Monthly Archives: January 2016

words from the inner mother – writing meditation

I want to tell you something about life
About the dreams you hold inside
About the ups and downs, about the age and theft of
Years.
Of dreams went broke and left behind.
I want to tell you all…and something nice.
To sing a song along with it
That you can buy on isle 5.
I want to tell you all there is
Of love and hope, of hope and dreams
Of reaching out and going deep
Of holding your hand out into the cold hoping it would catch a drop.
I want to tell you something nice
of birds and songs that come alive
Only when you smile
Of songs that turn you into birds
With wings and `wanna play’s` into their eyes
With feathers of gold.
I want to tell you something more
Don’t give up on your dreams and go
Cause you don’t need to say it more
But the look in your eyes when you think of it – no matter that “it“ is – is incredible and luminous
I want for you to know it all
to tell you all and hold you long
To keep you all
Safe and confident, to do it all
To not take blame or shame along.
I want to keep you safe and warm
So you can dream
and hatch your hopes
to grow your wings
as strong as a bow
(that’s funny, cause bowing doesn’t come with wings)
and clear as fog.
I want to hold you space so close
but yet so loose and form your sacred place to grow
I want to tell you something more
Your dreams, your hopes, your love for songs
Is there, still warm, just waiting for a note to go
Across the sun, the yard, the sea
Across the Opera of Me.
I want to tell you this and more
I love your song and love you more
So go my child. Be brave and play
Play with your voice
And go away.
Don’t worry cause you’ll let me go
I’ll be here still, holding it all,
I’ll love you more than you can know
And happily keep shining on
For you, for me, for all of us
For all that needs to come on out

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What i really need you to know is this
There is no right or wrong
No yes or no
There’s only this… this moment here
This second when you’re breathing in.
And even this, right now, is gone
So what i really need to know…
Just go, don’t need to know it all
Just fall and go
Go up the hill and down the road
Rise up from bed and try again
And go where you never thought you might go

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Let this be the year – Wild writing exercise

Let this be the year of love
Let this be the year of love. For each other, for another, for a cat or stray dog in the streets.
Let this be the year! The year of love. For music and travel, for coats and bridges.
Let this be the year of fashion! Of shoes and fur and fashion shows. Inside my mind, my nest, my body, my heart.
Let this be the year of love
Of bed sheets undone, of cold feet at the end of it warming each other
Let this be the year of sun. Of sea wind and flowy white clothes
Let this be the year of love
Let this be. Let ME be. I let myself be. i am ME.
Let this be the year of love
Let this be the year of freedom, of signing off and jumping off from a bridge. No, from the tallest building there is!
Let this be the year of opened wings, of diving into thin air and to find myself safely into bed
Let this be the year. It already is.
It started 2 days ago, what, didn’t you hear?
Let this be the year of love, of fun and games
Of trainings and plays
Fun and freedom
Let this be the year when I feel alive all the time, and raw and safely exposed as in a safe and sacred space held in workshops
Let this be the year of love. For myself. For yourself.
Let this be the year of touch. I touch myself and you and all.
I feel touched by all
Let this be the year of warmth. And cold.
And wet and snow. Of all fully expressed.
Let this be the year of wrongs, of mistakes made in the process of growth.
Of mama bear and papa bearthere to protect
Let this be the year of bests. When mistakes turn into nest
Let this be the year of rest.
Let this be the year of dove
Of jumping through hoops and playing with the wind. Of diving deep and happily reaching for air
Let this be the year of waves, so deep, that wash all away.
Let this be the year of bests!
 
2016 mantra 🙂