This little blog right here, is simply an exploration of my own human 'design' and a means of trying to express its reason for being! I don't know about you, but I'm curious. Curious about trying, and seeing what happens. Each day is an opportunity to try and align ourselves with our own basic goodness. Every situation, person we meet, is our teacher, our guide to learning and becoming more aware of ourselves. The signposts pointing us toward fulfillment of our reason for being, are all out there. It's simply up to us whether we open our hearts to them. Only we can decide whether or not we try. But life ain't fun if you don't try, so seek, explore, and be eternally curious about the life you've obtained. Be your own adventurer and you will find, there really is 'bien raison d'être' - much reason for being.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Cursed.

my passion will scare you
my loyalty will surprise you
my love will nurture you
my patience will never falter as I wait for you
yet my heart I fear, will never recover
as it breaks for you
while you take advantage of all these things
yet I will have no choice
but to love and fall again
for these are the treasures and burdens
that being a woman brings...

Saturday, July 9, 2011

Blind To See.

Love is free
Don't try to own it
Distill it
Or hone it...

It's the happiest you'll be
When you realise
The cage you've been hugging to your chest, is empty
When, blinded by the beauty of the moment
You finally set the bird inside, free.




Tree & Me.

Old Oak, old oak
What have you seen?
Old oak,
Underneath your cloak
Of sky and leaves
You inhale life
Breathe out
Then life inhales me
And I can only hope
To breathe out the same pure majesty
Of this life's ultimate simplicity
Distilled and bottled daily
In nature's own factory
By kinds like you,
Old Oak
- Here to teach me
What life is all about,
What it means to be free.

Standing Up.


Where do I stand
In this foreign land?

Anywhere I plant my feet
Will be the earth I keep
For growing a home
Around my heart
Who will open the door to greet

All the peoples I hope to meet
And help me over and under
Stand
Just where do I?
In this foreign land…

That Is How The Notes Fall.

Muted trumpets sound my sadness
While familiar guitars serenade my hope
As I travel on the wings of a song
To take me home
To be with you tonight 

From across the sea
Listen out for me
And I will land softly upon your ears
It will be so soft
Because that is how the notes fall
To wipe away your tears

And when they do
They’ll dance you into another realm
Where fear will never find you
And where the earthly body no longer binds you
To hospital beds
Tubes and meds

No.
Here,
Here in the music, you are free
And while I’m away
It’s where you can find me
And you can take my hand
And dance with me
Because you are the music
The very music that made me
And so I sing to you
Our song

From across the sea
Listen out for me
And I will land softly upon your ears
It will be so soft
…You will see
Because that’s how the notes feel
Like feathers
These wings of a song
The one I’m flying on
Listen out now,
It won’t be long
Just one melodic flight
Until I’m home with you tonight.