In trying so hard not to be
That which I wish to avoid,
All I have known and felt as
I can deflect.
Not just in the spiritual world, but generally, I’ve found myself talking about and mourning the loss of the idea of apprenticeship, of committing to spending a significant amount of time, energy and focus to learning and honing a skill or to following a calling. This can either involve being in service to a particular person who has already walked the chosen path for many years and so has extensive wisdom to pass on,
The interval is over.
Time is called.
How long have I hoped to hear those words?
Aeons, and lifetimes, and incarnations, and contracts
All building so beautifully, so purposefully up to
Every tiny adjustment signalling a momentous
Move that could not be known or understood
Do you like the sound of your own voice? So many of my clients tell me that they hate the way they sound when they speak, and some can’t even bear to listen to themselves at all. Add to that the fact that for a majority of women the throat chakra is often the one most in need of healing and it’s easy to glimpse the untapped potential in the voice.
I hear it often before I feel it – a low unrelenting hum
That arrests and strains me towards it, yearning to catch
The rhythm and pulse in my heart and womb.
My breath becomes the refrain of Her call.