"Spiritual Intelligence for Everyday Life"

Healing, readings and teaching to embody your divinity

Vulnerable

Posted on May 24, 2018 in Poetry

Vulnerable heartWhen we wore skins close to our skin, clothed in danger faced and overcome,
When darkness meant crouching at cave-fire smoke screens from ravenous roars and biting cold,
Did we bare souls to each other beside our visceral vulnerability?
Were our hearts as wildly wide as uncertainty of being?
Is it brick box borders and interminable light
That have shaped us to shun the shaky and unsure?

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A farewell to my father

Posted on Apr 26, 2018 in Healing, Spiritual living

DadIt’s strange and wonderful the way the universe works; sometimes with a jet black comic sense that has me gasping. The ability to hold all things lightly and see the funny side is a definite divine quality, and a healing one, in my experience.

So it was that just as I’d applied to be a volunteer healer at a local hospice, my own Dad began his outward journey from the physical plane. It’s as if it was necessary for me to undergo this deeply personal initiation before I could begin to walk alongside others through their experience.

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Grandmother Bird

Posted on Mar 27, 2018 in Poetry

Bird goddess by Susan Seddon Boulet

Bird goddess by Susan Seddon Boulet

We share a common ancestor
You and I
And I wonder if that’s why
My shoulders shrug in memory
Of their once light burden,
My dream-self fit to fly.
Isis on her feathered throne
Unfolded to the wind and sky
To mourn her loss
And fan Beloved life aglow.
You fix me with your lively eye,
Head a tilted query,
And I taste your sharp instinct.
Do we down the earthbound in you?

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I-Sight: part two

Posted on Mar 21, 2018 in Spiritual living

Maenad and Thyrsus

Maenad and thyrsus

I’d like to share another instalment of the I-Sight adventure, so if you haven’t already read that initial article then you might want to click the link to catch up. Recently, a small forest has appeared to replace the blindfold of hair that masked my seer’s eyes.

As always with my visions, I’ve been moved to research the symbolism of this link between trees and the third eye.

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Light language

Posted on Feb 20, 2018 in Poetry

Light languageYou ask what I do and I struggle to structure a sentence

That condemns me to a single cell existence.

Those stakes lie smashed and splintered behind me

And I move through a land of disclosure.

Hard nouns and verbs won’t grasp the sum of anyone,

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