Musings

This is for the Dragons of Light; Rise up and brush the dust from your limbs. Rise up and shake the manacles from your wrists. Rise up and shed the chains from your wings. This is for the Spirits of Life; All who have lain dormant in the bowels of the Earth, hiding from forces…

I stood still in the woods and looked up at the sky. Gazed up through the gap in the canopy and felt stillness wash over me. Cornflower blue and cottontail white, gently moving and holding space for all life to exist. It occurred to me that you cannot love the sky without loving all versions…

The Dragons are sleeping. They lie curled up, like a lattice across the globe, waiting and watching for the time when they will be needed again. When the rays of the Sun stretch over the horizon and begin to warm their skin, then we will see them stir, twitch, shift, and stretch, unfolding wings, bodies,…

What do you want to create? Where are you putting your attention? Are you dragging forward your sadness and your negative manifestations from the past? Are you already programming your future to follow the same template of lack and regret? Who do you want to be? And what do you want your reality to look…

Anger is always the enemy, the deadly force that you must hide or tether to piety like a runaway horse. Hot flaming anger burns through your body like blazing coals. Seething rolling anger bubbles below the surface like a geyser of sulphurous hurt and frustration. But anger also signals that a boundary has been crossed,…

Did you notice that we’re not allowed to talk about God anymore. Do you see how people look at you with confusion, slight derision and pity. Oh dear, you’re one of those people who still believes in a ‘higher power’, a bearded man on a cloud up there somewhere. They laugh and smirk. Didn’t you…

When all the old grandmother trees have goneWho will hold the land’s memoriesWhen all the old grandmother trees have goneWho will remind us about the learned mistakes of the pastWhen all the old grandmother trees have goneWho will sustain the verdant web that binds us all to the EarthWhen all the old grandmother trees have…

Chapter 1I remember as a child how often I wanted to gather up my consciousness and rise right up out of my body. I didn’t want to be here, couldn’t understand the rules the grown ups played, and why I couldn’t just be me.”It’s because we love you – that we lock you up from…

This being human is a guest house.Every morning a new arrival.A joy, a depression, a meanness,some momentary awareness comesas an unexpected visitor.Welcome and entertain them all!Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,who violently sweep your houseempty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honourably.He may be clearing you out for some new delight.The dark thought,…

I had a bad dream last night and my Shadow Sister came to stay. She does that from time to time. Her siren call is a turbulent sky, the shock of bad news, or an unkind word from a friend – she loves them all. Moves right on in. ‘Shut the curtains, lock the door,…