Meditation

Otherwise *

I have met ones Or other wise two Who see the world As though through My other pair of eyes And here dwells The gaze-lifting might Of moving mountains The chasms deep blue Of the teeming ocean And maybe I should not Hope to meet more As it is the beyond-hope That humbles us To…

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Unlike Me

A kind of poem, memoir and statement of an evolving feminism and poetic activism rolled into one. And today… there are some unseen peacemakers in the world who, like the artist or the healer, drink the poison (the shadow, the unlike, the toxic waste) of a place, country or culture to hopefully open our eyes,…

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Poem of La Gomera

My poem of this trip in January 2017 ended up as solid rock-like verses, attempts to convey the feeling of meeting this volcanic frontier, in the landscape and in me. From the meaning of Islas Canarias (island of the dogs), there are little echoes of poets that spirited the experience of finding my own ‘black…

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Poem of Evia II

Walking today, a swathe of shoreline Sprung at me, its stalks giant tall, And still swaying; the feathery grass That we had watched dancing, Brushing against the curve Of July’s pregnant full moon. Then we stood, two standing spoons, Wide silvered faces upturned, With the sea grazing at our backs, It’s rhyming ripples mirroring The cat and fiddle,…

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Poem Of Evia

  There was too much for-giving For me to write a poem today The sound of the lute Is ringing in my ears And I cannot strike a note Of the old song I know. What is the new love chord That is longing to be plucked From this tip of tongue From my inner…

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The Moving Archetype – 24th June-1st July 2016

The yoga and dialogue workshop I’m leading with Sue Claire Morris in the beautiful Pelion region of Greece still has spaces. Below are some reflections on what we will be exploring through movement and archetypes. For information and booking see http://www.kalikalos.org/movingarchetypes. A prevailing ‘moving archetype’ of this era is that of the immigrant, the homeless person.…

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SPIRALS: Embodiment through Yoga and the Process of Turning

Quote from The Mystic Spiral: Journey of the Soul by Jill Purce – Thames and Hudson, London, 1974 “In a second, the faintest perfume may send us plummeting to the roots of our being, our whole life verticalized by a fleeting sensation: we have been connected by a mere smell to another place and another…

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Edge in the Nature of Things III

Sometimes the ground on which we’ve stood for years- That room, where objects we’ve known rest against its edges, Containing us like signposts on a pilgrimage- That place in nature, where spirit drops our feet So much closer to the grass… Sometimes the ground that has carried us Requires us to lean, fall over even,…

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the place of resource

  Seated here, crossed-legged, I am archaic sea creature Clamped fossil-like to a rock, Grafted on the sea’s dark floor. Tentacled, pocked by deep abysses, I am swaddled, spat, swayed Within the vast nowhere-cloud Around me. Clinging, forgotten. Forgetting. Since rippled womb-hole, Aloneness was my primal base; Reaching beyond flickering fear, And desires paddling the…

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Holding on and Letting Go

The influences impacting each generation affect whether the dynamics of ‘letting go’ or those of ‘holding on’ are more highly valued.  All spiritual traditions emphasise the need to let go of the impulses of the ego and surrender to a state of being that is less self-centred, more spacious. They also offer guidance into what…

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