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“Nahuatl Blessing” — Native American Prayer

Video source: TikTok I release my parentsfrom the feeling that they failed me…I release my childrenfrom the need to bring me pride,so they may carve their own pathsaccording to what their hearts constantly whisper in their ears. I release my … Continue reading

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How to overcome fear of loneliness

My loneliness was shaped like absence.I had not fear — but terror — of it,Sobbing into a pillow every night,Grasping at people, things and momentsTo fill the void. I felt alone in a large family in a small house,Watching fireworks … Continue reading

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Energy poem #1. A happy person.

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Energy poem #2. Loving awareness.

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Energy poem #3. Doing energy.

In Buddhism, being at peace, in bliss, and experiencing joy—ideally non-stop—is the ‘goal.’ In my 20s, I often felt expansion, excitement, and a drive to do, explore, and discover. Now, in my 40s, after decades of work, commute, mortgage payments, … Continue reading

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When in doubt, remember to believe

Universe keeps on giving. A fancy cocktail to enjoy, Soft grass to run fingers through, New experiences to cherish, Precious moments to remember. Warmth, joy, sea, sun, fun. Yet, instead of overwhelming gratitude For the abundance of the present, My … Continue reading

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Lost

Feeling lost? Stuck? Directionless? What if you were to flip the perspective and have faith that something amazing and great is manifesting for you, is on its way? When you choose knowing what’s next, your mind is less anxious but … Continue reading

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Destroy your reputation

Destroy your reputation. Be notorious. I have tried prudent planning long enough. From now on I’ll be mad. — Rumi

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A poem #winter

I have not written poems for a while (see below why). Then I started following an Australian poet, Darby Hudson, and a poem wrote itself. I guess I can call it Winter.

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My path

I looked for happiness. I found that to be happy I must be no one. Peace > happiness. To be at peace, one desires nothing, Shuns all drama, Does not get attached, Lets go of self and Acts regardless of … Continue reading

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On purpose (again)

Changes are afoot. I discovered that all my goals were an illusion. They self destructed as soon as I “reached” them (As much as one can reach a mirage in the middle of nothingness). Career success, being a good girl, … Continue reading

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Writing for Our Lives is out in Waterstones now #mentalhealth

My former employer, a large charity supporting those struggling with addiction, mental health issues et al, released a book of poetry written by their service users and staff. Some poems did not make a cut and they needed more, I … Continue reading

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On anger. A reminder poem. Read when angry.

The boat is empty.  The anger is empty. (1) You just forgot. Again.  Remember – your karma led you here.  How can you be angry with something  That is a creation of your mind?  If you act now with anger, … Continue reading

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Redefining happiness

Happiness is not something to aspire for.  Or rather, you will aspire for it but discover it’s something else altogether. Happiness is painfully shedding everything that does not let you see  That you are already happy. That you don’t need … Continue reading

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Nomad of the Universe

I don’t know what it means That I, it exists before the thought, Before the breath, 3D spliced between zeptoseconds, Between pulsating fractal heartbeats. As someone who has felt spacetime(has been spacetime?),Time does not exist. Mushroom tears. Somehow I remember … Continue reading

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