the fear,Bring all the pieces you think you hold dear,Come to the moonlight, the clearness, the loon,Come to the sanity READ MORE

War..

There are no winners in war; the “winners” suffer the same trauma as the supposed losers. The horror, the pain, the death, the sickness, the disconnection, the separation.. It’s the same. It is impossible to hurt someone from a place of connection, it just cannot be done. Soldiers are taught to disconnect. Their spirits are READ MORE

Drum…

Bring me your rage. Bring me your depravity. Show me your lies, your deceit, the parts of you that you dare not enter. Bring it all. I want the secrets; the horrors; the traumas. I want that which you don’t even want to acknowledge exists in you. Bring it to the space. And I will READ MORE

I Will…

I will keep my trust with God I will feel my way through this life I will listen to my heart I will hear the silent cries from my bones I will feel the energy of my blood I will honour its racing and the rushing that tells of danger, and I will love myself READ MORE

She

She. She whispered to me “it is time” and in the depths of my being, something heard her, but then the world got loud and all the colour and the vibrancy took over and I forgot that small voice from within that had whispered my name. She. She sang to me on the winds “it READ MORE