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How does one begin to reflect upon the year? What do I look out for? What do I measure? A year of harvest speaks of outcomes; growth, of process. I’ve received a bursting sack of love and watched my powers develop. Do I visit my calendar to see where my time went or do I… Continue reading 2021: Faithfulness →

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Releasing this poem online as a dedication to New Ventures West PCC-X Cohort (2021): Congratulations on your certification and graduation. Surrender a voice I hearcalling for meto return, to come home to myself, but where is my Self; how can I return to it?what is this Self; how can I know when I’m there? with each… Continue reading Poem: Surrender →

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The clouds—ever-changing—shape-shiftersgaining bulk then losing weight, then drifting highabove the atmosphere into the ether.Imperfect beings made to perfection.Imperfectto any minds with no space for fluff. It’s boundto bump into someone who sees it as imperfect,deems it as imperfect.But imperfectbelongs not to it—a title, a label, put on it by anotherwho’s clouded in the mind.A puff… Continue reading Splendid Imperfections →

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To the wounded ones, I write to you from the other side (if there were even sides to begin with.) But having been where I was, I am guessing that is how you might see me, as the other who will never comprehend your pain. Not wishing to see you wear a smile to dismiss… Continue reading Letter To The Wounded Ones →

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I woke up from a nightmare, sobbing,        smothering my cries with my blanket,I never dared call for Mum. I never dared tell her some girls on my school bus        ganged up to taunt and scorn me.I never dared tell her, one of them was a neighbour’s kid,        that neighbour she smiles and greets in the lift.I never dared… Continue reading I never dared →

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One word, two letters;the former with sharp edges, the latter,a smooth, round body.Paired with different punctuations,each No its own entire world. NO! with an exclamation—outright rejection of what we don’t want,the emphatic expression of our displeasure.One of the first words uttered as a child;short, easy, straight to the point as we push awaythat disgusting broccoli or pea… Continue reading NO →

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What we need, we can learn to give it to ourselves. An inquiry this morning brought me on a journey through the lush field of envy down into the blues, emerging hot with anger before settling into my being with strength and energy pulsing through my arms. I visited my past and lent my little… Continue reading Letter to Self →

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Winning does not tempt that man. His growth is: to be the deeply defeated by ever greater things. Rainer Maria Rilke This was a quote I included in my book The Weight of My Soul: Uncovering My Significance. I am glad after two years since discovering this quote, I still think about it when I… Continue reading Towards Greatness →

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12 minutes writing prompt: Star of the Play Rarely am I the star of any play, my superego tells me there’s no role fitting for me. It has me believing that so I will cling on to that dazzling stage my ego has set up for me. The only stage in my mind, in the… Continue reading Star of the Play →

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It is satisfying as I leafed through the pages of my journal and run my fingers over the marks I have etched onto the paper. There is a sense of pride in what I have done for myself. Regardless of quantity or quality, these pages are valuable because they contain the preciousness of my being… Continue reading Self Delight →

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