• Short Stories & Poems

    Remove the Shackles & Step onto Your Path

    Your path is calling you A message to those who are lost… yet can see the path ahead of them… You can see the path, it is so clear that in some ways it is the only path you can see before you.  And yet you stand, fixed to the start, fixed to the ground, stuck and feeling despair… your hands are over your head, your face is crewed up, your body is bent over… you can not move forwards. …

  • My Life

    A message from my soul on my birthday

    Today is my birthday. And for the first time in my life I’ve also been made aware that it is Lions Gate Day… this happens every year on the 8th of the 8th (August). Having looked it up, I can describe it best as this — Lions Gate is a day when there is a huge increase in energy flow between the spiritual realm and this physical earth… An energy that expands (y)our awakening… For the past week I’ve been…

  • Short Stories & Poems

    “Who am I?” That dreaded question sparked when asked “Who are you? & What do you do?”

    You’ve been asked this before. Of yourself and by others. It’s a question you loath as it stumps you and falters. Perhaps though it’s also… a question for laughter. A question of comedy for there’s really no answer. You find yourself saying, well hey I don’t know. It’s not that I’ve neglected to find out an answer… For its a question I’ve asked – truly – over and over… Its a question I’ve journaled – till the pages can’t turn…

  • Short Stories & Poems

    The fear of being yourself – let your Higher Self show the way

    “I am scared” said the girl on the bridge… There was no one there, yet a hum of energy began to surround her… the clouds and vastness of the sky became dense in their swirling energy… “Of what?” said a voice “There is nothing to fear” The girl looked around… “who’s there”?  “I can’t see you”… “Don’t look with your eyes, feel with your senses” said the voice The girl closed her eyes yet could still see the atmosphere around her shifting… She felt a…

  • Short Stories & Poems

    Post-epiphany blues… Now what do I do with my old life?

    You’ve had an epiphany,and life doesn’t look the same…You’re old life is done,yet you still have the same name. On that workshop or retreat,everything felt just oh so clear…You knew without knowing,that there is nothing to fear. Yet now you are home,life feels clunky and odd…You’ve no idea how to be,no idea how or where to plod. It’s as though you’re in no man’s land,between heaven and hell…The new way is calling,but the old way holds it’s spell. How on…