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Poetry

Listen

Hold all your questions with gentleness.
Don’t be afraid.
Allow the words to dance from your tongue.
Hear them.
Hear the questions.
Trust what comes from within and
Listen to yourself.


‘But how will I know if I’m asking the right questions?’
I hear you cry.
Remove that thought.
There is no single question:
Only sounds of all that have come before.
What words tumble from your mind?
What happens when you listen?

Rustling, bubbling, twittering and swirling,
Competing sounds, words and questions.
Take your time. Pause.
Just listen.
What happens again and again and again?
Listen and you will find an answer:
Can you hear it?

Listen to the wind.
Never captured but always in motion
Dancing with abundance.
Allow your words to leap, twist and turn.
Allow your questions to play and take risks.
There is no ‘true’ answer
But an answer can guide you.

Listen
Listen to the voices from the ancient paths
Listen to the words tumbling from within
Listen gently
Listen hard
Always listen to
Yourself.

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Poetry

Permission

He says I’m “difficult”
because I say what I want,
because I don’t ask his permission.

He says I’m a “bulldog”
because I do what I want,
because I don’t ask his permission.

He says I’m a “child”
because I want my own space,
because I don’t ask his permission.

I am difficult
because I say what I want,
and I don’t ask his permission.

I am a bulldog
because I do what I want,
and I don’t want his permission.

I am a child
because I want my own space,
and I don’t need his permission.

I am powerful.
because I believe in myself
and I give myself permission.

First published on Medium titled ‘I Am.’