Imagination (poem)

Imagination

Imagination is to be

Without shooting

For Reality

All possible

Open doors

Ready waiting wanting more

Future moments

Expanded wide

Blinders set off to the side

Your brain is a

Mighty thing

Always planting seeds

Imagining

A better world

Filling all the need

If you would

Let it through

it’s under our control

Allow it time

To bubble up

Ripples in the soul

Remembering

That you have it

It’s a gift to you

It has potential

To weave itself

In everything you do

A world without

Imagination

Would be dark at best

File each other

Into line

Following the rest

There would be

No colours light

No creative spark

All our talents

Hid inside

Sheltered in the dark

Such a sad

Thought indeed

Life without day dreams

Or being able

To tell you

How much you mean to me

Imagination

Is a gift

Don’t ever let it go

If we lived

Without it

Our world

Would

Never

Grow

Imagination is one thing we can rest in when things around feel uneasy or unsteady.

Rich inner landscapes we can swim in

It’s where I feel most at home

I rely on it often now

There was a time where my imagination was dulled out

because

I allowed someone access to those deep spaces.

They got edited and silenced out of me

A good reminder for today

Those spaces are precious

And all yours......

I hope that you have a bit of space

To take a moment or two

Just for yourself

To dip your toes into the cool water

And let your imagination bloom

P.S

Thank You

to those of you who show up in these spaces.....

Make a comment or simply a like

It really means a lot

To any artist......

Speaking of artists!

These gorgeous earrings were made by @divingloonbeads

I haven’t taken them off

Practice and Perfection (poem)

Practice and Perfection

Not all practice

Makes perfection

Simply right away

It’s an art

Of sticking to it

Almost every day

The habit of

Making things

The mind goes very deep

No matter if

It’s good or bad

The knowledge of it seeps

Way deep down

Into your brain

Patterns that it makes

Weaving in and

Out of things

Broad spaces it takes

To keep you Moving

Towards your plan

The more mistakes the better

The more you fail

The more you learn

Each time that you unfetter

And that’s what practice

Is you see

It’s not about perfection

It’s doing things

So many times

That it becomes reflection

A mirror image

Of you my dear

All your patient aims

When even if

You don’t succeed

You play to try again

And in your trying

You might see

Your diligence shine through

Because your practice

Becomes perfection

Because

It

Came

From

You

The posts are coming in hot this week.....jeeze....

I wrote this poem because I have been thinking a lot about

Showing up

Imperfectly

And what that means to put the practice in.

As I’m coming up to the crossroads of some major decisions about the launch of the album

I find my self in a loop of

Should and shouldn’t

It’s a live album, ya know?

And my voice wavers in parts

And I play a few wrong notes

And and and.....pick pick pick

But then

I stopped

And finally realized

*If True*

•So What•

This is all a practice

And the more I create

The better this craft is going to get

And it takes a whole lot of work

And a whole lot of just sitting down and doing it.

And a whole lot of courage to make the thing

and put it out.....

To keep going to create again....

And doing it in such a way that it keeps you interested and loving it.

I’m so grateful for the process of

Practice

Failing

Creating

And being so darn

Handsomely imperfect

Sitting in this spot feels good

I can get used to the rolling ways it makes me feel.

Cause it makes me feel

Alive

And well

And sometimes even electric

So

If you are wanting to create something

My advise to you is to just do it

Make it

It’s ok if it’s not perfect

We aren’t here to be perfect

We are here to practice

Big Love

Teach (poem)

Teach

Oh Teach

I know it’s hard

And those littles need you

They need you so

A courage source

To show them how to get through

This is new

We see for sure

Such untethered ground

We know not what

To make of it

No signs to be found

The only answer

That I know

Your care gives gifts anew

Oh Teach

We need you so

You are our compass true

The strong point

That guides us on

When the seas are rough

Our center Mark

We look upon

To know we are enough

You cultivate

A space so safe

Held within your room

Courage heart

And bravery

We see you are the glue

Made of strong

And sticky stuff

You hold us all together

Because of you

We feel safe

Head to heart we tether

Oh Teach

We might fear

What’s around the bend

Through all the dark

And dreary things

You are our strongest friend

You hold the lamp

Way up high

To help guide the way

Your light protects

From the unknown

Keeps us from the fray

Oh Teach

Don’t loose hope

We need you so we do

Our Teach

With hope,

Faith,

Bravery

Our

Guide

That is

You

I’ve been having dreams lately

About all of my teacher friends.

I can feel the unease

It’s palpable

And I wanted to write this to tell my teacher friends

That you are all so important

You are our guides

And so many littles need you

And no matter what

Even though this is new and scary

You are

Loved so deeply

By so many

Keep being you

Keep being strong

Keep being the light

by arley

Stuck (poem)

Stuck

Do you ever feel stuck

Like you just can’t move

Your feet be wide and heavy

Cement flows in your shoes

When you want to get it done

And fear it over takes

Thinking this..and that..and then

Mind coals get over raked

Of not feeling good enough

It’s all that you can do

To cajole out the courage

And ask your bricks to move

Cmon you slow and heavy things

Beg them....”See me through!!!”

One small step this way or that

Choked as you reprove

Your worthiness relies on it

It’s all it can afford

Though you break your back on it

Straining cut those cords

That hold you down so easily

Like a great fish net

The more you struggle..you find out

The more you’re stuck....you bet

Until you calm and realize

It’s all within your breath

To heave one big heavy sigh

Not forward to your death

As you breathe and stay close in

The chords they fall away

Solid net all bundled up

You leave it on the quay

Boots of brick and stone are next

Kick them off you will

Or at least....wiggle out

With great ease and skill

No net now to hold you down

No feet made of stone

Body moves so freely

Seeping in your bones

You are light as air....you see

Your worth won’t tie you down

Because you have ability

Your hands won’t let you drown

The world is out there waiting

For you to just believe

To know that you can do it

Hearts pinned upon your sleeve

A Heart that used to bleed and cry

Whereas the tough got going

When you’re calm and still enough

Your heart fills up with knowing

The things that held you back

Dark imaginings at best

All self doubt and loveless moments

Filling up your chest

It’s not true...you know sweet friend

Stone boots and tangled nets

They are there so you can see

The other side of fence

And when you jump right over

Alignment it will bring

Knowing that you weren’t that stuck

Because

Your doubts

Became

Your

Wings

So this is a story

And it’s all about being

Super scared

And when that happens

It’s ok

Because we need to see the other side of things to focus in on the whole picture.

You know when you feel stuck

Like you are trying to move forward

But these invisible forces hold you back....

I’ve been feeling this way for a few months now

And I wanted to share this with you incase you have been feeling that too.

And I wanted you to know you aren’t alone.

I ‘m just now starting to feel

Unstuck

It’s feeling good and I hope it lasts

I hope this will give me the courage and strength of heart to jump in with both feet

And launch

Letter Kite

This little album is holding so much energy that I want to honour and let go of.

And I would love for you to honour it with me when it comes out.

It would mean the world to me.

It really really would

I also want to tell you

I miss you lots

And I miss singing with you

And for you

And to you

So I wanted to write this as a little reminder for us all that even when self doubt creeps in and you find you are stuck in your armour.....

there is always another side to the story....

Somewhere

Waiting

around the corner